High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Around 9 a.m., at Guanlan Mansion Villa.

Zhang Qingqing changed into a simple white T-shirt and slim-fitting high-waisted jeans, and carried a small canvas bag as she walked downstairs.

"Dad, Mom, I've made plans to study at the city library with my classmates today, so I won't be home for lunch."

Zhang Qingqing lied without batting an eye.

Seeing that their daughter was studying so hard even though she was about to take the college entrance exam, Zhang Hai and Li Yue readily agreed. Li Yue even gave her a few hundred yuan to have a nice lunch.

As I stepped out of the villa area, I could hear the piercing sound of an electric motorcycle engine from afar.

Cao Min was already waiting by the roadside. She was dressed exceptionally provocatively today, wearing a tight black crop top and extremely short denim shorts, with her colorful tattoo on her upper thighs on full display, attracting frequent glances from passing security guards.

"Qingqing! Over here!"

Cao Min took off her helmet and waved.

Zhang Qingqing jogged over and looked at Cao Min's outfit, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but still got on the back of the electric motorcycle.

"Hold on tight!"

Cao Min grinned mischievously and twisted the throttle sharply with his right hand. With the roar of the motor, the front of the electric motorcycle suddenly lifted up, performing an extremely dangerous "wheelie" start on the road.

"ah--!"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Zhang Qingqing cry out in surprise, and she hugged Cao Min's waist tightly with both hands.

But with the oncoming gale and the thrill of breaking the rules, her heart was pounding, and a hint of excitement flickered in her eyes.

Sensing the girl's reaction in the back seat, Cao Min smirked smugly. Having been in the workforce for so long, she knew all too well how to handle obedient girls from privileged backgrounds who were overly protected and under immense academic pressure.

The more suppressed one is, the more one yearns for this seemingly rebellious stimulation.

Half an hour later, the electric motorcycle stopped at the magnificent entrance of "Royal Dynasty KTV" on South Street.

"Come on, let me take you upstairs to relax. The private room is full of big brothers I know today. I'll introduce you to some handsome guys later."

Cao Min familiarly took Zhang Qingqing's hand and led her inside.

We took the elevator to the luxurious VIP suite on the top floor, where a waiter respectfully pushed open the heavy door.

As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed with a pungent perfume hit me.

The private room, which was as large as a large apartment, was filled with smoke and dim, flickering lights.

Seven or eight shady-looking young men sat on the leather sofa, empty wine bottles were piled up on the coffee table, and several scantily clad KTV hostesses were dancing to loud music in the middle of the room.

Zhang Qingqing had never seen anything like this before. She suddenly stopped in her tracks and subconsciously took a half step back, a thought of retreating creeping into her mind: "Minmin... maybe I should go back. It's too stuffy here, I'm not used to it."

"Oh dear, we're already here, why go back!" Cao Min reacted quickly, pulling her into the private room and slamming the door shut, cutting off her escape route.

Cao Min pulled her to sit down on the sofa in the corner and handed her a drink with an unknown color: "Brother Qiang and Young Master Ye will be here soon. They are really big shots. Drink some water to soothe your throat."

Zhang Qingqing took the cup but didn't drink from it. Instead, she placed it on the table in front of her and forced a smile: "I'm not thirsty."

Zhang Qingqing felt extremely uncomfortable. She sat with her legs together at an angle, her hands gripping the straps of her canvas bag awkwardly, her posture becoming very conservative and defensive. The occasional scrutinizing and aggressive glances from the surrounding young men made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, and she increasingly regretted agreeing to come out today.

But the door was already closed, and she didn't dare to suggest leaving on her own.

Fortunately, the ordeal didn't last long. After a short while, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

The previously loud music was turned down, and all the young people immediately stubbed out their cigarettes and stood up in unison.

"Hello, Young Master Ye! Hello, Brother Qiang!"

A young man in his early twenties walked in with his hands in his pockets and a cocky, nonchalant air about him.

The man had striking blond hair and deep, defined features, clearly of Eastern European descent; he was indeed very handsome.

Wang Qiang, the arrogant gang leader from last night, now followed the blond youth with a respectful expression, half a step behind him.

Cao Min whispered excitedly in Zhang Qingqing's ear, "Qingqing, look! That blond handsome guy in the front is Young Master Ye!"

Ye Sheng casually glanced around the private room, his gaze quickly settling on Zhang Qingqing in the corner, just like Wang Qiang's.

The moment Ye Sheng saw Zhang Qingqing, an undisguised look of amazement and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhang Qingqing was dressed simply today, her pure and innocent look—a high school student in a white T-shirt and jeans—was a breath of fresh air among the heavily made-up women.

In addition, her tall and curvaceous figure, shaped by dance training since childhood, perfectly hit Ye Sheng's aesthetic weak point.

"This beautiful lady looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?"

Ye Sheng ignored the others, walked straight to the sofa opposite Zhang Qingqing, sat down, and greeted her with a smile.

Zhang Qingqing nervously clutched her bag and nodded politely, "Hello."

"Qiangzi said you're still in high school? Which school?"

Ye Sheng crossed his legs and asked in a casual tone.

"Qingzhou No.1 Middle School".

"Oh? What a coincidence." Ye Sheng's smile grew even brighter, and he leaned forward.

"I also graduated from Qingzhou No. 1 High School, so we're officially senior and junior classmates. Come on, junior, it's rare for us to get together today, let me toast you."

As he spoke, Ye Sheng picked up the half-full glass of foreign liquor from his teacup and handed it over.

Seeing this, Cao Min immediately stood up and egged him on: "Qingqing, Young Master Ye rarely offers toasts, hurry up and take the lead!"

The dozen or so henchmen around him joined in, whistling, banging on the table, and shouting, "One drink! One drink!"

Faced with this situation, Zhang Qingqing, who had never experienced much hardship in society, had no idea how to refuse. She stiffly picked up the wine glass in front of her and, under the gaze of the group, forced herself to take a small sip.

The pungent, irritating alcohol burned down her throat and into her stomach instantly. Zhang Qingqing choked, her brows furrowing; this stuff was truly awful.

Upon seeing that she had drunk the wine, a cheer erupted in the private room.

Ye Sheng smiled with satisfaction, then waved his hand impatiently at the KTV hostesses around him, saying, "Alright, alright, stop getting in the way, all of you get out."

The hostesses who were serving drinks immediately and discreetly filed out.

After everyone else had left, Ye Sheng stood up, changed seats, and sat down next to Zhang Qingqing.

When Zhang Qingqing smelled the strong scent of cologne and alcohol on Ye Sheng's body approaching, she froze and unconsciously moved a little to the other side of the sofa as if she had been electrocuted, trying to create some distance.

Ye Sheng keenly noticed her evasive movements, but he was neither angry nor did he press her further.

He leaned back on the sofa, holding a wine glass, glancing at the uneasy Zhang Qingqing out of the corner of his eye, and sneered inwardly.

Not in a hurry.

He'd seen far too many girls like this, still clinging to the ivory tower, seemingly aloof but actually terrified inside. Once they were in this private room and had a few drinks, he could easily win her over tonight.