Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

The proprietress half leaned against the counter with her arms folded, and pointed toward the room at the back of the house.

Xing Feng hid behind Lang Xi and walked towards the changing room, trying his best to avoid the boss's gaze along the way.

However, despite this, Xing Feng still felt the proprietress's gaze following him all the way, as if she was staring at his exposed ankles.

Xing Feng's heart tightened. The strange feeling of being stared at like that gave him goose bumps and a little hair all over his body.

Fortunately, after arriving at the changing room, the feeling finally subsided a little.

Although the environment here is simple, with thin wooden boards covering the walls, and only a simple door and a hook inside, it looks small and cramped.

In addition, because the lighting is not very good, it seems that no one has been here for a long time, which makes people feel a little suffocated.

But at least no one was watching.

Xing Feng walked in and was about to close the door when a warm body suddenly pressed against his back.

Lang Xi followed Xing Feng in and stood firmly behind Xing Feng.

"No, Langxi, why are you coming in?" Xing Feng looked back at Langxi with a confused look on his face.

"Your Highness, I have to ensure your safety." Lang Xi said seriously.

The corner of Xing Feng's mouth twitched, and he realized that Langxi seemed to be even more excessive than Lisa, and didn't even understand the difference between men and women.

Lang Xi really didn't understand. She just wanted to complete Lisa's orders and had no other thoughts about Xing Feng at all.

"Don't come in until you're changed!"

Xing Feng blushed and tried to push Lang Xi out, but after he exerted force for a long time, Lang Xi just stood there motionless.

Xing Feng was very embarrassed. If Lang Xi insisted on being so stubborn, he would never change his clothes!

There was no other way, Xing Feng had to settle for the next best thing. For this straightforward guy, he had to use another way of gentle persuasion.

"Langxi, you see this place is so crowded, it's really inconvenient for me if you stand here, why don't you wait for me outside for a while, and then we can go after I change, okay?"

Lang Xi hesitated for a moment and realized that it was just as Xing Feng said, this cubicle was too crowded and it was indeed not very convenient to change clothes.

So she nodded and took a step back.

"Your Highness, I will stand outside. Please do not close the door..."

"boom--"

The door suddenly closed in front of me, and the next second there was a click of the lock.

"Just wait outside and don't come in." Xing Feng warned outside.

Lang Xi looked at the closed door in front of her, was silent for a moment, and finally leaned against the wall silently. At the same time, she also found that the proprietress outside was leaving the gate stealthily.

In the dressing room,

Finally, he got Lang Xi out as he wished. Xing Feng took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He looked down at the clothes in his hands. Although the quality was average and not as good as the ones Rose Neck Farah picked for him, it was at least much better than the one he was wearing now.

No, no, why was he thinking of Farah again? Xing Feng shook his head, trying to shake off his worries about Farah and the others. Now he should worry more about himself.

What would he do after returning to the Empire? Could he just go and claim his relatives, but would that really bring him help?

The more Xing Feng thought about it, the more upset he became, and in the end he could only sigh secretly.

This feeling of taking one step at a time and passively stepping towards the unknown is extremely uncomfortable.

Now we should change our clothes and leave here quickly. We can talk to Lisa about the next thing when we get back to the boat.

Just when Xing Feng was about to take off his clothes, and even revealed some of his white waist and abdomen, his hands suddenly stopped moving.

Because he remembered the look in the proprietress's eyes just now, and he always felt that something was wrong!

After all, there seem to be few people on this island, so why is it that no one buys these normal clothes, but instead those weird clothes are placed outside?

It probably isn't because of the open-minded customs of the people. After all, the people I met along the way were all dressed normally, nothing special.

Moreover, there are not many fishermen going out to sea to fish, and there don’t seem to be many cargo ships docked at the port.

How do the people here make a living? Could it be that they rely on these foreign merchant ships?

Combined with the previous experience of being spied on on the boat, Xing Feng began to suspect whether there was some conspiracy.

So Xing Feng's eyes began to wander around the corners and the floor, trying to find anything unusual.

Although the wooden boards on the wall were mottled and old, there were no gaps where anything could be hidden, and the floor was surprisingly clean, with hardly any dust on it.

Am I really overthinking this? Xing Feng doubted himself for a moment and frowned in confusion.

However, just as he relaxed his guard a little and was about to continue changing his clothes, the floor under his feet suddenly split in the middle like a trap.

The next second, Xing Feng fell down without any warning, along with a little dust remaining on the ground.

After swallowing the person, the floor slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.

Lang Xi outside also noticed something unusual at this time. He walked forward and knocked on the door, asking Xing Feng if he was okay.

But after waiting for a long time without any response, Lang Xi broke the door lock and pulled the door down.

Looking at the empty compartment, Lang Xi's expression froze. He sniffed lightly, then stomped on the floor, his eyes fixed on the dark hole under his feet.

...

In the dim interior,

A woman wearing a jade ring is sitting at a simple table, holding a single-sided magnifying glass and concentrating on observing the shiny scales in her hand.

In front of her was a black-haired woman kneeling on the carpet beside her.

"I'm really risking my life this time. I've already given the person to you. As for the money..."

The black-haired woman looked nervous and her voice was trembling.

The woman with the ring did not look up, but continued to operate the magnifying glass attentively, while her other hand tapped lightly on the table, as if she was still thinking.

The black-haired woman gradually became anxious, even forgetting the rules, and actually raised her head to look at the woman.

"Sir, can you please give me a price? It doesn't matter if it's a little less. I just want cash."

The woman with the ring finally put down the magnifying glass in her hand, took off her white gloves, and bent down to look at the peasant kneeling on the ground.

"The goods are good, but the guy you messed with is not a good person."

The black-haired woman's expression tightened when she heard this, and she quickly added:

"My friend has distracted that guy, which should help him hold out for some time. I know you're worried about getting into trouble, but since we're going to have tonight..."

Before she could finish her words, she was slapped hard in the face. The black-haired woman tilted her head to the side and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Who gave you the courage to tell this? What happened tonight has nothing to do with you, bastard." The woman with the ring spoke in a very cold voice, and her well-maintained face looked very hideous at the moment.

"Sir...sir...I..."

The black-haired woman didn't expect to be slapped in the face so suddenly, and she didn't expect that the next second, she would be kicked straight in the face.

"Boom!"

Her back hit the wall violently, and she screamed in pain on the ground. Then the woman with the ring stood up and stepped forward, kicking her several more times in the waist and abdomen.

The tip of the shoe kicked into the fragile abdomen again and again, and the flesh made a dull sound. The black-haired woman's plea for mercy became weaker and weaker. In the end, she endured it silently like a sandbag, not daring to say a word.

"Well, that's enough. Just give me a few kicks to vent your anger. Don't kick my niece to death."

The proprietress of the clothing store just now leaned against the door frame and spoke.

But the woman with the ring didn't care at all. She just kicked the twitching body under her feet again and again until she was finally tired. Then she wiped the soles of her shoes with the black-haired woman's clothes, combed her messy hair a little, and returned to her previous seat.

I wonder where this mad dog gets the courage to bite people in a panic?

She had already shown him a special favor by allowing him to kneel before her, but this bastard actually ordered him around. He was becoming more and more unruly.

She picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then calmly ordered the people outside to drag the half-dead dog out of the office.

"Why are you so angry? My niece is a little bit crazy, but we are family after all."

The proprietress walked gracefully to sit next to the woman with the ring, sat sideways on her lap, put her arms around the woman's neck and kissed her face gently.

"We are family to you, but not to me. How dare you ask me for money?" The woman with the ring pinched her chin mercilessly and whispered.

Her voice was threatening because she knew from whose mouth the news came.

"You better recognize your position. Don't forget that you are just a clothes seller. I don't like people who talk too much. If you keep making trouble, go stay with those fat fish."

After she finished speaking, the woman with the ring pushed her away with force, and the proprietress suddenly lost her balance, twisted her ankle and fell to the ground.

She gritted her teeth, held back the tears in her eyes, climbed up, and limped away.

The woman with the ring was too lazy to pay attention to this brainless toy. She opened the box beside her and gently placed the scales on the table into the box.

At this time, there were still a few bloody scales lying quietly in the box, and the bright red liquid was particularly dazzling in the dim light.

Suddenly there was a voice outside the door.

"Sir, the person has just woken up."

The woman with the ring closed the box and looked up and gave the order.

"Bring the man up here so I can see what he is like."

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Chapter 172 How dare you bite me!!!

The woman with the ring was rolling the gold coins on the back of her hand with a look of disdain.

Although she said she wanted to see the quality, she actually didn't care at all. She just wanted to assess the price this time.

After all, she had seen a lot of handsome men, whether they were the tender and delicate little saint master of the empire or the exclusive concubine of the royal nobles, she had seen all kinds of beauties.

To put it bluntly, it's just a nice-looking shell and is not as real as a lot of money.

Soon, a notification was heard from outside, and then the door was opened.

A woman who looked like she was not easy to mess with first walked into the house with her head lowered, and then she pulled the chain in her hand.

Xing Feng, with wooden handcuffs on his hands and shackles on his ankles, staggered in.

For a moment, the iron made a crisp sound of clinking in the house.

The woman with the ring looked up and her eyes fell on Xing Feng.

However, after just one glance, she felt a shock in her heart and froze in place.

She once thought that the perfect appearance was just like this, but after seeing Xing Feng, she realized how ignorant she was just a few seconds ago, and she actually regarded those useless people as beauties!

The dim light could not conceal her long silver hair that seemed woven with soft moonlight. Her holy face was like an angel with compassion for all living beings. From her skin to her bones, there was not an inch of flaw on her.

But what intoxicated her the most was the pair of slightly out-of-focus azure eyes under the messy hair. They seemed like a clear spring without any impurities, looking at her calmly.

When she finally came to her senses, she found that she had come to the beauty without knowing when. She stretched out her right hand and tried to touch the beauty's face, wanting to verify that what she saw was not an illusion.

Xing Feng turned his head away in disgust. This woman started to touch him as soon as she came up to him, which made him feel sick, but he felt more regretful in his heart.

If I had bought clothes and returned to the boat directly, how could I have been caught again? Besides, the guy in front of me didn't look like a good person either!

The look of disgust made the woman with the ring swallow her saliva. After touching Xing Feng's cheek, she gently lifted Xing Feng's hair, put it to her nose and sniffed it intoxicatedly.

“Smells so good…”

The woman commented with satisfaction, and then actually put a strand of Xing Feng's hair into her mouth and rubbed it with her tongue, as if she was savoring it carefully.

Xing Feng was stunned and got goose bumps all over his body!

I feel like this guy in front of me is just as perverted as Maruko who was peeping in the bathroom that day. This is definitely bt sexual harassment! ?

However, the woman didn't care at all. She just enjoyed Xing Feng's disgust towards her and the trembling in his breathing.

In all these years, she had never felt so "blasphemous" towards a man. Just tasting the hair made her imagine how to lick it all over and enjoy the beauty's wailing and crying.

But at the same time, she was also keenly aware that this matter was unusual.

After all, such an existence is definitely not something that ordinary nobles are qualified to possess.

So she looked up and asked the subordinate who had just brought Xing Feng in.

"What are the identities of the people on board?"