"What do you want to do?"
Seeing Shen Lang's suddenly murderous face, Hei Feng felt a sense of unease and cautiously asked.
"Of course, it's to punish you. Disobedient children must be punished."
Shen Lang smiled, but it wasn't the warm smile from before. It was a cold, insincere grin as he spoke to Hei Feng.
"Bastard, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Hei Feng was furious. "I'm not afraid of you. Come at me if you dare."
With that, Hei Feng made the first move, swinging her fist at Shen Lang again.
Without a doubt, Hei Feng's fist was caught by Shen Lang halfway. However, at this moment, a calculating smile appeared on Hei Feng's lips. As her heel slammed the ground, a sharp little knife shot out from the sole of her shoe.
Seeing this, Hei Feng raised her foot and kicked directly at Shen Lang's neck.
"You woman are truly dangerous..."
Seeing Hei Feng's hidden blade, Shen Lang chuckled. "Since that's the case, I'll punish you properly today."
In less than a second, Hei Feng's foot reached Shen Lang's neck.
However, just as the tip of the knife was about to pierce Shen Lang's carotid artery, Shen Lang's right ring finger, middle finger, and index finger swiftly flicked out, touching Hei Feng's thigh.
"Ah—"
As Shen Lang's finger touched her, Hei Feng suddenly felt her body go numb. She stumbled, about to fall to the ground.
The instant she was about to fall, Shen Lang reached out and pulled Hei Feng's waist into his arms.
"Shen Lang, you bastard, let go of me."
Hei Feng had never expected a man's chest to be so solid, so strong, and so reassuring. Her face rested against Shen Lang's chest, and Hei Feng inexplicably felt a strange sensation, wanting to lean like this forever.
However, in less than two seconds, Hei Feng realized how absurd her thought was and shouted at Shen Lang.
"Are you begging me or ordering me?"
Hearing Hei Feng's words, Shen Lang lightly tapped her back with two fingers and chuckled.
"What?"
With just two fingers tapping her back so gently, Hei Feng suddenly found her body numb and powerless. She felt incredibly weak.
"Shen Lang, what did you do to my body?"
Hei Feng exclaimed in shock, shouting at Shen Lang.
"It's nothing really, Qingyi. I just pressed your acupoints."
Shen Lang looked at Hei Feng and smiled, "My acupoint-pressing technique is inherited from Bian Que, who lived two thousand years ago. No one in this world can undo it except my master and my junior brother."
"Qingyi, if no one unblocks your acupoints, you'll remain numb and powerless like this for the rest of your life."
"You..."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Hei Feng was enraged. "What do you want?"
"Of course, it's to punish you."
Shen Lang smiled, "You attacked me with your fist and then with a knife. You're too dangerous, so I'll punish you by making you unable to practice martial arts anymore."
As he said this, Shen Lang carefully examined Hei Feng's face.
Hei Feng had the features of a Jiangnan woman. Her face was delicate, beautiful, exquisite, and gentle. But for some reason, Shen Lang found her to be perpetually fierce.
To Shen Lang, only gentle women were truly appealing.
"Shen Lang, what must I do for you to let me go?"
Seeing Shen Lang appraising her so closely, Hei Feng felt a prick in her heart. Her face flushed with shyness as she said,
"It's simple. Just say 'Young Master Shen, Qingyi knows she was wrong,' and I'll let you go and unblock your acupoints."
A smile played on Shen Lang's lips.
"Impossible! I'm not that kind of person."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Hei Feng was furious. "I'd rather die than yield."
"Is that so?"
Shen Lang chuckled, "In that case, I will continue to punish you."
Shen Lang stared at Hei Feng's lips and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, your lips are coated with poison, and it's the kind that kills instantly upon a kiss."
"I really don't understand, why would a woman who's only a year or two older than me do something so dangerous? Is this really good?"
"What?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Hei Feng was greatly alarmed. "You can tell my lips are coated with a deadly poison?"
"Of course, it's the Seven Star Begonia, a potent toxin," Shen Lang said with a smile. "The Seven Star Begonia is known as an incurable poison. A single taste will cause instant death, within three seconds."
"I've been exposed to all sorts of poisons since I was young, but I've never tasted the Seven Star Begonia. Would Qingyi be willing to let me try it?"
"You..."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Hei Feng was both ashamed and angry. "You're seeking death."
"Perhaps. But by coating your lips with the Seven Star Begonia, weren't you waiting for someone who would risk their life to get close to you?"
"I..."
Shen Lang was right. Hei Feng was indeed waiting for such a person.
Many years ago, Hei Feng fell in love with a man who later died. Thus, Hei Feng coated her lips with a deadly poison.
Hei Feng told herself that she would never fall in love with another man again, unless that man knew her lips were poisoned but dared to kiss her anyway, risking his life.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
After waiting for many years, Hei Feng had finally met a man who could see the Seven Star Begonia poison on her lips, and this man even wanted to kiss her. This made Hei Feng stunned.
"Of course, I'm afraid of death, but I'm more curious about what the Seven Star Begonia tastes like."
Shen Lang said with a smile and, without giving Hei Feng a chance to react, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Shen Lang sucked greedily like a child who had never tasted candy, while Hei Feng's mind went blank, allowing Shen Lang to do as he pleased.
Two minutes later, Shen Lang pulled away from Hei Feng's lips with satisfaction and said, "The Seven Star Begonia tastes good, and your lips taste good too."
"Young Master Shen, Qingyi knows she was wrong."
After Shen Lang finished speaking, Hei Feng's icy facade vanished, replaced by a face full of warmth. This face was alluring, enchanting, and stunningly beautiful.
Hei Feng's cold eyes softened, looking at Shen Lang with the tenderness of a lover.
"From now on, Qingyi is Young Master Shen's woman. As long as Young Master Shen wishes, Qingyi will do anything for him."
Hei Feng pressed her beautiful head against Shen Lang's chest and said gently.
Shen Lang was first stunned by Hei Feng's sudden change, then he burst into laughter and said to An Lan, "Make me the best drink. Today, we must drink to our heart's content."