Liu Ruyun's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She glanced first at Liu Tianlong, who had just been beaten up, and then at Li Donghao. It was crystal clear to her now: these two must have colluded long ago, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, forcing her to submit willingly.
"Stop right there."
However, just as Li Donghao stepped forward to offer a handshake, Xiang Feng flickered like a phantom, blocking the space between Li Donghao and Liu Ruyun.
"Oh? Ruyun, how did your office end up letting even a migrant worker in?"
Li Donghao raised an eyebrow, completely ignoring Xiang Feng.
The loser in front of him wasn't even a migrant worker. At least migrant workers had toned muscles—what did this guy have? He was as skinny as a bamboo pole, wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of purely handmade cloth shoes... tacky, tacky to the extreme!
"He is my husband."
Liu Ruyun took a deep breath, stepped forward, and hooked her arm through Xiang Feng's, declaring her relationship with him right in front of Li Donghao.
This was precisely why Liu Ruyun had never liked Li Donghao.
Arrogant and obsessed with social strata.
So what if someone was a migrant worker?
Did migrant workers not deserve to step into an office?
Did migrant workers not deserve to have love?
"Your husband?"
Hearing this, Li Donghao narrowed his eyes. A cold glare fell upon Xiang Feng as he said with a fake smile, "Does he deserve it? What qualifications does he have to be your husband? Is he richer than me, or more powerful?"
"Because I'm not impotent! What good would it do Ruyun to marry you? To live like a widow while her husband is still alive? Are you worthy of her?"
Xiang Feng glanced indifferently at Li Donghao, a trace of disdain curling the corner of his mouth.
"Talk nonsense again and you'll regret it! You're the one who's impotent!"
Li Donghao's eyes glared in fury. Having his manhood questioned made his face turn pitch black instantly.
"Am I talking nonsense? Ha!"
Fixing his gaze on Li Donghao's face, Xiang Feng sneered, "You indulge in excess, keep irregular hours, and touch every kind of alcohol and cigarette. You might look flushed on the outside, but you're hollowed out within. Your body has long been hollowed dry. I advise you to go get checked at the hospital as soon as possible, before you catch some incurable disease."
"Shut your mouth!"
Li Donghao was both shocked and terrified. Everyone in his circle knew his lifestyle; it was no exaggeration to say he messed with countless women and partied night after night.
Yet how on earth did Xiang Feng know about his sexual dysfunction?
That's right—Li Donghao didn't even need to visit a hospital to know he indeed had signs of impotence, the kind where he had to use his hand to lift himself when peeing, otherwise he'd easily wet his shoes.
"Fine, fine, fine. I'll shut my mouth, I'm just talking nonsense."
Xiang Feng suddenly withdrew his imposing aura, a wicked smile creeping onto his face. "But there's one thing I didn't make up."
"What?"
Li Donghao asked reflexively.
"The mole on my wife's backside is very pretty..."
***
Chapter 6: Isn't Your Husband Amazing?
The office fell so dead silent that even a pin drop could be heard. The expressions on everyone's faces were wonderfully bizarre and complex.
"A mole on her backside?"
Li Donghao's face turned the color of a pig's liver, his gaze instantly shifting to Liu Ruyun, who looked like an immortal maiden.
At that moment, Liu Ruyun's face flushed a rosy red. She lowered her head shyly, casting a glance at Xiang Feng that was half-seductive, half-annoyed.
These two adulterous dogs!
Flirting right in front of my face!
They must have already slept together behind my back!
Where was the dignity of the dignified Young Master Li of Xianhai supposed to go?
"That's right, my wife just happens to have a mole on her backside." Xiang Feng spoke with absolute conviction, his goofy demeanor making people even more inclined to believe he wasn't lying.
"Liu Ruyun, you—you shameless wretch, dragging the Liu family name through the mud!"
Liu Tianlong hadn't expected their relationship to be this "intimate" either. He had brought in Li Donghao to exert pressure using dirty tricks, yet it ended up utterly humiliating Li Donghao instead.
"Did your teeth grow back? Did you forget what I said earlier?"
Dropping his goofy hillbilly persona, Xiang Feng raised his sword-like brows and glared coldly at Liu Tianlong.
"You!"
A trace of panic flashed across Liu Tianlong's face. He instinctively took half a step back and hid behind Li Donghao.
After all, Li Donghao was Young Master Li of Xianhai; he quickly adjusted his emotions and turned his gaze back to Liu Ruyun.
"Ruyun, won't you give me even a sliver of a chance to pursue you? You know I've liked you for a long time."
Li Donghao cast a disdainful glance at Xiang Feng. "If I'm not mistaken, this guy must be an actor you hired, right? You're one of the top three beauties of Xianhai—how could you possibly take a fancy to a mere migrant worker?"
"As long as you follow me, I can take Yunshang Group to the next level, and even push it onto the international stage. By then, you'll be the undisputed number one female CEO in Xianhai."
"And of course, the Young Mistress of the Li Family!"
Li Donghao directly threw out a tempting offer!
He refused to believe there was a woman in this world whom fame and fortune couldn't sway.
"Young Master Li, I think you've misunderstood. I am genuinely married, and Xiang Feng is indeed my husband."
No matter how enticing Li Donghao's conditions were, Liu Ruyun's heart remained as calm as still water as she held onto Xiang Feng's arm.
"Bitch, don't toast to not drinking..."
Liu Tianlong flew into a rage!
However, Xiang Feng grew even angrier!
His figure flashed out like a phantom, and with a single kick, he sent Liu Tianlong flying.
"Bang!"
Liu Tianlong's body slammed against the wall like a sack of sand before crashing heavily to the floor.
"The first time, I let you off. The second time, I let you off. But please remember, I am not a herder."
Xiang Feng's expression was grim, his cold eyes sharp as daggers. "If there's a third time, I'll turn you into a dead horse!"
"..."
Liu Tianlong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. When he looked at Xiang Feng again, his eyes held a trace of terror.
And of course, even more resentment.
"Hehe, what a big mouth."
Though shocked, Li Donghao wasn't afraid, because he had seen real martial artists before—like the two bodyguards by his side.
A-Long and A-Biao.
A-Long was a taekwondo expert who had once fought a hundred and eighty consecutive underground matches without a single defeat!
A-Biao was an even more ruthless character, a former member of a foreign mercenary group whose hands were stained with blood. He looked completely harmless, but every move he made was a lethal strike!
"If you're not convinced, you can give it a try."
Xiang Feng glanced indifferently at Li Donghao. "As Ruyun's husband, I'm warning you: starting from right now, don't ever come harass her again—even trying to court her is forbidden!"
"Are you telling me how to run things? What kind of piece of shit are you to talk to me like that?"
Li Donghao's expression grew increasingly ugly. The woman he had set his sights on was snatched away, and a mere peasant was threatening him, the dignified Young Master Li of Xianhai?
"Because I'm her man."
"Is that so?"
Li Donghao sneered. Without another word, he simply exchanged a glance with A-Long and A-Biao by his side, then retreated to the side, leisurely lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and took a blissful puff.
"How do you plan to die?"
A-Long cracked his neck and strode toward Xiang Feng with a ferocious grin.
A-Long was massive, standing at one meter ninety with a hulking frame close to a hundred and fifty kilograms, making him look twice the size of Xiang Feng.
He looked down from above as if gazing at a primary school student.
"I plan to die of old age. Live a carefree life of immortals with my wife, grow old slowly, and ideally, never die at all."
Xiang Feng raised his head to glance at A-Long, then replied with utmost earnestness.
"Xiao Feng..."
Beside him, Liu Ruyun furrowed her brows, her palms slick with nervous sweat.
"Xiao Feng? Call me husband!"
Xiang Feng pretended to be angry, deliberately provoking Li Donghao.
Brother Feng is going to show affection right in front of you—what are you going to do about it?
Sure enough, Li Donghao's face darkened as he barked, "Do it!"
"Little piece of trash, go to hell! This is the price you pay for offending Young Master Li!"
At the order, A-Long threw a massive iron fist straight at Xiang Feng's face.
Before the fist even landed, a fierce gust of wind had already swept forward.
"Watch out!"
Liu Ruyun let out a startled cry.
As if he hadn't heard her, Xiang Feng stared calmly at the incoming fist, a mischievous smile curving the corner of his mouth.
And at the very instant before the blow connected, Xiang Feng moved!
A large fist and a small fist collided!
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone fracturing rang out.
A-Long swayed, clutching his arm as he stumbled backward.
"My hand..."
A-Long shrieked, beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead as he stared at Xiang Feng in sheer terror.
That punch felt like he had smashed right into an iron plate!
"Your hand is crippled."
Looking back at Xiang Feng, he was still standing upright in his original spot, hands clasped behind his back.
"How is that possible?"
The half-smoked cigarette in Li Donghao's mouth trembled, his eyes wide with shock. This bumpkin was actually this ferocious?
"Whoosh!"
At that exact moment, the slender A-Biao moved. Like magic, he whipped out a sharp dagger and, taking advantage of the opening, thrust it straight toward Xiang Feng's throat.
His movements were as swift as lightning and as unpredictable as a viper!
When he didn't move, he stayed still; the moment he moved, it was a fatal strike!
"No..."
This time, A-Biao was so fast that Liu Ruyun didn't even have a chance to warn him. She stood frozen in place, covering her mouth.
"Swish!"
Yet, fast as A-Biao was, Xiang Feng was even faster!
The moment the dagger lunged forward, Xiang Feng took a step ahead, tilted his neck to narrowly dodge the blade, slammed his arm against A-Biao's chest, and followed up with an iron fist!
A-Biao's body instantly flew backward.
Spitting blood all the way through the air...
"Your power is too weak, and your speed is too slow."
Xiang Feng pointed at A-Long and A-Biao, offering his critique: "In short—too trashy!"
Too trashy!
The breath A-Long and A-Biao had just managed to swallow back down almost got stuck, nearly choking them to death on the spot.
Where on earth did this freak of a bumpkin crawl out from, to be this terrifyingly savage?
"This guy... is this strong?"
Not far away, Li Donghao's pupils shrank to pinpricks.
"Both of your subordinates are too trashy. Would you like to step up and play around yourself?"
Xiang Feng's gaze shifted to Li Donghao as he asked with a beaming smile.
"Kid, you win today, but this isn't over between us!"
Having his Young Master Li dignity slapped once more, Li Donghao left with a dark face and harsh parting words, leaving behind a ruined office and a deeply astonished Liu Ruyun.
Liu Ruyun stared at Xiang Feng in disbelief, her mouth hanging open without knowing what to say.
"Wife, isn't your husband amazing..."
Xiang Feng simply chuckled, returning to his harmless, honest-looking self.
Seeing this, Liu Ruyun's mind descended into absolute chaos...
***
Chapter 7: Wife, When Will You Wear Black Silk Stockings for Me?
The husband she had casually picked up on a whim was actually fiercely powerful!
It was like thinking you were just adopting a rural Chinese farm dog to guard the house, only for the mutt to turn out to be a Tibetan mastiff!
"A—amazing."
Liu Ruyun replied mechanically, her pearl-like eyes once again carefully sizing up the man in front of her.
This little husband she had known for less than a day!
He stood just under one hundred and eighty centimeters, looking a bit tanned and lean. But his eyes were bright and clean, and every time he flashed that harmless smile, a row of white teeth stood out distinctively.
"Hehe, I haven't even shown you most of my cool tricks yet. You'll find out later." Xiang Feng puffed out his chest proudly.
"..."
Liu Ruyun suddenly blushed.
"Xiao Feng, aren't you a doctor? How can you be so good at fighting too?" Liu Ruyun diverted the awkward topic and asked with curiosity, "As far as I know, Li Donghao's two bodyguards are no ordinary people. They've never lost a fight, yet they got beaten by you one after the other. You..."
"I told you already, not only am I the little divine doctor of Qingyun Mountain, but I'm also the second-best martial artist there. Those guys are total trash, not worth mentioning."
Xiang Feng waved his hand dismissively.
Bodyguards? Bodyguards my ass! With those petty three-legged cat skills, Xiang Feng couldn't even be bothered to look at them straight.
Before he was ten years old, Xiang Feng had done plenty of heavy lifting—chopping wood, washing clothes, cooking meals—and had been endlessly squeezed by that old geezer. But the old immortal had indeed taught Xiang Feng a lot of things!
Like the Dao of medicine.
And the Dao of martial arts!
"The second-best?"
Liu Ruyun asked curiously, "Is there someone even better at fighting than you?"
"That old fogey, of course. He's definitely stronger than me."
"Oh."
Liu Ruyun nodded, silently calling herself lucky for stumbling upon a priceless treasure.
However, the moment she thought about how thoroughly they had offended Li Donghao, a cloud of worry reappeared on her face, and her willow-like brows furrowed instinctively.
The atmosphere grew heavy and oppressive once again!
Yunshang Group had already been pushed to the edge of a cliff by Li Donghao. The sales department's performance was plummeting instead of rising, giving the Liu family members yet another opening to tear into her. She had no idea how many more days she could hold onto her position as sales director.
"Wife, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Sensitively noticing the change in the woman's complexion, Xiang Feng asked with concern, "Does something hurt? Do you want me to feel your pulse?"
"I'm fine. It's just that a bunch of messy things at the company are driving me crazy."
Not hiding anything from Xiang Feng, Liu Ruyun explained their current predicament to him in full detail.
"I get it."
Xiang Feng was smart and caught on instantly.
"Li Donghao has power and influence. He's using illegitimate means to suppress Yunshang Group's products and secretly poached the talented craftsmen from your team. Meanwhile, the Liu family is breathing down your neck, forcing you to marry Li Donghao; otherwise, they'll strip you of your sales manager position and even banish you from the Liu family. Am I right?"
"Yes."
Liu Ruyun nodded bitterly, a self-deprecating smile blooming on her pretty face that tugged at the heartstrings.
"Then why don't you just quit?"
Xiang Feng suggested, "Just turn around and walk away. I can open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic and support you. We can stay together every day—how wonderful would that be?"
"No."
Liu Ruyun shook her head, her expression resolute. "Grandfather gave me a second lease on life, and Yunshang Group is the fruit of his lifelong hard work. I can't just stand by and watch it get destroyed."
"Then I guess we'll just have to beat Li Donghao to death."
"Don't ever say things like that in the future."
Liu Ruyun closed the door, caution written all over her face as she said, "Li Donghao has massive clout in Xianhai. Unless it's an absolute emergency, don't provoke him, and stop talking about beating people to death. This is a society ruled by law, understand?"
"Fine, my wife is pretty, so I'll listen to my wife." Xiang Feng didn't argue further and happily gave in to her wishes.
"Let's go. It's getting late. I'll take you out for a stroll, get something to eat, and buy some clothes."
Trying to push the company's mess out of her mind, Liu Ruyun drove Xiang Feng out for a meal, and after lunch, she led him through a shopping mall.
"Wife, do girls in the city not wear pants?"
Xiang Feng glanced around. The city was so beautiful, and there were so many long legs... and they were so fair...
That old bastard was truly heartless! Every time, *he* was the one who got to go to town to sell herbs—why hadn't he ever let Xiang Feng come instead?
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, Liu Ruyun laughed. She didn't think Xiang Feng was being lewd; she just found him purely, endearingly naive.
"Those are called silk stockings. They shape beautiful legs and make them look slender and straight while keeping you cool at the same time. Understand?" Liu Ruyun explained earnestly.
"Their legs aren't as nice as yours. You'd definitely look even better in black silk. Wife, when will you wear black silk stockings for me?" Ignoring the strange looks from passersby, Xiang Feng looked at Liu Ruyun with eyes full of eager anticipation.
"Oh my god, this bumpkin actually has a wife?"
"Not only does he have a wife, but she's drop-dead gorgeous too!"
"Do beauties nowadays have such unique tastes?"
"Yeah, original flavor is better and purer..."
The combination of a gorgeous woman and a country bumpkin formed a uniquely eccentric landscape inside the mall, but Xiang Feng didn't care at all, still chatting and strolling hand in hand with Liu Ruyun.
At first, Liu Ruyun felt a tiny bit of resistance, but after being called "wife" so many times, her heart gradually accepted it.
"Oh no, someone passed out!"
"Step aside, step aside!"
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
Suddenly, a commotion broke out on the second floor of the mall, instantly drawing a large crowd.
"Grandpa! Grandpa, wake up! Please wake up, don't scare me!"
Amidst the crowd, a little girl of eight or nine was frantically shaking an old man who had suddenly collapsed to the ground.
The old man was foaming at the mouth, yet his face was flushed red. His body twitched involuntarily, his eyes rolled back, and he was unable to speak.
"Is he having a seizure?"
"Doesn't look like it. Could it be a sudden spike in blood pressure?"
People murmured amongst themselves.
The mall manager hurried over, took one look, and his face turned the color of bruised eggplant. If someone died under his jurisdiction, the trouble would be massive.
"Stop chattering, make way! Security, security, hurry up and carry this guy outside..."
He could die anywhere else, but absolutely not on his turf!
"Don't move him!"
Just as a few security guards reached out to grab the man, Xiang Feng and Liu Ruyun arrived in the nick of time.
Xiang Feng shoved the security guards aside, squatted down, and stared intently at the old man on the floor.
"Hey, who the hell are you? Get the hell out of here!"
The manager's face darkened even further.
"I'm a doctor. Don't delay my rescue, step aside!"
Without raising his head, Xiang Feng gripped the old man's wrist with one hand while flipping back the old man's eyelid with the other to inspect him.
"A doctor? A country bumpkin like you is a doctor? Stop blowing smoke and get lost. If he dies from your treatment, who takes the blame?"
A glance was all it took for the mall manager to dismiss Xiang Feng as spouting nonsense, and he gestured for the security guards to chase him off.
"He is a doctor, I can vouch for him!"
Liu Ruyun blocked the security guards, though her heart was pounding nervously since she had no idea whether Xiang Feng actually knew medicine or was just bluffing.
Yet, deep down, Liu Ruyun inexplicably believed one thing: a person's eyes don't lie!
"Your vouching ain't worth shit..."
The manager's face was black as charcoal. Seeing the old man on the ground gasping for more air than he was taking in made him panic even more.
Especially when he saw Xiang Feng pull out a small knife, the manager was scared out of his wits. Surely they weren't going to perform live surgery right here in the open, were they?
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Stop right now! Don't kill the man!"
However, turning a deaf ear, Xiang Feng plunged into his treatment with absolute focus!
He slashed open all of the old man's fingertips, allowing thick, dark blood to ooze completely out.
Afterward, he took out two silver needles, each a full twenty centimeters long, and jammed them fiercely into the old man's forehead.
"Hiss!"
The scene fell into absolute dead silence.
Especially the mall manager, whose heart leaped straight into his throat the moment those silver needles went down.
Driving a twenty-centimeter silver needle straight in like that—weren't they afraid of piercing right through his skull?
With the needles in place, Xiang Feng still didn't stop.
He twirled the silver needles between two fingers, occasionally tugging on them slightly before pushing them a little deeper.
He repeated this process for a full ten minutes...
The convulsing old man suddenly went completely still!
"Holy shit, is he... dead?"