Xu Feng, I Want to Marry You

Xu Feng, I want to marry you.

The north corner of the Shanty Town.

Room 1012.

Seven Eagle Alliance martial artists of various ethnicities sat quietly around a table, reporting their progress.

At the head of the table sat a tall, middle-aged man with brown hair and blue eyes.

Just by sitting there, he exuded an imposing air that commanded respect without anger.

Sitting to his left was a black-haired woman who appeared to be of Asian descent, speaking in fluent English:

"The recruitment targets in the North District are 60% complete. Of the remaining four, two have firm wills and stable lives, making them difficult to recruit.

The other two are asking for an exorbitant price of two million, and I am still negotiating."

Lister, the middle-aged man, nodded slightly and looked at another person.

"The South District is 80% complete. Two targets are still wavering, but they are very interested in our price."

The speaker was a short, Japanese-looking man with a smug expression on his face.

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction. "Shimokawa-kun has done well."

Shimokawa Den smiled slightly and looked at the blond youth beside him. "Lurence, what about you?"

Lurence, the blond foreign youth who had intercepted Xu Feng outside the base that day, was the one being addressed.

Hearing Shimokawa Den's question, he sneered. "The East District is 90% complete. There is one target left, and I am currently in contact with him.

This person's attitude is very firm, but he has a daughter who is his weak point.

Don't worry, Uncle, no one I've set my sights on has ever escaped my grasp.

I guarantee a one-hundred-percent completion rate!"

"Good!" Lister chuckled, very satisfied. "You have done well."

Shimokawa Den's face darkened immediately, and he shut his mouth.

Lurence glanced at him and let out a scoff, saying nothing more.

"As for the West District."

Once all four team leaders had finished their reports, the imposing middle-aged man spoke in a cold voice: "Everyone has worked hard. Our mission concerns our infiltration of Sky Moon Martial University, so please be sure to give it your utmost attention.

These targets are the most valuable informants among the Martial Servants in the university's Shanty Town.

If we can recruit them all, our subsequent work will be much simpler.

Therefore, I don't care what methods you use—coercion or bribery—we need a minimum completion rate of eighty percent.

Additionally, those who are successfully recruited must be kept under our surveillance.

As for those who cannot be recruited, we will find a way to eliminate them later."

At this, the middle-aged man stood up solemnly. "Make the Eagle Alliance great again!"

"Great again!" The others stood up and echoed in low voices, their expressions solemn.

After the meeting dispersed, as Lurence was heading back with his men, Liu Qinghong, the former president of the Light Swan Society who was following him, leaned in and whispered: "Team Leader, that target number three is meeting with a Patrol Squad member tonight..."

Lurence listened to the report and raised an eyebrow. "Meeting with a member of the Patrol Squad?

Hmm, your concern is not without merit. Caution is never a mistake; add two more men to monitor him.

Also, have you obtained the list of students from the martial arts elementary school that I asked for?"

"I have it. There are eight children in total, and their family members and addresses are all here."

Liu Qinghong smiled slightly and handed him a USB drive.

"Very good."

Lurence gave a sinister laugh and pulled Liu Qinghong into his arms.

"Ah~" Although Liu Qinghong was already in his thirties, he let out a delicate, girlish moan and struggled.

Lurence pressed close to that soft body and asked in a low, aggressive voice: "Are you free tonight? Let me buy you a drink.

I am most skilled in engineering and technology.

Are you interested in exploring that with me?"

"You're annoying." Liu Qinghong struggled away, face flushed with shyness, only to be yanked back again.

The three martial artists following behind them turned their heads away and looked into the distance.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Eleven-thirty at night.

Xu Feng had just tucked Xiao Dan in and was lying on the bed, intending to practice Mind Movement, when the door was carefully knocked upon.

Who could it be at such a late hour?

He flipped his hand to take the blade, then crept to the door to check the monitor.

He opened the door in astonishment: "Something up in the middle of the night?"

Outside the door.

Lu Fei was wearing a leather outfit, her pretty face flushed, and she stumbled toward Xu Feng while clutching a liquor bottle.

Xu Feng braced her head with one hand, frowning as he looked at her: "Are you acting normal? Xiao Dan is asleep."

Only then did Lu Fei stand straight, saying with a drunken look: "I'm not looking for Xiao Dan, I'm looking for you!"

She pushed past Xu Feng, walked into the room, and plopped down onto the sofa.

Today, Lu Fei was dressed in black leather.

The leather jacket and leather pants left nothing to the imagination regarding her rounded, full, and healthy figure.

It was completely different from her usual style.

When things are abnormal, there must be a demon at play.

Xu Feng glanced at her, closed the door, walked over to her, and handed Lu Fei a glass of hot water.

He asked in a low voice: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, what could possibly be wrong with me? I am Lu Fei!

I am the top student of Sky Moon Martial University!

I'm stronger than most boys! I'm an A-rank genius at Sky Moon Martial University! What could possibly be wrong with me?"

Lu Fei took the hot water, staring at Xu Feng with hazy eyes as she shouted.

Suddenly, she threw her arms around Xu Feng's neck, leaned in close to his face, and stared at him: "Xu Feng, I want to dual cultivate with you."

Dual cultivate?

Xu Feng: "(ω)!?"

He pushed Lu Fei away, immediately understanding the cause and effect.

This woman must have reached a point of total despair due to her family forcing a marriage on her.

But using him as a backup?

There were plenty of outstanding classmates around Lu Fei, right? Why choose him?

It seems this forty-year-old uncle still has quite a bit of charm.

Making this martial arts genius girl secretly harbor feelings for him?

Xu Feng mocked himself, then took the water glass from her hand and rolled his eyes: "Cultivate your head. Isn't it just a forced marriage? Is it really that serious?

Just communicate properly with your parents and explain your thoughts and demands clearly.

There's nothing you can't say to your own mother and father."

"I—" Lu Fei started to speak excitedly, but Xu Feng covered her mouth.

"Keep your voice down, Xiao Dan is asleep," Xu Feng said irritably.

So it turned out to be a depressed, single noblewoman throwing a drunken tantrum.

He was momentarily speechless.

However, Lu Fei remained relentless: "Let's get married."

"Not interested," Xu Feng refused decisively.

"Do you have some unspeakable hidden trouble?" Lu Fei began to launch personal attacks.

"I—damn it!"

Xu Feng took a deep breath.

But in the end, although he had the heart to "slay the thief," he wasn't the type of person to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state.

"Forget it, I can't be bothered to argue with you. Drink your water."

Xu Feng helped the incoherent Lu Fei up and fed her the hot water.

Lu Fei drifted between sobriety and drunkenness, drinking water while clinging to Xu Feng.

She rambled on about her "tragic encounters" and "family pressure."

By the end, she was crying and laughing all at once.

Fortunately, she still had a shred of reason left and didn't cause a huge scene.

By one o'clock in the morning, Lu Fei was finally exhausted from talking.

She leaned against Xu Feng's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Feng sighed, turned, picked up the crazy woman, and tossed her onto the bed.

He took off her shoes and covered her with the quilt.

"Sleep it off."

Lu Fei turned over in a daze, clutching her pillow as she drifted into a deep sleep.

"I don't want to get married."

Listening to her still muttering words to that effect, Xu Feng shook his head. After savoring the lingering sensation for a moment, he turned and lay down on the sofa to sleep.

A gentleman does not accept food given in contempt, let alone when this woman was currently out of her mind.

Xu Feng gave a calm smile. "Heh, women."

However, after lying there for over an hour, the wicked fire stirred up within him simply refused to subside.

"Damn it!"

In the end, Xu Feng got up, grabbed his blade, and headed to the backyard.

Time to practice martial arts!