17: Chapter 17 is just making a fool of him!

The pair's whispers were like a dragonfly skimming the water, separating the moment they touched.

When Ji Boxiao turned his arrogant face around, Wu Mengmeng had already stepped back half a pace without a sound.

The flush on her cheeks vanished instantly, and she resumed an indifferent, nonchalant expression, as if the person who had just leaned into Qin Feng's ear and breathed like an orchid was not her at all.

"Did you hear that? Qin Feng!"

Ji Boxiao didn't notice a thing. With hands on his hips, he shouted at the top of his lungs, looking for all the world like a triumphant, balding rooster that had just won a fight.

He pointed at Bai Yuhe, who was drawing water by the well, a flash of lust in his eyes, and commanded shamelessly: "Since we are all Middle-tier Servants now, we should visit each other more often. Prepare some good wine and bring it over later; the two of us brothers will have a good drink."

Pausing deliberately, Ji Boxiao let his greedy gaze rake over Bai Yuhe's alluring curves, swallowing his saliva before adding: "Remember to bring the little sister-in-law too, to keep me company and have a few drinks. As your big brother, I need to properly 'give you some pointers' on the rules in the Intermediate Laborer District!"

His words sounded high and mighty, but anyone could hear the naked, filthy intent behind them.

Qin Feng sneered coldly in his heart.

Want my woman to keep you company while you drink? Why don't you take a piss and look at your own pathetic, kidney-deficient reflection?

However, having just moved into the Intermediate Laborer District, there was no rush to burn bridges.

The waters in Servant District 666 were deep, and his cultivation at the fourth stage of the Mortal Realm was still too weak...

"Sure, no problem."

A harmless smile curled at the corners of Qin Feng's mouth as he readily agreed, then added indifferently: "If you're done, Big Brother Ji, you and the sister-in-law can head back first. We still need to tidy up the courtyard and clean the rooms. We'll come over once we're finished."

"You're a sensible kid!"

Seeing Qin Feng being so "cooperative," Ji Boxiao assumed he was still the same pushover he could easily manipulate.

He snorted with satisfaction, flicked his narrow sleeves, and said: "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting. Mengmeng, let's go!"

Wu Mengmeng rolled her eyes and lazily followed behind him.

But the moment she stepped out of the courtyard gate, she turned her head slightly and cast a meaningful, flirtatious glance at Qin Feng before swaying her hips and sauntering away.

"Bang."

The red-lacquered wooden door was shut, and the courtyard returned to peace.

"Pah, what a piece of trash!"

Seeing the two walk away, Bai Yuhe immediately dropped the bucket in her hand, hurried to Qin Feng's side, her face full of indignation.

Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes were filled with grievance and disgust. She reached out to tug on Qin Feng's sleeve, shaking it coquettishly as she said: "Master, that person clearly had bad intentions. Do you really want me to go drink with him?"

"Go? We aren't going."

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, answering without hesitation, his tone laced with coldness.

"Huh?"

Bai Yuhe was stunned for a moment, unable to follow his logic. She blinked her watery eyes and asked: "But you clearly promised him just now! If we don't go, won't that be making a monkey out of him?"

"That is exactly what I'm doing—making a monkey out of him."

Seeing the wicked, mischievous grin curling at the corners of Qin Feng's mouth, Bai Yuhe felt her heart flutter.

"Master is so bad, but this servant likes it." Bai Yuhe nestled coquettishly into Qin Feng's embrace.

"Alright, stop acting like you're in heat."

Qin Feng pinched Bai Yuhe's rounded chin and ordered, enunciating each word: "Go fetch some hot water and clean yourself up. I'll go make the large, soft bed. Come over as soon as you're done."

"What for, Master..." Bai Yuhe asked, knowing the answer full well, her cheeks flushing red, her voice so soft it could spin silk.

"Come over to help me check the quality of the bed and see if it needs reinforcement." Qin Feng laughed loudly, let go of her chin, and strode towards the main bedroom.

...

The next day.

Dawn had just broken, and a thin layer of morning mist shrouded the Ding District of Servant District 666.

Inside Courtyard No. 77, dull sounds of air being broken had already shattered the morning silence.

"Hah!"

Qin Feng was shirtless, his muscles as distinct and hard as granite tempered a thousand times.

His feet were rooted to the earth, his waist and abdomen exerted sudden force, and the Qi and blood within his body roared through his Meridians like a rushing river!

The Chaos Art operated frantically, and the thin Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth drilled through his pores into his body, scouring his Physical Body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As he swung his fists, the air emitted a series of scalp-tingling explosions.

He released his strength at the fourth stage of the Mortal Realm without reservation, every punch carrying violent power sufficient to smash wooden stakes.

"Bang, bang, bang—!"

Just then, the courtyard gate was suddenly pounded on violently from the outside.

Qin Feng paused, slowly retracted his Qi and blood, exhaled a visible puff of white, turbid Qi, and furrowed his brows slightly.

"Qin Feng, you brat, get out here and open the door!" Ji Boxiao's exasperated, raspy voice exploded outside the gate.

Qin Feng grabbed the towel from the stone table to wipe his sweat, then walked over unhurriedly to open the courtyard gate.

Outside, Ji Boxiao looked fierce.

Last night, he had made Wu Mengmeng reheat the wine and food at home a full three times!

He had cleaned himself up, just waiting for Bai Yuhe to come over and drink, hoping to use the alcohol to throw his weight around and take some liberties.

In the end, he had waited at the table like an idiot for half the night, and until dawn, he hadn't even seen a ghost!

"You brat, where the hell did you die last night?! I waited all night, and you dare to stand me up?!"

Ji Boxiao pointed at Qin Feng's nose, spit flying everywhere, trembling with rage.

Qin Feng looked at his utterly frustrated and pathetic appearance and was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be extremely annoyed.

"Big Brother Ji, I'm truly sorry about that."

Qin Feng patted his forehead and explained: "The courtyard was just too messy yesterday, and tidying it up was endless. Plus, that girl Yuhe is clumsy; she accidentally slipped, sprained her waist, and we were busy until the middle of the night. I was really too embarrassed to go over and disturb Big Brother Ji's leisure."

"Sprained her waist?!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Boxiao felt not a shred of sympathy, but rather his eyes lit up, his mind filled with lewd images. His tone softened slightly, but it still carried thick annoyance: "Even so, you couldn't even give me a heads up? I had prepared good food!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Feng smiled and patted his chest in assurance: "We really weren't prepared yesterday. Today! We will definitely go tonight. I will personally apologize to Big Brother Ji, and have Yuhe toast you a few more times!"

Seeing the other party's such humble and submissive attitude, the lewd fire in Ji Boxiao's heart finally calmed down a little.

The astonishing curves of Bai Yuhe appeared in his mind once again, and he couldn't help but lick his dry lips.

"Hmph! You said it! If you dare not come tonight, I'll make sure you can't survive in the Ding District from now on!"

Throwing down a vicious threat, Ji Boxiao turned and left with satisfaction, like a triumphant rooster.