"Hiss..."

The bathroom door opened, steam billowing out, as Xiao Hong stepped out barefoot, wrapped in a towel, her wet long hair cascading down to her waist.

A few bruises on her face didn’t mar her beauty.

Her delicate features and arched eyebrows made people want to protect her, yet there was a stubborn sharpness about her.

The crimson lipstick on her lips added a touch of allure and charm, and as she walked barefoot, her legs, hips, and waist formed perfect curves.

The key is,

This woman, though young, was very adept at using her advantages. Even with injuries on her body, every move she made exuded temptation.

"Master!"

As she approached, her eyes turned red:

"You’re a good man. If it wasn’t for you covering for me, Surname Cheng might have beaten me to death!"

"Master,"

"What are you looking at?"

Fang Zheng gestured downwards lightly:

"Looking downstairs."

The room they were in was on the second floor of the nightclub, and from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one couldn’t see inside, but from inside, one could clearly see outside.

Standing in front of the window, the chaotic scene of revelry on the first floor was completely visible.

This setup had its own appeal.

"It’s quite lively."

Xiao Hong approached, her gaze flickering, she whispered:

"Does Master like places like this?"

"No."

Fang Zheng gently shook his head:

"I just find it interesting."

In his ’eyes’, everyone in the nightclub appeared as glowing masses of energy, devouring others and releasing their own energy.

’People have seven emotions and six desires, their hearts restless, instinctively wanting to gain energy from the outside world. Women, money, and thrills are all to satisfy themselves.’

’Little do they know, the desire is insatiable!’

’If people want to satisfy themselves with things from the outside world, they will only exhaust themselves, ending up in a state of bone and flesh rot, never truly satisfied.’

’To truly achieve Perfection, one must seek within oneself.’

’Flawless!’

"This is truly flawless!"

A Flawless Martial Artist is not just about having a flawless body and not leaking essence; they must also have a flawless mind and spirit, achieving Perfection. Only then can they be truly flawless.

Only in this way,

can one take a step further and enter the realm of Master or Martial Sect.

"Interesting?"

Xiao Hong glanced at the nightclub, then smiled and nodded:

"It is indeed interesting."

The meaning of ’interesting’ in their conversation was completely different, but Fang Zheng didn’t explain, only showing a slight smile as he watched the chaos below.

"Master."

Seeing Fang Zheng not taking any action, Xiao Hong’s beautiful eyes turned, her eyes reddened:

"I never took money from Surname Cheng. He forced me to write an IOU. You’re a good man; can you help me leave here?"

"You want to leave?" Fang Zheng tilted his head to look at her:

"The door is behind you, you can leave anytime."

"..." Xiao Hong’s beautiful eyes flickered, and she lowered her head, speaking softly:

"But I wrote an IOU, they won’t let me go that easily!"

"Mmm..."

"My dad was forced to write an IOU back then, those thugs broke into my house and killed my mom in front of me."

"Is that so?" Fang Zheng remained expressionless:

"I heard you are an orphan?"

Uh...

Xiao Hong’s sobbing stopped abruptly.

She then took a deep breath and said, sullenly:

"Master, actually the ten million from Surname Cheng wasn’t taken by someone else, I secretly hid it. If you help me leave here, I can give you half."

Fang Zheng thought for a moment, took out his phone, and showed her a text message.

The message was an account receipt.

Xiao Hong stared at the long string of zeros in the text message, her mouth agape, even reaching up to rub her eyes, repeatedly confirming she wasn’t seeing things.

Damn!

How much freaking money is this?

"Fake...right?"

"Master!"

She lifted her head, her voice syrupy sweet:

"It’s getting late, let me serve you to rest."

"Actually, things aren’t as complicated as you think." Fang Zheng turned around, speaking to Xiao Hong, who was about to undress:

"I said, you are priceless."

"Really?"

Xiao Hong smiled sweetly, not believing it at all, slowly peeling off the towel on her body, revealing her fair and graceful figure.

Accompanied by it,

was a glint of cold light!

At some point, a sharp piece of glass appeared in Xiao Hong’s hand, wrapped with a towel at one end and held in her hand.

The sharp end was pointed at Fang Zheng’s throat, and the charming expression on her face disappeared, replaced by a fierce tone:

"Go to the door, say you’re taking me out for a walk."

?

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Put your clothes on first."

There’s no denying, Xiao Hong had developed well, not small at all.

The door opened.

Two men in suits blocked the way.

"Master."

One of them had a cigarette in his mouth, speaking in a muffled voice:

"Throughout these seven days, this woman will be in the room waiting for you, but you can’t take her out. Our boss specifically instructed."

Xiao Hong’s tender body tensed, she clung to Fang Zheng’s arm, pressing the hidden sharp object against him.

"Rest assured."

Fang Zheng’s expression remained unchanged:

"If she goes missing, I’ll cover her debt."

"With your word, we’re relieved." The man in the suit grinned, as if waiting for these words, gesturing for them to pass:

"Please!"

They weren’t afraid of Xiao Hong escaping.

Even if she escaped, there was Fang Zheng.

Even if both escaped, they could still seek an explanation from Bao Huisheng. If they could drag the Bao Family into this, a mere ten million would be nothing.

Moreover...

Xiao Hong couldn’t escape!

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"Hiss..."

Under the dark night.

A car stopped in front of a narrow, dark alley.

Fang Zheng got out of the car, scanned for the fare, and as the taxi drove away, Xiao Hong sprinted into the alley, only a blurred silhouette could be seen.

"Ha..."

Shaking his head slightly, he stepped into the dark alley.

In the early years of the city’s rapid development, many tall buildings were erected. Due to lack of planning, many buildings were built very close to each other.