55: Chapter 55 Control me? You'll uproot the willow tree sooner or later!

The night breeze was cool, blowing over the tall walls of the trading house.

Listening to the splashing water coming from within the walls, Qin Feng took a deep breath. He quietly activated his Clear Wind Shadow movement technique, vaulting onto the wall as silently as a civet cat.

In the center of the courtyard, the large wooden bathtub remained.

Amidst the swirling steam, Yang Liu stood with her back to him, her dark hair tied up loosely, revealing a large, breathtaking expanse of her snow-white back.

As the water rippled, flower petals clung to her smooth, lustrous skin, exuding a mature charm that could drive any man to madness.

Qin Feng leaped lightly from the wall, his footsteps landing on the bluestone without making a single sound.

"Since you are here, don't just stand there like a thief."

Yang Liu did not turn around, but her lazy, charming voice drifted through the mist. "I have been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you wouldn't have the guts to come tonight."

Qin Feng's eyes flickered slightly. He walked slowly forward, stopping three steps away from the bathtub, and cupped his hands slightly. "Since you have invited me, how could I dare to refuse?"

"Giggle..." Yang Liu let out a series of giggles like silver bells, and with a splash, she slowly stood up from the bathtub.

She casually grabbed a translucent purple gauze draped over the screen and wrapped it loosely around her body, leaving parts of her figure faintly visible in the air.

With her bare, snow-white feet, she stepped onto the bluestone and walked toward Qin Feng, bringing with her a rich, rosy fragrance.

"Those three punches of yours at the Martial Arts Arena last night were quite impressive."

Yang Liu breathed out like an orchid and extended her slender fingers, her eyes filled with undisguised passion. "Even I am a little curious. Just how much surprising power is hidden inside that small frame of yours?"

Qin Feng, whose heart was roaring with rage, remained calm and composed on the surface. "You flatter me, Madam. It was just some brute force, nothing more than what is needed to survive in the Servant District."

"Survival? If you follow me, not only will you survive, but I can also grant you the supreme power of the Servant District..."

Yang Liu's voice grew lower. She raised her head, her captivating, fox-like face inches away, her peach-blossom eyes seeming as if they could drip water.

The next second, she stood slightly on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Qin Feng's neck, and pressed her red, tender lips against his without warning!

Warm, soft, and sweet. This was a kiss for which countless Menial Laborers would be willing to be smashed to pieces.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, not refusing this sudden stroke of luck, and took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her slender, willow-like waist.

However, the moment their lips met—Qin Feng's pupils shrank violently. A trace of imperceptible yet extremely cold energy flowed from her tongue directly into his mouth!

As soon as this cold energy entered his body, it acted like a venomous ice snake, crazily slithering along his Meridians, attempting to strike directly at his heart.

If it were an ordinary Mortal Rank 6 or even a Rank 7 Martial Artist, they might have immediately suffered from congealed blood and become a cripple under such silent, exotic poison.

"Poison?!"

Qin Feng sneered in his heart. The Chaos Art within him awakened instantly like a sleeping giant beast. The overbearing Chaos Qi surged forward, and in just a single breath, it tightly wrapped around the insidious poison, forcibly suppressing and isolating it in a corner of his Dantian.

Although the poison was easily neutralized, Qin Feng possessed great depth of character.

He suddenly pushed Yang Liu away, feigning the appearance of surging blood and a deathly pale complexion. He retreated two steps, clutched his chest, and pointed at her in shock and rage, exclaiming, "Madam... you... what did you give me?!"

"Giggle..." Yang Liu, pushed away, showed no anger at all. She slowly and deliberately adjusted the purple gauze on her body and wiped the silver thread from the corner of her mouth. Her previous appearance of being soft, charming, and filled with desire vanished without a trace.

In its place was a condescending coldness and indifference.

"Heart-Devouring Powder. A chronic poison that, without my unique antidote, will cause you excruciating pain and shatter all your Meridians every full moon night."

Yang Liu walked to the armchair and sat down, crossing her legs, looking down at Qin Feng as if he were an ant. "Qin Feng, you need to understand your status. From our first meeting, I saw that you were extraordinary, which is why I deemed you worth the effort to Cultivate."

She snorted coldly, a flash of disdain and mockery in her eyes. "However, don't flatter yourself. I am not interested in your body."

Qin Feng lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly into fists, his whole body "violently" trembling as if he had fallen into extreme panic and humiliation.

"Madam... what is the meaning of this? I have been loyal to the Management Hall!" Qin Feng said through gritted teeth, vividly portraying a low-level Menial Laborer who had been schemed against.

"Loyalty? In a place that eats people, only having leverage in one's hand is the most reliable form of loyalty."

Yang Liu casually picked up a palm-sized black jade token from the small table beside her and threw it at Qin Feng's feet, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"This is my private communication token. From now on, you are my secret dog. Whoever I tell you to bite, you bite!"

Yang Liu's voice carried an unquestionable pressure. "As long as you are obedient, I will naturally grant you the antidote to alleviate the pain every month, and I may even promote you. But if you dare to have even a hint of disloyalty... the taste of Heart-Devouring Powder will teach you what it means to wish you were dead."

Qin Feng looked at the communication token on the ground for several seconds. Only then did he slowly bend down, pick up the jade token, and grip it tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

"This subordinate... understands. From now on, I will follow your orders, Madam." Qin Feng said subserviently, his voice filled with the bitterness of being unable to resist.

"Very good. I like smart people." Yang Liu nodded with satisfaction. "You may withdraw. If there is anything, I will contact you through the communication token."

Qin Feng cupped his hands and turned to leave. But when he reached the wall, he suddenly stopped and turned back to ask, "Madam, this subordinate has a request."

"Speak."

"I have recently reached a Bottleneck in my Cultivation and urgently need a medicinal herb called 'ice spirit grass' to stabilize my Qi and blood. I wonder if you have this item for sale in your trading house?" Qin Feng's expression was urgent, as if it were his lifeline.

Yang Liu raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him with some surprise. "ice spirit grass? That is a rare, cold Spiritual Plant; the trading house does not have it in stock at the moment. If you want to obtain it, you can only try your luck on the outskirts of the Luanzang Mountain Range."

She seemed to think of something, and a playful smile curled at the corners of her lips. "As it happens, the Management Hall has issued a mission today to hunt a Golden-Eyed White Tiger in the Luanzang Mountain Range. This mission is under the responsibility of the Ninth Squad. Remember to go find Captain Luo Kun and sign up tomorrow. If you are lucky enough to find the ice spirit grass in the mountain range, that is your fortune."

"Thank you for the information, Madam." Qin Feng bowed deeply, then leaped and disappeared into the night.

Watching the man's retreating figure, a flash of coldness appeared in Yang Liu's eyes. "There is a heat within his body, but no matter how good his talent is, so what? In the end, he is nothing more than a chess piece in my hand..."

However, little did she know. As soon as Qin Feng vaulted over the wall, the look of humiliation and panic on his face vanished instantly!

He casually stuffed the communication token into his robes, a flash of chilling killing intent appearing in his deep black eyes.

"Heart-Devouring Powder? You old hag, you've calculated quite well..."

Qin Feng's lips curled into a cold smile. "You want to treat me like a dog? Just you wait. As long as my strength is sufficient, sooner or later, I will uproot the weeping willow! I will let you know what it truly means to be unable to live and unable to die."