119: Chapter 119 An utterly despicable woman…

Not far behind them, Ma Gan and Liu Biao stared fixedly at the backs of the two as they walked away, their eyes bloodshot and their chests heaving violently.

"Damn it! Where the hell did this pretty boy pop out from? My Spirit Stone, my woman!"

Liu Biao was so angry that he punched the bluestone wall nearby, creating a deep dent.

Ma Gan's gaunt face was so gloomy it seemed like water could drip from it, and his narrow eyes flashed with a vicious, malevolent glint. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! Daring to snatch something away from us brothers—this isn't over. Let's go, follow them and see!"

On the other side, after leaving the line of sight of the two, Qin Feng brought Mu Siyao to the outside of his residence.

Looking at the spacious and elegant independent courtyard before him, filled with swirling Spiritual Qi, Qin Feng stopped his footsteps, turned his head, and looked at the beauty still leaning on his shoulder.

"Senior Sister, why don't you come in and sit for a while? Let's discuss something..."

The smile at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth did not fade; he even deliberately leaned in closer, his tone carrying a hint of natural teasing.

However, unexpectedly.

The moment Qin Feng finished speaking, Mu Siyao, who had been acting all coy and clinging to him like a little bird, suddenly stiffened.

Immediately after, as if she had been electrocuted, she violently shoved away the arm wrapped around her waist, her movements filled with undisguised disgust.

"Hey, stay away from me!"

Mu Siyao took two steps back, extended her slender, jade-like hand, and pretentiously brushed off the spot where Qin Feng had touched her, as if she had been contaminated by something unlucky and dirty.

Her originally sweet and charming smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of condescension, as if she were looking at a rat in a sewer.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked Qin Feng up and down, and gave a disdainful snort.

"Poor ghost, do you really think you're something special? Borrowing you to block some trouble earlier was me looking up to you. You still want me to come in and sit? With your pathetic state of having only three Low-Grade Spirit Stones, you think you're worthy of touching me?!"

Mu Siyao rolled her eyes in a way that was both alluring and vicious, sneering repeatedly, "A toad lusting after swan meat—you should go pee and look at your own reflection. This Senior Sister's time is precious; I can't be bothered with you."

Having said that, she didn't even have the interest to spare him another glance. She twisted her snake-like waist, stepped with an arrogant gait, and turned to leave decisively.

Burning bridges after crossing the river, turning hostile without mercy—all done in one smooth motion!

Qin Feng stood quietly at the courtyard entrance, watching that swaying figure disappear around the corner. Not only was he not angry in the slightest, but a playful, cold glint flashed in his deep, black eyes.

"Heh... what a woman who knows how to use everything to her advantage, and acts like a total bitch."

"However, daring to treat me as a shield and get a free ride—we'll see about that."

Shaking his head, Qin Feng pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped inside.

Closing the door behind him, he walked straight to the small Spirit Gathering Array in the center of the courtyard.

Just as he sat down cross-legged, preparing to circulate the Chaos Art to regulate the True Qi that had just broken through in his body, and incidentally think about how to deal with the "Iron-Armored Black Wind Leopard" mission assigned by Revered Master Hongxia.

At that very moment—

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening loud noise suddenly exploded in the quiet courtyard.

The sturdy wooden courtyard gate was actually kicked open violently from the outside by someone, and even the Formation patterns on the door frame were shaken until they flickered unsteadily.

"Hmm?"

Qin Feng frowned and opened his eyes sharply.

He saw two figures filled with Killing Intent, like two enraged mad dogs, rushing directly into the courtyard, wrapped in sharp gusts of wind.

The people who arrived were none other than Ma Gan and Liu Biao, who had failed to collect their debt outside earlier.

The two of them had ferocious expressions, and the True Qi of their Qi Refining Level 5 erupted without reservation, stirring up an oppressive gale in the small courtyard that sent fallen leaves flying everywhere.

"Little bastard, you're playing quite a game, aren't you?!"

The flesh on Liu Biao's face trembled violently. He was now holding a cold, gleaming nine-ringed broadsword, the blade pointing directly at the person sitting cross-legged in the center of the Formation, his roar like a thunderclap.

"I thought you were some big shot, but it turns out you're just a piece of trash at the Second Level of Qi Refining!"

Ma Gan's gaunt face was also twisted, and his narrow eyes revealed a vicious glint like a venomous snake. He gritted his teeth and demanded, "Your woman cheated our brothers out of a full one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Tell me, what are you going to do about this today?! If you can't provide a satisfactory explanation, I'm going to tear down this courtyard today and break your legs!"

Facing the Killing Intent lock-on and aggressive threats from two Qi Refining Level 5 experts, the air in the entire courtyard seemed to freeze.

However, Qin Feng, who was at the center of the storm, didn't even blink an eyelid.

Not only did he not show any expression of panic, but he stood up from the Spirit Gathering Array in a leisurely manner, casually brushing the dust off his black long robe.

"Two Senior Brothers, don't be so hot-tempered."

Qin Feng's deep black eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and his tone was as flat as if he were chatting with an old friend. He smiled and said, "Before you make a move, can you first figure out the situation?"

"Stop playing dumb! Mu Siyao was calling you husband every other word earlier, aren't you two in this together?!" Liu Biao gripped his broadsword tightly, ready to split someone's head open at the slightest disagreement.

"In this together? Heh..."

Qin Feng couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. He then met their gazes frankly, spread his hands, and sincerely stated, "Two Senior Brothers, if I told you that I didn't even get to warm up that woman's hand before being used by her as a free shield, would you believe me?"

"A shield?!"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Ma Gan and Liu Biao, who were just about to make a move, were both stunned, and the True Qi gathering in their hands involuntarily paused slightly.

Qin Feng sighed, putting on an extremely aggrieved and helpless appearance, and continued to add fuel to the fire, explaining, "To tell you the truth, I'm new here and only just met her yesterday. I thought I had met a gentle and enthusiastic Senior Sister, but who knew that woman was just playing everyone for fools!"

"Just now outside the gate, as soon as she saw you weren't chasing, she immediately turned hostile, called me a poor ghost, didn't even enter my courtyard, and just walked away."

"If you don't believe me, go to her residence now and find her; I guarantee she's lying comfortably on her bed counting your Spirit Stones."

Qin Feng's words were logically tight and perfectly matched the consistent behavior of a gold-digger like Mu Siyao.

Ma Gan and Liu Biao looked at each other. Recalling Mu Siyao's face from earlier, the way she had brazenly taken advantage of them, the doubts in their hearts dissipated mostly, replaced by an even more surging anger.

"Damn! This damned vixen, she actually dared to treat me like a monkey!" Liu Biao was so angry that he slashed his blade onto the stone table nearby, splitting the hard stone table in two, sending stone fragments flying.

One hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones—that was their hard-earned money saved from working like cattle and horses in the Outer Sect, and all they got in return was a cup of lousy tea and a round of mockery!

Seeing that the anger in their eyes had been completely ignited, a secret arc curved at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

"Two Senior Brothers, one hundred Spirit Stones is not a small amount. This foul breath—any man with balls wouldn't be able to swallow it!"

As he spoke, Qin Feng stepped forward, lowered his voice, his tone filled with temptation and incitement: "We can't just let it go like this. Instead of taking your anger out on an innocent person like me here, why don't the three of us join forces and get everything back from that woman with interest!"