Five whole minutes passed...

Ye Lin had already stolen many glances at Lin Feng, only to find him seemingly transfixed, unresponsive, showing no sign of realizing how much time had elapsed. He remained frozen in that embarrassing posture, his hands still on her full breasts.

"Lin Feng…" Compelled by the situation, Ye Lin swallowed her shyness and spoke up to rouse him.

Lin Feng finally snapped back to reality... He reluctantly pulled his hands, still carrying her warmth and scent, out from under her clothes.

"I'm okay now. You… you should go…" Ye Lin, having fulfilled her end of the bet with great difficulty, found her gaze flickering, not daring to meet Lin Feng's eyes.

Seeing Ye Lin's rare display of bashfulness, Lin Feng secretly chuckled. However, he didn't dare tease her too much, given that their relationship was still uncertain. He could only nod and say in a serious tone, "Then you should get some good rest."

Ye Lin silently nodded in response.

Only after Lin Feng had gently closed the door behind him did Ye Lin, feeling a sense of wistful loss, cover her face with her hands. She couldn't suppress the urge to reflect. What is happening to me? Why did I let Lin Feng touch my most treasured part so easily? Am I really falling for Lin Feng?

Her mind felt like a tangled mess, growing more chaotic the more she thought.

...

By the time Lin Feng left Ye Lin's room, it was already two in the morning. Although it was late, his mind was incredibly clear. He was still savoring the memory of Ye Lin's perfect touch, daydreaming about their future together…

Ye Lin is so well-endowed; our future children would certainly never go hungry. What a bountiful supply! Probably enough for both adults and children to drink their fill…

Although their relationship was currently ambiguous, Lin Feng had subconsciously already considered Ye Lin his woman. He was very certain about this.

So, when Lin Feng stepped out of the elevator and encountered an irate Yang Cheng staring at him, the smile on his face froze.

"What's your name? And what are you to Ye Lin?" Yang Cheng's eyes looked ready to spit fire. Lin Feng had been in Ye Lin's room for over twenty minutes. It was the dead of night, and Ye Lin lived alone. Yang Cheng was burning to know: who exactly was this Lin Feng to her, and what had they been doing in there?!

"My name is Lin Feng. I'm Ye Lin's man," Lin Feng replied evenly, his gaze cold as he looked at Yang Cheng.

"You're Ye Lin's man?!" Yang Cheng seemed to misunderstand Lin Feng's words. He was stunned for a moment before his eyes widened. "You're lying! I asked Ye Lin; she said she doesn't have a boyfriend!"

"In any case, don't harass Ye Lin anymore." Lin Feng shook his head, adding silently, Ye Lin doesn't even know yet that I've decided to be her man, so how could she tell you…

When it came to matters concerning his woman, Lin Feng could be utterly shameless!

"Telling me not to harass Ye Lin anymore…" Yang Cheng stared at Lin Feng as if seeing a ghost. "Are you threatening me?" he said coldly. "You?"

Indeed, from Yang Cheng's perspective, Lin Feng wasn't particularly strong.

Yang Cheng was 1.85 meters tall and weighed 90 kilograms, a full head taller than Lin Feng and over twenty kilograms heavier. His body was extremely fit, and he was trained in mixed martial arts. He was widely regarded as one of the top fighters in the Nanjiang District police force. Apart from Ye Lin, who had cultivated Nei Family techniques, Yang Cheng considered almost no one a worthy opponent. Of course, he wouldn't take Lin Feng's threat seriously!

"Did you not understand what I said?" Lin Feng eyed Yang Cheng curiously and asked casually, "How did you become a deputy captain?"

Lin Feng was essentially questioning Yang Cheng's intelligence…

Yang Cheng's IQ wasn't actually low, but he had an extremely explosive temper. The moment Lin Feng asked that question, he lashed out with a powerful Right Hook aimed at Lin Feng's left cheek!

"I'll show you how I became Deputy Captain!" Yang Cheng roared, putting his full force into the punch, intending to knock out a few of Lin Feng's teeth and teach him a lesson.

However, uncertain of Lin Feng's actual strength, Yang Cheng didn't dare aim for Lin Feng's temple. If Lin Feng were a weakling, a punch to the temple could be fatal. Yang Cheng, for whom fighting was as routine as eating, knew this well.

Yang Cheng expected Lin Feng to instinctively dodge. To his surprise, as his fist flew, Lin Feng didn't move a muscle, as if petrified by fear.

Useless trash… Yang Cheng was already sneering inwardly, confident of victory; no one he'd ever punched in the cheek had remained standing! Just as his fist was about to connect with Lin Feng's face, he suddenly saw Lin Feng casually raise his left palm to meet his fist.

Blocking a punch with a palm? Does he think he's Zhang Sanfeng? Yang Cheng mentally scoffed at Lin Feng's audacity.

BANG!

With a surge of Inner Strength, Lin Feng's left palm steadily caught Yang Cheng's Right Hook.

The immense impact force shot up Yang Cheng's arm, numbing his entire hand with pain! Yang Cheng felt as if he had punched an iron plate; the plate hadn't moved an inch, but his own knuckles felt like they were about to shatter!

Yang Cheng sucked in a sharp breath, desperately suppressing the urge to cry out in pain. He stared at Lin Feng, his face a mask of disbelief. My punch can shatter five bricks, and this guy caught it with one palm! What kind of monster is he? Even Captain Ye wouldn't dare to meet my full force head-on like that!

A gust of night wind blew past, and Yang Cheng felt a terrifying chill rise from the depths of his heart.

"Deputy Captain Yang, is it? It seems you're not only lacking in intelligence but also in physical prowess!" Lin Feng withdrew his left palm, his gaze falling on Yang Cheng. He revealed a row of neat, white teeth as he spoke lightly.

Watching Lin Feng's calm and composed demeanor, Yang Cheng involuntarily shivered, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

"Originally, out of consideration for your being Ye Lin's colleague, I wasn't going to pursue this…" Lin Feng began, his voice soft.

Yang Cheng showed a hint of pleasant surprise and nodded repeatedly.

"Unfortunately, you decided to be foul-mouthed. It would be rude not to return a kick!" Lin Feng suddenly flashed a brilliant smile and lashed out with a kick towards Yang Cheng.

Seeing Lin Feng's sudden attack, Yang Cheng's expression changed. He reflexively brought up his left arm to block Lin Feng's incoming kick.

SLAP!

Yang Cheng, with a desperate hope in his eyes, managed to block Lin Feng's kick with his left arm. However, the tremendous force was far more than he could withstand. With a THUD, Yang Cheng was sent flying four or five meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

"It's late. Rest well, and remember what I said…" Lin Feng said leisurely to Yang Cheng on the ground before calmly turning and walking away.

With that kick, Lin Feng had held back, using only thirty percent of his strength—just enough to dislocate Yang Cheng's arm. This leniency was because Lin Feng still respected his position as a detective.

Yang Cheng watched Lin Feng's departing figure with terror in his eyes, not daring to utter another sound. Is this guy even human?

...

Lin Feng drove the Passat, its engine sounding a bit rough, back to the villa. He slept soundly until two the next afternoon. He then got up, showered, ate a casual meal out, and drove to the street opposite Xie Nan's Fenghuo Bar.

Before he even got out of the car, Lin Feng heard a commotion. He saw thirty to forty flamboyantly dressed young thugs swaggering from the street corner towards Fenghuo Bar. At their head was Lin Feng's "old acquaintance," Gou Fei, the second master of the Axe Gang!

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