Chapter 26: Transaction

  Ye Feng took advantage of the opportunity to step forward and ruthlessly kicked the assassin in the face, knocking him out cold.

  Ye Feng tied up the assassin as well, and out of some kind of wicked interest, he deliberately bound the assassin in a particularly sturdy knot according to the most traditional method of Japan. Looking at the assassin whose prominent twin peaks and slender figure were accentuated by being tied up, he was so moved that he almost shed tears: After watching so many adult videos, I finally have the chance to try my hand at it.

  He threw the assassin onto the bed, pulled off her veil, and couldn't help but feel great joy. The assassin looked just like a Barbie doll, clearly a top-notch little loli who had just begun to develop, exactly the kind of girl that those strange uncles from before would love. From her appearance, it was impossible to tell that she was actually an icy, ruthless, and cold-blooded killer.

  He reached out and stroked the assassin's smooth face, muttering to himself: "Another beauty, I'm really making a profit today. Great Zoras God, don't be too good to me, or I'll get spoiled."

  The maid looked at him and couldn't help but shed tears. She shouted in a hoarse voice: "You wicked thief, you will definitely come to no good end."

  Ye Feng chuckled and reached out to touch her face, saying: "You want me to die from the poisonous needle ring on your hand? Is that a good death?"

  The maid stopped in her tracks and asked in surprise: "You... how did you find out?"

  Ye Feng leaned his big face close to hers and said: "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."

  The maid strained her neck back and shouted: "You're dreaming!"

  Ye Feng couldn't help but let out a disappointed sigh.

  At this time, the assassin slowly came to. Finding himself bound in an extremely unbecoming manner, his face suddenly turned bright red, and he struggled with all his might for a couple of times, only to find that the ropes had become even tighter.

  She turned her head and glared at Ye Feng, her eyes spewing out flames of anger, saying: "You'd better kill us, otherwise I will never let you go."

  Ye Feng covered his ear with his hand, as if he hadn't heard anything.

  He picked up the assassin's dagger from the ground and then took out his own ceramic dagger, cutting the assassin's dagger into pieces.

  The two women saw how sharp his dagger was and were so frightened that they couldn't help but tremble slightly, yet still tried to put on a brave face.

  He raised his head, flashed a row of white teeth, and smiled: "Do you know? I like 3P the most. However, before that, let's play a little game called Truth or Dare to liven things up."

  He glanced back and forth between the two women with ill intent, saying: "Do you think it's more fun to cut off fingers or slash faces?"

  The assassin's body shook with anger and said: "You'd better go die, it's more fun."

  Ye Feng smiled and listened, his face slightly red, and said shyly: "You're really annoying, actually wanting to play together. It's too exciting."

  The two felt a chill at the same time and thought in despair: This guy is indeed a pervert.

  Ye Feng placed the dagger on the maid's face and said: "First question: Who sent you?"

  The maid let out a cold snort, raised her pretty face, and closed her eyes. She had an air of "kill me if you dare". But the faintly trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner fear. In her heart: as long as Ye Feng's hand moved slightly, there would be another scar on her face that could never be erased, a ugly scar.

  She felt Ye Feng's dagger slash across her left cheek and immediately let out a loud wail.

  The assassin angrily said: "You're so useless, what are you crying about? You evil thief, come at me if you dare."

  Ye Feng reached out and pinched her face, smiling slyly: "Too exciting, can't you wait? Don't worry, I'm very fair, it's your turn soon. My little darling."

  The assassin was so angry that he almost fainted.

  He put the dagger on the maid's right cheek again and said viciously: "Speak! Who sent you?"

  The maid didn't say a word, she just wailed loudly.

  Ye Feng helplessly placed the dagger on her nose and said, "If you don't speak, I'll cut off your nose and sell you to the Highlanders. I've heard they're a family that shares one wife, and their bodies smell like foxes because they never take baths."

  Just then, a sigh echoed in the room, and a clear voice said: "The proud Red Blood Dragon Knight has actually fallen to the point of bullying a little girl?"

  Ye Feng's old face suddenly turned red, fortunately he had long since practiced his facial skin to be exceptionally thick, so it only reddened for a moment before returning to normal.

  He put away the dagger and jumped down from the bed, looking at the person in front of him with a sly smile. "This is just a strategy. After hitting the cub, the mother wolf will naturally come out. You see, I've already forced you out, haven't I?"

  He smiled and walked over to the table, then made a inviting gesture to Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng smiled bitterly and walked over, sitting down. He asked: "Why? It seems like there's no conflict between us, so why did you send someone to kill me?"

  He picked up the wine jug and two cups from the table, pouring as he spoke: "Actually, we didn't want to kill you, it's just that someone else wanted us to kill you. We had no choice."

  A glint of sharp light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes as he asked, "Who?"

  That man handed one of the cups to Ye Feng and then raised his own cup, saying: "Please, drink this cup of wine. I'll tell you who it is."

  Ye Feng's eyes stared intently at that person.

  He smiled and drank up all the wine in his cup. He wiped away the wine stains at the corner of his mouth and said, "Now you don't have to worry about there being poison in the wine, do you?"

  Ye Feng lowered his head and looked at his wine cup, muttering a classic phrase: "To do or not to do? That is the question."

  The man suddenly looked up and stared at him in surprise.

  Ye Feng raised his wine cup and walked briskly to the bedside, pinched the assassin's chin, and was about to pour the wine down her throat.

  The man shouted: "Halt!"

  Ye Feng suddenly turned around and looked at the man who burst out laughing.

  His laughter suddenly stopped, and he said coldly: "Not poisonous?"

  That man smiled bitterly and seemed to have made up his mind, saying: "It seems we need to have a good talk. But before that, shouldn't you release my people first?"

  Ye Feng thought for a moment, didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and carefully backed away.

  He took the opportunity to look around and only then noticed that there was a secret door between this room and the next, which is how the person had passed through.

  The man walked up to the bed and pulled out a dagger from his waist, swinging it to cut off the ropes binding the two people. The two of them sat up on the bed, stretching their limbs.

  That man saw the maid still sniffling and couldn't help but say, "Alright, Lina. Stop crying. Your face is fine, Yefeng didn't really cut your pretty little face with a knife."

  The maid let out a cry of surprise and hastily reached up to touch her face, confirming that it was indeed so. She let out a sigh of relief and patted her chest, calming down.

  The assassin saw her appearance and couldn't help but let out a cold hum. He muttered in a low voice: "Coward."

  "That person continued saying: 'Alright, you all go out first. I want to have a good talk with Lord Ye.'"

  The two of them looked at each other and reluctantly walked towards the door.

  Ye Feng saw the situation and said: "Two ladies, if you still want to play SM games, be sure to find me!"

  The two women were shocked and ran out of the room as fast as they could, slamming the door shut from the outside. They were afraid that Ye Feng would chase them out in a moment.

  Ye Feng looked at the closed door and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He muttered to himself: "These women, they really are heartless!"

  After seeing the door closed, he let out a sigh and said, "Now we can have a good talk."

  Ye Feng looked at that person and smiled: "I find you are a very dishonest person, I don't know how to believe you?"

  That man listened, his face turned pale, stood up and stretched out his right hand, swore: "Zhuos god is above, I swear here, from now on in front of Ye Feng, must be honest."

  Ye Feng nodded, knowing that people in this era were very superstitious. As long as they swore in the name of the gods, they would generally follow through on their promises. Although he was skeptical about the man's oath, he put his mind at ease.

  He didn't know that the man usually made vows like changing clothes, and said it casually.

  "He smiled and said: 'I wonder what you want to talk to me about, Miss Aphrodite?'"

  Afura sat down, gave him a charming glance and smiled sweetly: "Let's talk about the crisis in Xynia. And the possibility of us becoming friends and doing business together."

  Ye Feng said in surprise: "From just now on, you have already made three assassination attempts on me. Can we still be friends like this?"

  "This is what they mean by 'fighting to know each other'." Aphrodite gave him a charming sideways glance and smiled lightly, "I believe we'll become friends, isn't there a famous saying? Only friends with shared interests are true friends."

  "If I'm killed by you guys, how can we still be friends?"

  "Didn't you die?" Ava asked with a smile.

  Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine as he asked, "What if you guys kill me?"

  Avril tilted her head to look at him, her bright long hair cascading down like a waterfall, looking just like an infatuated girl gazing at her lover.

  She said quietly: "If you are killed by us, it means that you don't have the qualifications to play this game. Of course, we won't become friends either."

  The leaves rustled, and he thought to himself: This is indeed a realistic world. Everyone only acknowledges the power you possess. If you don't have enough power, either you'll be trampled underfoot or buried underground.

  "Now we can take our time and have a good talk."

  Ye Feng shook his head and smiled: "What if I don't agree?"

  Aphrodite gazed elegantly at her slender fingers and said, "I'll tear my clothes to shreds, mess up my hair, slap red palm prints on my face, and scream at the top of my lungs: 'Indecency!' or something like that. Those Norman pig nobles love this sort of thing; when they swarm in, do you think they'll devour you alive?"

  Ye Feng rubbed his nose, recalling the scene where these people fawned over Afu Luo, and he knew it wasn't impossible. Even if they hadn't eaten their own kind, with a criminal record, and an unfulfilled one at that, he wouldn't be able to stand in Norma anymore. After all, playing around with a lowly servant girl was different from playing around with a public idol.

  Just then, a starting bell rang out.

  Act II begins.

  Ye Feng saw her still sitting there and couldn't help but remind her: "The second act has begun, as the protagonist, why don't you hurry up and go on stage."

  Aphrodite gently stroked her long hair with her hand and said lightly, "You think those brainless and pretentious nobles can really understand art? They're just pretending to be refined. I had a substitute go on stage in the last act, they didn't even recognize it."

  Ye Feng was speechless for a moment, and just now he also didn't recognize that the Aphrodite on stage was an imposter.