With Zheng Shuting, Caught in the Act

On the television, The Nine Daughters of the Xia Family was currently playing.

Chu Feng leaned back against a leather headboard. It had been custom-made by hand, crafted from a single piece of bleached calfskin.

Li Xueli had already fallen fast asleep.

This left Chu Feng feeling quite helpless.

He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to perceive the effects of the "Tantric Joyful Zen" on his body.

This was also an experiment.

The results showed that Chu Feng could indeed enhance his physical body in all aspects through the acts of yin and yang.

However, this came with equal shares of advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage was that Chu Feng's strength was steadily increasing. Much like the novels he used to read, it felt as though there was a tiny person sitting in his dantian, continuously and effortlessly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making him ever more powerful.

Of course, in this world, there was no such thing as a tiny person.

Yet the disadvantages were equally obvious.

Presently, Li Xueli was no longer able to satisfy his martial arts demands.

On the screen, the male and female leads were engaged in an intense confrontation scene, but Chu Feng had no heart to watch. After all, he had already seen it several times in his past life.

Back in the prison cafeteria, those few popular television series were always played on an endless loop.

He placed his laptop on his thighs and opened the document that Xuanxuan had sent him.

It was a Word document containing various points of knowledge summarized by Xuanxuan.

"The lowest hermits hide in the wilderness, the middle hermits hide in the city, and the greatest hermits hide in the imperial court?" Chu Feng scrolled with the mouse. "Ever since the advent of the modern era, martial artists have become increasingly scarce. Once, there was a martial artist in every ten people, but now it's basically one in ten thousand."

Chu Feng scratched his head. "Absolute nonsense. Does she really think this is a movie?"

Yet Chu Feng soon realized that these documents were not spouting nonsense.

After all, Chu Feng was a personal survivor of it all!

Under normal circumstances, when a person dies, that is the end of it; how could anyone ever be reborn?

Yet he had indeed been reborn!

And he had been reborn precisely at the point in time he regretted the most.

He glanced at Li Xueli, who was covered by a blanket beside him. In his past life, she had been the crucial pivot.

Yet now, relying on the information and experience of his past life, he had made her his own woman.

Both body and soul, she belonged to him entirely.

In his past life, this was something Chu Feng would never have dared to imagine.

Li Xueli was inherently a beautiful woman and took exceptionally good care of herself. Though she was thirty-one years old, she looked just like a maiden of eighteen.

Slender in figure, fair-skinned, with delicate facial features, Chu Feng could hardly find a single flaw on her.

If he truly had to find a contradiction, it would be that this woman possessed an extreme lack of security and would sometimes impulsively do reckless things.

Chu Feng pinched Li Xueli's cheek, but she was far too exhausted to be woken up.

"Hoo..." Chu Feng took a deep breath, paid her no further mind, and continued browsing the document.

Since rebirth existed, the concept of martial artists existed as well.

Nothing wrong with that.

"Third-class, second-class, first-class, grandmaster? What the hell, there are even ranks?" Chu Feng laughed through his tears.

He checked the time; it was ten o'clock.

Xuanxuan should not be asleep yet.

He directly sent a message to Xuanxuan: "Xuanxuan, can I ask you something?"

"Drinking." Xuanxuan sent a photo back, showing her holding a glass of cocktail.

Chu Feng quickly typed on the keyboard: "I read those files of yours. Right now, the two of us... what level would you say we are at?"

"Nonsense, third-class of course! To put it in common terms, just entry-level!" Xuanxuan replied instantly.

Chu Feng asked again: "Both third-class? Then why can't I beat you?"

"Well, obviously. I've been practicing since I was a child, how long have you even been at it! But Zhang Fuqiang seems to have a second-class expert, or maybe even a first-class one, by his side," Xuanxuan replied.

Chu Feng frowned: "Are you talking about Ying Tianlong?"

"He's an expert too, a second-class expert who has mastered the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt through hard Qigong. He's still a virgin to this day, and ordinary people can't break his defense at all," Xuanxuan answered nonchalantly.

Chu Feng changed his posture as he lay: "You mentioned first-class, who is the first-class?"

"That's why I said 'or else'! That kind of expert rarely shows their face normally! Do you have any more questions? I'm going to drink with my good sister!"

"None!"

"Little Brother Chu Feng, do you want to come drink together? I'll introduce my sister to you!" With that, Xuanxuan sent Chu Feng a playful selfie.

Xuanxuan's sister had large, golden, curly hair, looked unmistakably like a femme fatale, and wore heavy makeup.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth twitched. "You'd better introduce her to someone else! I'm going back to watching TV!"

He directly closed the computer.

Early the next morning, Emperor Nightclub.

Chu Feng did not come to Emperor every single day; rather, he came every few days, leaving Zheng Shuting to manage things in his absence.

Today, Zheng Shuting was dressed in a sharp, professional suit.

On her upper body was a white shirt, paired with a black denim hip-skimming skirt on the lower half. Her hair was tied into a large ponytail, complemented by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making her look remarkably youthful.

"Stinky little brother, how come you finally deigned to show your face today!" Seeing Chu Feng, Zheng Shuting let out a soft, teasing laugh and immediately put down her documents to walk over.

"Boss." The surrounding receptionists and security guards also bowed toward Chu Feng.

"Brother." Mengzi walked over as well, wearing a security uniform that fit him exceptionally well.

Chu Feng patted Mengzi's shoulder and then said to Zheng Shuting, "Sis, do you know Wangyue Bar?"

"That's my sister's bar. Are you looking to acquire it?" Zheng Shuting swayed her waist as she walked over.

Several nearby security guards felt their breathing grow ragged at the sight of Zheng Shuting's alluring figure.

Yet Zheng Shuting seemed to thoroughly enjoy such admiring gazes.

Chu Feng smiled. "I need to find someone recently! Come!"

The two of them went up to the top-floor office.

Since the internal personnel of Emperor Nightclub had not been shifted around, everyone was busy with their own tasks.

Zheng Shuting poured a cup of tea for Chu Feng. "I wonder what kind of person my stinky little brother is looking for?"

She placed the tea on Chu Feng's desk and then began to massage his shoulders.

Chu Feng placed a photo of Qian Kai on the desk. "Have your most core subordinates track this person down. Within three days, I want to know his whereabouts."

"This is..." Zheng Shuting picked up the photo to examine it, smiling faintly. "No problem. Since my stinky little brother wants to find someone, your big sister will mobilize all her resources to help you... But as for the reward..."

"Haven't I already given you a salary?" Chu Feng took a sip of tea. "It's twice what you used to make."

"I'm not talking about the salary." Zheng Shuting's eyes were filled with alluring charm, her expressive peach-blossom eyes fixed intently on Chu Feng.

In this moment, it felt as though Chu Feng had instead become the prey.

"Heh..." Chu Feng smiled and pulled Zheng Shuting directly into his arms. "Since that fire at home hasn't completely died down yet, I'll let you have a taste of my methods!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to make a move, the door pushed open.

The person who entered turned out to be Shi Fei.

Seeing the ambiguous posture of the two of them, Shi Fei instantly lowered his head. "Chu Feng, you're here..."