Heartless Pleasure

"It was me."

Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's words, Qin Feng's mischievous side surfaced, and he nodded in reply.

"But why didn't they make a move?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked toward Bald Qiang and Dajin in the distance, her eyes filled with confusion.

If it really was Third Brother, then this Title Douluo and Soul Douluo should have attacked long ago, shouldn't they?

"Because I can turn invisible."

Qin Feng chuckled.

"Invisible?"

Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing froze, her eyes full of bewilderment.

Since when could Third Brother turn invisible?

Meanwhile, Qin Feng squatted down and gently patted Xiao Wu's cheek.

"Mm..."

Xiao Wu frowned, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the face she had longed for day and night.

"Th-Third Brother?"

Xiao Wu called out uncertainly, reaching up to stroke Qin Feng's cheek.

Hadn't Third Brother escaped? Why had he come back?

"It's me."

Looking at the awakened Xiao Wu, Qin Feng fought back a smile and nodded.

"It really is you!"

Seeing this, Xiao Wu sat up and threw her arms around Qin Feng, not noticing anything amiss.

"Mm... smells so good."

Feeling the softness in his arms, Qin Feng took a deep breath.

Damn, that bastard Tang San had it good!

But... from now on, he would help Tang San take care of Xiao Wu.

"Waaah... Third Brother, why did you come back?"

Xiao Wu clung tightly to Qin Feng and began to sob, tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

Daming and Erming were dead. She had almost lost the will to live.

If Third Brother had not come, she had planned to go down and join Daming and Erming tonight.

"Didn't I say it before? If anyone wants to kill you, they'll have to step over my corpse first."

Qin Feng lied without missing a beat. He had never said it, but he knew Tang San had.

He was Tang San, so if Tang San had said it, that meant he had said it too. Nothing wrong with that, right?

"Mm."

Xiao Wu nodded seriously, still hugging Qin Feng tightly, afraid that all of this was merely an illusion.

Nearby, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were left utterly dumbfounded by the sight.

The enemy was right in front of them, and these two still had the mood to flirt?

They could now basically confirm that this person was Tang San. Even Xiao Wu had not harbored the slightest suspicion, so it had to be real.

Although they did not know how Tang San had avoided the detection of the Title Douluo and Soul Douluo, it proved that they had a chance of escaping.

"..."

In the distance, Dajin watched everything unfold before him, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Damn it, no wonder he was using Tang San's face. He had done it to pick up the guy's woman.

Bald Qiang merely cast a casual glance their way before losing interest.

"Not bad. I didn't expect the Human-Skin Mask to be this incredible. Even Xiao Wu didn't notice the slightest abnormality."

Holding Xiao Wu, Qin Feng thought to himself.

Coming back to his senses, he lowered his head to look at Xiao Wu's tear-streaked face, then slowly leaned down and kissed her.

Xiao Wu did not refuse. Blushing, she lifted her face and responded.

After a long while, their lips parted.

"So soft!"

Qin Feng licked his lips and sighed in appreciation.

As for whether using Tang San's face to court his woman would feel weird...

It did, a little. But as the saying went, follow the body, not the heart.

That way, he would not have to waste any feelings, and he could still do everything that needed doing. Wasn't that better than wasting time taking things step by step?

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Xiao Wu shyly buried her head in his chest.

"Your High... uh... food's ready."

At that moment, Bald Qiang looked at the roasted meat in his hand. Just as he was about to call out to Qin Feng, he saw the scene before him, and hesitation flashed across his face.

Should he call His Highness or not?

If he did, he would interrupt His Highness while he was wooing a girl.

If he did not, the meat would get cold.

Upon hearing Brother Qiang's words, Qin Feng raised his head and looked over.

His eyes lit up when he saw the roast meat in Brother Qiang's hands.

He casually pushed Xiao Wu out of his arms.

Then he hurried over to Brother Qiang.

Women? How could women be more important than food?

Besides, Xiao Wu could not run away. At worst, he would no longer be able to use Tang San's identity.

But it did not matter. What was his would eventually be his, and what was not his did not need to be kept.

On the other side, Xiao Wu stared blankly as Qin Feng cast her aside.

"Third..."

She had just wanted to call out when she noticed Qin Feng walking toward that Title Douluo.

"No, he isn't Third Brother!"

Looking at the two chatting and laughing together, Xiao Wu suddenly came to her senses, and her expression changed.

Although she did not know how Third Brother had returned, he definitely could not have reconciled with that Title Douluo.

The only possibility was that this person had somehow transformed into Third Brother.

After figuring it out, she recalled what she had just done with this person. Her blood surged through her body, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Xiao Wu..."

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing had understood everything as well. She turned to look at Xiao Wu, who was trembling all over, her face filled with concern.

"I... I'm fine."

Xiao Wu shook her head and said nothing more, but her expression grew increasingly desolate.

"Your Highness, is this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast meat? It's so delicious!"

Unlike Xiao Wu's despondency, Dajin was thoroughly enjoying himself as he gnawed on the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast meat in his hands.

Feeling the energy continuously pour into his body, he gnawed even more fiercely.

"Not bad."

Qin Feng nodded in wholehearted agreement.

He could feel that if he ate a little more, then after returning and cultivating for a while, he would be able to break through to level fifty-one Soul King.

But cultivation was impossible.

After all, the system had already paved an invincible path. Why suffer through cultivation any longer?

Not long after, Qin Feng finished the large chunk of meat in his hand. He collapsed into a reclining chair, let out a full belch, and removed the Human-Skin Mask.

He had already been exposed, so there was no point in wearing it any longer.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were staring eagerly at the Soul Beast meat on the table.

As the fragrance drifting through the air reached them, both swallowed.

"I really want some..."

Ning Rongrong rubbed her empty stomach and spoke softly.

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but the expression on her face had already given her away.

At that moment, Qin Feng seemed to sense something and looked over. After noticing the expressions on the two women's faces, he immediately understood.

"Do you want to eat?"

Qin Feng sat up from the reclining chair and asked with interest.

"Can... can we eat it?"

Although Ning Rongrong wanted to refuse, for some reason, the fragrance seemed to seep into her bones like poison, making her unable to refuse.

"Of course."

Qin Feng smiled faintly and nodded.

But there was no such thing as a free lunch. If they ate his food—

then he would have to collect a little interest later.

"R-Really?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Ning Rongrong's body seemed to move toward the dining table on its own.

When she reached the table, she picked up a piece of meat and began eating.