The saying goes, no woman can resist a bad boy; a young, wild, and arrogant man like Chen Feng, who seemed to hold everything in contempt, naturally attracted the curiosity and affection of women.

Angelisa, one of the Empire's four beauties, was pursued by countless swarms of admirers, yet none had moved her heart. Now, pinned to the ground by Chen Feng with her clothes being torn, she felt a strange sensation rising amidst her panic—a feeling that this red-haired youth was utterly extraordinary...

Chen Feng ignored her cries and her inner thoughts. He released his grip, stood up, and turned his back, stating, "Tomorrow morning at eight, the training grounds. I expect you and Judy not to be late!"

With that, he turned and walked out of the small courtyard.

"Yagami Iori..." Angelisa called out. Seeing he didn't pause, she stood up, dusted off the grime, and looked at her ripped robe, a flush creeping up her face.

This Yagami Iori was truly bizarre. Moments ago, flattery and enticement failed to persuade Chen Feng to practice teamwork with her, yet suddenly he agreed? Could it be that he saw her... Thinking of this made her face burn as if with fever.

In reality, Chen Feng had only refused initially because he despised being deceived or manipulated, hating the feeling of being toyed with. He had already agreed with her proposal in principle, but only after taking her down and venting his own frustration did he consent to practicing with them—a clear demonstration of his own arrogant nature.

"Oh? Angelisa, why haven't you returned to your quarters yet?" As Angelisa stood lost in thought, Judy's confused voice sounded from behind her.

"Ah..." Hearing Judy, Angelisa's face became even redder, as if blood might drip, and she quickly waved her hands, "It's nothing, nothing at all."

"What's nothing?" Judy was completely bewildered. "I asked why you haven't returned to your quarters yet?"

"Oh..." Angelisa finally caught her breath, looking at the puzzled Judy. "I was walking here..." She trailed off, unsure how to continue.

"Why are your clothes torn?" Judy instantly noticed the large rip across her companion's magic robe.

Angelisa flushed even deeper at the question. "I... I accidentally... snagged it myself!" Then, as if fleeing, she hurried away. After only a few steps, she remembered Chen Feng’s words, turned back, and said, "Right! Tomorrow morning at eight, Yagami Iori wants us to meet at the training grounds to practice cooperation together!" She then left for her quarters without looking back.

"Yagami Iori wants us to meet... When did he say that? Weren't we together, only separated for less than ten minutes?" Judy muttered to herself, looking up only to find Angelisa already vanished.

"Why was Angelisa acting so strangely just now..." Judy walked forward, murmuring to herself. After a few steps, a flash of insight struck her: "Could it be... Angelisa ran into Yagami Iori here? Then her clothes being..." Thinking this, Judy's eyes filled with resentment. "Good for him, that stinking Yagami Iori, that dead Yagami Iori! Looking so proper, who knew he'd stoop to such things!"

The more she thought, the angrier she became. Unable to bear it any longer, Judy charged furiously toward the place where Chen Feng was staying. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Chen Feng slept through the afternoon and felt no trace of drowsiness. He strolled leisurely around the 'five-star' courtyard.

"You?" Chen Feng stopped when he spotted an acquaintance.

"You!" the Seventh Prince echoed simultaneously.

Both were momentarily astonished by the sudden synchronicity.

The Seventh Prince did not harbor resentment over Chen Feng's previous violent outburst; instead, he spoke with great openness, causing Chen Feng to revise his earlier judgment of him.

"I will definitely win the championship," the Seventh Prince declared, his tone full of resolution and confidence.

"Hmph, with me here, you have no chance!" Chen Feng’s arrogant voice rang out at the exact same moment.

They exchanged knowing smiles. Both were young geniuses acknowledged by everyone around them; sparks were inevitable, as was a mutual respect.

"Where are your Talisman Sword and Dragon Armor? Did you bring them today?" Chen Feng asked.

"I didn't bring them today, but I certainly will for the competition," the Seventh Prince replied with a smile.

"If you really don't bring them, I fear the match will lose its excitement!" Chen Feng said. "Besides, I still want to see whether the power of equipment is stronger or personal cultivation reigns supreme."

The Seventh Prince responded, "It shall be as you wish!"

Chen Feng looked at the resolute set of the Seventh Prince's jaw, finding it highly amusing. He ran his left hand through his hair and erupted in loud laughter.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Yagami Iori’s distinctive laughter echoed throughout the small courtyard.

After laughing for a while, without sparing a glance for the Seventh Prince behind him, Chen Feng turned and left.

After Chen Feng departed, a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows behind the Seventh Prince.

"Your Highness, this Yagami Iori is so incredibly arrogant and rude; I fear he will never submit to you."

"Is that so?" The Seventh Prince chuckled. "This Yagami Iori possesses such skill at such a young age; a little arrogance is natural. As long as I defeat him honorably in the competition, he will surely be convinced!"

Saying this, the Seventh Prince looked up at the vast sky. "The more arrogant a person is, the more they respect strength, and the less cunning they possess—making them easier to manipulate!"

Was Chen Feng's arrogance truly as the Seventh Prince described? Would he respect strength? Perhaps in his heart, only his own power was worthy of admiration...

The figure behind the Seventh Prince seemed to grasp something, nodding once before vanishing back into the darkness. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"Yagami Iori!" Judy hissed through gritted teeth toward Chen Feng, whose back was turned, embroidered with a crescent moon.

Recalling Angelisa’s state moments ago, which she suspected this red-haired youth caused, Judy’s teeth itched with fury.

"He’s been lukewarm toward me, who has been with him so long, yet after meeting Angelisa just once, he rips her clothes! This stinking Yagami Iori, this dead Yagami Iori! Am I really so much uglier than Angelisa?" Judy cursed silently.

Women are naturally drawn to vanity. Chen Feng had always been indifferent and dismissive toward Judy. If he suddenly showed a slightly better attitude toward another girl, it was no wonder Judy was driven to jealous madness.

Chen Feng slightly tilted his head, his cold gaze flashing as he assessed the furious Judy behind him, without uttering a word.

"Why... What exactly happened between you and Angelisa?" Judy had intended to ask, Why did you tear Angelisa's clothes? What is your relationship with her? But halfway through, she realized how inappropriate such a question sounded coming from one girl to another. She quickly changed her phrasing, but the result was still abrasive, carrying clear undertones of accusation and shattering any semblance of ladylike demeanor.

Chen Feng hadn't expected her rage to stem from this query. He had only met that Angelisa twice; what relationship could they possibly have? Still, he wasn't inclined to explain. He glanced sideways at Judy and said dismissively, "My affairs are none of your business!"

He began to walk away.

"Fine, you admit it then?" Judy’s suspicion was now confirmed, and she blocked Chen Feng’s path. "You won't leave today until you explain yourself!"

Chen Feng stared at Judy and said flatly, "Move aside!"

)A dagger sprang forth, aimed at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng caught it between two fingers, flicked his wrist, and the dagger shot away like a meteor, embedding itself firmly into the trunk of a nearby tree, hilt-deep.

"I warn you, stop this unreasonable tantrum, or I will kill you," Chen Feng’s grim voice sounded near Judy’s ear. He then shoved her shoulder lightly and walked past her, lifting his head.

"You..." Judy’s pretty face turned crimson with rage. She ripped off the veil covering her face and, abandoning all pretense, lunged at Chen Feng.

When a woman is angry, it can be the most terrifying thing in the world (a realization men deeply understand...). She might scratch and bite without regard for appearance, unleash the 'Dragon-Tiger Dance,' clutch her head and weep, or shriek about hanging herself. In short, the actions a woman takes when angry are completely unpredictable to a normal man.

If you could predict them, she wouldn't be a woman anymore.

| After that, Chen Feng spun around abruptly, gripping both of her wrists, and yanked backward, using her momentum to toss Judy aside.

"Are you insane!" Chen Feng roared. "If it weren't for you risking your life to save me back then, I would have killed you today!"

When Brut of the Lefu family was dying, he tore a counterfeit Fourth-level magic scroll, intending to take Chen Feng down with him. Judy had stepped forward to help block the attack. This act had always touched Chen Feng deeply, which is why, despite his anger, he held back and did not truly injure Judy.

All for the sake of getting this red-haired youth to participate in the competition with her, and now he had agreed. Apart from participating together, they had no other connection—so why had she acted like that just now?

Unable to pinpoint the reason, a strange sense of loss welled up in her heart, and tears rolled down her pale, beautiful cheeks.

Chen Feng glanced at her, then walked out without looking back.

If it weren't to repay Judy for saving his life, he would never team up with a weak woman, Chen Feng thought to himself—women were truly troublesome!

As Chen Feng’s footsteps faded into the distance, Judy finally couldn't hold back the sobs, as if trying to weep out every grievance. Her slender, beautiful figure, crying alone in the darkness, appeared so helpless... (To be continued. For what happens next, please log on to www**m, where there are more chapters, supporting the author and legitimate reading!)