"You—you shameless scoundrel!!"
Miss Xinyan's cheeks flushed with anger.
She realized that Qin Feng was a thoroughly depraved ruler, using every trick in the book to drag an innocent woman like her down with him.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for forcing the beloved of the Son of Heaven. You have earned 300,000 Villain Points!"
"Forcing her? Who forced anyone?!"
Qin Feng insisted he wasn't that kind of person, then continued trying to persuade her. "Miss Xinyan, instead of sneaking peeks at paid content to find pleasure, why not broaden your horizons and experience it for yourself?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking about!"
Miss Xinyan suddenly felt inexplicably guilty, and her struggles began to weaken again.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for threatening the beloved of the Son of Heaven with a little secret. You have earned 300,000 Villain Points!"
"Who threatened anyone?!"
Qin Feng rolled his eyes and let his hand roam.
Although he'd managed to grab Miss Xinyan by her slender waist, she'd been designed to his exact tastes—so she'd also managed to grab hold of his weakness.
"You—you let go of me!"
Miss Xinyan's delicate body stiffened, and with her cheeks burning red, she struggled again.
"A bottom that rises above the shoulders—more divine than the Immortals!"
Qin Feng looked at the beauty, her cheeks rosy as the sunset, and gave her a big thumbs-up.
No other reason. He was simply a lecher!
"You, you..."
When Miss Xinyan realized she couldn't get away, tears welled in her lovely eyes.
Qin Feng had bullied her so many times already. He even knew every detail of her body. How was she supposed to face Long Aotian after this?
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, for bullying the beloved of the Son of Heaven. You have earned 300,000 Villain Points!"
"Why are you crying?!"
Qin Feng