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Twelve Nights reminded:
"What I mean is, don't go too far, going too far is okay."
Feng Zejian waved his hand.
"I'll save up and go for the big one."
Twelve Nights let out a cold laugh.
"Heh, go ahead and save if you want, anyway, I have the final say."
Feng Zejian then asked, "You've met A Qing, haven't you?"
"Yes, I can feel her presence."
"The umbrella in your hand is her true form, so treat her well."
Twelve Nights nodded without hesitation.
"Of course, I've already contacted someone. I'll take Aqing over and exchange her umbrella for a new one. There aren't many people who can do this kind of work these days."
Feng Zejian nodded. "Indeed."
"You're awake too. Let's get ready and go out for a meal."
Feng Zejian sensed that Shier Ye was in a hurry.
"Master, why do you seem a little anxious?"
Twelve Nights made no secret of it.
"There are still many things to be handed over in Tokyo. I originally planned to go back today, but given the situation, I can only take the evening bus and resolve these matters tomorrow."
Feng Zejian nodded.
"Oh, okay, then I'll go take a shower."
Kazema didn't treat Shijuya like an outsider, and swaggered into the bathroom wearing only his underwear.
However, when he came out, Feng Zejian was wrapped up quite tightly.
After all, some parts should be covered up.
Seeing this, Twelve Nights couldn't help but tease, "I thought you would come out naked."
Feng Ze forced a stiff smile.
"I'm not that perverted; I still have the most basic sense of shame."
Feng Zejian returned to bed, tossed and turned for a while, and when he was almost dry, he put on his clothes and prepared to leave.
"By the way, where should we eat?"
"There's a popular buffet restaurant in Nara Prefecture that's supposedly pretty good."
"Sure, I'll go check it out. It's pretty good."
The two left the hotel one after the other and checked out at the front desk.
As usual, Feng Zejian put his arm around her waist, but Feng Zejian had impure thoughts and liked to use some underhanded tricks, his hand moving upwards in a restless manner.
While driving, Shierye ignored Fengzejian's groping hands for the sake of safe driving.
Feng Zejian only took a small taste before returning his hand to Shierye's waist.
When Feng Zejian arrived at that popular self-service restaurant and saw people coming and going at the entrance, he knew he had come to the right place.
Feng Zejian sighed, "There are really a lot of people here."
Twelve Nights drove by, and people around stopped to watch the two of them.
"Yes, if we stand here, there will only be more people."
"Then let's go inside quickly."
The two entered the popular buffet restaurant and set up their table at the front desk.
Popular buffet restaurants like this almost never have private rooms, so the two of them sat in a booth.
From the moment the two sat down, Feng Zejian felt the gazes of those around them.
The two placed their coats on the booth and got up to choose what they liked to eat.
When the two returned, they found their clothes lying on the ground with obvious footprints on them.
Neither of them said anything, except that it was fortunate that their phones or anything like that weren't on the table.
During the previous walk, Feng Zejian was bumped into at least three times.
They all just passed by, and Feng Zejian couldn't say anything.
Feng Zejian sat in his seat and shrugged helplessly.
"In a sense, I am a household name."
Just as Twelve Nights was about to reply, a short, average-looking man in a vest at the next table rudely interrupted.
"Big stars are big stars, they really know how to pat themselves on the back."
Feng Zejian looked at that person.
"What's your name, sir, who has spoken to me without permission?"
The man snorted coldly.
"Humph, you don't deserve to know my name."
Feng Zejian still wore a smile.
"Is that so? Then enjoy your meal."
Feng Zejian's attitude towards this person seeking attention remained unchanged.
The two are from different social classes and are destined to have little interaction.
Everyone around them turned to look.
Perhaps it was Feng Zejian's concession, or perhaps it was the surrounding attention that greatly satisfied the man's desire to perform, completely opening his floodgates and causing him to start talking to himself.
"This world is really something. A pervert who steals underwear and steals other people's girlfriends can become a star. I heard he even had an affair with the school principal."
Kazema felt nothing, but Twelve Nights did not stand idly by.
Twelve Nights teased, "What, are you envious?"
The man trembled, but then became defiant.
"What's there to envy? As for you, you look alright, but being with someone like that, I don't think you're any good either."
Twelve Nights swept her dark hair back and smiled confidently.
"What, are you envious?"
"you...."
On the twelfth night, she rested her chin on her hand.
“You can say I’m no good, but you don’t know I’m a model. The income from one event is more than you could earn in a year if you worked yourself to the bone. You also don’t know what it’s like to drive different supercars. You don’t know how beautiful the night view of the Tokyo villa district is. And you certainly don’t know what it feels like to have a woman like me lying in your arms.”
"The only chance you'll ever have to come into contact with a beautiful woman in your life is probably when you spend a lot of money to hire a high-class bubble bath girl who's had plastic surgery, and who knows if she'll even be sick."
Twelve Nights really went all out, without using a single vulgar word, but the insults he hurled were incredibly dirty.
Chapter 323 A Man's Game
"No matter how bad I am, I've been on the cover of an international weekly magazine. Before judging others, look in the mirror and see what you look like."
The man opposite was completely flushed.
But he also knew that he could not attack the woman in front of him, so he turned his attention to Feng Zejian instead.
"As expected, a pretty boy like you can only hide behind a woman."
Feng Zejian couldn't help but laugh.
Without saying a word, he took off his clothes.
That perfect, ideal figure appeared before everyone.
The men around him stared wide-eyed at his well-defined muscles.
Feng Zejian is the typical type who looks slim when dressed but has a muscular build when undressed; when clothed, outsiders really can't tell his physique.
Feng Zejian felt that this was too conspicuous, so he put on clothes that only showed the muscles on his arms.
"We can compare muscle definition."
Some of the differences are visible to the naked eye.
The men at the next table were speechless after being confronted.
"It's not normal for pretty boys to work out. I bet your muscles are from steroids."
“I could also say your muscles are from drugs. If you’re going to attack me as a pretty boy, then we can play some men’s games.”
The man smiled.
"Are you talking about who has more girlfriends? Then I certainly can't compare to you."
Feng Zejian shook his head.
"Of course not, it's a game about courage, speed, and precision. Dare to compete?"
"What's wrong with this?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Zejian turned to look at Shierye.
Do you have a dagger? Give me one.
Upon hearing the word "dagger," those around gasped in shock.
Is this some kind of mutual sabotage? This is going way too far.
The man in the vest was also a little scared.
"I didn't bring a dagger, only a butterfly knife."
Feng Zejian beckoned to him.
"Okay, this one will do."
Twelve Nights took out a butterfly knife from his inner pocket.
I must say, this butterfly knife is quite exquisite.
Feng Zejian played around for a while.
I have to say, Feng Zejian's flashy outfit is pretty cool.
Feng Zejian gripped the hilt of the knife in his right hand, and with his left hand spread out on the table, he quickly stabbed at the gaps between his five fingers and the area next to them.
The speed was so fast that it left afterimages and made clanging sounds.
They stuck it in there for a full minute.
The man in the vest opposite him was dumbfounded.
Feng Zejian looked at the man in the vest.
"Your turn, my friend."
The man in the vest swallowed hard. He cared about his image, but he wasn't stupid.
Feng Zejian had put him in such a difficult position that he was now in a bind.
"What, you're afraid?"
"If you don't dare, then apologize to this lady, and I won't hold it against you this time."
In this battle, Feng Zejian completely crushed his opponent in every aspect; there is no doubt about that.
No one present was a fool. Those muscle lines and that quick maneuver just now—anyone could tell that Feng Zejian was quite skilled.
Even if the opponent were to fight with swords, he might not be able to defeat Feng Zejian.
Feng Zejian offered the other party a way out; if the other party refused, he would become a complete clown.