"Ning Fan, you need to come over right now, not a second later. You've been to my place and know how much liquor I keep," she said through her sobs, her voice quivering over the phone. "I'm drinking right now waiting for you to arrive,
and I'll stop the moment you get here. If you don't come, I'll drink every single bottle in the house!"
After Xiu Rongfei uttered these words with a cry in her voice, she hung up the phone, giving Ning Fan no chance to persuade her otherwise.
Ning Fan sighed, shaking his head with a bitter smile, feeling overwhelmed. He had no choice but to hail a cab and head straight to Xu Rongfei's place.
Upon arriving, Ning Fan frowned slightly. Even before entering, he was met with a pungent smell of alcohol, and Xu Rongfei's door wasn't even closed. What if some ill-intentioned criminal took advantage of that?
"Xu Rongfei, can't you calm down a bit? Fu Ziming divorcing you was what you always wanted, right? What's the point of doing this now?"
Ning Fan somewhat exasperatedly looked at Xu Rongfei, who was lying on the couch wearing only her nightgown, with empty liquor bottles strewn across the coffee table.
"It hurts, it really hurts. If I stop drinking, my mind just starts racing with thoughts, and I'm so scared," she said.
Throwing aside a bottle, Xu Rongfei grabbed Ning Fan, clinging onto his shoulders, burying her head in his chest as she sobbed quietly, "I'm so tired, Fu Ziming may have left, but my heart feels utterly hollow,
I really need a warm embrace, somewhere I can let go of all my defenses and just sleep peacefully."
Lifting her head, Xu Rongfei gazed at Ning Fan with hopeful eyes and murmured, "Can you be my safe harbor, Ning Fan?"
"Well… you should sober up first, then we can talk about this, okay?"
Ning Fan gently extricated himself from Xu Rongfei's embrace and spoke seriously.
"I don't care, I want you to love me!"
A resolute glint flashed in Xu Rongfei's eyes, which quickly softened into a drunken haze. She pushed Ning Fan down onto the couch,
and began frantically ripping his shirt, hugging him tightly while softly kissing his ear.
The tempting fragrance from Xu Rongfei's breath reached Ning Fan's nose, stirring a distinct sensation inside his heart.
"No, I can't do this. I have the Pure Yang Bloodline, and I must find someone with a Pure Yin Body to be with. Otherwise, I definitely cannot lose my virginity before I turn thirty!"
He absolutely couldn't get involved with Xu Rongfei at this moment; the consequences would be extremely serious!
Ning Fan, regaining clarity forcefully, bit his tongue tip to bring back his rationality, and as he was about to push Xu Rongfei away, she pinned his hands down.
Xu Rongfei, her hair a mess, now draped over Ning Fan's face, began caressing him as her other slender hand reached awkwardly towards the belt of his trousers, fumbling with the button...
"No, Rongfei, wake up, we can't do this!"
Ning Fan suddenly sat up, pushing Xu Rongfei away firmly as he spoke with a grave voice.
"Why can't we? Fu Ziming and I are divorced now; I'm a free woman!"
Startled by Ning Fan's rejection, Xu Rongfei spoke slowly, biting her seductive lips, attempting to embrace Ning Fan once more, only to be turned away again.
"I'm sorry. It was my lack of resolve just now, but right now, we really can't do this. Please understand!"
Ning Fan diverted his gaze, not letting his eyes linger on the half-undressed Xu Rongfei, to avoid any further temptation.
"I don't care, I don't care about anything. All I want now is to be your woman. Even if you're unwilling to take responsibility, or can't take responsibility, it doesn't matter to me,
I'll just be your secret lover then. As long as you're willing, everything I have is yours," Xu Rongfei pleaded, holding onto Ning Fan's thigh, looking up at him with a begging posture.
That heartbreaking look truly made Ning Fan's steadfast heart waver!
But the constraint of the Pure Yang Bloodline loomed over him like the Sword of Damocles, and even as Ning Fan harbored a myriad of ideas in his heart, with this insurmountable chasm, they were unattainable.
"It's really getting late, I think I should head back now. Rongfei, you should hurry up and take a bath to sober up. Let's not mention that I wouldn't allow you to be my mistress underground,"
"because that would be an injustice to you. Besides, we haven't even started a romantic relationship, so doing this now... it's too rushed..."
Ning Fan didn't even know what lame excuses he was making as he dared not take a glance at Xu Rongfei and fled her home like a shot.
Behind him, Xu Rongfei's gaze suddenly shifted from haziness to clarity as she watched Ning Fan's retreating figure, a hint of discomfort flashing in her eyes.
Leaving Xu Rongfei's home in a frantic escape, Ning Fan took one last look back at the dimly lit floor, took a sharp breath of cold air, and slowly cleared his head.
A cigarette lit up, and Ning Fan took a fierce drag, forcing himself to calm down.
Today in Xu Rongfei's house I was really provoked by that little fairy... almost lost it there, thank goodness for my firm resolve!
Grinding his teeth, Ning Fan's mood plummeted to an all-time low as he crouched on the ground, furiously smoking.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Zhonghai City, inside the Dance of Heaven bar, an eagle from Dragon Eagle Hall had just finished his drink and warmly embraced a girl from the club to say goodbye before stumbling out of the bar's entrance.
The eagle staggered into a nearby alley, about to unzip his pants to relieve himself when suddenly, someone burst out of the darkness and grabbed his hair!
As the knife glinted through the darkness in a flash!
The eagle screamed, clutching his head in agony as he collapsed to the ground.
Next to him lay a still-steaming and bloody ear!
The eagle's men quickly became alert but before they could locate where the attack had come from, they were already knocked to the ground!
The attacker spat disdainfully and snorted coldly, looking at the eagle, "Go back and tell Ninth Master, if he pokes his nose into that affair again, it won't be as simple as it is now!"
"Who are you guys, what do you want, do you know who I am?"
The eagle, enduring the pain, said viciously.
His eyes radiated an icy chill, but blood kept flowing from his ear.
"Don't want to know. Consider this little gift as our courtesy, haha."
After saying that, the man stomped the eagle's ear on the ground into mush!
The eagle screamed in anguish, but was powerless to stop what was happening.
"Call him, hurry up and call Ninth Master!"
Clutching his bleeding ear wound, the eagle yelled at his men with all the strength he could muster.