The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng: The Prequel

"Come on, everyone, big and small..." The downstairs of the inn had become a gambling den, with deafening gamblers waking up Lu Xiaofeng who was sleeping upstairs. "Stop it, stop it..." Lu Xiaofeng hated nothing more than being disturbed while he slept, and the noise downstairs quieted down. "Who is this?" a bearded man asked. The others were equally puzzled: "What's going on? Who is it?" The shopkeeper patted the stunned waiter and said, "Looks like customer number three." "Yes, it seems so." The waiter picked up the drinks from the counter and went upstairs. Lu Xiaofeng lazily stretched. The waiter put down the drinks. "You slept for seven days and seven nights! I was so worried. If it weren't for your rosy complexion and even breathing, I would have gone to see a doctor." Lu Xiaofeng didn't get up, his head resting on his arm, and said, "You think I'd sleep to death? Don't worry, I've suffered too much in the first half of my life. I'm not willing to die now. I'll enjoy my future." The waiter chuckled, "Hehe, let me pour you a drink." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, "No need, I like this." He then placed the wine pot against his chest, took a sip, and the wine flowed into his mouth in a thin stream. The waiter watched in astonishment. Lu Xiaofeng finished his wine, smacked his lips, and said, "When a person sleeps, it's like taking a trip to the underworld. If they can wake up, it's something to celebrate. This pot of wine is to celebrate my escape from the gates of hell, so it's called the Resurrection Wine. Living is truly a wonderful thing, don't you think?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at the waiter. "Yes, yes, shall I bring you another pot?" "Hey, do you think I look like a drunkard?" "Yes!" The waiter frowned. "But not quite." "I am a drunkard, and a drunkard with four eyebrows." "Waiter, come down and serve." Just then, someone downstairs called the waiter. "Okay, coming." Lu Xiaofeng got up and stopped him. "Hey, when did this gambling den start downstairs? It's keeping me up all night." "Oh dear, you've been sleeping for seven days and seven nights, and you still haven't slept well?" Lu Xiaofeng turned to look at the door, his eyes sharp. The gambling continued downstairs. "Everyone, stop!" a shout came from upstairs. Everyone stopped and looked up. Lu Xiaofeng leaped down, dressed in a purple-blue satin robe, exuding an imposing aura. He frowned at the crowd, walked to the center, and clapped his hands: "The weather is so nice, why are you all hiding here? Look how noisy and polluted it is! You should be out on the street, not wasting your precious youth at the gambling table!"
"Hey, who's he? What's he doing?" The burly man with the beard slapped Lu Xiaofeng: "Hey, who are you? What right do you have to tell us whether we're gambling or not?" "Yeah, what right do you have?" everyone jeered. Lu Xiaofeng raised a hand, signaling to stop. "My name is Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows." "Who is Lu Xiaofeng? Never heard of him, where did he come from?" "I've been wandering the martial world for so many years, how come I've never heard of your name?" "Of course you haven't heard of him, because I'm still a nobody. But..." Lu Xiaofeng paused. "But what?" The burly man stroked his beard and asked, "But I will soon be famous throughout the world, renowned throughout the land." "Hahahaha~" The crowd roared with laughter. "So he's a madman, but he's quite the braggart." "That's right, ignore him, let's play, let's play." The bearded burly man shook the dice. "Place your bets." "Open!" Just as he was about to open the lid, Lu Xiaofeng grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?" "Listen to my advice, stop gambling. Do you know how many people have lost their families and lives because of gambling? It's truly tragic. I have a friend..." "Alright, alright, what does it matter to you if your family is ruined? Mind your own business." He raised his fist, signaling Lu Xiaofeng to mind his own business. Lu Xiaofeng didn't even blink. "You're right, your families being ruined and your lives broken is none of my business, but your gambling here is." "Heh~" The big man turned around. "What does it matter?" "I was sleeping soundly upstairs, but you guys were shouting and yelling, waking me up. Doesn't that count as having something to do with me?" "What?!" "We'll gamble, you sleep. If you can't stand the noise, go sleep somewhere else." "I'm a special person; it's so hard to find a bed where I can sleep soundly. I finally found one here, and I was sleeping peacefully when you woke me up. Well, if you want to gamble, please go somewhere else so I can sleep a little longer." "Say so much nonsense, take your hand off me." "Looks like you're not going to let me sleep. It seems there's only one way to stop you from gambling: win it all from you." With that, he slammed his hand on the table, sending all the dice flying into the air, shaking and rattling. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the air. Suddenly, the dice landed on the table, the lid closing perfectly. Lu Xiaofeng said, "Watch closely." He lifted the lid, and everyone opened their own, discovering they each had three sixes. The crowd gasped in surprise. Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "You've all lost. No more money to gamble. You should leave now." The crowd looked at each other, shaking their heads and sighing. Lu Xiaofeng exchanged his chips for silver notes at the shopkeeper's. "Sir, I've truly seen something amazing today!" the shopkeeper said enviously. Lu Xiaofeng smiled, took out a silver note, and tossed it to the shopkeeper, "Here's a reward for you." The shopkeeper grinned, "Sir, you're truly a master of martial arts, and so generous! Sir, you must come again!" And so, Lu Xiaofeng took his silver notes and walked into the street.
Now, Lu Xiaofeng, dressed in fine clothes and clutching a stack of silver notes, was immediately surrounded by a group of beggars as soon as he stepped out of the inn. "Grandpa, please have mercy, give me some pocket money, grandpa!" "Grandpa, please have mercy!" "Please, grandpa!" Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng tossed all the silver notes into the air. "Here, take them all." The beggars scrambled to pick them up. "Money spent will return, it's all just material possessions," he said indifferently. Suddenly, a beggar behind him shouted, "Fake!" Lu Xiaofeng froze, stopped, and turned around. Then, footsteps sounded, and a group of constables quickly surrounded Lu Xiaofeng, drawing their knives and pointing them at him. Two constables stepped forward. One pointed at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "How dare you use counterfeit silver notes in broad daylight! Come with us!" "Hey, wait!" Lu Xiaofeng stopped him, pointing to the silver notes he had just seen. "Where are those silver notes? I..." "Flying Dragon and Iron Horse are here. Do you think you can run away?" Luo Ma said. "So it's the famous Constables Jiang Long and Luo Ma. It's like this, those silver notes were exchanged at the gambling den. If they're fake, you can confiscate them." After saying that, Lu Xiaofeng tried to leave. "Hmm!" Jiang Long stopped Lu Xiaofeng. "You can't even lie properly. Gambling has always been strictly prohibited here. Where is the gambling den?" "Come on, come with us to the yamen." "Wait a minute, there's no gambling den here?" If there's no gambling den, then what was that I just saw? "Hmm." "Alright, come with me and take a look." Saying that, he led the constables around and headed towards the inn. ... The inn was still very lively, but everyone was busy eating and drinking. There was no gambling. "Where's the casino?" "Just now..." Lu Xiaofeng clearly couldn't believe it. He waved his hand, "Waiter!" "Yes, sir, what can I do for you?" The waiter who ran over wasn't the same one from before. "Where's that waiter? The silver note he gave me was fake." "Oh, sir, to be honest, this is a small business, I'm the only waiter." "What?" Lu Xiaofeng asked. Seeing this, Jiang Long said, "What else do you have to say?" "Be honest and come with us." Lu Xiaofeng clearly sensed something was wrong. "Wait." He walked to a table, placed his hands on it, and said, "You went to all this trouble just to take me back to the yamen, didn't you?" With that, he slammed his hand on the side of the table. The table flipped over, clearly a gambling table. Lu Xiaofeng looked at the table, crossed his arms, and smiled coldly. “Hehe,” Jiang Long wasn’t annoyed that his little trick had been exposed. “Lu Xiaofeng, you’re definitely not an ordinary nobody. Your eyes are really sharp.” “A nobody is a nobody, but I still have this intuition,” Lu Xiaofeng said. “This inn is a carefully laid trap, just waiting for me to fall into it.” “Now it’s not up to you whether you come with us or not.” “Indeed, it’s not up to me. Fine, I won’t mind going for a walk with you.” Jiang Long gestured to Luo Ma and turned to follow Lu Xiaofeng. When the prisoners saw someone come in, they all crowded to the door and shouted, “Let me go…” Lu Xiaofeng said helplessly, “Everyone, I really sympathize with you. But staying in this kind of environment all day, even good people will turn into ghosts.” These words were clearly meant for Jiang Long and Luo Ma behind him. “Enough nonsense, let’s go.” Luo Ma waved his hand menacingly. "Sir, please have mercy, sir..." the prisoners continued to plead, "Let us out, sir." Jiang Long led Lu Xiaofeng to a noticeably quieter cell. The cell was large, but only one person was inside. "Zhu Ting," Jiang Long called out. Zhu Ting, who had been looking down, raised his head, his face showing no trace of dejection, but rather a slight smile. "The person you're looking for has arrived," Jiang Long said. "You're Lu Xiaofeng?" Zhu Ting asked, looking at Lu Xiaofeng who was leaning against the door. Jiang Long and Luo Ma exchanged a puzzled glance. "Don't you know Lu Xiaofeng?" "Of course not," Zhu Ting said matter-of-factly. "Then why do you want to see him?" "Can't I see him just because I don't know him?" "Stop playing tricks," Luo Ma said fiercely. "We've found the person you want to see. Confess now." "I have nothing to confess. I brought him here to clear my name," Zhu Ting replied. “Zhu Ting,” Jiang Long called out, “I’m sparing you torture because of our past acquaintance, so don’t try anything funny.”
“I’ve told you everything I can, and…” Zhu Ting paused. “And what?” Luo Ma asked. “And if I wanted to play tricks, could you even keep me locked up?” Zhu Ting glanced disdainfully at the chains binding him, then with a flick of his wrist, unlocked the chains with his long fingernails in the blink of an eye, freeing himself. Jiang Long, Luo Ma, and Lu Xiaofeng stared in disbelief. “Ah,” Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed, clapping his hands a few times, “Zhu Ting truly lives up to his reputation. Although you don’t know me, I’ve long heard of the world’s number one craftsman, Zhu Ting of the Lu Ban Divine Axe Sect.” He raised an eyebrow. “Zhu Ting, are you planning to escape?” Jiang Long threatened Zhu Ting. Zhu Ting smiled and said, "I built this prison myself, and I know every part of it like the back of my hand. If I wanted to escape, I would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?" "Then you..." Luo Ma wanted to say something, but couldn't get the words out. "Two constables, although I greatly admire this Zhu Ting, this place seems to have nothing to do with me. I can leave now." After saying that, Lu Xiaofeng turned to leave. “No,” Jiang Long stopped him. “You can’t leave yet.” “Why shouldn’t I leave? He wants to see me. I’m already here, but we don’t know each other and have nothing to say. What use am I here?” At this moment, Zhu Ting spoke up: “Do you know why I asked you to come here?” “I think you just want to stall for time,” Lu Xiaofeng replied.
“No, you’re wrong.” He turned and glanced at the cell, saying, “You’re familiar with this cell too, aren’t you? Come here.” Zhu Ting turned and removed the straw from the bed. Jiang Long and Luo Ma went over and saw that it clearly read: “Lu Xiaofeng, farewell.” The two understood. Luo Ma rushed over and said, “Lu Xiaofeng, so you’re an escaped prisoner.” Lu Xiaofeng turned his head away, not wanting others to see his embarrassed expression. Zhu Ting continued, "This cell was originally designed to hold hardened criminals. There's nowhere to go, and countless notorious bandits have died here. But only one person escaped—that's you, Lu Xiaofeng. Although I don't know you, I believe you can clear my name." Lu Xiaofeng chuckled coldly. "Lu Xiaofeng, what are you laughing at?" Luo Ma asked. Lu Xiaofeng pointed at them, "You people are really interesting. How do you know I won't help?" "I don't have that confidence. If you're unwilling to help, there's nothing I can do. Just consider it making another friend before you die," Zhu Ting said. Lu Xiaofeng turned around. "Alright, we can be friends, but as for help, I'll have to think about it." Jiang Long sneered, "I'm afraid you can't refuse. Anyway, you're a fugitive. Once you're in prison, don't even think about getting out." Lu Xiaofeng glared at Jiang Long and said, "Looks like I'm in a bind." "Sorry, I dragged you into this too." Zhu Ting bowed to Jiang Long and Luo Ma according to the rules of the martial arts world. "Both of you, constables, please go outside for a moment. I have something to say to Master Lu." "You..." Luo Ma was very indignant. "Fine, let's go out." Jiang Long pulled Luo Ma out.
Outside the cell, Luo Ma said to Jiang Long, "That Zhu Ting kid is playing us." Jiang Long ignored him and pressed his ear against the door to eavesdrop. “I’ve always worked for the government; I felt it was more peaceful that way,” Zhu Ting said, sitting on the stone bed. Lu Xiaofeng stood with his arms crossed. “You must have quite a reputation in the martial arts world.” “After all, our Lu Ban Divine Axe Sect is considered a sect in the martial arts world. I never thought that after working for the government for so many years, I would actually run into trouble.” Zhu Ting sighed. “What happened?” Zhu Ting took out a silver note from his clothes and said, “Have you ever used this kind of silver note?” Lu Xiaofeng walked over, took it, and looked at it. “Of course I have. Datong Treasure Notes are the most reputable silver notes on the market right now. They have branches all over the country, and it’s easy to deposit and withdraw.” “Datong Money House is so powerful because it has two major backers. One is the famous and incredibly wealthy Hua family, and the other is the current imperial court.” “I didn’t know that. I didn’t know the imperial court also does business.” Lu Xiaofeng handed the silver note back to Zhu Ting.
"What about Zhu Ting?" Lu Xiaofeng turned to look inside the room and said, "He's hung himself back up again. He seems to really like that position to rest." Jiang Longluo immediately went back to check and found it to be true.
"Officers, there's nothing else for me, so I'll head back now." As soon as he left the cell, Lu Xiaofeng prepared to slip away. "What did Zhu Ting tell you?" Luo Ma asked. "Alright, I'll tell you everything Zhu Ting told me, and then this matter will be none of my concern..." Lu Xiaofeng was clearly pleased, but he was dreaming. "What did you say!" "Don't forget you're a serious criminal who escaped from prison; I can arrest you anytime. If you help us with this, I promise I won't bother you with this matter again." Jiang Long promised. "Tch, I really can't do anything with you guys." Lu Xiaofeng was speechless. "A scholar encountering a soldier—reason is useless. Zhu Ting told me that there's only one person in the world who can forge his printing plates, named Yue Qing, his fellow disciple. Once we find Yue Qing, everything will be clear." "Don't think we're all useless. We already know about Yue Qing's situation and have sent people to investigate. Yue Qing died of the plague seven years ago." Luo Ma looked at Lu Xiaofeng with disdain. Lu Xiaofeng wasn't angry. "There are real and fake deaths. Did you see his body?" "Body? We didn't see the body. People who die from the plague are cremated directly, and their ashes are enshrined in the Yunjian Temple outside the city." "Then, Yue Qing had a daughter. Do you know her whereabouts?" "We looked for her, but the girl was still young at the time. After Yue Qing died, no one knew anything about her." Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have expected this, raising an eyebrow. "Zhu Ting did tell me how to find this girl." "What way?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled and turned around. "This concerns a girl's secret. How can I tell you?" "Tell me!" Luo Ma said angrily. Lu Xiaofeng turned around. "Alright, I might as well tell you. Yue Qing's daughter had a birthmark on her chest, which Yue Qing then embellished by tattooing it into the shape of an axe, since the axe is the symbol of the Lu Ban Divine Axe Sect. However, telling you won't help, as rough men like you have little chance of seeing a young woman's breasts anyway." Lu Xiaofeng's tone was slightly sarcastic. "Hey!" Luo Ma was about to retort when Jiang Long stopped him. "In that case, to solve the case, please go find Yue Qing's daughter first," Jiang Long said. "Then give me something first." Lu Xiaofeng smiled and asked, "What is it?" "Money." "Money?" Luo Ma's voice rose noticeably. "What money?" "What money did you say?" Lu Xiaofeng leaned closer. "Since you want me to solve a case involving silver notes, you should at least give me a silver note as a token." So Jiang Long sent someone to fetch some silver notes. "Wow, this is the first time in my life I've seen so many banknotes!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed. "These banknotes look exactly like the real ones, but the serial numbers printed on them are all duplicates. The bank will only discover this when they're checking their accounts, and by then it'll be too late," Jiang Long explained. Lu Xiaofeng took out a small stack, waved it, and said, "Alright, no need to say more, let me borrow these." "Sure, they're all stolen goods anyway." "Let me know as soon as there's any progress." Lu Xiaofeng took the banknotes and left happily. The two constables watched Lu Xiaofeng leave from the prison gate. At this moment, Hua Manlou also came out, dressed in white, still as elegant as ever. "Young Master Hua." "This man is frivolous and slippery, indeed not trustworthy," Hua Manlou said, fanning himself with his fan.
"Young master, what should we do now?" Hua Manlou seemed to have been prepared, taking out a white porcelain bottle and handing it to Jiang Long: "Give him this medicine, and I guarantee he'll come back to you within three days."
After obtaining the fake silver notes, Lu Xiaofeng went to Datong Money Exchange to exchange them for silver. "One note for cash, the rest for 100 taels each." Lu Xiaofeng counted the silver notes in his hand and then threw them to Qian Laoda, the manager of Datong Money Exchange. "Eh, good, good, good." Qian Laoda took the silver notes and saw that they were all numbered 982. He looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment. Datong notes can be exchanged for 1,000 taels of cash, and 11,000 taels of silver notes are all 100 taels each." Soon, a clerk brought the silver. Lu Xiaofeng looked at the silver with satisfaction, picked it up, and left. "Fourth brother!" After Lu Xiaofeng left, Qian Laoda's expression changed instantly, and he called out seriously, "Follow him." A burly man with a scar on his left cheek came out and responded.
Lu Xiaofeng entered an inn. The waiter, seeing a guest arrive, greeted him, "Oh, sir, please have a seat." He wiped the table. "Sir, what would you like to order?" Lu Xiaofeng, without blinking, tossed out two silver ingots. "Prepare a table of fine food and wine, and call two girls to accompany you." The waiter stared at the two large silver ingots, smiling covetously. "Alright. Just you, or have your guests not arrived yet?" Lu Xiaofeng pointed to himself, saying, "Just me. No, I'm treating today. All the guests eating here today will have their bills on my tab." "Come, come, listen to me," the waiter beckoned to the assembled guests. "This gentleman is treating today, and all your bills will be on his tab. Come, come, everyone, let's toast him!" The crowd cheered, "Yes, toast him..." Lu Xiaofeng seemed very satisfied with this outcome, gesturing with his hand, quite pleased with himself. Soon, the girls arrived. Upon seeing the man sitting there, Rongrong knew immediately: "So it's this guy. I'll make him pay.
" A woman in an orange dress raised a glass of wine to Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng took the glass and drank it all in one gulp. "Excellent. The wine is fine, and you are even more beautiful." The woman accompanying him smiled shyly. Those around them couldn't help but praise him. Lu Xiaofeng turned around and clasped his hands in a fist salute to those around him. "You flatter me." Little did he know that the beautiful woman beside him had slipped a drug into his wine glass while he was turned away. The woman raised her glass and smiled sweetly. "Young master, another glass." Lu Xiaofeng took the glass, brought it to his nose, and smelled it. Something seemed off. He put down the glass and asked the woman, "Miss, you look familiar. Have I seen you before?" The woman covered her mouth and smiled, giving him a flirtatious wink. "This humble servant doesn't recall ever seeing such a handsome young master as you, hehe~" In her heart, however, she was cursing, "Have you really forgotten me?" "I remember!" Lu Xiaofeng smiled, pleased that someone praised his handsomeness. "So, what's your name?" The woman replied gently, "My name is Rongrong." "Rongrong? What a nice name. What's your surname?" "My maiden name is Yue." "Oh? Yue?" Lu Xiaofeng was startled upon hearing this, then leaned closer to Rongrong and asked, "Then may I ask if you have an axe tattoo on your chest?" As he spoke, he reached out to lift the woman's collar to see clearly. "Ah!" Rongrong shouted angrily, "How can you be so frivolous, young master? Although I am a courtesan, I sell my art, not my body." Lu Xiaofeng said sullenly, "Don't misunderstand me, I didn't mean that." The woman didn't listen to his explanation, stood up angrily, called another woman, and left together. "Hey, let's continue drinking." Lu Xiaofeng stood up, wanting to persuade the two women to stay, but they had already left. Lu Xiaofeng sighed, looked down at the wine on the table, raised his cup, and drank it down. As soon as he took a sip, he sensed something was wrong. The people who had been surrounding him vanished instantly, and an uninvited guest arrived at the inn—Jiang Long and Luo Ma. "Lu Xiaofeng, you're really unreliable! Using fake banknotes from an investigation to drink and seduce women!" Luo Ma accused. Lu Xiaofeng, still holding his cup, said, "You're wronging me. My banknotes have already been exchanged for cash at Datong Money Exchange." "Isn't that the same thing?" "No." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head. "Banknotes, if they can be exchanged for cash at a money exchange, even fake ones can become real."
Jiang Long didn't argue with him. "Lu Xiaofeng, the wine you just drank has been laced with a three-day heart-draining poison. If you don't find any clues in the fake banknote case within three days, you'll die of poisoning." "A three-day heart-draining poison?" Lu Xiaofeng clearly didn't believe it. "Look at your wrist." Lu Xiaofeng pulled up his sleeve, revealing his arm, where a one-inch-long red line had appeared. "If you don't get the antidote within three days, you'll die of unbearable pain," Lu Xiaofeng sneered. "You think I'm afraid of death?" Luo Ma also sneered. "If you investigate the case properly, we'll give you the antidote later." Lu Xiaofeng raised his hand. "No need," he said, turning to leave. "Everyone dies eventually. I've long been prepared for this. So be it. I don't need any antidote. I just hope you won't look for me again before I die, so I can die peacefully." Jiang Long and Luo Ma hadn't expected anyone in this world to be so unafraid of death. They stared at Lu Xiaofeng's departing figure, stunned. "What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying? Farewell." These were the last words they heard.
Lu Xiaofeng bid farewell to Jiang Longluoma and walked away alone with a carefree air. As he walked, he sensed someone following him. He guessed it was Jiang Longluoma, unwilling to give up, insisting on following him, so he pretended not to notice and walked out of the city gate. Beside the city gate stood an old locust tree thicker than a person. Lu Xiaofeng quickly hid behind the tree, squatted down, and put his fingers in his mouth, trying to spit out the wine he had just drunk. Unfortunately, after trying for a long time, not a single drop came out. Lu Xiaofeng touched his neck and said, "What a potent poison! I can't even spit it out." He pulled up his sleeve; the red thread on his left hand had still extended several inches. Lu Xiaofeng was very anxious. "Tea for sale! Anyone want some tea?" At that moment, a vendor's voice called out from behind him. Lu Xiaofeng stood up and called out to the burly tea seller, "Hey, a bowl, please." The man scooped a bowl of tea from the bucket and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng. "A cup of tea, to wake you up." Lu Xiaofeng drank the tea in one gulp. Just as he was about to hand the bowl back to the tea seller, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His vision blurred, and he collapsed, unconscious. The tea seller immediately picked him up and carried him away.
When Lu Xiaofeng regained consciousness, it was already dark. He was lying in an unfamiliar house, with two men in front of him. "Master Lu, you're awake." The one who spoke was Boss Qian. Lu Xiaofeng pointed at him and said haltingly, "Aren't you... the owner of Datong Money Shop?" Boss Qian chuckled, "Master Lu, you have a good memory. But I'm not the owner. I'm the general manager of seventy-two Datong Money Shops across the country. My surname is Qian, and everyone calls me Boss Qian." "Oh dear," Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head, teasingly saying, "You really know how to use your surname! Running a money shop and still having the surname Qian?" "I'm sorry for making you laugh, Master Lu." Lu Xiaofeng struggled to stand up, and Boss Qian reached out to help him, but Lu Xiaofeng shook off his hand. "You've bewitched me, what do you want with me here?" he said impatiently. Boss Qian didn't mind and said, "To be honest, Master Lu, I have a favor to ask." He then knelt down. Lu Xiaofeng pulled him up: "Just say what you have to say, why be so polite?" Old Qian didn't get up, saying, "Master Lu, I'm the biggest victim of the counterfeit banknote case. The 200-year-old Datong Money Shop is about to fall into ruin in my hands." "Is it that serious? Just be careful and don't accept duplicate banknotes." "Master Lu, you don't understand. The most important thing for us in the money shop is our reputation. These counterfeit banknotes are exactly the same as the real ones; we don't know which ones are genuine. If we don't exchange them, we'll ruin Datong Money Shop's reputation. Besides, the imperial court forbids us from publicizing this matter, but secrets don't stay hidden forever. Once this counterfeit banknote scandal gets out, everyone who deposited money in the money shop will come to exchange their silver, and my Datong Money Shop will go bankrupt immediately." Old Qian explained. Lu Xiaofeng nodded in understanding, "I see." "Master Lu, the counterfeit silver notes are now affecting the circulation of gold and silver throughout the country. If this is investigated, my head will be in danger. I can only beg you, Master Lu, to solve the case quickly, otherwise I..." He was about to continue when Lu Xiaofeng stopped him: "Wait a minute, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I really don't want to have anything to do with the imperial court." The martial world is my place, Lu Xiaofeng's place of freedom. Hearing that Lu Xiaofeng was unwilling to help, Boss Qian became visibly anxious, "Master Lu, as long as you can help me, I will definitely use all my savings to give you a satisfactory reward..."
“Hey, hey, hey,” Lu Xiaofeng stopped him, “I don’t care about the money.” “Then what do you want, Master Lu? I’ll do whatever I can.” Lu Xiaofeng was silent for a moment, then turned around and saw Qian Laoda’s hopeful face. He sighed, “Alright, I’m the kind of person who responds better to kindness than force. No matter how Jiang Long and Luo Ma threaten me, I won’t help them, but with you kneeling like this, I really can’t think of how to refuse you…” Qian Laoda stood up happily, as if his wish had been fulfilled… Qian Laoda took out a small iron box, took out the silver notes inside, and handed them to Lu Xiaofeng, “These are the duplicate silver notes we’ve recently collected, almost 400,000 taels. If this continues, the money shop will surely collapse. They’re all 1,000 taels each. They’re just like the real ones. If they weren’t duplicates, no one could tell the difference.” Lu Xiaofeng took the fake silver notes, examined them carefully, studied them for a long time, and said, “A 1,000 tael silver note is definitely not something an ordinary person could have.” “And then?” Lao Si asked. "Besides, look, there are wine stains on this banknote. It seems it was used at a banquet." He brought the banknote to his nose. "Not only are there wine stains, but there's also the scent of rouge. Not only was there a banquet, but there were also very pretty girls serving the drinks." As he spoke, he imagined the scene. The fourth brother asked disdainfully, "How do you know if the girls serving the drinks were pretty?" "This kind of rouge from the Western Regions' Great Yue Kingdom costs hundreds of taels a box. Ordinary girls serving drinks can't afford it." He finished speaking and raised an eyebrow at the fourth brother. Old Master Qian exclaimed, "Master Lu is indeed remarkable, but what use are these clues?" "To be willing to spend such a large sum of money at a banquet, one must be a wealthy merchant or tycoon. Old Master Qian, do you know any places nearby where these people would spend lavishly, like a large casino…?" "Gambling is banned here for years; I haven't heard of any casinos." "It must be a den of iniquity filled with fine wine, women, and temptations…" Old Master Qian said, "Isn't the place you're talking about the Pleasure Pavilion?" Old Master Qian frowned and angrily rebuked Old Master Qian, "Old Master Qian, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Xiaofeng's intuition told him it must be this place. "What Pleasure Pavilion?" "Legend has it that there's a place nearby called the Pleasure Pavilion…" Fang, there are gambling games, wine, and women. Many martial arts people and wealthy businessmen often go there to gamble. "Then where is this Paradise Building?" "No one knows where this Bliss Building is." Because according to legend, the building can fly. It only appears at night and disappears at dawn. Lu Xiaofeng thought this was strange, "That's strange. Have you been there?" The fourth child rolled his eyes, "I'm not good at gambling, so I haven't been there." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly thought of something and raised the corners of her mouth, "I think of a person. He must know the location of Jile Building." "Then, Mr. Lu, I'll leave this matter to you." "
Tonight is the Lantern Festival held once a month, and the streets are extremely lively. There are colorful fireworks in the sky, lighting up the night sky; lanterns are hung all over the place, and the cries of vendors can be heard everywhere, and children are happily playing with fireworks... Tonight, unmarried girls can also go out and wander around the streets in the company of four or five. Among the crowd, a young man in white is particularly eye-catching. Immaculate and untouched by the world, he seemed detached from the mundane realm. A folding fan unfurled a white jade pendant, its surface gleaming. "Wow, who's this young master? He's so handsome..." The women around him stared intently at the passing gentleman. Some noticed his striking good looks, but others noticed something else entirely. Behind a lantern, a short man with shifty eyes fixed on the white-clad gentleman. His gaze was fixed on the white jade pendant on the fan. "Wow, what an exquisite pendant! Top-quality jade, superb craftsmanship! I'll take it today!" The white-clad gentleman continued walking, fan in hand, seemingly oblivious to the man's words. The man chuckled slyly and vanished in an instant. As he pretended to brush past the white-clad gentleman, he subtly pulled down the pendant. The white-clad gentleman, unaware, continued walking, without a trace of unease, only a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. After succeeding, the man looked smugly at the fan pendant in his hand and muttered, "Useless young master, all show and no substance." "Ah!" A pebble suddenly struck Sikong Zhaixing on the head, and he screamed. Then, a figure flashed past and disappeared into the distance. He immediately gave chase, "Stop! Don't run! Stop!" Sikong Zhaixing followed the figure to a grove of trees, but the person had already vanished.
"Lu Xiaofeng, come out! I know it's you! Come out! There are many people in the world with excellent lightness skills, but there are only two I can't catch. One is Ximen Chuixue, and the other is you, Lu Xiaofeng! But only you, Lu Xiaofeng, are so bored and like to play tricks on people. Come out here!"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng landed behind Sikong Zhaixing and kicked him in the buttocks, causing Sikong Zhaixing to cry out in pain.
"It's been so long, and you're still as sarcastic as ever. I heard you've retired from the thieving world," Lu Xiaofeng said, pointing at Sikong Zhaixing with a playful smile.
Sikong Zhaixing feigned grievance, saying, "Retiring from the thieving world is for rich people. If I had money to buy a golden basin, I wouldn't need to roam the martial world anymore."
"The world's number one thief, how could you not afford a golden basin?" Lu Xiaofeng, naturally skeptical of Sikong Zhaixing's nonsense, asked with a smile.
Sikong Zhaixing immediately corrected Lu Xiaofeng's slip of the tongue, retorting, "It wasn't stealing, it was borrowing! I just saw something I liked and borrowed it to play with for a few days. I'll return it to its owner when I have the chance."
"That kind of opportunity is rare. This fan pendant is nice; I'll return it to its owner for you." Lu Xiaofeng turned and walked away slowly. Having known Sikong Zhaixing for a long time, he naturally knew Sikong Zhaixing's weaknesses.
Sikong Zhaixing hurriedly caught up, saying, "Oh, no need to trouble yourself, give it to me. I just borrowed it to play with for a couple of days."
"Then I'll play with it for two days," Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.
"You really won't give it back?" Sikong Zhaixing asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng threw the thing back to Sikong Zhaixing, saying, "Okay, here you go."
"Lu Xiaofeng, you tricked me. Humph!" Sikong Zhaixing took the thing, found it was just loose silver, and immediately stuffed it into his pocket. Lu Xiaofeng turned around, handed over the fan pendant, and laughed, "Okay, here you go!"
Since Sikong Zhaixing was the world's number one thief, he was naturally quick-witted. He took several steps back, waved his hand, and laughed, "Oh, do you need something from me?"
Lu Xiaofeng stuffed the fan pendant into Sikong Zhaixing's hand, put his arm around Sikong Zhaixing's shoulder, and said as they walked, "You guessed it, I want to go somewhere, please lead the way."
"What place?" Sikong Zhaixing asked, puzzled. Lu Xiaofeng casually replied, "The Pleasure Pavilion."
Upon hearing the words "Pleasure Pavilion," Sikong Zhaixing turned to leave, but Lu Xiaofeng stopped her, trying to bluff his way out: "What? You don't want to take me? I'm just itching to go somewhere lavish."
"If it's just for fun, that's fine, but it's not suitable for investigating cases. That place is very fun; if you go, you'll definitely ruin it. How can anyone else have fun? I'm leaving." Sikong Zhaixing knew her friend well enough not to fall for it and turned to leave.
Lu Xiaofeng said in a low voice, "You can go, but no one will be able to compete with you in lightness skills anymore."
"Why?" Sikong Zhaixing turned and asked.
Lu Xiaofeng raised his arm, revealing a clear red line on his elbow—the so-called "Three-Day Heart-Destroying Powder," which was actually just the Heart-Blooming Pill concocted by Hua Manlou, meant to clear heat and dampness and leave the body fragrant when taken around the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lu Xiaofeng, however, was completely unaware of the situation and said seriously, "I've been poisoned with a three-day heart-crushing drug. If I don't solve this case within three days, I'll die from the poison."
Sikong Zhaixing quickly stepped forward and said somewhat helplessly, "Alright."
"Do you know the way to the Paradise Tower?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.
Sikong Zhaixing looked at the night sky and said, "Time is running out. If you can keep up with me, we'll make it. Let's go."
After saying that, Sikong Zhaixing used his lightness skill and flew away into the distance, with Lu Xiaofeng following closely behind.
"This is the place? Are you kidding me? You're leading me to this place?" Lu Xiaofeng was speechless as he faced a graveyard. This was the place he feared most; it brought bad luck... "Enough talk. This is the only way to the Paradise Tower." Sikong Zhaixing ignored him and continued walking forward. Sikong Zhaixing walked to a grave, removed the straw on top, and a coffin appeared before Lu Xiaofeng's eyes. "What, you want a promotion and a fortune, don't you?" Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms, watching Sikong Zhaixing about to lie down inside. "Come on in, it's very spacious inside." Sikong Zhaixing rolled her eyes at Lu Xiaofeng and lay down. Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to follow Sikong Zhaixing inside, close the lid, and it really was spacious inside. Not long after lying down, Lu Xiaofeng actually heard the sound of a coffin being nailed shut outside. Lu Xiaofeng said, "No wonder it's called the Paradise Tower. So every time you go to the Paradise Tower, you have to enter a coffin to go to the Western Paradise. I've always done good deeds, maybe I can become a Buddha." "You like to lie, you might go to the Tongue-Pulling Hell." "It's good to not have a tongue, talking is a tiring job."

Anyway, after Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing arrived at the Paradise Tower, they put on masks and were taken to the first floor for ordinary customers. The first floor was filled with the sounds of gambling, mixed with the music of maids playing the zither and pipa. The women here were all slender, but unfortunately, they wore masks, making it impossible to tell their beauty or ugliness. Just then, Sikong Zhaixing approached from behind and said in a muffled voice, "I'm back."
"Why so fast?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, somewhat puzzled.
Sikong Zhaixing said with a hint of resentment, "I lost it all."
"That's too fast." Lu Xiaofeng clearly hadn't expected Sikong Zhaixing to lose so quickly.
Sikong Zhaixing said plaintively, "The smallest bet here is one hundred taels. I barely had enough for one bet. Do you have any money left? Give me some, be generous." Having lost all her money, Sikong Zhaixing wanted to ask Lu Xiaofeng for some. Lu Xiaofeng reluctantly took out a silver note from his chest and handed it to Sikong Zhaixing. Upon seeing the silver notes, Sikong Zhaixing shook his head, "We don't accept silver notes here, only gold and silver jewelry. Don't you have any money?" "I rarely carry money, you know that."
"That fan pendant is perfect." Sikong Zhaixing remembered the fan pendant he had stolen.
Lu Xiaofeng stopped him and led him aside, "Hey, keep your voice down, or someone will catch you red-handed." "Who, who dares to catch me?" Sikong Zhaixing looked around nervously. "Of course, it's the owner of the fan pendant. Look..." he said, pointing to the other side. Among the noisy gamblers, a handsome young man in white robes walked gracefully, holding a fan in his hand, from which hung a fine white jade fan pendant. "Wow!" Sikong Zhaixing exclaimed in surprise, "How did you recognize it as his?" Lu Xiaofeng said, "This young master's fan pendant is made of top-quality Buddha's Hand jade! Such a fine item, yet it wasn't stolen by the world's number one thief, Sikong Zhaixing. The only explanation is that he lost it and found it again."
Sikong Zhaixing nodded in agreement, "You're really clever."
The white-robed young master didn't just randomly find a table to gamble like ordinary gamblers; instead, he walked into an empty corridor. "Young master, please wait." Lu Xiaofeng chased after him, but was stopped by the guards at the corridor entrance. "I am this young master's friend." Lu Xiaofeng pointed to Hua Manlou, who had just walked a few steps away. Hua Manlou stopped and nodded slowly, "He is my friend." Only then did the guards let Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing in. It was noticeably quieter here than outside, and the people here seemed much wealthier. Lu Xiaofeng pulled Sikong Zhaixing aside and asked, "Who are these people upstairs?" "Downstairs are all wealthy merchants, upstairs are usually martial arts practitioners. I don't like them, so I never gamble here." "Aren't you a martial arts practitioner too?" Lu Xiaofeng asked suspiciously. "Wrong, I'm just a thief, what kind of martial arts practitioner am I?" "Gentlemen, the game begins!" a man wearing a smiling mask announced. "Today's betting is a tortoise race. There are four tortoises: Red-Backed General, Yellow-Eyebrowed Celestial Venerable, Green-Headed Fiend, and Green-Faced Scholar. Please place your bets." The surrounding gamblers placed their bets, but no one bet on the Green-Faced Scholar. "Why is no one optimistic about this one?" Lu Xiaofeng pointed at the Green-Faced Scholar. "I bet twenty taels." He placed a twenty-tael silver ingot there. The crowd immediately fell silent, staring dumbfounded at Lu Xiaofeng's twenty taels. "Young master, the minimum bet on the second floor of the Blissful Pavilion is a thousand taels," the smiling man kindly told the newcomer. "Your bet is too low." At this moment, Hua Manlou, who had been silently standing by, took off his fan pendant and said, "How much do you think this fan pendant is worth?" The smiling man looked closely and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, this is a rare Buddha's Hand jade, worth at least ten thousand taels on the market." Hua Manlou nodded slightly, "Let's say five thousand taels. I'd like this young master to gamble for me." "Aren't you afraid I'll lose?" Lu Xiaofeng was amazed by the man's generosity. Hua Manlou smiled, "If you lose, it's on me. Please." "Then I won't be polite." "Hurry! Hurry!" A fat, burly man kept shouting at his red-backed general, but unfortunately, he was still crawling very slowly. The man pressed his hand on the table and secretly exerted force. Soon, the red-backed general ran faster and caught up with the others, while the green-faced scholar fell behind.
Lu Xiaofeng anxiously watched the green-faced scholar fall behind, then suddenly realized the man was cheating. He too secretly extended his hand and channeled his inner energy. The second floor of the Pleasure Pavilion was never a place to gamble on luck, but on skill and inner strength. Whoever had the strongest inner strength would secure a place there. Hua Manlou sensed the standoff between the two, remaining calm and waiting. Seeing things were going badly, the other gamblers immediately lent a hand to the man. Lu Xiaofeng smiled contemptuously and intensified his inner strength. Thus, Lu Xiaofeng fought against all the other gamblers with only one finger. Hua Manlou, watching from the sidelines, could already foresee the outcome of this gamble. The result was obvious: Lu Xiaofeng won. Sikong Zhaixing excitedly picked up the green-faced scholar, shouting with joy, and even kissed the little turtle that had helped him win the game. Hua Manlou smiled approvingly and nodded. "This young master has won the turtle race," the smiling man announced the result. Lu Xiaofeng collected all the chips and handed the fan pendant to Hua Manlou, saying, "Young master, this is the prize." Hua Manlou took his fan pendant and pointed to the chips in front of him, "I don't want these. If I lose, it's on me; if I win, it's on you. I'll be satisfied if I don't lose." Lu Xiaofeng knew that the young master in front of him was a wealthy man, so he didn't refuse, "Then I'll accept it." Just then, the smiling man came over with his men, "Congratulations, gentlemen. Would you two be interested in going to the third floor? The games there are even more exciting." "Sure, since we're here, it would be a shame not to gamble to our hearts' content," Lu Xiaofeng said. "It wouldn't hurt to go and take a look," Hua Manlou agreed. “Come, come,” Sikong Zhaixing pulled Lu Xiaofeng aside, “I have a question for you. You’re having a great time gambling, but what about me?” Lu Xiaofeng said softly, “Find a chance to see if you can find out who the owner of the Paradise Pavilion is. I think this person is definitely not an ordinary person.” “Okay, I’ll help you this time. Next time, you have to let me gamble properly.” “It’s a deal.” After saying that, Sikong Zhaixing left.
A handmade carpet with intricate patterns was neatly laid on the floor, and priceless antique paintings hung on the walls. A pink gauze curtain was held up on both sides of the lattice door by gold hooks. Every table, chair, and ornament in the room was an exquisite piece. In the center of the room, a gold-threaded dragon-patterned incense burner emitted wisps of elegant fragrance. After surveying the elegantly furnished yet luxuriously luxurious room, the smiling man bowed slightly. "Isn't this a casino?" he asked. "Of course it's a casino, but the games on the third floor are rather simple." He clapped his hands. "Please welcome Miss Wu Yan." Two rows of beautiful maids in light-colored gauze dresses lined up at the entrance, petals fluttering down as the carved wooden door slowly opened. Lu Xiaofeng peered in with interest. Following the usual pattern of period dramas, such a grand entrance meant she must be a beauty! Ye Ziran wasn't wrong; a beauty indeed emerged amidst the shower of petals. A long purple dress hugged her shapely figure, her slender waist cinched with a dark belt. Her eyes were gentle yet alluring, like the vibrant, soft beauty of peach blossoms in April. Lu Xiaofeng was instantly mesmerized. “Gentlemen, could you please remove your masks?” Wu Yan asked. Lu Xiaofeng immediately removed his mask. “Sure, I’ve always felt it’s impolite to speak to people while wearing a mask.” Hua Manlou also removed his mask. Wu Yan was delighted to see how handsome the two men were after removing their masks. “This humble woman doesn’t yet know your names.” “My name is Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.” Wu Yan sized up Lu Xiaofeng, covered her mouth and smiled. “Indeed, four eyebrows.” “My name is Hua Manlou.” Lu Xiaofeng was slightly surprised upon hearing this, glancing at Hua Manlou. It seemed she had already guessed Hua Manlou’s identity.

“Gentlemen, the gambling rules on the third floor of the Paradise Pavilion are always decided by Wu Yan. Today’s game is called Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers…”
She waved her hand, “Bring up the things.” A maid came over carrying a plate filled with flower petals. "The bet is simple: you two gentlemen guess whether the number of petals on this plate is even or not. Please place your bets."
Lu Xiaofeng simply smiled. "What an elegant bet! I'll bet everything. Young Master Hua, you should bet on the fan pendant." "Alright, then I'll bet on the fan pendant." Wu Yan took the flower plate from the maid. "Gentlemen, you must watch carefully." With that, she gently turned the plate, tapping the bottom and letting the petals scatter in the air.
The petals flew everywhere, and Lu Xiaofeng nervously looked up to count them, but even with his eyes blurred, he couldn't count them all. Hua Manlou simply stood quietly; if you looked closely, you would discover that he was actually using his unique skill to count the petals. Wu Yan, on the other hand, continued to smile charmingly, remaining silent. As the petals were about to fall, Lu Xiaofeng saw that Hua Manlou was already confident and became very anxious. So, Lu Xiaofeng used his internal energy to flick a petal at Wu Yan, which landed squarely on her shoulder. Seeing that all the petals had fallen, Wu Yan smiled and asked, "Gentlemen, who bet on an odd number, and who bet on an even number?" "I bet on an odd number, a total of four hundred and twenty-seven petals," Hua Manlou said.

"Hehe, that's quite a skill," Lu Xiaofeng laughed. "I don't know if it's four hundred and twenty-seven, but I know it's definitely an even number." He walked to Wu Yan's side and picked up a petal from her shoulder with two fingers. "Look, Young Master Hua, you forgot to count this one." Wu Yan smiled. "It seems Young Master Lu won." Hua Manlou wasn't upset about losing. "Gambling is all about luck." He then took out a white jade fan pendant from his waist. "Brother Lu, please accept this fan pendant." Lu Xiaofeng accepted it without hesitation and put it away. "Although you two gentlemen have experienced both wins and losses, isn't life itself a mix of wins and losses? Please enjoy yourselves tonight," a smiling man's voice came from outside, followed by several flamboyantly dressed women, clearly from the world of courtesans. The women surrounded Lu Xiaofeng, "Young master, have a drink!" Lu Xiaofeng happily drank several cups of wine, enjoying the company of the women. Wu Yan stood to the side, watching the women serve Lu Xiaofeng, biting her lip, feeling quite displeased, and walked towards the door. Seeing Wu Yan leave, Lu Xiaofeng quickly called out, "Miss Wu Yan, don't go!" He shook off the women beside him and chased after her. Seeing Lu Xiaofeng leave, the women all surrounded Hua Manlou. Hua Manlou was not one to refuse others, so he could only try to stop them. Meanwhile, Lu Xiaofeng followed Wu Yan to another quiet room. This room was just as luxurious as the original, only darker. "Miss Wuyan, why are you leaving?" Lu Xiaofeng asked as he approached Wuyan. Seeing Lu Xiaofeng follow, Wuyan was delighted and smug, feigning elegance, "I like peace and quiet, I don't like crowds." Lu Xiaofeng smiled crookedly, thinking it was just a courtesan's act of feigned aloofness, as if she thought he, Lu Xiaofeng, was a fool! "It is indeed very quiet here, but there's no wine." Wuyan's eyes flickered slightly as she walked to the bedside, removing her outer robe, revealing only a strapless top that accentuated her voluptuous figure—a true temptation for men. "You probably won't have time to drink here," Lu Xiaofeng said, not looking away, staring directly at the body before finally turning away. Wuyan walked over and gently touched Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder, "Are you so afraid of women?" "I'm only afraid of beautiful women," Lu Xiaofeng replied. "Do beautiful women bite?" Wuyan whispered softly in Lu Xiaofeng's ear.
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng secretly used his internal energy to isolate the surroundings, preventing Hua Manlou and Sikong Zhaixing from entering. Then, with a roar, he pinned Wu Yan to the bed! Seeing Lu Xiaofeng press her down like this, Wu Yan's expression changed slightly, then she said calmly, "Young Master Lu, why the rush?"
Lu Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "My dear Wu Yan, I can't help but be impatient! Since you're so cold to me, I have to hurry!" With that, Lu Xiaofeng began to undress Wu Yan and himself, removing clothes and buttons as they flew off. Soon, Wu Yan and Lu Xiaofeng were naked before each other.
Looking at Wu Yan's beautiful body, Lu Xiaofeng's breathing quickened. It must be said that Wu Yan was only fifteen years old at the time, and her figure could not compare with that of a mature beauty. However, Wu Yan's fair and delicate skin was so mesmerizing that it was like the most perfect work of art. Her smooth and delicate skin was like that of a work of art. Her full breasts, though not huge, were absolutely firm, with two small, round nipples that looked like grapes that made one want to lick them and savor them. Her fair and flat abdomen, slender waist, and long, white legs made Lu Xiaofeng's eyes burn with desire. Finally, there was her absolutely captivating pubic area. There was not much pubic hair, and the two pink labia looked fresh and vibrant. It was definitely virgin territory that had not yet been cultivated. Combined with the worry and beauty on Wu Yan's face, Lu Xiaofeng was almost driven mad with joy.
"Ah...Young Master Lu...please...don't...ah...ah...please don't..." Wu Yan still held onto a last shred of reluctance, wanting to refuse again, but before she could finish speaking, Lu Xiaofeng bit her earlobe. A girl's earlobe is almost the most sensitive part of her upper body, especially for a girl like Wu Yan who is inexperienced. The earlobe is full of nerves, and with Lu Xiaofeng's gentle bite, her whole body trembled, she gasped for breath, and unable to finish speaking due to her overwhelming emotions.
Lu Xiaofeng then started kissing Wu Yan's forehead, moving down her bright red and full lips, like a ripe peach, and finally kissing her long and noble neck, as swan-like as a swan.
At this moment, Wu Yan, her face flushed and radiant with color, raised her almond-shaped eyes, which shone with a captivating, mesmerizing light. Her small, delicate nostrils twitched slightly, and her two full, crimson lips, like ripe lychees, tempted one to take a bite. Her small mouth was slightly open, revealing two rows of white teeth, resembling jade shells on the seashore. Her two round dimples, like small pools of water, rippled with alluring charm. A faint fragrance of perfume permeated her entire body, radiating boundless youthful vitality, her figure full, lustrous, and supple.
Lu Xiaofeng once again took Qiao Wuyan's earlobe, which resembled a jade pendant, into his mouth and gently sucked on it. Then he extended his tongue to the soft earlobe and gently stroked Qiao Wuyan's back as if soothing a baby. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Qiao Wuyan's expression; she frowned slightly, tilted her head back, and revealed her white throat. Lu Xiaofeng's tongue moved from her earlobe to her neck, and then slowly licked her face. At the same time, he carefully reached out and touched her alluring mound. Qiao Wuyan's body twitched slightly, but she remained still. Her round, full breasts were now in Lu Xiaofeng's palm.

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