Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 5

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~Chapter Three: The Inescapable Net~

Section One:

Jiangnan, Luzhou City, the headquarters of the Snowfall Hall, one of the six major powers in Jiangnan.

In a restaurant next to the Snowfall Hall headquarters, a woman dressed in pristine white sat alone in a corner by the window on the second floor, dining.

Her meal was simple: two plates of vegetables, a bowl of white rice, and a pot of tea.

Her movements were elegant yet swift; she cleaned her food meticulously, not a single grain of rice or vegetable spilled on the table, a testament to her long-standing life of hardship.

Suddenly, a horse's neighing came from outside the street-facing window, followed by the thunderous sound of hooves and the footsteps of many people running.

The woman in white looked out the window and saw a woman wearing a white bamboo hat with white silk tassels obscuring her face, dressed in snow-white clothing, riding a snow-white steed, leading a group of seemingly ethereal men rushing out of the Snowfall Hall headquarters.

Behind the woman followed twelve riders, each dressed in white, close-fitting attire, carrying a large sword on their back with red silk hilts.

Following the twelve riders was a smaller square formation of thirty young men, also dressed in white, each carrying a long spear and a short dagger at their waist.

This group rushed through the street as if heading to battle, causing passersby to scatter.

Although the thirty white-clad men were on foot, they ran at an astonishing speed, seemingly matching the pace of their steeds, clearly possessing superior agility.

The woman in white in the tavern watched this group pass, a thoughtful expression appearing on her cold face.

At that moment, at the table opposite her, two young men with swords whispered to each other; their voices, though soft, reached her ears perfectly.

"Hey, have you heard? There's been a huge uproar in the martial arts world!"

"What kind of uproar? The imperial court raised taxes, causing various martial arts sects to rebel?"

"Don't be ridiculous! Which martial arts sect would dare rebel? Let me tell you, the truth is, a notorious villain has emerged in the martial arts world, and the righteous alliance between Jiangnan and Jiangbei is preparing to hold a martial arts conference to denounce him!"

"A martial arts conference? To denounce a villain? Really? The previous martial arts conferences were just gatherings of respected sect leaders, masters, and wandering knights, right? Each sect contributed money to decorate the venue, buy some good food, everyone got together, divided up territories, ate a few meals, drank some wine to strengthen relationships, and enhance cooperation and exchange, all in the hope of making a fortune together… I've never heard of a martial arts conference being used to denounce a villain!"

"You don't know this? This martial arts tournament is different! Let me tell you, this tournament was initiated by Dugu Hongjian, the general manager of the Jianghu government, and he called on all righteous martial arts factions to participate. The venue is Tianping Manor near Tiexue Xiaotian Fortress in Yan Province, Jiangbei. Tianping Manor is a summer resort with beautiful scenery and produces all kinds of delicious fruits and precious mountain delicacies, making it the perfect location for the martial arts tournament. It is said that all the expenses for this tournament will be borne by the Fenyu Tower faction, and all participating gangs will receive exquisite gifts. At the end of the tournament, ten lucky guests will be drawn to receive special gifts..."

"Stop, stop! According to you, what's the difference between this martial arts tournament and the previous ones? Isn't it just a bunch of people looking at the scenery, eating and drinking, and incidentally having some fun with women, and then symbolically having a couple of martial arts matches? There's nothing special about it!"

"Hey, don't just digress! Let me tell you, the main purpose of this tournament is to denounce the great demon, and it is said that the climax of this tournament is to publicly execute that great demon and subject him to the punishment of being cut into a thousand pieces!"

"Oh, killing someone while eating, using flesh and blood to stimulate appetite, that's a pretty good method. So who is this great demon? What heinous crime did he commit to deserve being torn to pieces?"

"Have you heard of Xiaoyao Manor? Do you know Qin Ren, the third young master of Xiaoyao Manor? Let me tell you the truth! Xiaoyao Manor is a family of heroes, but now it has produced a great demon, that is, the third young master Qin Ren! Qin Ren is a vile and shameless man, lustful and without any integrity. He has only been around for a month, but he has already raped and drugged more than ten innocent girls, including: the number one flower in the martial arts world, Bai Lian Su Yi Lian Zhou Luo'er, the third flower in the world, Ao Xue Han Mei Qiu Ruo Mei, Du Shou Zi Jing Qin Ni'er, the head of the Emei Sect, Master Mie Jue, the head of the Shaoling Sect, Abbot Ru Qu, the seven-year-old granddaughter of the head of the Qingcheng Sect, Sun Zi Mei, Sun Jia Jia... and so on..."

"Uh, he even raped Abbot Ru Qu? He even sleeps with men?"

"Hey, that's why they say Qin Ren is worse than an animal! Let me tell you, he's indiscriminate in his lust for women, from seven-year-old boys and girls to seventy-year-old men and women. Anyone he sets his sights on, he won't let go. If it were just men and women, that would be one thing, but what's most appalling is that he actually beat his own brother, the Mad Thunder Blade God Qin Lei, into a living dead with a single 'Heaven-Covering Hand' attack just to get his hands on Hua Linglong, the eldest daughter of the Crown Prince's tutor, Hua Anhua!"

"Huh? No way? The Mad Thunder Blade God was beaten into a living dead by his brother? Great! Peace reigns! Now I can rob as much as I want..."

"Now, the entire righteous martial arts world of Jiangnan and Jiangbei has mobilized, gathering the strength of all their gangs to hunt down Qin Ren. They want to capture him alive, bring him to the martial arts tournament, put him on trial in public, and then skin him alive at the end of the tournament to appease the world. That's why Hall Master Ye of the Snowfall Hall led all her elites off just now; she's going to attend the martial arts tournament, and might even have to participate in the hunt for Qin Ren."

"What a pity! That Qin Ren, truly a hero among lechers, a marshal among hooligans. It's just a pity he shouldn't have offended so many powerful forces at once..."

The two young men carrying knives were sighing when suddenly they saw a flash of sword light. Before they could react, a long sword, gleaming with a cold light and a flowing halo around its blade, was already at their necks.

Indeed, a sword was at the necks of two men. The two men were sitting face to face, the sword resting on one man's shoulder, the tip pressed against the other's throat.

The two young men immediately broke out in a cold sweat. They were also江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) men, skilled in martial arts, but now, with a sword at their necks, they hadn't had time to react at all, not even knowing when the sword was at their throats or when the white-clad woman with the sword had arrived.

"Spare me, swordswoman!" The young man with the sword tip pressed against his throat could see the white-clad woman holding the sword, while the young man with his back to her could see nothing and dared not turn around. He could only sweat profusely and say, "Heroine, spare me! I have a 108-year-old mother and a 108-day-old baby who depend on me for support! If you kill me, it's the same as killing my entire family!"

"Enough nonsense!" the white-clad woman said coldly. "Tell me, where did you hear about the martial arts tournament and Qin Ren?"

The young man facing the white-clad woman trembled and said, "So that you may know, heroine, this news spread throughout Jiangnan two days ago. Everyone knows now, but as for who first mentioned it, I don't know... Ah, I know!"

The white-clad woman snorted coldly, "You know and you still won't speak!"

"Heroine, I understand! You are also one of Qin Ren's victims! Do you also want revenge on Qin Ren? Heroine, although my brother and I are not very capable, we still have knives and are skilled at fighting. As long as you give the order, my brother and I will definitely come to your aid! If you order me to kill Qin Ren, I would never dare to kill Qin Feng. I beg you to spare my life for my loyalty!"

The young man with his back to the woman in white also cried out, "I have the same intentions, please spare my life!"

Hearing their nonsense, the woman in white was filled with rage. Her already frosty face grew even colder. "Killing you two would only sully my precious sword!"

The two young men were overjoyed and cried out, "Thank you, heroine, for sparing our lives..." Before they could finish speaking, they both collapsed onto the table, blood flowing from their heads quickly staining the entire surface.

They had been nailed to death almost simultaneously by two bamboo chopsticks! One had a chopstick pierced through the back of his head, the other through his brow!

The woman in white coldly said, "Using bamboo chopsticks won't sully my precious sword!"

After saying this, a hint of worry appeared on her jade-like face: "That fool, Ah Ren, how did he get himself into such a huge mess?" She sighed softly, jumped from the second floor to the street, grabbed one of the horses the two young men had tied to the restaurant's flagpole, and spurred it on, galloping swiftly towards the outskirts of Huzhou City.

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Jiangbei, Yan Province, Qilian Town, twenty miles from Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress.

At a noodle stall in the town's central square, two beautiful young women were slurping down noodles.

One wore a white dress, the other a bright green shirt with a pale yellow skirt.

The two women, though strikingly different in temperament, were both equally beautiful. The one in the white dress ate her noodles with delicate grace, chewing slowly and deliberately. The one in the emerald green shirt, on the other hand, slurped the noodles down in large mouthfuls, as if swallowing them whole without chewing. Her cherry lips, reddened by the chili oil, were slightly pouting, possessing a captivating charm.

With these two young women eating there, the noodle stall was incredibly popular. The small stall was packed with people; there wasn't enough room at the tables, so some people squatted by the roadside, slurping their noodles. Almost all the men were doing the same thing—staring blankly at the two young women while shoveling noodles into their mouths.

Of course, some men, wanting to appear different and knowledgeable, would launch into grand pronouncements, naturally discussing matters of the martial arts world.

One of the men, a burly man with a thick beard, glanced casually at the two young women, then slammed his hand on the table, splashing soup everywhere, and shouted, "Do you know? There's chaos in the martial world! A vile, shameless, and ruthless lecherous fiend has appeared, and it's said he's already ruined the chastity of seventy-nine virgins and taken over the genitals of thirty-eight men..."

Someone asked, "Really? Who is this lecherous fiend? Why doesn't he even spare men?

" The bearded man shouted, "Who else could it be? It's that damned Qin Ren! Qin Ren, the third young master of Xiaoyao Manor! The General Affairs Department of the Jianghu (martial arts world) has announced the convening of a martial arts conference. This conference will have a completely new process and content, the purpose of which is to denounce and publicly try and sentence this great lecher Qin Ren! At that time, the victims Bai Lian Su Yi Lian Zhou Luo'er, Du Shou Zi Jing Qin Ni'er, Ao Xue Han Mei Qiu Ruo Mei, Shao Ling Sect Leader Ru Qu Fang Zhang, Emei Sect Leader Mie Jue Shi Tai, and others will all personally appear to publicly expose Qin Ren's heinous crimes!"

With a "pfft," the green-clad girl spat out all the noodles in her mouth, almost spraying the face of the white-skirted girl sitting opposite her.

"Don't you believe me? There are many eyewitnesses. People witnessed Qin Ren raping Lian Zhouluo'er, Qin Ni'er, and others..."

"Nonsense!" the green-clad girl snapped, wiping the remaining noodles and soup from her mouth. With a sudden wave of her hand, a fragrant breeze wafted from her purple-painted nails...

A quarter of an hour later, corpses with bluish tinges covering their faces lay scattered around the noodle stall. The green-clad girl and the white-skirted girl had already ridden to the outskirts of Qilian Town.

"Who spread this rumor? If I find out, I'll exterminate their entire family!" the green-clad girl said bitterly.

"What's the use of rushing? The most important thing now is to find Qin Ren. That kid is useless; he hasn't even arrived at the Iron Blood Howling Sky Alliance after all this time. We've waited for him for so many days..." the white-skirted girl said, whipping her horse hard.

"Cousin, Qin Ren hasn't come for so long, could he have already been captured by those so-called righteous martial arts masters?"

"Possibly! No, we can't let Qin Ren fall into their hands, otherwise our reputation... will be completely tarnished!"

"Yes, even if we kill Qin Ren ourselves, we absolutely cannot let him fall into the hands of those so-called righteous heroes who especially love to pry into people's privacy! Giddy up!"

Two steeds galloped away, heading in the opposite direction from Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress, straight south!

Section Two:

Xiaoyao Manor, in a secret room, Qin Xiaoyao stared at Qin Lei, who lay unconscious on the bed, his face ashen.

Tie Ling'er sat at the head of the bed, her hand stroking her beloved son's rugged face, her own face pale, tears welling in her eyes.

Qin Feng stood quietly beside Qin Xiaoyao, a strange, mocking smile on his lips—the signature smile of the Star River Sword Saint when he harbored murderous intent!

Hua Linglong stood like a puppet in the corner of the secret room, watching Qin Lei from afar, tears falling like broken beads.

Qin Xiaoyao glanced at Qin Lei, then at Hua Linglong, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Hua, please tell me the truth about how my Lei'er was injured."

Hua Linglong slowly began to speak, recounting in detail what had happened that day when the ethereal and eerie voice had told her.

The more Qin Xiaoyao listened, the more his brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on Hua Linglong's eyes, as if trying to see through them into her heart.

Facing Qin Xiaoyao's scrutinizing gaze, Hua Linglong remained composed, but her eyes held undisguised sorrow and self-reproach.

After Hua Linglong finished speaking, Qin Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and asked, "Miss Hua, did you witness everything that happened?"

Hua Linglong replied, "Yes, I witnessed everything myself."

Qin Xiaoyao nodded, "Alright, I understand. Miss Hua, you must be very tired, taking care of my Lei'er for days without sleep. Thank you. You should go and rest now. Lei'er is in our care now."

Hua Linglong opened her mouth, as if to say something, but Qin Feng's cold gaze swept over her. Hua Linglong shuddered, lowered her head, and silently walked out of the secret room. Servants led her to rest.

After Hua Linglong left, Qin Xiaoyao asked Qin Feng, "Feng'er, what do you think of this matter?"

Qin Feng replied, "She didn't lie."

Qin Xiaoyao nodded and said, "She indeed didn't lie. No one can lie under my watchful eye. Lei'er's injury does indeed resemble the Heaven-Covering Hand, um... to be precise, it's the Heaven-Covering Hand I used before you three brothers were born."

Qin Feng's mind stirred, and he asked, "Father, what do you mean?"

Qin Xiaoyao sneered, "My Heaven-Covering Hand in my youth only possessed Yin and Yang energies. Yin energy was yin, gentle, and ruthless; Yang energy was yang, strong, and domineering. Those struck by it were instantly shattered to pieces under the clash of Yin and Yang energies. Every time I used my full power..." "Anyone struck by this palm will die, their hand stained with blood. That's why my nickname in my youth was 'Bloody Hand Asura'! However, after building this Xiaoyao Manor, I rarely ventured into the martial world, devoting myself daily to studying martial arts. After mastering all the martial arts I knew, I even improved the 'Heaven-Covering Hand.' The Heaven-Covering Hand I taught Ah Ren possesses seven energies: Fire Energy, Ice Energy, Thunder Energy, Wind Energy, Hard Energy, Soft Energy, and Condensed Energy. To unleash seven different energies in a single palm strike—I believe only Ah Ren and I in the entire world can do that. This is something even you and Ah Lei don't know."

Qin Feng loved swords, and Qin Lei loved sabers; the two brothers were too lazy to learn any other martial arts besides swords and sabers. Therefore, although the Heaven-Covering Hand was one of the three most powerful palm techniques in the world, Qin Xiaoyao didn't teach it to Qin Feng and Qin Lei. Instead, it was the Third Young Master, who disliked martial arts, who received the true essence of the Heaven-Covering Hand.

Upon learning the truth, Qin Feng's eyes lit up. He asked, "Father, are you saying that the palm strike that hit Second Brother only involved Yin and Yang energies?"

Qin Xiaoyao nodded and sneered, "Although A Lei's injury is a near-perfect imitation of my Earth-Covering Hand technique, even twenty-three years ago, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. But now... Hmph, their methods to frame A Ren are far too outdated!"

Qin Feng said, "But Father, you also believe that Hua Linglong didn't lie..."

"She didn't lie," Qin Xiaoyao said, "It's just that someone else taught her to lie. And the person who taught her to lie was so skillful that she actually believed everything she said was true, which is why she was so frank and confident. Tell me, Feng, do you believe that Ren would hurt Lei?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "Ren would never hurt Lei."

Qin Xiaoyao nodded and smiled: "I also believe in my son. Hmph, I know that I haven't been in the martial world for many years, and people in the martial world have almost forgotten my nickname from my youth! The hands of Blood Hand Asura haven't been stained with blood for over twenty years! Some fools who don't know their own mortality want to stir up trouble in the martial world, forgetting who is the one who truly controls everything!"

A domineering aura emanated from Qin Xiaoyao, and Qin Feng was astonished to find that his father, who was always exceptionally kind and a bit henpecked, had now become as awe-inspiring as a mountain and as unfathomable as the sea. That fierce, domineering aura was no different from that of a lion king who looked down upon all living beings on the grasslands. The old man now seemed to have transformed into a fierce lion ready to devour its prey... No, a fierce lion is not enough to describe the old man's current aura. It should be said that he was a god or demon with hands stained with blood, who regarded all living beings as ants! When the old man unleashed his power, he indeed became a different person!

Tie Ling'er, who was weeping over her son's serious injury, naturally sensed Qin Xiaoyao's sudden change in demeanor. She glanced at him in surprise, her eyebrows furrowing, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Xiaoyao, what are you doing? Lei'er is injured like this, and you still have the leisure to show off here! Do I have to twist your ear before you'll even glance at Lei'er?"

Hearing Tie Ling'er's words, Qin Xiaoyao's domineering and murderous aura as the "Blood Hand Asura" vanished instantly, and he transformed back into the henpecked husband he always was. With a fawning smile, he walked to the bedside and whispered, "Ling'er, don't be angry. I'm here now, aren't I? Let me tell you, Lei'er's injury is actually..."

Qin Feng shook his head with a wry smile. His father was indeed always henpecked!

Qin Feng stepped out of the secret chamber and addressed the three most powerful subordinates of Xiaoyao Manor—the Three Killing Gods—standing outside, saying, "My father has ordered that Xiaoyao Manor will not comment on this martial arts tournament. We will neither obstruct nor support the pursuit and capture of Qin Ren; in short, let them do as they please. When the tournament begins, Xiaoyao Manor will naturally send a representative!" The martial arts world

was in an uproar.

News of the tournament spread far and wide, and almost everyone was watching with bated breath, eager to see how this unprecedented event would unfold.

Most anticipated was the fact that the tournament would now target a demon. Previously, the martial arts tournament was synonymous with lavish banquets and publicly funded travel.

But now, the tournament was taking serious action. Did this foreshadow a massive upheaval in the martial arts world of the Great Qin Empire?

Of the six major martial arts forces in Jiangnan, the Baohua Hall has been destroyed, its disciples scattered like birds and beasts. Some joined other forces, some became wandering knights, and others returned to the fields to live the most carefree lives as farmers.

The four major forces—Chuixue Hall, Fengyue Hall, Fenyu Tower, and Honghua Tower—all sent representatives to the martial arts tournament, with their leaders personally leading their most elite disciples.

Among the seven major forces in Jiangbei, the Chuixue Pavilion, Huhua Pavilion, Zhaoyue Pavilion, Baiyue Sect, Lianhua Sect, and Yidao Alliance also showed great enthusiasm for the tournament, expressing their support and sponsorship, and sending their leaders to participate.

The Xiaoyao Manor and Tiexue Xiaotian Fortress, the leaders of the righteous paths in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, did not comment on the tournament, but clearly stated that they would send representatives.

Some with ulterior motives were eagerly anticipating this, wanting to see how the Free and Unfettered Manor and Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress would face their fellow martial artists and the infamous lecherous Qin Ren, with whom they had an inextricable connection.

Some even speculated that the emergence of such a scoundrel as Qin Ren in Free and Unfettered Manor offered hope of dethroning them from their position as the leader of the Jiangnan Righteous Path Alliance. Consequently, Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress, related to Free and Unfettered Manor by marriage, was also highly likely to be brought down. The family

with the greatest expectation for the downfall of the Qin family of Free and Unfettered Manor was, of course, the Lianzhou family of Taowu. The Lianzhou family had been trying to replace the Qin family for some time, but the Qin family's power was too great, with too many experts. Furthermore, the Lianzhou family's own sons were incompetent, relying instead on their daughter to maintain appearances, which greatly frustrated the Lianzhou family.

Now that the Qin family has produced such a disgrace, the Lianzhou family is naturally overjoyed. Although rumors circulate that Lianzhou Luo'er was also harmed by Qin Ren, the head of the Lianzhou family believes this is even more beneficial to the family.

"A daughter, no matter how powerful she is, will eventually marry and become a financial burden. Once married, she will be obedient to her husband, and after she marries, she will be of little use to our Lianzhou family, and we will have to pay a large dowry. This time, Luo'er being harmed by Qin Ren has actually made a great contribution to our Lianzhou family. At the martial arts tournament, our Lianzhou family will appear as the victims, condemning Qin Ren while also using the excuse of 'the father is to blame for the son's misbehavior' to denounce Xiaoyao Manor! That old bastard Qin Xiaoyao raised such a disgraceful son, he must be at fault, right? With such a big mistake, how can he still have the nerve to lead the Jiangnan martial arts world? Hehe, Luo'er has finally done something good this time!"

These are the original words of Lianzhou Fenghua, the head of the Lianzhou family.

Meanwhile, the One-Sword Alliance, Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress's rival, outwardly respectful to it, is now eager to seize this opportunity to bring down Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress through collective punishment and take its place. They've even fabricated several victims for this purpose. Rumors

are the most dangerous thing in the martial arts world; as the saying goes, "three men can make a tiger," even a saint can be portrayed as a scoundrel by rumors. The

already scoundrel Third Young Master now has an even more mysterious aura. Under the influence of these rumors, he's been portrayed as the most lewd and evil demon.

Someone even composed a nursery rhyme to praise him: "

What kind of fall is he? A three-step bewitching fall~~ (a potent aphrodisiac.)

What kind of scoundrel is he? The Third Young Master's scoundrel~~

What kind of move is he? The move of absorbing yin to replenish yang~~

What kind of person is he? A person worse than a beast~~~

What kind of love is he? The love of adultery between men and women~~~~ (Love, a homophone for Qin.)

Legend has it that he possesses absolute lewdness and terrifying skills." He cultivated an ancient demonic art, a chaotic Yin-Yang cultivation technique that terrified even Bodhisattvas and caused ghosts to wail. Any man or woman he fancied was raped or drugged and then drained of their essence. Those who underwent this were emaciated and lost all their martial arts skills; some even became mentally impaired.

The number of victims had increased to 213, including 113 women and 100 men.

Forty-nine of them were raped, murdered, and their corpses cruelly mutilated.

Qin Ren had become a demon hated by both gods and men.

Meanwhile, the Third Young Master, unaware of the terrible reputation he had earned, sat in the carriage driven by Qiao Wei, traveling along a secluded mountain path. He gazed deeply at Zhen Luo opposite him, singing a moving song: "That year, you told me, riding... The taste of Hunan is beautiful~~~" The mountains and rivers

north

of the Nu River, though not as delicate and gentle as those of Jiangnan, possessed a unique, poignant grandeur.

The carriage swayed and rocked its way along the mountain path. Qiao Wei cracked his whip, singing an unknown folk song, the gist of which was about men and women groping each other.

The whip snapped softly overhead, but the horse moved slowly, seemingly oblivious to the whip's intimidation.

Wildflowers bloomed on the steep cliffs on either side, and a stream flowed gently beside the road, occasionally splashing a small fish.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, a cloying scent that made one drowsy, yet fueled a burning desire within.

It was the season of passion. Heaven and earth were in heat, plants and trees were bursting with life, wild beasts were calling out in mates, and people were yearning for

spring. Qiao Wei, with extremely filthy thoughts, fantasized about what the Third Young Master and Zhen Luo were doing inside the carriage. Hugging and embracing were inevitable; kissing and biting were commonplace; touching and grabbing were a man's instinct; and wielding a spear and leaping on horseback were a hero's nature.

"Brother Qin, be gentle..."

"Yes, I will. Is this pressure alright?"

"Hmm... good, like this, don't stop..."

The conversation inside the carriage perfectly fueled Qiao Wei's imagination. The coachman, as lewd as his master, felt his heart pounding, conjuring up all sorts of shameful images in his mind.

The thought of the Third Young Master and Zhen Luo, so beautiful and alluring yet innocent, with a touch of childlike naiveté that made every man want to conquer and protect her, entwined naked in the carriage, their two snow-white bodies posing in various positions to please each other, made the imaginative Viagra unconsciously throb with virility, drool flowing like a spring stream.

Meanwhile, in the carriage, the Third Young Master, gently massaging Zhen Luo's feet, was completely unaware that the great Viagra had already turned this perfectly respectable act into something obscenely lewd.

The little beauty's leg injury was gradually healing, but the blood vessels had been severed for several days, causing some sluggish blood flow, requiring massage to stimulate the recovery.

The Third Young Master played with Zhen Luo's delicate jade feet, those crystal-clear, exquisitely sculpted little feet lying obediently in his large hands, allowing him to knead them. Each toe was the perfect length and thickness, the soles of her feet free of calluses, clearly indicating infrequent walking or perhaps wearing exceptionally fine shoes. The smooth skin felt like the finest silk, slightly warm, stirring the heart.

A faint, virginal fragrance wafted from her; the Third Young Master had never seen such perfect feet in his life. Kneading Zhen Luo's feet, the Third Young Master's heart fluttered, and he secretly channeled his inner energy, fueled by desire, into Zhen Luo's meridians through his fingers massaging her acupoints.

The beauty enjoyed the Third Young Master's massage, her body limp and weak against the carriage wall, her face slightly flushed, soft moans escaping her nose.

Foot massage was incredibly soothing, and the Third Young Master's technique was exceptionally skillful. Combined with the stimulation of his inner energy, the beauty felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, with many warm bubbles bubbling towards the acupoints on her feet, then slowly creeping up her legs to her neck, before gently popping open.

The feeling was simply indescribable.

"Brother Qin, it feels...it feels so strange..." Over the past few days, Zhen Luo and Qin Ren had become quite familiar. At Qin Ren's insistence, Zhen Luo now called him "Brother Qin."

Hearing the soft, sweet call from the beautiful young woman's lips, the Third Young Master felt a sudden lightness in his bones. A smile, seemingly gentle but actually lewd, played on his face. His burning desire surged through him, wave after wave, pumping into Zhen Luo's body.

This burning desire energy was already incredibly arousing, and with the Third Young Master's skillful teasing, the energy surged like waves, sometimes present, sometimes absent, rushing through several acupoints on the soles of Zhen Luo's feet—acupoints closely connected to the body's meridians and organs—and causing a ruckus in her sensitive areas.

Zhen Luo's body was already as soft as cotton, burning hot, her skin flushed pink, and her breathing rapid.

Her petite body writhed restlessly, her nipples already subtly erect beneath her clothes, and her lower body was overflowing with desire.

The shameless philanderer, seeing the moment was right, scrambled his hands up Zhen Luo's long, straight legs, moving as gently as ants. His fingers lightly tapped her thighs, each tap carrying a hint of burning lust. This made Zhen Luo even more unable to control herself; she let out a soft moan and nestled into the young master's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her face shyly buried against his chest.

The young master chuckled lewdly, his fingers tracing the surface of Zhen Luo's body like serpents, continuing to stimulate her sensitive spots. First-rate flirting techniques, top-notch burning lust—before long, Zhen Luo's body stiffened, her entire being tense, emitting a soul-stirring moan, a sticky, clear liquid flowing between her tightly pressed legs.

This virgin, untouched by human hands, had already experienced her first climax of lovemaking under the Third Young Master's teasing.

The Third Young Master, holding Zhen Luo's boneless body, began preparing to undress her, thinking smugly, "Damn, I really am a genius at seducing women. Without touching a woman's sensitive areas, without undressing her, just stimulating her acupoints with my inner energy, I can bring her to orgasm. In this world, I'm probably the only one who can do that, right? Hmm, now that the foreplay is done, I should start preparing and continue my undefeated legend in the bridal chamber!"

The Third Young Master gently removed Zhen Luo's robes, stripping her down to her close-fitting bob and underpants. Just as he was about to continue his work, turning Wei Ge's fantasies into reality, he suddenly heard Wei Ge shout from outside, "Fuck your mother! Who the hell is so immoral, moving a big rock into the middle of the road to block it?"

The carriage stopped, followed by Qiao Wei's low curses.

The Third Young Master, his interest thwarted by Viagra, was furious and nearly erupted in a tirade, but he held back. The carriage stopped, and Qiao Wei went to clear the way. The Third Young Master could continue savoring this beautiful flower, already glistening with dew.

Holding Zhen Luo's flushed face, gazing at her hazy, alluring eyes, the Third Young Master pressed his nose against her delicate nose, his lips against her soft, sweet lips, his tongue probing inside, prying open her teeth, and capturing her delicate tongue. A

tender, passionate kiss ensued, sucking relentlessly until the beauty clung to him tightly, her long legs involuntarily wrapping around his waist. Her slender waist writhed, her aroused lower body rubbing incessantly against his already erect member through their clothes.

The carriage was filled with soft moans escaping through her nose, the erotic scent of spring swirling within. The lecherous thief wasn't in a hurry; the Third Young Master intended to savor this rare beauty.

Just then, Qiao Wei shouted again, "Damn it! What the hell? How come so many grown men suddenly appeared in this desolate wilderness? Are they all here to watch my young master's bedroom skills? Wait a minute, why are they all carrying knives and swords, looking so menacing? Ah, bandits! Mountain bandits! It's bad, Third Young Master, we've run into highway robbers!" The

Third Young Master struggled to pull his tongue out of Zhen Luo's mouth. The little beauty, having tasted the sweetness, had turned the tables and was now actively fighting back.

After kissing the beautiful young woman's lips, the Third Young Master called out to the carriage, "Just a few petty thieves, Wei-ge, you handle them!"

Qiao Wei's tearful voice carried from afar, "Third Young Master, they've already taken care of me! Come save me!"

The Third Young Master was shocked. Qiao Wei had been taken care of? Although he was just a coachman, Qiao Wei was strong and powerful, and quite skilled with a whip. Ordinary petty thieves would have to put in some effort to catch him. How could he have been taken care of so quickly? Without even making a sound?

The Third Young Master, whose good time had been interrupted time and again, was filled with rage, his anger rising uncontrollably.

He grabbed Zhen Luo's clothes and draped them over her shoulders, gently comforting her, "Wait a moment, after I've dealt with the thieves, I'll come and pamper you properly~"

He kissed Zhen Luo's lips and walked out of the carriage. Zhen Luo blushed and tugged at the Third Young Master's sleeve, whispering, "Good brother, come back quickly, little sister is waiting for you..."

The Third Young Master chuckled lewdly, nodded, and left the carriage, but he didn't see the strange light that flashed in Zhen Luo's eyes the moment he turned around.

The Third Young Master stepped out of the carriage and, standing on the shaft, roared, "Hey! Where did these petty thieves come from, daring to seize my servant, Qin Ren's servant! Release him right now, or I'll burn down your stronghold!"

After his outburst, the Third Young Master slowly surveyed his surroundings, and what he saw immediately shocked him.

The carriage was stopped on a small road, and the hillside to the left, the stream to the right, and the paths in front and behind were all filled with men and women of various colors, exuding a murderous aura. Even on the steep cliff top, many elderly people stood, striking poses against the wind, their robes fluttering as they looked down.

Qiao Wei, on the other hand, was bound hand and foot among a group of men in white, two gleaming steel knives held to his neck.

Upon seeing this situation, the Third Young Master immediately understood—oh dear, this young master has been surrounded by these reckless fools!

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, "One, two, three, four..." the Third Young Master silently counted. The number of people surrounding him reached eighty-seven, including thirteen women and seventy-four men.

All the surroundrs had sharp, shrewd expressions, especially the elderly men standing atop the cliff; their eyes held a restrained, unassuming brilliance, clearly indicating their formidable nature.

Especially since these surroundrs occupied advantageous positions, completely encircling him, if they used hidden weapons, the Third Young Master would be trapped in a net of deadly precision.

What annoyed the Third Young Master even more was that Qiao Wei had fallen into enemy hands, and it seemed they intended to use Qiao Wei as a hostage to threaten him.

The Third Young Master frowned, said nothing, and turned to get into the carriage.

This move immediately left the surroundrs completely bewildered. "What's this little lecher up to? He should at least ask about our origins!" an elderly man with a three-stranded beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom said to the person beside him from the mountaintop.

A fat, big-eared monk carrying a staff rubbed his greasy head and said, "Could it be that it's scared and hiding? But that doesn't make sense. Isn't this little lecherous devil supposed to be bold and fearless?"

"Could it be that he's run away through a tunnel?" A middle-aged man in a white scholar's robe, holding a folding fan, frowned and said, "Maybe he's using the carriage as cover to secretly run away through a tunnel?"

No one paid him any attention. Run away through a tunnel in this kind of encirclement? Did they really think that little lecherous devil was a groundhog?

Among the older people, the only one with a younger voice was a woman in a white, close-fitting outfit, with a delicate and slender figure, wearing a hat with a white silk brim that covered her face. She said, "This time, my Snowfall Hall has committed the disgraceful act of kidnapping people as hostages. I'm afraid we'll never be able to hold our heads high in the martial world again."

The old man with the air of a hermit chuckled dryly, "Hall Master Ye, dealing with an extreme lecher requires extreme measures. How many innocent women has Qin Ren ruined? How many good men have been driven to suicide by shame? We don't need to worry about the methods we use to deal with someone like him. As long as we can capture him, everything will be fine."

The woman in the white outfit was Ye Yingxue, the head of the Snowfall Hall. She looked at Qiao Wei, whose neck was held to her throat by her disciple with a steel knife, shook her head, sighed inwardly, and said nothing more.

The middle-aged scholar mustered his strength and laughed loudly, saying, "Qin Ren, you've fallen into our inescapable trap! Surrender now!"

Inside the carriage, the Third Young Master, now fully equipped with top-tier gear—an impenetrable golden silk armor underneath, an invisibility robe on top, and a sash around his waist—held the small leather pouch containing the 108 Thunder God Thunderbolts given to him by Qin Feng on his belt. He kissed Zhen Luo and said with a grin, "The Third Young Master is going to kill people. You stay inside and don't let their blood stain your eyes."

Zhen Luo blinked and asked, "Brother Qin, are those people outside bad people?"

The Third Young Master shook his head: "I don't know. But even if they aren't bad, they're certainly not good. Using so many people to ambush me, the Third Young Master, and taking a coachman who doesn't know martial arts as a hostage—how good can these people be?"

Zhen Luo nodded: "If Brother Qin says they're not good people, then they are bad people. If Brother Qin thinks they deserve to die, then they definitely deserve to die."

"Good girl!" The Third Young Master patted Zhen Luo's small chest, then turned and walked out of the carriage with a grin. As soon as he stepped out, his sly, lazy smile vanished, replaced by a cold face identical to that of his boss, Qin Feng. A mocking smile played on his lips as he stood upright on the carriage shaft, his icy gaze slowly sweeping across the surroundings.

His so-called demonic eyes, capable of slaughtering thousands, reappeared. Anyone caught in his gaze felt a chill run down their spine, breaking out in a cold sweat, involuntarily taking a few steps back and lowering their heads, no longer daring to meet his eyes.

The Third Young Master then looked towards the cliff top, his gaze sweeping over the elderly people before finally settling on Ye Yingxue. When he looked at Ye Yingxue, his eyes changed, instantly reverting to their lecherous state.

The experts whose gazes were swept by the Third Young Master's demonic eyes suddenly felt as if they were standing on a plain of bones and blood. They had been looking down at the Third Young Master, but in that instant, they felt as if he stood proudly atop mountains of bones, looking down at them with arrogance.

Almost simultaneously, the experts took a step back. A scream rang out; the fat monk had lost his footing and plummeted straight down the cliff.

His senses paralyzed by the Third Young Master's demonic eyes, the fat monk forgot he possessed light-footed martial arts. He flailed wildly in mid-air, his limbs flailing, before crashing with a thud into a pile of rocks beside the stream, his flesh and brains splattered, instantly dying. "

Masters always die by accident...

" The other masters, who had been terrified by the Third Young Master's Asura Demon Eyes, turned pale and their lips turned blue. The old man with the air of a sage said in a hoarse, trembling voice, "This little lecher... what terrifying killing intent!"

Ye Yingxue, the only one unaffected, said with some confusion, "Where is his killing intent? He just looks all lecherous. Damn it! How dare he look at me so disrespectfully! Huh... how did Venerable Fuhu fall off the cliff and die?"

The middle-aged scholar gritted his teeth and said, "Venerable Fuhu didn't fall to his death! He was hit by Qin Ren's invisible, intangible, and silent hidden weapon. He was already dead before he fell off the cliff! What a despicable brat, now he has another life on his hands, that of a hero of the Jiangnan righteous path!"

The other masters nodded repeatedly, all agreeing and swearing to avenge Venerable Fuhu.

Ye Yingxue frowned, her delicate brows furrowed beneath the silk veil, and muttered to herself, "A hidden weapon that is invisible, intangible, and silent? Does such a weapon really exist? If Qin Ren could truly unleash such a powerful weapon, how could any of us possibly catch him?"

An old man with white hair and a youthful face, his hands resembling chicken claws, said, "That brat only had one such hidden weapon, so he only killed the weakest among us, the Tiger-Taming Venerable. What a despicable brat, he deserves to die a thousand times over!"

Ye Yingxue shook her head inwardly and sighed, "One hidden weapon? That reason is too far-fetched, isn't it? This kind of framing is too convincing." "Do you think you can get away

with anything?" The Third Young Master paid no attention to the whispers on the cliff. He was also wondering why the fat monk had jumped off the cliff and died. The Third Young Master thought maliciously, "Could it be that the fat monk thought I was too handsome, and his own appearance was too unsightly, so he committed suicide to prove his innocence? Hmm, what a hero, he has integrity!"

At this moment, the old man with chicken claws on the cliff top shouted with all his might, "Hey, you lecherous demon, you have killed Venerable Tiger Subduer again, adding another life debt to your list! Now that you have no hidden weapons, what skills do you have left? Surrender now!"

The third young master was furious. He thought to himself, "You bunch of bastards keep calling me a lecherous devil. I'm clearly a refined womanizer. When did I ever become a lecherous devil? When did I ever kill someone with a hidden weapon? That fat monk was clearly so ashamed and resentful of my stunningly handsome appearance that he committed suicide. Damn it, they're throwing all sorts of filth at me. Do they think I'm easy to bully?"

He immediately roared back, "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother, fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations, fuck your forefathers! What are you bunch of people? When did I ever offend you? Damn it, isn't robbery all about money? Why are you making up so many high-sounding excuses?"

Saying this, he pulled out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and shouted, "This is ten thousand taels of silver. If you know what's good for you, take the silver, let my men go, and get on with it. If you don't..." The Third Young Master then pulled out five Thunder God Thunder Bombs, "I'll kill all the men, rape the women, push the old and children into the river, and wipe them all out!"

The Third Young Master was furious; subconsciously, he still considered this group of people to be petty thieves who robbed people on the highway. Although these thieves were dressed a bit cooler and better equipped, it only meant they were an organized, disciplined, and relatively skilled group of thieves, right?

The Third Young Master didn't like to play the hero, so fighting bandits wasn't his job. But since the bandits had come to rob him, the Third Young Master, adhering to the principle of eradicating evil completely, naturally decided to kill them all.

Little did he know that his earlier outburst had only solidified his reputation as a lecherous monster. The old man with chicken claws trembled with rage, saying in a shaky voice, "Look at this! Look at this lecherous monster! He keeps spouting obscene words! Is there no justice? Is there no law?"

Ye Yingxue was also furious; the Third Young Master's words had offended even her. He gave a signal to the two disciples of the Snowfall Hall below who were holding steel knives to Qiao Wei's neck. The two disciples immediately tightened their grip, cutting two thin, bloody gashes on Qiao Wei's neck, and shouted, "You lecherous demon, if you don't surrender, I'll kill him!"

Qiao Wei's neck stung, and he immediately screamed, "Third Young Master, save me! I'm loyal to you to the death, you can't abandon me!"

The Third Young Master's furious expression instantly turned cold, as if he had learned a face-changing trick, the change of expression was incredibly fast. His icy eyes glared savagely at the two Snowfall Hall disciples who were holding knives to Qiao Wei, and he spat out three words through gritted teeth: "You—dare—to!"

The two Snowfall Hall disciples met the Third Young Master's gaze, and through the Third Young Master's eyes, they saw a plain piled with bones, a mountain peak made of white bones, and a disheveled, laughing Asura on the peak. Threatened again by the Third Young Master's cold voice, the two Snowfall Hall disciples' hearts pounded violently, their hearts ruptured, blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they collapsed to the ground, dead.

In the instant the two Snowfall Hall disciples fell, the Third Young Master floated up.

His astonishingly fast lightness skill reached its peak, leaving an indescribable trail of shadows as he swept among the Snowfall Hall disciples, grabbing Qiao Wei and carrying him away. Only when the Third Young Master returned to the carriage did the Snowfall Hall disciples react. One Snowfall Hall disciple glanced at the two Snowfall Hall disciples on the ground and cried out in a sob, "Hall Master! Shen Guanxi and Hong Delun were poisoned to death by Qin Ren!"

Ye Yingxue exclaimed in shock, "What? Qin Ren knows how to use poison?" With that, she floated down the cliff like the wind, drifting towards the Snowfall Hall disciples.

The Third Young Master, however, was already filled with murderous intent. A chilling killing intent churned within the Third Young Master's heart, but the more intense the killing intent, the colder and more ruthless his expression became.

Standing beside the Third Young Master, Qiao Wei felt as if he were standing next to a ferocious beast forged from ice, a beast that emanated a chilling killing aura that sent shivers down one's spine, along with a nauseating stench of blood.

Qiao Wei knew that the Third Young Master was enraged. Trembling, he managed a strained howl: "Third Young Master, these bastards dare to offend you! Kill them all!"

The Third Young Master chuckled coldly: "Of course... I will kill them all!" With a flick of his wrist, five Thunder God Thunderbolts held in his palm whistled and shot towards the group of Snowfall Hall disciples directly opposite!

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Thunder God Thunderbolts, produced under the leadership of the South China Thunderbolt Sect, the foremost sect in the Jianghu for manufacturing mechanisms, hidden weapons, and gunpowder weapons.

Utilizing gunpowder compression technology and a trigger-activated detonation device, a small amount of internal energy, when forcefully thrown at a hard object such as stone, wood, iron, bone, teeth, or even an erection, will trigger a powerful explosion. The

explosive force is immense, capable of destroying everything within a ten-foot radius. Even a master of unparalleled martial arts would be severely injured and rendered impotent if struck by a single thunderbolt.

Qin Ren has now simultaneously thrown five Thunderbolts. In front of him stand eighteen disciples of the Snowfall Hall. Including the two already dead, the Snowfall Hall has deployed a total of twenty-one members for this ambush, including Hall Master Ye Yingxue.

The combined power of the five thunderbolts is a fifty-foot blast diameter, while the eighteen Snowfall Hall disciples, standing relatively close together, occupy only a thirty-foot radius.

By this time, Ye Yingxue was almost upon the spot where her disciples were standing. She saw the Third Young Master throw out five dark objects. Although she didn't know what they were, considering the Third Young Master's reputation in the martial arts world, she knew these five objects were no ordinary items. She immediately screamed, "Get out of the way!"

Unfortunately, she was too late!

Seeing that the five thunderbolts were incredibly slow and completely inaccurate, the disciples of the Snowfall Hall knew that the Third Young Master wasn't skilled with hidden weapons. Five disciples rushed out, laughing wildly as they swung their swords at the thunderbolts. The

steel swords struck the thunderbolts, "Boom boom boom boom boom!" The five thunderbolts exploded almost simultaneously, the deafening sound reverberating. Five miniature mushroom clouds merged and shot straight into the sky, like a black dragon soaring into the heavens.

After the mushroom clouds dissipated, a huge crater, fifty feet in diameter and three feet deep, appeared on the ground. And the eighteen Snowfall Hall disciples were nowhere to be found!

The eighteen disciples of the Snowfall Hall were blasted to pieces almost simultaneously by the force of the explosion. Tiny chunks of flesh and blood, no bigger than a fingernail, flew everywhere, splattering the ground within a fifty-foot radius.

The hurricane from the explosion sent Ye Yingxue flying backward, blowing off the bamboo hat that covered her face, revealing her true appearance!

A collective gasp and swallowing filled the air. Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, drool dripping from their lips, their eyes fixed on Ye Yingxue with greedy eyes.

Her long, black hair danced wildly in the hurricane, her snow-white outfit billowed in the wind, and her face, though not soft and possessing a certain strength, was still stunningly beautiful. Her eyebrows, perfectly proportioned, were both alluring and heroic.

Her glaring eyes were like two talking black grapes, her straight, rounded nose gave her an air of unyielding stubbornness, and her sexy red lips, while not soft, possessed a wildness.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, painting it red and turning her black hair a dark red. This woman, bobbing in the wind, resembled a triumphant female general on the battlefield, heroic and spirited!

This woman was somewhat older, around twenty-three or twenty-four, but time hadn't left many marks on her face; instead, it had given her a mature beauty and sexiness.

Coupled with her masculine beauty, this beautiful woman aroused a strong desire to conquer.

It seemed that only by conquering such a beautiful, wild, and strong woman could one prove oneself a man; if one couldn't conquer her, then one would only be trampled under her feet!

After throwing the thunderbolt, the Third Young Master's gaze remained fixed on Ye Yingxue.

He had anticipated this situation. The Third Young Master naturally knew the power of the Thunder God's Thunder Bomb. The shockwave from the explosion would easily knock back Ye Yingxue, and blowing off her hat and veil would be a piece of cake.

When the Third Young Master saw Ye Yingxue's appearance clearly, a lewd smile appeared on his lips. He licked his lips and muttered to himself, "You bandits, besides robbing money, also kidnap women to take as your wives. Well, today I'll learn from you and kidnap your women to play with! Damn it, if I don't teach you a lesson, how will you know what 'debauchery with other men's wives and daughters is all about, but what can you

do when your wives and daughters are debauched with men' means'? Hmph, I've got you all figured out!" In the Third Young Master's mind, Ye Yingxue couldn't be compared to Xiao Xiangyue, Liu Piaopiao, Lian Zhouluo'er, Qin Ni'er, Qiu Ruomei, Zhen Luo, and the other women. She was completely different from them.

Although Xiao Xiangyue and the other women each had their own characteristics, ultimately, these women all possessed an inner gentleness. But in Ye Yingxue, there was no gentleness. All

the Third Young Master saw was wildness, an unyielding, stubborn, and proud wildness, like a beautiful tigress who looked down on all other creatures except for male tigers stronger than her.

The Third Young Master laughed heartily, a roaring laugh that seemed to echo across the sky!

He pointed his folding fan at Ye Yingxue, who had escaped the hurricane and landed on a massive reclining ox-shaped rock by the stream, and declared loudly, "My favorite saying in life is—'I came, I saw, I conquered!' Now I'm going to apply that saying to you! I've come, I've seen you, and I'm going to conquer you! No matter your name, no matter whose woman you are now, no matter your status, I, the Third Young Master, have declared that I will conquer you, and you will be my woman from now on! No one is allowed to even think about you! Anyone who dares to stop me will only face death!"

This was an absolutely domineering declaration. The Third Young Master, who was usually chivalrous and disdainful of vulgarity, had actually made such a bold statement!

He was a womanizer, not a tyrant who preyed on men and women. Even if he went to someone's house in the middle of the night to drug them and then take advantage of them, that was just a womanizer's duty. Only a tyrant would say something like: "I'm going to kill your man, kill everyone who dares to stop me, and take you home!"

But the Third Young Master is now acting like a bully because he knows that with a woman like Ye Yingxue, you have to be even more domineering and powerful than her to truly handle her.

There are women with higher martial arts skills than Ye Yingxue; at least Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er are superior. However, women like Ye Yingxue, who have become the leader of a sect at such a young age, are extremely rare in the martial arts world, especially since Ye Yingxue's sect is quite formidable—the Chuixue Hall, one of the six major powers in Jiangnan!

Therefore, the Third Young Master is going to use a bullying strategy. Even if he has to be a tyrant who preys on men and women, he will never allow Ye Yingxue to escape from his grasp.

Moreover, the Third Young Master doesn't yet know Ye Yingxue's identity. He instinctively assumes she's a female leader of a bandit group. A lecherous man robbing a bandit is, in a sense, a crime against crime. Even if he, the Third Young Master, forces himself on her, she won't have anyone to report it to the authorities.

The Third Young Master's plan is shrewd, but Ye Yingxue is trembling with anger.

She has never seen such an impudent man before. Which man wouldn't be respectful and deferential to her? She was a woman, yes, but she had never bowed her head to a man; it was always the men who bowed before her!

She single-handedly managed the vast Chuixue Hall with impeccable order, making it one of the six major powers of the Jiangnan righteous path, amassing a fortune of over a hundred million taels of silver. Looking across the entire martial world, which woman could compare to her?

Now, this little lecherous Qin Ren not only cruelly murdered her elite disciples but also kept declaring his intention to conquer her and make her his woman. Given Ye Yingxue's personality, how could she not erupt in fury?

But before she could even make a move, several foolish individuals eager to curry favor with her had already launched their attack with strange howls!

Among the several masters on the cliff, the elderly man with an otherworldly air was the first to let out a long roar, declaring with righteous indignation, "I am Master Liuxiang, the third protector of the Emei Sect! You brat, you speak arrogantly and indiscriminately kill innocents. I will act on behalf of Heaven and first cripple your martial arts!"

Master Liuxiang charged towards Qin Ren, a hidden sword flashing from his sleeve, creating a blinding curtain of bright sword light that enveloped Qin Ren.

The middle-aged scholar waved his folding fan and shouted, "I am Ning Pingzhi, the first disciple of the Qingcheng Sect!" He also swooped down from the cliff top like a large bird, wielding the "Pine Breeze Sword Technique" with his right hand and unleashing the "Heart-Shattering Palm" of the Qingcheng Sect with his left, rushing towards Qin Ren.

The old man with white hair and a youthful face, his hands like chicken claws, roared, "I am Fei Fei, the chief protector of the Kongdong Sect! Shameless brat, take my Kongdong Sect's ultimate technique, the 'Five Floods Palm'!" The dark palm force struck Qin Ren like a raging storm.

The three masters, positioned high above, joined forces to block all escape routes, advances, and retreats. A powerful storm spread outwards from Qin Ren, whipping up sand and stones, obscuring the sky and plunging the world into darkness!

The entire carriage was enveloped in an aura powerful enough to tear everything apart. If the Third Young Master hadn't been standing atop the carriage, it would probably have completely fallen apart by now!

Facing the combined attack of the three masters, the Third Young Master smirked coldly: "Hmph, so you're all experts from reputable sects. Looks like you're not just ordinary thieves. But do you have any semblance of your reputable status? The three of you combined are probably ten times older than me, aren't you? Three famous figures ganging up on a mere fifteen-year-old boy like me, aren't you ashamed? Aren't you embarrassed?"

Qiao Wei had already hidden in the carriage. Seeing the Third Young Master like a small boat in the eye of a typhoon, he couldn't help but call out worriedly, "Third Young Master, either dodge or fight back! What are you doing standing here showing off? Those three old bastards have already been taken down!"

The Third Young Master smiled mockingly, "Old bastards? That title does suit your current behavior. Fine, anyway, this martial world is lawless. Let me, the Third Young Master, show you what law is and what heaven is!"

The three masters were closing in, and under immense pressure, the Third Young Master slowly pushed his palms towards the sky.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his invisibility robe automatically turned blood red in the sunset, reflecting the crimson afterglow and making the Third Young Master appear entirely blood red.

His hair shimmered red, his cheeks flushed, his eyes concealed a hellish abyss, a sea of blood and bones, and his hands were crimson.

One hand could cover the sky, two palms could support the heavens. With the

Heaven-Covering Hand unleashed, the Third Young Master was the sky itself!

His infinitely expanding palms, the infinitely shrinking world, the wildly spinning vortex within his palms, devouring everything, the palm wind and force capable of shattering everything—a killing wind composed of seven different types of power—stormed forth from the Third Young Master's palms.

Two palms supporting the heavens!

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, all the force was absorbed by the vortex in his palms, all the storms were dispersed by the palm wind, and all attacks became nothing but bubbles.

No one could survive the two palms unleashed with the full force of the Heaven-Covering Hand!

Master Liuxiang's sword curtain was torn to shreds. The gleaming, razor-sharp sword shattered into pieces with a crisp sound, the fragments flying back and embedding themselves in Master Liuxiang's body, leaving him riddled with wounds.

Blood spurted out as the palm wind of the Heaven-Covering Hand forced the blood from his body to gush from the wounds pierced by the sword fragments on his back, dancing into a beautiful blood rainbow in the setting sun.

After the palm wind subsided, the palm force struck his body with overwhelming force, instantly turning his already tattered body into a cloud of blood mist with a loud bang, completely pulverized.

Ning Pingzhi, the first disciple of the Alluring City Sect, had his folding fan whipped up by the palm wind and embedded in his own chest. The force of the Heart-Shattering Palm was dispersed by the Third Young Master's palm force, which then easily invaded his heart meridian, shattering his heart instead.

When Ning Pingzhi fell to the ground, he was already a corpse, but he was fortunate enough to have a complete body.

As for Fei Fei, the chief protector of the Empty Sect, his "Five Flood Palms" were on a completely different level from the Sky-Covering Hand. Without much suspense, it turned into a sky full of blood mist, blooming into a beautiful blood flower in the air alongside Master Liu Xiang's blood mist. Reflecting a vibrant blood rainbow in the setting sun, it was quite a sight to behold.

This palm strike stunned everyone present.

Although Master Liu Xiang and the other two were only near-first-rate masters in the martial arts world, their combined attack still possessed the power of a top-tier master. Who would have thought that Qin Ren would kill all three of them with just one move!

The Third Young Master, a mocking smile on his lips, slowly withdrew his palms. The setting

sun was like blood, and the evening wind howled.

The wind in the valley was currently at its strongest, the fierce evening wind blowing the Third Young Master's blood-red invisibility robe and his long hair. The Third Young Master opened his folding fan in the wind, coldly smiling as he surveyed his surroundings.

Once again, that awe-inspiringly handsome aura shone through the world!

Now, however, the Third Young Master's unique "charming aura" was mixed with an indescribable murderous intent, making a purely handsome man exude a bloodthirsty and sinister charm!

Of the eighty-seven people surrounding the Third Young Master, twenty-four were dead, leaving sixty-three.

Among these sixty-three, including Ye Yingxue, there were thirteen women.

The Third Young Master's "charming aura" made all men feel inferior and all women infatuated... That's not true, not all women, at least not Ye Yingxue.

She gritted her teeth as she looked at Qin Ren, as if she had a natural immunity to all handsome men.

Twenty elite disciples of the Snowfall Hall were killed by the Third Young Master with a single blow.

Three near-first-rate experts were crushed by the Third Young Master's palm strike.

This encirclement operation could be considered a complete failure. Not to mention the women who were staring at Qin Ren with infatuated looks, even those men who usually boasted of their heroism, who would dare to attack Qin Ren at this time?

What use were numbers? The Third Young Master's Heaven-Covering Hand, combined with his Asura Demon Eyes, essentially ignored all defenses. One strike, and you'd die whether you attacked or defended!

But Ye Yingxue was unwilling to accept defeat.

"You little lecher, if I don't kill you today, I, Ye Yingxue, swear I'm not human!" Ye Yingxue roared at the Third Young Master, her voice shattered by the evening wind, echoing through the valley.

The Third Young Master chuckled, "Beautiful lady, why make such a heavy vow? You want to kill me, the Third Young Master? No way!" He then swept his icy gaze over the now completely demoralized surrounding group and shouted, "You bunch of bastards, what are you still doing here? Waiting for the Third Young Master to kill you?"

His words were a wake-up call; the surrounding group immediately sobered up and left without a word.

The infatuated women turned back again and again, their eyes filled with reluctance.

Ye Yingxue didn't leave. She looked at those so-called heroes of the righteous path and shouted angrily, "Don't go! You can't leave! Are you really afraid of this lecherous demon? You call yourselves heroes of the righteous path, always boasting about your heroic deeds and chivalry. Why are you all running away now? What are you afraid of? Qin Ren is just a greenhorn. With so many of us attacking together, are we afraid we can't beat him?"

No one paid any attention to her, and everyone quickly disappeared.

Ye Yingxue stared blankly at the retreating figures of those people, muttering to herself, "What's wrong? What's wrong with these people? What's wrong with this martial world? Is chivalry really worthless now?"

Seeing Ye Yingxue's heartbroken and confused state, the Third Young Master couldn't bear it and reminded her, "Don't forget, so-called chivalry is nothing more than giving someone a reason to kill. But those who kill will always be killed. If your own life is in danger if you're trying to be a chivalrous hero, who would still do it? Besides, in this Great Qin Empire, aren't all those heroes of the righteous path and villains of the underworld just a bunch of people? Everyone needs to eat and live. Those who wander the martial world are just people who didn't study hard enough as children to pass the imperial examinations and become officials, so they make a living in the martial world. If being a chivalrous hero might cost them their livelihood, who would do it? That's just how the martial world is. Black and white aren't so clearly defined." Hearing the Third Young Master's seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed reasoning, Ye Yingxue looked bewildered and muttered to herself, "

The ways of the martial world... black and white... what is the martial world... what is black and white... is there no chivalry? Then why do I practice martial arts? To make money? Yes, my establishment has indeed made a lot of money, but a large portion of it goes to helping the poor and supporting disaster relief. Aren't my actions chivalrous? There are many famous heroes in the martial world, and many who value righteousness over life. Are all those people hypocrites? No, it's not like that. Chivalry still exists in the world, chivalry does exist!"

Ye Yingxue's eyes gradually cleared. She raised her head and looked firmly at the Third Young Master: "You're wrong. Chivalry exists in this world! Black is black, white is white, clearly defined, there's no gray area! I'm on the righteous path, you're on the wicked path, it's that simple!"

The Third Young Master shook his head and sighed, thinking that this woman was too stubborn. What kind of bullshit is this talk of the righteous and the wicked? "You martial artists, to use my words from my past life, are 'knights who use martial arts to break the law!' In my past life, every gang was a criminal organization!

'Anyway, you wouldn't understand even if I told you.' The Third Young Master withdrew his murderous aura. In front of a beautiful woman, killing intent was unnecessary; being handsome was the most important thing. Of course, for Ye Yingxue, besides being handsome, one also needed to be domineering!

'Knighthood? Bah! Even chivalry requires capital! In the martial world, might makes right, and the words of the skilled are the truth. If I say I am a hero, a great hero, unprecedented and unparalleled, who dares to say I'm not? Those who say I'm not, I'll kill them all, leaving only those who agree with me. Wouldn't I then become a great hero, a great hero? If I can't do it alone, my whole family will come to help! I, the Third Young Master, will use a golden spear to build a huge harem! Those who oppose me die, those who obey me live, it's that simple! Beautiful lady, don't be so stubborn, you...'" "Just be my woman obediently, and don't worry about the fighting and killing. I, the Third Young Master, said I would make you my woman, and I won't go back on my word. Hmm, give up resisting, come obediently to my side, and I'll pamper you... Hmm, there's another beauty in my car, and it's getting dark, so I, the Third Young Master, can taste the pleasure of having two beauties at once, hiss... Speaking of which, since that night with Qin Ni'er and Lian Zhou Luo'er, I haven't had the chance to have two top-quality beauties at once in so long..."

The flower thief never forgets his job, and as he spoke, his thoughts wandered elsewhere.

The Third Young Master became more and more lewd and vulgar, and the handsome and wicked man completely transformed into a drooling lecher.

As the saying goes, appearance reflects the heart, and the Third Young Master had set his sights on doing whatever he wanted since childhood, to be the one to pluck flowers from the sky. If someone comes to mess with me, I naturally won't give them a friendly look. A little killing intent to intimidate them, killing a few incompetent fake experts, is a last resort. When he encounters beautiful women, the Third Young Master imagines them stripped naked and moaning in bed, his expression naturally having to be utterly lewd.

I, Qin Ren, am the number one womanizer, a thoroughly depraved scoundrel, much better than those hypocritical virtuous men, right? Since I've become this whore, I don't need to maintain a facade of morality. Even if I reform in the future, a facade is unnecessary.

Ye Yingxue sneered. What does utter shamelessness mean? She'd finally witnessed it today.

Perhaps the most shameless person in the world is this Third Young Master of the Qin family—no, not perhaps, but undeniably!

"Shut up! You little lecher, my martial arts are inferior to yours, but I will fight to the death!" The strong woman stopped the Third Young Master's incessant lewd fantasies. By this time, he had already mentioned several positions for lovemaking in bed.

A cold glint flashed in the Third Young Master's eyes as he looked up at the darkening sky. A faint crescent moon had just risen above a mountain peak. "Hmph, a dark and windy night for murder!" the Third Young Master muttered coldly to himself. "Second Brother, I'm not cut out for raping; it's utterly devoid of skill. However, since I've declared I'll conquer this woman, I absolutely cannot let her escape tonight. Luckily, I still have plenty of sleeping pills; let's use them for something more sophisticated!"

With that, the Third Young Master reached into his satchel and pulled out a packet of powder.

Ye Yingxue had calmed down. She held her breath, gathered her strength, and with a powerful leap, she gracefully pounced on the Third Young Master like a white crane. Her longsword was drawn, its light carrying specks of snowflakes that gently drifted towards him.

"Snowflake Divine Sword!"

The Third Young Master shook his head. The Snowflake Divine Sword was indeed powerful, but unfortunately, both of his treasures were impervious to blades and spears. What difference would it make if she stabbed him?

"Clang!" Ye Yingxue's sword pierced the Third Young Master's heart. His invisibility robe and indestructible golden silk armor blocked the sharp edge, neutralizing the sword's internal force.

While Ye Yingxue was still stunned, the Third Young Master flicked his wrist and scattered the packet of powder. A thousand miles of fragrance, carrying a faint floral scent, enveloped Ye Yingxue.

In the third section,

the Third Young Master wrapped his arms around Ye Yingxue's limp body. Ye Yingxue's head rested on his shoulder, her hot breath spraying onto his neck, the fragrance like orchids and musk making him feel refreshed.

"This fragrance… only a virgin has it. I didn't expect her to be a virgin even at this age." The Third Young Master thought wickedly, "Could it be that she knew she would meet me, so she left her virginity for me?"

At this moment, two heads popped out from the car door—it was Qiao Wei and Zhen Luo.

Zhen Luo's big eyes darted around, and she smiled faintly, "Brother Qin, this sister is so beautiful!"

Qiao Wei also praised, "Third Young Master is amazing, you've won over another beauty with ease."

The Third Young Master smiled slightly and said to the two of them, "Luo'er, you go in first, Brother Wei, you come out."

Zhen Luo smiled and shrank back into the car. Qiao Wei opened the car door and got out, turning around to leave the door slightly ajar.

Brother Wei walked to the Third Young Master's side, looking at Ye Yingxue, who was clinging to him and constantly swaying her waist, and said somewhat strangely, "Third Young Master, I just saw this woman, she looked so virtuous, how come now..."

"Lewd, isn't it?" The Third Young Master smiled, gently kneading Ye Yingxue's breasts in front of Qiao Wei. "After being hit by my 'One-Stop Incense,' even a woman with barren skin would open her doors, let alone her!"

Qiao Wei praised, "Brilliant, truly brilliant! Third Young Master, you're unparalleled in your flower-picking skills."

The Third Young Master sighed somewhat forlornly, "Alas, loneliness—who among all the lecherous men in the world can rival me? You would never understand the feeling of being at the top." After

indulging in self-pity for a while, the Third Young Master asked, "Brother Wei, do you think my methods are too despicable? Don't be afraid, tell the truth."

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "Third Young Master, your methods are more than just despicable; they're utterly despicable and shameless. If we're talking about the most shameless person in the world, it has to be you, Third Young Master. But..."

"But what? Don't keep me in suspense, just say it."

Qiao Wei said frankly, "But being despicable and shameless requires skill. Third Young Master, you have the skill to be despicable and shameless; it's a skill you've cultivated yourself. While others are eating, drinking, and having fun, you're practicing your skills; while others are wasting time, you're also practicing. Once you've mastered your skills, you can naturally do what others can't. I don't know much about the ways of the world, but I do know that in this martial arts world, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss, and whoever says the most counts. Let alone using drugs, even if you wanted to force yourself on a woman, how many women could escape your clutches? But Third Young Master, you're a refined thief, disdaining to use force, so using drugs is understandable."

The Third Young Master laughed heartily, "That's good flattery. Brother Wei, tell me again, am I a good person?"

Qiao Wei said frankly, "If you're a good person, then I, Brother Wei, am a saint. You're a bad guy, but besides having a few women..." "I've only killed a few people who wanted to cause you trouble, and I haven't done anything harmful to the country or the people."

The Third Young Master chuckled, "Brother Wei, you've hit the nail on the head. To be honest, I never intended to be a good person. My biggest dream since childhood has been to be a womanizer, seducing all the beauties in the world. As for harming the country or society, I don't have that ambition or the guts! Let others do the really bad things; I, the Third Young Master, will just be a womanizer in peace."

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "Third Young Master, you've ruined the reputations of so many innocent women, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

The Third Young Master smiled wryly, "Struck by lightning? I've already tasted that feeling! Heh, I was struck by lightning before I'd done anything wrong, so if I don't do something now, I'd really be letting that lightning down."

Qiao Wei found it amusing but didn't take it to heart; in his opinion, the Third Young Master was joking.

Who could know that in his past life, the Third Young Master hadn't done anything wrong, yet he was struck dead by a bolt of lightning from the drunken Thunder God.

Having been struck by lightning, he had to do something to justify it, right? This was a major reason why the Third Young Master became a womanizer. "If you kill me for being a good person, then you can't very well strike me for being a lecher, can you? Besides, you promised me 127 years of life. If you strike me dead with lightning just because I did something so bad, then all of you gods are useless; you might as well slit your own throats!"

"Alright, Wei-ge, I'm sorry to trouble you to spend the night outside. I'm going to... hehe..." The Third Young Master saw Ye Yingxue, clinging to him, beginning to emit seductive moans, writhing more and more restlessly. His hand slipped inside Ye Yingxue's trousers, reaching her lower abdomen, where it also became slippery and wet. He knew the potent effects of the drug were intensifying.

Laughing lewdly, he carried Ye Yingxue into the carriage, tossing two thick blankets to Qiao Wei, along with two jars of fine wine and some dried meat.

Qiao Wei chuckled, "Third Young Master, you go ahead with your work. I'll keep watch for you tonight."

Wrapping the blankets around himself to ward off the slightly cool spring night breeze, Qiao Wei looked up at the twinkling stars, sipping his wine and chewing on the dried meat. Amidst the mingled scents of blood and flowers carried on the wind, Qiao Wei's vivid imagination began to conjure up images of the Third Young Master's ecstasy in the carriage.

His ears perked up like a wolfhound's, trying to pierce the thin partition and hear the sounds inside.

"Hey, Third Young Master, you really know how to enjoy life! One emperor and two empresses, flying wing to wing. If I, Qiao Wei, had half your skills, I could do the same!" Qiao Wei took a swig of wine, secretly sighing, "That's how the martial world is, and that's how women who roam it are. If they were truly virtuous women, who would carry a sword and run around fighting and killing in the martial world? Righting wrongs? Bullshit! Women are supposed to stay at home, be good wives and mothers. Who told you to go out into the martial world? Those who go out into

the world are bound to fall sooner or later. Since you've chosen to be out here, you should be prepared to be killed. Falling into the hands of our Third Young Master is truly your good fortune! Hehehe..." The loyal servant mercilessly mocked the women of the martial world, ruthlessly revealing its true nature. This little man, though lacking in extensive knowledge, saw things very clearly.

He knew that the martial world was the human heart.

Because the human heart has good and evil, and greed, that's why the martial world exists.

And those who uphold justice, can you say they have no selfish motives or desires?

That prestigious reputation that shakes the martial world, that glory of being respectfully addressed as "Great Hero" wherever you go, the carefree feeling of eating without paying and receiving profuse thanks from the owner, the exhilarating thrill of killing without consequence, the unbridled joy of drinking and feasting under the moonlight—aren't these what chivalrous people yearn for?

As Third Young Master said, "He who kills will be killed in return." Acting as a hero only gives people a reason to kill.

Even if someone has committed evil deeds but hasn't offended you, why must you stab them in the throat or behead them?

You didn't give them life, so what right do you have to take it back?

Even the most heinous criminals will be judged by the law; but when you kill in a fit of rage, what does that mean? With so-called chivalrous people like you, what use are the yamen, the constables, and the law?

Look at our Third Young Master; he kills too, he even rapes people!

But our Third Young Master is very frank. He kills either in self-defense or to seduce women. He never claims to be a chivalrous hero; he's just a shameless womanizer.

Heh heh, the law? For our Third Young Master, his money is the law, and his power is the law!

Uh, my theory seems a bit bullying. I just said those heroes don't obey the law, and now I'm saying our Third Young Master is lawless because he's capable.

To hell with it, our Third Young Master is a womanizer, on the other side of the world.

Since he's a hero, of course he has to obey the law, while a womanizer, by definition, breaks the law and commits crimes.

Breaking the law is, of course, a womanizer's job!

Heh heh, drinking and eating meat, drinking and eating meat… Hmm, the moans in the carriage seem to be getting louder.

The moans in the carriage have indeed gotten louder, because now it's not just one woman moaning, but two.

When the Third Young Master carried Ye Yingxue in, he didn't say a word, but instead flicked a wisp of perfume into Zhen Luo's nose.

He was joking; the Third Young Master knew with his toes that Zhen Luo would never agree to a relationship with two empresses.

What virgin would want another virgin lying beside her, watching and even sharing the spoils, while her man was having sex with her?

Even in the patriarchal Qin Empire, unless you were a powerful man who commanded all women to fawn over you, the women you slept with had to be naturally promiscuous. Otherwise, having multiple women in one bed was out of the question.

Was Zhen Luo a promiscuous girl?

Absolutely not. Although she acted quite promiscuous while the Third Young Master was teasing her, that only showed how skilled he was, living up to his reputation as the number one womanizer.

But to have sex with both Zhen Luo and Ye Yingxue simultaneously while she was conscious, the Third Young Master knew Zhen Luo wasn't that promiscuous.

Therefore, medicine is necessary; without it, it won't work.

"I only want your body, not your heart!" This was the thought in Third Young Master's mind as he stripped Zhen Luo and Ye Yingxue of their clothes.

Only the body, not the heart—that's the true essence of a womanizer! That's the kingly way of womanizing!

Third Young Master quickly stripped the two women naked, watching their two exquisite bodies writhe and lie before him.

Stimulated by the release of the "Thousand-Mile Fragrance," the two women incessantly stimulated their sensitive areas, their desire overflowing.

Section Four:

The three white, fleshy bodies piled together like a human pyramid, entwined and colliding in a passionate embrace.

The lewd atmosphere filled the small space, and Third Young Master felt as if he were amidst surging waves, traversing a sea of desire, dominating and maneuvering before the two perfect bodies.

Zhen Luo's body was not yet fully developed, still carrying a touch of immaturity. Her breasts, not overly prominent, had pink buds like newly opened flowers, captivating the Third Young Master.

Her skin was as smooth as cheese, emitting a faint fragrance when aroused, her complexion turning pink.

Her waist and long legs writhed restlessly, the still sparse body hair providing an indescribable stimulation.

Ye Yingxue's body, on the other hand, was mature. Her full, firm breasts spoke volumes about her pride.

Years of martial arts training had left her with no excess fat, her body perfectly proportioned, her waist powerful, her legs long and slender yet supple.

Every part of her body was full of movement, her powerful waist movements giving a wild, yet fatally alluring feeling.

The Third Young Master moved between the two bodies like an invincible general on a battlefield.

He charged forward, spear in hand, charging with fierce determination. Once the potent effects of the "Thousand Mile Fragrance" drug took hold, all flirting was unnecessary; the Third Young Master could get straight to the point.

However, he was overwhelmed, juggling two stunning beauties under the influence of the drug – a truly sensual and exhausting task.

Just as he broke through Zhen Luo's defenses, seeing the falling petals, Ye Yingxue clung to him from behind.

Having just taken Ye Yingxue's essence and caused her to ejaculate several times, Zhen Luo, who had been utterly defeated, regained her vitality, extending her delicate arms to embrace the Third Young Master's chest from behind.

Fighting across east and west, north and south, the Third Young Master let out a low, beast-like roar.

Only as dawn broke did the Third Young Master finally subdue the two women, releasing his scorching essence for the fifth time, before collapsing between their breasts and falling into a deep sleep.

Before falling asleep, the Third Young Master was still thinking: "Damn it, harem novels are unreliable! Who can last two hours, or four hours, in one go? Damn it, wouldn't that shorten your lifespan? Even Viagra isn't that powerful! I, the Young Master, have the 'Burning Lust' true qi protecting my body, and the 'Overturning Clouds and Subduing Clouds' divine skill. A normal session only lasts an hour and a half. Two hours? You can keep bragging, keep bragging! If you blow your horn, let's see what you use to cover it up! Besides, isn't what men are after when they're having sex all about that ten seconds of pleasure when they ejaculate? If you do piston-like movements for two hours and still don't ejaculate, even the most patient person would lose their temper! Damn it!"

As the Third Young Master fell asleep, the two women also fell into a deep sleep.

While the Emperor and Empress were asleep, Qiao Wei, who had been tormented all night by the lewd moans and the tantalizing sounds of flesh colliding, was finally able to take a quiet nap.

Unfortunately, this nap wasn't easy; it was already dawn, and the sun had already jumped over the mountains.

Although this path wasn't frequented by many, it was still a place where people occasionally passed by.

Especially since the Third Young Master was currently being framed by some malicious individuals and pursued by chivalrous individuals, and to make matters worse, just last night, over twenty people had died where the carriage had stopped.

This was also due to the Third Young Master's own carelessness; when it comes to killing, one should naturally kill completely, leaving no survivors. However, the Third Young Master wasn't the type to diligently go through the trouble of killing to silence witnesses. If someone willingly offered their neck for him to cut, he would probably do so. But if someone stood too far away, he wouldn't even bother to move.

Therefore, the sixty-odd men and women who had been hunting him last night, these wandering swordsmen, went on to exaggerate the Third Young Master's cruelty, viciousness, shamelessness, and depravity.

The men gritted their teeth and said, "Qin Ren, that beast! Not only is he proficient in the 'Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, Eight Desolations, Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme, Bodhisattva Shakes Head in Fear, Ghosts Cry, Gods Howl, Children Startled, Yin and Yang Reversed, Heaven and Earth Overturned Divine Skill,' but he also knows the 'Soul-Hooking, Spirit-Capturing, Heart-Severing, Lung-Breaking, Staring to Death Without Compensation, Mind-Bewitching Divine Skill.' Furthermore, he's proficient in the 'Invisible, Formless, Soundless, Colorless, Odorless, Poisonless, and Side-Effect-Free Life-Chasing Needle,' and the 'Gods Kill, Buddhas Slay, Buddhas Slay, Seven Orifices Bleed, Lips Turn Blue, Invisible Poison.' These vicious martial arts, terrifying hidden weapons, and astonishing..." The combined poisons he used wiped out our senior experts who went to capture him, and even more cruelly murdered twenty promising, upright, and kind disciples of the Snowfall Hall… What's even more hateful is that he actually… he actually kidnapped Ye Yingxue, the head of the Snowfall Hall, and raped and murdered her in front of us, then raped and murdered her again. We didn't want to watch, but he forced us to watch with poison; it was utterly horrific…”

The others chimed in, “Yes, yes, that's what happened. It's not that we're afraid of death, but…” Qin Ren is truly formidable. We went through a tremendous struggle, a battle of wits and courage, and endured countless hardships to survive.”

The women said, “Oh dear… listen to me! Qin Ren winked at me… Don’t listen to those stinky men. Although Qin Ren knows so many terrifying skills, he’s really handsome! He’s handsome even when he kills. You haven’t seen it, but he kills with that ‘Call to Heaven and Earth Respond, I Alone Am Supreme, Lawless and Unrestrained, One with Heaven and Man’ move…” At that moment, his handsome appearance... Ah, I almost fainted! Originally, Qin Ren didn't want to kidnap Ye Yingxue, he wanted to kidnap someone else. But Ye Yingxue was too shameless, crying and shouting as she pounced on him, forcing him to leave..."

The surrounding women: "You shameless slut! Qin Ren was clearly flirting with me, he wanted to kidnap me! Slut, slut, slut!"

And so, Qin Ren's absolute lewdness and terrifying martial arts skills spread even more and more widely in the martial arts world.

Who says there is justice and fairness in the martial arts world? All justice and fairness are determined by people, and when everyone spreads rumors, those rumors become justice and fairness. It's that simple.

And those who heard these rumors and learned that Qin Ren avoided the main road and took the side road, searched along that side road.

Unfortunately, the Third Young Master was a lecherous man. Having seized the women, he didn't even consider escaping the danger and finding a safe place before pursuing them.

The carriage was parked by the roadside. The Third Young Master was sleeping inside, embracing two naked women. Qiao Wei, wrapped in a blanket and with another blanket on top of him, his head resting on a wine jar, dew clinging to his hair, was also fast asleep. The

bright red sunlight shone on Qiao Wei's face, evaporating the dew from his hair, making him feel warm and comfortable.

Although there was still a slight smell of blood in the air, the faint fragrance of morning flowers and grass was even more intoxicating in the slightly warmer sunlight. Qiao Wei turned over, not wanting to wake up, intending to continue sleeping.

After all, the Third Young Master was sleeping; what was there to rush about for a servant like him?

Just then, the crisp sound of hooves shattered the morning tranquility.

The babbling of the stream, the chirping of the morning birds, the soft murmur of the wind—all were shattered by the rapid hoofbeats.

Wei Ge was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, but he simply turned over and went back to sleep.

The carriage was parked by the roadside, not blocking anyone's way, so why should Qiao Wei care who was traveling so early in the morning?

The Third Young Master inside the carriage was even less concerned, sleeping with two delicate female bodies in his arms, using their breasts as pillows – a feeling that could easily intoxicate a man.

However, the sound of hooves suddenly stopped when it reached the carriage.

Although the Third Young Master was fast asleep, he was still highly skilled in martial arts. Hearing the hooves stop, he immediately sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes, and reached for the clothes scattered all over the floor.

Just then, the whistling of a whip piercing the air came from outside the carriage. A sharp crack followed, and Qiao Wei shouted, "What are you doing? I was sleeping peacefully here, why are you hitting me?"

A haughty, coquettish, and slightly childish yet incredibly beautiful voice rang out, "Hitting you is an honor for a girl. With your wretched appearance, hmph, receiving a whip from me is the greatest blessing you've ever had!" Upon

hearing this voice, the Third Young Master's bones melted. He thought to himself that the owner of this voice was either an extremely beautiful woman or an incredibly ugly woman so ugly that even splashing sulfuric acid would be considered a beauty treatment. A woman with such a beautiful voice could only be one of these two possibilities; there was no middle ground. The lustful Third Young Master, of course, prayed for the former.

Immediately, he quickly dressed, preparing to groom himself before going out to see the beauty.

Viagra said viciously, "You two brats, you think you're so great just because you're pretty? Let me tell you, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she'll have to obediently lie flat on our young master's bed! I don't care for your whip, you brat. If you've got the guts, go and fight my young master's precious spear!"

At this moment, a voice that the Third Young Master would never forget rang out: "You wicked servant, who is your young master? Is he that little lecher named Qin Ren?"

The Third Young Master's face changed. He knew who it was. The second voice was clearly that of Lian Zhouluo'er!

And although the Third Young Master hadn't heard the first voice before, he could guess that it was definitely Qin Ni'er!

"Oh no, oh no, the princess has caught up with me! Damn it, I can't kill her..." The Third Young Master panicked. "Damn it, Wei-ge, you dog of a servant, what are you showing off for? Now that you've said that, considering my character, Lian Zhou and Luo'er will definitely guess that your young master is me!"

Meanwhile, Qiao Wei outside was still smugly saying, "Hehe, you two are smart enough to know my young master's reputation. But let me tell you, my young master isn't a lecherous thief, he's a top-tier flower thief... Ouch..."

A thud came from outside, indicating that Qiao Wei had fallen off the carriage.

"Damn it, we're really exposed now!" The Third Young Master felt a chill, knowing that the two wicked women had already made their move!

~Chapter Five: Each with Their Own Hidden agendas~

Section One

: Two sharp, piercing sounds of sword energy piercing the air rang out. With a crash, the roof and walls of the carriage were cleanly torn to pieces by two gleaming swords, the fragments falling into the roadside stream.

The neatly dressed Third Young Master stood on the bare carriage. Zhen Luo and Ye Yingxue lay on the floor at his feet, covered with thick blankets, but underneath they were naked.

"You wretch, we meet again!" Lian Zhou Luo'er, riding her horse, held the Little Nine Heavens Divine Sword, speaking coldly. She glanced at Zhen Luo and Ye Yingxue lying on the ground, then continued, "I didn't expect you to have harmed two more women. It seems I cannot let you live, otherwise your influence will be endless!"

"Speaking of which, although we had a brief moment of pleasure, we haven't even exchanged a single word!" Qin Ni'er, alluring and seductive, held a short sword no more than a foot and a half long in her small hand, her smile radiant, her eyes flashing with a strange light as she stared at the man who had taken her virginity.

The Third Young Master looked solemnly at Lian Zhou Luo'er, who was dressed in white, and Qin Ni'er, who had a sly smile on her face. He then bowed deeply and respectfully, saying, "Greetings to the two ladies, I, Qin Ren, am very respectful..."

Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er were taken aback. They had not expected that Qin Ren would not be flustered at all and would put on such a righteous and dignified appearance.

The Third Young Master bowed deeply, then slowly straightened up, looking at the two girls with utmost sincerity: "Miss Lianzhou, Miss Qin, why bother? Why suffer like this? We... we'll meet again, wahahaha..." As he said "we," the Third Young Master suddenly leaped backward, displaying his superb lightness skill to its fullest extent, almost instantly covering forty zhang (approximately 33 meters) in distance, only his voice remaining in the air: "I'll trouble you two ladies to take care of these two beauties I recently acquired! If you two find it troublesome, you can escort them back to Xiaoyao Manor for me, or simply kill them! Wahahaha..."

The Third Young Master's figure suddenly made a sharp turn in mid-air, soaring straight upward like a roc rising to the heavens. He used the cliff face for leverage and landed on the top of the cliff, which was over a hundred zhang (approximately 33 meters) high.

The instant the Third Young Master moved, Lianzhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er almost instinctively followed him, unleashing their killing moves as they used their lightness skills.

Two swords chased after the Third Young Master like shooting stars, but neither woman expected that he could change his direction of flight while in mid-air, turning retreat into upward momentum!

The two women lacked this ability, so their swords completely missed their mark. By the time they regained their footing, the Third Young Master had already reached the top of the cliff!

Standing atop a cliff over a hundred feet high, his left hand behind his back, his right hand holding a folding fan, which he slowly waved.

Behind him, a huge sun emitted golden-red light, and the Third Young Master's sapphire-blue robe and long hair fluttered in the wind.

The Third Young Master smiled mysteriously, like a god hidden in the sun, looking down at Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er, whose faces were now pale with rage.

The two women, looking at the triumphant Third Young Master on the cliff top, were seething with hatred, wishing they could tear him to pieces, skin him alive, eat his flesh, sleep on his skin, and smash his bones.

The cliff was over a hundred feet high, and Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er were certainly capable of leaping up it. However, the time it took them to jump was enough for the Third Young Master to escape.

"My two ladies, thank you for seeing me off. I will remember this forever!" The Third Young Master bowed to those below, then, with a long laugh, leaped down the other side of the cliff and disappeared from the women's sight.

"What a cunning little thief! He still managed to escape!" Lian Zhou Luo'er angrily swung her sword, and a hazy sword aura shot out, slicing a boulder by the stream in two.

"Truly utterly spineless!" Qin Ni'er commented on him. "He abandoned his servants and women without hesitation, turned and ran, even demanding that we take care of those two women... This man is utterly heartless!"

Lian Zhou Luo'er said coldly, "Didn't that little lecher say he asked us to take care of those two women, and if we found it troublesome, we could kill them? Ni'er, why don't you go and kill them?"

Qin Ni'er forced a smile and said, "Cousin, Qin Ren is ruthless, but we can't be like him. Those two women are Qin Ren's victims, and they share our hatred. Wouldn't it be better to kill them?" Lian

Zhou Luo'er said, "What do you mean?"

A cruel smile appeared on Qin Ni'er's face: "That little lecher Qin Ren is heartless towards those two women, as long as we..." "If we stir things up, won't Qin Ren have two more enemies who want him dead? And I think that little lecher, though shameless and despicable, wouldn't actually kill a woman. Otherwise, with his incredible skills, why would he run away when he sees us? He's a womanizer; women are his Achilles' heel. If we two properly train those two women, even if we can't catch Qin Ren, he'll eventually come after his two women. What assassination opportunity can compare to the bedroom? I don't need those two women to kill Qin Ren; just cutting off his wicked thing will be enough. Oh, hehehe… Qin Ren is a womanizer; cutting off his manhood would be worse than death!"

Lian Zhou Luo'er was horrified and said, "Ni'er… your plan is too vicious! Qin Ren is wicked..." " It's true that he can't be pardoned, but if we're going to take revenge on him, we can just kill him.

Why torture someone like this?" Qin Ni'er glanced at Lian Zhou Luo'er and said with a charming smile, "Oh, cousin, what do you mean? Does he think that torturing him to the point of wishing he were dead would make you feel sorry for him? Cousin, have you already developed some feelings for that little thief? Do you hate him because he didn't pursue you openly, but instead used those despicable means to get your body? Or is it because you blame him for defiling me when he was thinking of you? Or is it because he wasn't satisfied with getting you and me, but instead went even further, taking in so many other women, which makes you resentful? Tell me honestly, I won't laugh at you."

Lian Zhou Luo'er was stunned, a blush rose on her pretty face, and she stammered, "Ni'er...you, you..." "What are you talking about? That little lecher... that little lecher deserves to die... How could I, your cousin, debase myself like that and develop feelings for that little lecher?"

Qin Ni'er chuckled, "Cousin, despite your formidable martial arts skills and rare talent in swordsmanship, your understanding of human nature and your own heart is practically idiotic. I'm afraid even you don't know what you're thinking, do you?"

Lian Zhou Luo'er silently shook her head, her expression returning to normal, and her tone reverting to its icy hue, "Cousin, do you really understand human nature? Don't forget, you're just a young girl. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go see the two women Qin Renxin has harmed!"

As the two women spoke, they looked towards the carriage, where they saw the two women still fast asleep, while the foul-mouthed coachman had vanished.

"Hmph, that coachman managed to escape!" Qin Ni'er's eyebrows shot up. "With such a foul mouth, he should have had his tongue cut out and fed to the dogs! He got off easy this time!"

Lian Zhou Luo'er said, "That coachman wasn't an ordinary person. We two sisters were talking over here, but even the slightest sound within a hundred feet couldn't escape our ears. We didn't expect him to slip away so silently. Could he be a hidden master?"

The two sisters whispered for a while, then stopped bothering with Qiao Wei's affairs, after all, that foul-mouthed coachman wasn't the main character.

"Hey, cousin, this woman... this woman is actually Ye Yingxue!" Qin Ni'er exclaimed in surprise after recognizing the two women in the carriage, "Wasn't she already..." But she couldn't finish her sentence. No matter how fiery and spoiled she was, those words were impossible to utter.

Lian Zhou Luo'er frowned: "Rumors from the martial arts world are not to be believed. Even with that lecherous Qin Ren, I don't believe he's really the kind of lecherous fiend who sleeps with both men and women."

Lian Zhou Luo'er was quite confident about this. After all, in her opinion, Qin Ren, having obtained beauties like her and Qin Ni'er, would naturally have no interest in ordinary women. As for men, Qin Ren didn't seem like the type to be attracted to men.

"This little girl is quite pretty," Qin Ni'er said, looking at the sleeping Zhen Luo, her delicate hand stroking her baby-like face. "I wonder how Qin Ren would react if I were to scratch her face..." Qin Ni'er smiled maliciously, yet her smile was also alluring, her purple fingernails lightly scraping Zhen Luo's face.

Lian Zhou Luo'er said, "Don't be reckless, cousin. Are you perhaps jealous?"

Qin Ni'er's face turned cold: "Of course! That Qin Ren is going too far. Having gotten you and me, he's still not satisfied and comes to harm such a pure young girl. Humph, I'm not a cruel woman, but once someone becomes my man, he absolutely cannot touch another woman. But that Qin Ren is clearly a daring man who would risk his life for a woman, so to be on the safe side, I had no choice but to castrate him!"

"Then you don't need to take your anger out on her!" Lian Zhou Luo'er sighed. She was a cold-faced but soft-hearted person, and she knew how to distinguish right from wrong.

"This young girl has a face that could bring ruin to a country, she's definitely a femme fatale." Qin Ni'er said, "But what does that have to do with me? I'm just indignant!"

Qin Ni'er was very frank. This girl dared to speak and act, and dared to take responsibility for her actions. She had a very distinct personality.

"Alright, alright," said Lianzhou Luo'er, "Didn't you plan to use them against Qin Ren? Then let's take them away first. Judging from their condition, they must have been drugged by Qin Ren the night he used on us. It's hateful that Qin Ren is so eager for quick success. Why doesn't he just properly pursue a woman instead of resorting to such despicable means?" The two women, while berating Qin Ren, boarded the carriage, wrapped themselves in blankets, and drove off. Their two mounts were also tied to the carriage, trotting along with it.

After the carriage had carried the four women far away, a dusty-faced person suddenly sat up in the crater left by Qin Ren's Thunder God Bomb the night before. After dusting himself off, he revealed a smug face. "Hey, you two little women, how could you possibly understand our young master's thoughts?" This man was none other than Qiao Wei. He hadn't actually run away; he had simply taken advantage of the two women's inattention to lie down in the crater created last night and cover himself with loose soil. He had overheard every word of Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er's conversation and ruthlessly mocked, "As a top-tier flower thief, picking flowers is just his job. Why bother pursuing women? Passing through a sea of flowers without a single petal clinging to you—that's the highest level! Our young master only ever wants the body, not the heart, so of course he'll use the most convenient means! Hehe..." "Hmm, I didn't expect Brother Wei to be such a confidant of this young master." The Third Young Master's voice rang in Qiao Wei's ears like a ghost. Qiao Wei was startled and turned around to see the Third Young Master standing beside him, smiling inscrutablely. "Young Master, why did you sneak up behind me without a word and then suddenly speak? Don't you know that scaring someone can be deadly?" Qiao Wei yelled. "Didn't you just run away? Why are you back? Are you reluctant to part with me? Young Master, you've been so kind to me, I'll never forget you!" Wei Ge was so moved by his own words that tears streamed down his face. He yelled and tried to grab the Third Young Master's leg. The Third Young Master was startled and took several steps back, frowning. "Damn it, what are you saying? What do you mean I'm reluctant to part with you? Don't come any closer, keep at least three steps away! Look at the mud on you, don't get my clothes dirty! I didn't leave, there's no path on the other side of the mountain, where am I supposed to go?" The Third Young Master hadn't actually left. He pretended to leap off the cliff, but in reality, he hadn't left at all. Instead, he had been hiding and spying, and after Lian Zhou, Luo Er, and Qin Ni'er left, he slipped back from behind the cliff. "Third Young Master, those two brats are plotting against you. What do you think we should do?" Qiao Wei had overheard Lian Zhouluo'er and Qin Ni'er's entire conversation and knew their scheme perfectly well. The Third Young Master, however, was too far away to hear their conversation. Qiao Wei then embellished the story of their wicked plan, making the Third Young Master frown. "The mouth of the green bamboo snake, the stinger of the wasp, neither is poisonous, but the most poisonous is a woman's heart. This saying is truly the truth!" The Third Young Master said angrily, "Trying to deal with me? Don't they know how many years they've been eating rice!" After a while of anger, the Third Young Master calmed down, thought for a moment, and said, "Ye Yingxue hates me to the bone. If she could skin me alive, she definitely wouldn't kill me. As for Qin Ni'er, she's a female terrorist, and I can't afford to mess with her. As for Lian Zhou Luo'er, hmph, she's my defeated opponent, so I'm not afraid of her. As for Zhen Luo... that little beauty, I really don't know what she's thinking. But she shouldn't be bewitched by Lian Zhou Luo'er and Qin Ni'er to deal with me. After all, I'm handsome and elegant, although I'm a bit lewd and shameless, I still have things that girls can like." Qiao Wei said cautiously, "Third Young Master, you've played with so many..." "Among all these women, are there any who truly love you?" The Third Young Master thought for a moment and said, "There should be. My second woman, Liu Piaopiao, she definitely loves me sincerely. As for the others, I can't be sure. Who cares? I don't want to be a Casanova, why would I need so many people to like me?" Qiao Wei said, "Young Master, that's not a good situation. It seems that most of the women you've been with hate you. And those women happen to be some of the most beautiful women in the world. You know, there aren't many beauties! If you offend all the beauties and they all form a united front against you, you probably won't be able to continue being a womanizer..." The Third Young Master frowned, then smiled and said, "Oh, Brother Wei, what are your thoughts? Why don't you tell me?" The master and servant sat down on a rock by the stream. The body of the fat monk who had fallen to his death last night was not far from them. The two didn't seem to find it disgusting and began to talk. "Young Master, I may not be very knowledgeable, but I believe that if you wish to be a carefree womanizer, you'll need to be a little cunning and manipulative," the loyal servant said, beaming. "Women, you know, need to be coaxed. A true playboy not only needs to make women fall head over heels in love with him, but also needs to be able to make them leave him on their own after he's had his fun, while he can still play the victim and gain the sympathy of other women." "You mean, you want me to play the Casanova?" The Third Young Master humbly accepted the instruction, thinking to himself that this coachman was indeed a man who had traveled all over the country; although he himself wasn't very capable, he had quite a bit of experience. “Yes, it’s all about playing the Casanova.” Qiao Wei’s expression turned serious. “I know you, young master, like to be carefree, to flit from flower to flower without getting attached. You once told me that to make someone truly like you, you yourself must be sincere; you can’t do fake affection. But have you ever thought about it? The key to this charade is the ‘charade’ itself. If you’re too lazy to even put on an act when it comes to women, how can you expect them not to hate you? In that case, you might as well just go to a brothel, pay upfront, no debts, and you can skip the act altogether.” “Hmm, that’s true, you definitely have to put on an act.” The Third Young Master became interested. “So, according to you, all my previous methods were wrong?” "The methods are correct. Take your drugging, for example; it's certainly the easiest way to get a woman. But after you've had your way with her, you can't just walk away! You have to comfort her, you have to swear you love her. You could even take a knife and cut your own fingers, cut your own neck, even cut your own penis—let your blood speak for itself! Most women are soft-hearted. If you act well, she'll likely be moved and won't care about the methods you used. It's just acting; it won't cost you anything." The Third Young Master was horrified. This Qiao Wei was truly shameless. Compared to Qiao Wei, the Third Young Master felt his own shamelessness was far inferior. "Then wouldn't that make me, the Third Young Master, seem like a hypocrite?" "Hey, Third Young Master, you're a shameless scoundrel yourself, why bother with those empty titles?" Third Young Master chuckled. "Brother Wei, you hit the nail on the head! True, shamelessness and treachery are the way of the scoundrel, not too much of a stretch. But your methods aren't really suitable for me. Playing with bodies is one thing, but if you go so far as to play with emotions, then I'd be worse than an animal." Qiao Wei sneered, "So what if you're worse than an animal? That's how the world is; only scoundrels can live so freely. Third Young Master, if you don't want to feign affection, then see if you can truly fall in love with those women!" Third Young Master thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid not. I only have one heart; I'm afraid I can't divide it into so many parts." Qiao Wei laughed, "That's right. With your personality, I'm afraid you wouldn't be content to love any woman. Why pretend to be virtuous when you've already become a prostitute?"

The Third Young Master remained silent for a long while, then suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother Wei, Brother Wei, hearing your words is better than reading ten years of books! I never expected you to have such wonderful theories, not bad, not bad, they resonate with me! Hmm, once you've become a prostitute, you can't pretend to be virtuous. Since I've become a womanizer, I don't need to uphold those hypocritical morals anymore! Good, good, good! I'll play the role of a Casanova, learn from Lord Wei, and even if I don't love them, I'll still make those women believe that I'm truly in love with them. In any case, when it comes to women, you have to keep your life on your side. If you offend too many people and are constantly being hunted down and plotted against, that's not a pleasant feeling."

The master and servant looked at each other and laughed. The two treacherous villains had devised a vicious plan. Afterwards, Qiao Wei summarized: "I don't have much knowledge, but I've heard some playboys talk about..." The Way of Taming a Woman. Generally, there are two methods. One is to deprive her of food before she's twenty and clothing before she's thirty, kicking her until her nose bleeds if she dares to complain. The second method is to neither hit nor scold her, but to torment her with affection. In my humble opinion, although Third Young Master is vulgar and shameless, he also knows how to cherish women. You can't bring yourself to hit a woman, so the second method suits you best.”

Third Young Master nodded and said, “It's not about cherishing women, it's just that I have a very strong sense of male chauvinism. Asking me to hit a weak woman is really impossible. Women are meant to be cherished. If you hurt her, it won't be enjoyable in bed! Wahahaha…”

This conversation completely overturned Third Young Master's previous views and also created a true Casanova.

Today, the Third Young Master, who had devised this despicable scheme, was still smugly pleased with his decision. "Hmm, with my looks, family background, and martial arts skills, if I really wanted to put on an act, I wouldn't be afraid of those women not falling for my trap. As long as I deal with those women who hate me and make sure they don't cause me any trouble, I can still live a carefree life, indulging in my pleasures. Qiao Wei is a good kid, worthy of being given an important position, truly worthy of being given an important position!"

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