Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Shut up!" Lin Fang glared at her, then turned to stare fiercely at Chen Feng. "What's in your head? Did you fall into a cesspool as a child and get shit in your brain?"

Chen Feng looked aggrieved: "My mom said that big cities are very chaotic, and nine out of ten women who work in those kinds of places aren't respectable people..."

"What else did your mother say?" Lin Fang asked through gritted teeth in anger.

"My mom says that very beautiful women are dangerous..."

Lin Fang took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but her chest was still heaving with anger, and the buttons on her shirt were almost popping open. She pointed at Chen Feng's nose and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Listen to me carefully, I'm the supervisor there, in charge of managing the waiters and private room arrangements, not the kind of woman you're thinking of!"

"Oh..." Chen Feng nodded, his expression showing a mixture of understanding and confusion. "What about the women who work as hostesses?"

"Those are the 'hostesses' in the private rooms!" Lin Fang practically shouted. "They're waitresses, not prostitutes!"

"Is there a difference?" Chen Feng tilted his head and asked sincerely.

"The difference is huge!" Lin Fang was so angry that she was about to grab her chopsticks again, but Liu Yu stopped her.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing." Liu Yu laughed until her stomach hurt. "He just came from the village, what does he know?" She turned to Chen Feng, winked, and said, "Hey, you country bumpkin, do you even know what a young lady does?"

Chen Feng's face flushed red, and he lowered his head, whispering, "It's...it's about sleeping with men..."

"Then do you know what you do when you sleep with a man?" Liu Yu asked with a wicked smile.

"Let's do that..."

"Wow, you know quite a lot, huh?"

Lin Fang ignored her, took a deep breath, and said to Chen Feng, "In short, I have a legitimate job at Jinbihuihuang, and the money I earn is clean. If you dare to say anything more, believe me, I'll kick you out!"

"No, no, no!" Chen Feng quickly waved his hands. "I was wrong, Sister Fang, I'll never do it again."

He paused, then added softly, "I'm just... I'm just worried about you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fang's anger subsided considerably. Looking at Chen Feng's honest face and sincere eyes, a corner of her heart softened. She turned her face away and muttered, "Mind your own business, you country bumpkin."

Liu Yu, watching from the side, shook her head. Picking up the last piece of fried dough stick, she said slowly, "Alright, alright, stop flirting. If we don't leave now, we'll be late."

"Who's flirting!" Lin Fang snapped, exasperated. "Get ready! We're leaving in ten minutes!"

She turned and went back to her room to change, her steps slightly hurried. Chen Feng watched her retreating figure, scratched his head, and whispered to Liu Yu, "Did I say something wrong?"

"What do you think?" Liu Yu rolled her eyes at him, but a smile played on her lips. "But... although what you said was rough, it was actually quite heartwarming."

She leaned closer to Chen Feng and lowered her voice: "Let me tell you, Sister Fang is a well-known cold beauty in Jinbihuihuang. So many people have tried to pursue her, but she's always turned them away with her insults. And you, you come here and immediately call her a prostitute..."

"I did not mean that……"

"I know you didn't mean it that way," Liu Yu smiled like a little fox, "but you know what? Sometimes women just like to hear silly things like that."

Chen Feng looked bewildered: "Why?"

"Because..." Liu Yu thought for a moment, "because it shows you care about her."

She stood up, stretched, and her nightgown rode up, revealing a glimpse of her fair waist: "Country bumpkin, keep up the good work."

After saying that, she swayed her hips and went back to her room to change her clothes. Chen Feng sat at the table, looking at the two women's closed doors, his mind a jumbled mess.

He suddenly remembered the old beggar's words: "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. The more you try to guess, the less you understand. It's better to be direct; that way, you'll hit their weak spot."

Just then, there was a loud knocking sound at the door, so rough it sounded like someone was about to smash it open.

"Lin Fang! Open the door! Where's the rent? It's due on the 15th of this month, and today's the 25th!"

It was a man's voice, greasy and arrogant, with a distinctly lecherous tone.

Lin Fang's expression changed. She came out of the room to open the door and muttered under her breath, "That old lecherous Fatty Wang is here again."

At this moment, Liu Yu also came out and sat down at the dining table. Liu Yu whispered to Chen Feng, "The landlord is a lecherous old man in his forties. He comes to collect the rent every few days and tries to take advantage of me. Last time he even tried to touch Sister Fang's butt, and Sister Fang hit him with her high heels."

As soon as the door opened, there was indeed a portly, middle-aged fat man, bald, with a face full of fat, his eyes narrowed into slits, leering into the room. He immediately spotted Liu Yu in her nightgown, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, Lin Fang, why haven't you paid your rent yet?" Fatty Wang grinned, his eyes darting towards Lin Fang's chest. "How about... a two-day grace period? But you'll have to offer something in return, right?"

As he spoke, he put his fat hand on Lin Fang's shoulder, his mouth almost reaching his ears in a wide grin.

Lin Fang stepped back, her face turning cold: "Fatty Wang, don't you dare lay a finger on me. I'll give you the money this afternoon."

"Afternoon? By afternoon, it'll be too late!" Fatty Wang, emboldened by being the landlord, squeezed through the door, his eyes sweeping over Liu Yu before settling on Chen Feng. He said sarcastically, "Oh, is this the new gigolo you hired? You two serving one? Pretty open-minded."

One sentence made Lin Fang and Liu Yu's faces turn white with anger.

Fatty Wang walked straight to the dining table, glanced at Chen Feng, and said, "Kid, move over for me."

Chen Feng actually obeyed and moved his buttocks to the left.

Lin Fang rolled her eyes, feeling like a million grass mud horses were galloping through her mind. How could such a tall and strong man be so cowardly? He told you to move, so you moved.

"It's not like I can't not pay rent, but you guys have to show some consideration. What's a little extra expense if you make me comfortable?"

After saying that, he looked at Chen Feng with a lewd expression, "Little brother, you're quite the ladies' man. You've got both of these top-notch beauties by yourself. Why don't you share one with me, or maybe we can... hahaha"

Chen Feng shook his head: "No, she's my sister."

"Your sister? What happened to her? Wouldn't that make things even more exciting?"

"Have you ever played with your sister?" Chen Feng asked seriously. Fatty Wang was stunned, unsure whether the kid was teasing him or not.

"Fuck you!" he said, raising his hand to shove Chen Feng in the chest.

Chen Feng didn't move an inch. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Wang Pangzi's wrist, a simple smile on his face: "Uncle, let's shake hands and get to know each other."

Just as Fatty Wang was about to curse, he suddenly felt as if his wrist was being clamped by iron clamps, his bones cracking and popping. The pain made his face turn deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"Ouch—it hurts! Let go! Let go!"

Chen Feng tightened his grip, and Fatty Wang fell to his knees with a thud, his fat face contorted in pain, snot and tears streaming down his face: "Hero! Hero, spare my life! I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Lin Fang and Liu Yu were both stunned. Liu Yu covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief—was this really the same country boy whose face turned as red as a monkey's bottom last night?

Chen Feng released his grip, leaned down, and patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder, his voice calm: "From now on, be more polite when collecting rent. Show some respect to women. Understand?"

"Got it! Got it! I understand!" Fatty Wang scrambled out of the room, not daring to turn back and close the door. There was a strong smell of urine in his crotch—he had wet himself in fear.

The door slammed shut, and the room was silent for two seconds.

Lin Fang was the first to react. She looked at Chen Feng, her phoenix eyes narrowed into slits, but a meaningful smile slowly crept onto her lips.

Liu Yu's mouth dropped open, and after a long pause, she managed to stammer, "What...what were you doing just now? Did you crush his wrist?"

Chen Feng scratched his head, chuckled twice, and sat back down to continue drinking his soy milk: "I didn't crush it, just to teach him a lesson. We mountain people aren't talkative, but we won't tolerate anyone bullying my sister."

Lin Fang didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly, the smile in her eyes growing deeper and deeper, like a pool of spring water, making people uneasy.

Liu Yu bit her lip and suddenly felt that the moment she bumped into his arms that morning... wasn't so bad after all.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the three people. The steam from the soy milk was still rising, and the fried dough sticks were still fragrant.