"Hmph!
Barging in and knocking on my door out of nowhere—clearly a scam.
As if I’d fall for something so obvious."
Yi Feng, with a touch of pride, returned to his room and sat back down.
Time to count his money.
Meanwhile, Mei Xian'er stood frozen outside, taking a long moment to process what had just happened.
Her delicate fists clenched, her expression twisting into one of barely contained fury.
"You little brat, you’ve got some nerve!"
"I refuse to believe I can’t handle you," she muttered through gritted teeth before knocking again.
"Sir, though we’ve never met, I find myself in desperate straits and must trouble you for help."
"My name is Ye Qing'er of Thousand Leaves Island. I’ve been poisoned, and if you could spare your aid, my island would repay you tenfold—any condition you name, we shall fulfill."
Mei Xian'er’s voice, urgent yet laced with a seductive undertone, wormed its way into Yi Feng’s ears.
It unsettled him so much that he kept miscounting his coins.
"Could she actually be in trouble?"
Yi Feng pinched his nose, lost in thought.
If that were the case, turning her away and letting her die would be downright heartless.
As someone raised with the noble traditions of his homeland, leaving others to perish wasn’t in his nature.
Maybe he should hear her out.
With that in mind, Yi Feng stashed his money away and went to open the door.
The moment the door creaked open, Mei Xian'er’s eyes flickered with a fleeting triumph.
"What’s going on with you?"
Yi Feng blocked the doorway, arms crossed, refusing her entry.
"Sir, it’s like this—while training near the Teleportation Island, I was poisoned by an unknown assailant."
"The toxin is flaring up now, and I have no choice but to seek someone to help purge it. I truly have no other option."
Mei Xian'er spun her tale with practiced ease.
Her brows furrowed, eyes glistening with unshed tears, her delicate frame trembling ever so slightly—a picture of vulnerability designed to tug at the heartstrings.
"That’s rough, but I don’t know the first thing about detoxing!" Yi Feng frowned.
"If I’ve come to you, then you must be the one who can save me," Mei Xian'er insisted, her voice trembling.
"Me? How?"
Yi Feng was baffled. "Since when do I have that skill?"
"Then what poison is it, exactly?" he pressed.
At this, the alluring woman before him lowered her head, cheeks flushing crimson, her words stumbling into silence.
"It’s… a love gu."
"A vicious toxin that forces me to find a man and… dual cultivate with him within a set time to expel it."
"You, sir, are not only a man but also exceptional in bearing and appearance—exactly the kind of partner I’ve always dreamed of. So… so…"
Mei Xian'er feigned shyness, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"I beg you to dual cultivate with me and cleanse this poison."
"If afterward, you find me agreeable, I would gladly become yours."
"But if I’m not to your liking, I won’t demand responsibility. Still, I’d repay your kindness with riches or treasures—anything you desire, I’ll provide."
Her pleading gaze locked onto Yi Feng, wide and pitiful like a wronged kitten.
Her body swayed weakly, subtly leaning closer.
Inwardly, however, she was smug.
There was no way he could resist this.
Sure enough, her body inched closer until it brushed against his.
A smirk tugged at her lips.
But just as victory seemed assured—
"Get lost!"
A sharp shout cut through the air, followed by a kick square to her chest.
Caught off guard, Mei Xian'er went flying backward.
THUD!
The door slammed shut behind her.
Inside, Yi Feng grumbled under his breath.
At first, he’d actually believed her sob story. But the more she spoke, the more absurd it became.
Beautiful, wealthy, offering herself and payment?
No strings attached?
This was no different from those "wealthy heiress seeks heir" scams plastered on telephone poles in his past life.
He’d never forget his naive teenage self, dialing that number only to lose his entire month’s allowance.
As a modern man well-versed in anti-fraud tactics, there was no way he’d fall for such a cheap trick.
Absolutely no way.
Still, he hadn’t gone overboard. Without actual losses, a scammer didn’t deserve death.
A solid kick as a lesson was punishment enough.
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