Chapter 141: A Hearty Breakfast

Throwing down a smoke bomb, Dong fled for his life. Damn it, what kind of monsters had they run into today? He had originally thought that a newly opened little outfit like Xingfeng Security Company would have no real muscle. Bringing along so many brothers, he was certain they could just wipe them out completely. But now, Dong was regretting it. Damn it, this company was definitely not simple.

"Hello, Boss? Tonight's operation failed!" Watching the dozen or so brothers who had managed to escape, Dong called his superior with a thoroughly depressed heart to report the situation. What the hell was going on? How did Xingfeng Security suddenly pull out such a ridiculously formidable martial artist? Could they have intentionally set a trap with smoke?

"What!" Dong heard it loud and clear—the sound of a wine glass shattering came from the other end of the line. Dong didn't dare utter a single sound, bracing himself for the boss's reprimand. "Tell me right now, what the hell happened? Didn't I tell you to take plenty of men? And isn't it just a tiny little security firm? You couldn't even handle that!"

"B-Boss, it wasn't like that! We practically had their people cornered and ready to finish off, but who would have expected a masked master to suddenly show up? The opponent was just too tough, so... so I ended up taking the loss," Dong stammered defensively. Damn it, he still had no idea who that bastard was, or how he could possibly be that strong.

"A masked expert appeared? What did he look like?" The boss's tone softened just a fraction, though he still asked with palpable anger. He knew the capabilities of his subordinates; Dong was usually a competent manager with quite a few elite fighters under his command. How on earth had they been thrashed like this?

"I-I didn't get a good look either, but I'm sure it was a masked man!" Dong insisted firmly. Well, obviously—anyone could tell that much just from the opponent's combat style. Predictably, the boss burst into a furious curse: "Damn it, if you got beaten by a woman, you'd better bring your own head back to see me!"

"Y-Yes, Boss!" Hearing this, Dong felt a chill run down his neck, as if the blade had already severed it. "Boss, w-we actually had victory in the bag, but this masked punk came out of nowhere!"

"Get back here immediately and give me the full details!" The boss sank into deep thought. When had such a high-level fighter appeared in their territory? They were constantly on the lookout for talent while eliminating rivals; if someone couldn't be recruited to their side, they had to be eradicated immediately to prevent future trouble.

The events that took place at Xingfeng Security Company quickly spread through the underworld. Everyone began speculating wildly about this newly emerged firm. Some of the rumors grew utterly preposterous, claiming that a massive gang of robbers had attempted to hold up the security company, only to be effortlessly knocked flat by the guards themselves.

People spoke of it with absolute conviction, claiming the robbers were currently being interrogated at the police station. Consequently, throngs of onlookers and reporters rushed down to the police precinct to get to the bottom of the story. The head of the police station felt his head splitting with a massive migraine upon seeing the chaotic crowd pressing in for answers. Yet, there was nothing he could do; these people all had powerful connections, and if you said the wrong thing, they could easily ruin you behind the scenes, leaving you with no way to clear your name.

Ultimately, the station chief had no choice but to issue a public statement praising Xingfeng Security Company for their exemplary actions. The chief had originally intended to quietly release the captured thugs following orders from above, but faced with swarms of media personnel closely watching the case, he was forced to put on a show and declare that the incident would be handled with the utmost severity.

Hearing this outcome, the crowd finally dispersed contentedly to rush back and file their reports. Overnight, the reputation of Xingfeng Security Company had truly taken off. Naturally, behind the scenes, the promotional push from the Huang Corporation also played a hidden role that outsiders could never perceive. As for all this commotion, Ye Feng simply did not have the energy to pay attention to it.

At that moment, Ye Feng was still holding the beautiful and mature Bi Yun tightly in his arms, fast asleep. After settling the security company's affairs last night, he had returned home to find Wen Biyun still awake. Unable to resist, he pulled her into his embrace and thoroughly ravished her. It was only after Wen Biyun repeatedly begged for mercy that Ye Feng finally released all the pent-up fire within his body, gently holding the gorgeous woman as they drifted off to sleep.

As the early morning rays stealthily filtered through the curtains into the bedroom, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms with the corners of her lips curled upward in a slight smile, Ye Feng smiled contentedly. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss onto Wen Biyun's flawless white forehead, prompting a soft murmur of protest from her.

"Feng... stop teasing me, please. Let me rest a little longer," Wen Biyun murmured as she slowly fluttered her eyes open, casting a seductive, sleepy glance at Ye Feng. She had always been consumed by the grueling management of her hotel, working from dawn till dusk every single day. When had she ever allowed herself such indulgence? Lying in Ye Feng's arms felt so utterly blissful that she simply could not bear to get up.

"You lazy little kitty, time to get up!" Ye Feng chuckled softly. Though Wen Biyun looked serene and enchanting in her slumber, her alluring, mature charm had not diminished in the slightest; if anything, it was even more captivating now. Especially since she was completely naked, her smooth skin radiating a mesmerizing sheen that made Ye Feng involuntarily swallow hard.

"No way, I want to sleep more!" Wen Biyun gave him a playful, coquettish glare before rolling over to continue her slumber. Last night, she and Ye Feng had gone completely wild, leaving her body feeling as though it might fall apart piece by piece. That wicked man had shown her no mercy at all—though Wen Biyun conveniently seemed to have forgotten how she had cried out for more over and over again throughout the night.

As a deeply responsible man, Ye Feng naturally could not let his beloved beauty down. Without hesitation, he mounted that familiar battlefield once more, pouring out his sweat and reaping the sweet reward of his lady's melodious sighs. Who knew how many hours they had fought before finally falling back asleep?

Seeing Wen Biyun roll over, Ye Feng's eyes lit up. Her sudden movement exposed her exquisite, perfectly rounded buttocks, stunningly lovely and undulating slightly with her breathing. The smooth, creamy curves were impossibly sensual, and the tender skin along the outer thighs looked delicate and soft. The sight instantly reignited Ye Feng's burning desires.

Without a second thought, Ye Feng pounced, pressing tightly against Wen Biyun's back as his lips began to trace kisses along her smooth, jade-white spine. As he kissed downward inch by inch, Wen Biyun's initial token resistance and reluctance gradually melted away into soft moans, her body reacting instinctively to the familiar touch.

Sensing the changes in her body, Ye Feng pressed the tip of his tongue against her delicate skin, trailing light kisses from the nape of her neck down her spine, all the way to the twin peaks of her rounded hips. At the same time, his hands slid around to cup her generous breasts, caressing the plump curves. When all preparations were complete, Ye Feng thrust deeply into her from behind...

Before long, a thrilling, breathtaking performance echoed softly within the cozy bedroom. Both of them thoroughly indulged in this exquisite morning breakfast—a lavish, perfect feast that left them completely intoxicated in each other's arms.