Samsara Online

Xie Feng and Yang Tian looked at each other in confusion. What happened?

"Li’er, is something wrong?" Gu Qianxue asked in a low voice.

"N-no, it’s nothing.... Ha... Ha ha ha ha." Yang Li’er, with a somewhat anxious face, shook her head quickly and apologized for being too loud before.

Xie Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Li’er trying to figure out something. His gaze caused the young beauty to become even more nervous, which confused him even more.

Suddenly, the atmosphere had become somewhat strange. Xie Yao and Gu Qianxue held on to both of Xie Feng’s arms, worried that he would do something and Yang Tian unconsciously took a step forward and stepped between his cousin and Xie Feng. Although he didn’t know what was going on, Yang Li’er was his family and Yang Tian didn’t care what his father told him about treating Xie Feng with respect if her safety was at stake. Besides, Yang Tian didn’t even know why he should act like this.

"Oh well, I guess it’s okay." Xie Feng suddenly smiled kindly as if nothing had happened.

The change in attitude was so drastic that no one could react. What had just happened?

"By the way, how about we dance?" Xie Feng proposed out of nowhere while looking at the beauties beside him. Seeing the surprised looks, he explained with a smile, "We can’t just sit around all night, right? It would be a waste. Since we’re going out, we should have some fun. How about it?"

Those present looked at each other and in the end, except for Yang Tian who didn’t like to dance, they all agreed that it would be a shame not to take the opportunity to have fun. Suddenly, however, one more problem arose.... Mu Wuying, Xie Yao, and Gu Qianxue seemed to be playing rock paper scissors.

Seeing this, Xie Feng smiled helplessly. How could he not know what was going on?

"Heh... One of these days you’ll die inside a woman’s body." Yang Tian sneered.

Xie Feng gave him a sidelong glance and casually replied, "Believe it or not, I have much more stamina than you. Even then, I don’t think it’s a bad way to die. At least, I’d rather die happy and not be so hypocritical or idiotic as to think that dying for the honor of the country or dying on the battlefield would be better."

"You..." Yang Tian’s face changed and he looked at Xie Feng angrily. As the next leader of the Yang Family and being raised with a great sense of belonging to China, Yang Tian could not tolerate such comments. "How dare you-"

Tap

Xie Feng put a hand on Yang Tian’s shoulder and smiled slightly, "Well, I’ll leave you. I must entertain some beauties and .... To be honest, I don’t really like talking to men."

After saying those words, Xie Feng took the hand of Gu Qianxue, who had won the game of gambling, and led her to the dance floor.

Yang Li’er still didn’t quite understand what was going on, but as Xie Feng and Gu Qianxue danced, she noticed something strange.

"Older cousin? Is something wrong?" She looked at Yang Tian’s somewhat pale face and asked worriedly.

Yang Tian stared straight ahead, his eyes wide open as if something unbelievable had happened. He turned and walked away as he said, "Li’er, I’ll be right back."

Yang Li’er stomped off in annoyance. In the end, she stood alone looking out onto the dance floor. Although many young men wanted to approach, none dared to do so after what happened earlier.

* * *

Outside the main hall, near a forest inside the mansion grounds.

Huff... Huff... Hufff

The heavy breathing of a man was the only thing that could be heard apart from the occasional sound of crickets.

"Damn it... This must be a joke!" The man growled.

This man was Yang Tian, who had left the hall a few minutes ago.

Yang Tian slowly took off his shirt, but even so, his face must be contorted from time to time as if he was suffering a great amount of pain. His face was bathed in sweat and his jaw line was well marked, proving how hard he was gritting his teeth.

When his shirt was finally off, Yang Tian turned his attention to his right shoulder and grimaced when he saw what was there; a giant dark purple bruise with small blood stains!

Yang Tian couldn’t believe it! He, who could resist a missile with his naked body, was wounded? What’s more, he was wounded so easily? he still remembered clearly how Xie Feng tapped his shoulder earlier, he did it so simply as if he was greeting a friend but the result was terrifying!

But the reality was right in front of his eyes and the pain he felt like his bones were cracking was real; Yang Tian had no choice but to believe it, whether he liked it or not.

Moreover, Yang Tian also understood what Xie Feng meant, "Don’t be so arrogant!"

Although Yang Tian was not using his power and it was only his physical body, it was unbelievable to him that he had been hurt by such a simple gesture. Therefore, after hesitating for several minutes, he finally gritted his teeth and took out his cell phone from his pants pocket.

Usually, Yang Tian didn’t get involved with government secrets or special agencies like the NSA because he didn’t like it too much. But now, there was no choice.

"I want all available information on a person named Xie Feng.... Code name? What the hell do I know what his code name is, he’s 20 years old, lives in Shanghai and..."

Yang Tian made a call.

* * *

Back inside the main hall.

The dance floor was packed with people but still it didn’t look crowded at all. That’s how big the place was.

Handsome men of all ages and beautiful women in elegant dresses held hands, brought their bodies close together, and danced softly to the music. It was a wonderful scene capable of captivating everyone’s eyes; however, there were two people who attracted more attention than most of the people present.

Currently, Xie Feng was dancing with Mu Wuying.

"Really, my luck is not very good." Mu Wuying said in a whisper.

Her two arms were wrapping around Xie Feng’s neck and her face very close to his. Meanwhile, Xie Feng had his hands on both sides of Mu Wuying’s slim waist.

Both of them were moving slowly, dancing to the slow music that was playing. Their bodies were practically glued together, so they could both feel each other’s heartbeat fluttering; but even then, neither of them said anything.

"Why do you say so?" Xie Feng asked back as he guided the dance movements with great skill.

In the past Xie Feng didn’t know anything about dancing, after all, he spent his time playing street basketball with orphanage kids or adults. However, after being adopted, he started taking noble etiquette and dance lessons together with Xie Yao. The result did not surprise him, for in only two years he had learned to do what it would take the sons of noble families at least a decade to do.

Mu Wuying smiled slightly and while looking into his eyes, whispered, "Xie Yao and Qianxue defeated me before, so I could only be the last one. I’m sure if Yin Yue participated she would also defeat me."

Xie Feng chuckled and pointed out, "Indeed. In the past, you were always bad at gambling. I still remember that time we went to a subway casino and you lost over 50 million in a dice game."

Mu Wuying puffed out her cheeks and pouted, creating an extremely charming appearance. "Don’t mention it. I swear never to go to those places again, they’re just scammers." She complained.

If anyone saw the dignified, proud, and generally calm Mu Wuying, the most beautiful woman in all of Beijing and the second most beautiful woman in all of China acting like a little girl in the arms of a man, their eyes would probably fall out of their sockets due to disbelief.

"Bad loser." Xie Feng laughed.

The two continued to dance with their bodies pressed against each other and whispered quietly to each other in order not to disturb the other people, ignoring the stares they were receiving. In fact, the men were extremely jealous of Xie Feng and the women were extremely jealous of Mu Wuying.... After all, she was a heavenly beauty and he was such a handsome man that he could hardly have a rival in China.

Yao Zenyu, Nangong Lei, and several powerful young masters were watching the pair dance. Their looks and feelings varied, but most of them were looking at Yao Zenyu with interest as if they were waiting for something funny.

"You won’t do anything?" Nangong Lei frowned and asked as he swirled the wine in his glass. He looked at Yao Zenyu and pointed, "Your fiancée is dancing merrily with another man right now."

Yao Zenyu looked down at the dance floor and his eyes were casual as if he wasn’t worried about anything. But if anyone looked under the table, they could see his two fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.

"It’s okay." Yao Zenyu smiled and shook his head. "Wuying’s future is with me. In the past, she was engaged to my Yao family and in the present, she is too."

"In the past?" A young man of about 27 years old frowned in confusion.

Nangong Lei looked at him slightly and warned, "Su Qen, don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask."

The young man with the surname Su dared not ask any more questions and nodded hurriedly. This was the kind of "friendship" they had.

"Your fiancée? How laughable. I don’t think my cousin Wuying verbally agreed. Do you really feel no shame, Yao Zenyu?"

An unexpected voice suddenly came out of nowhere and joined the conversation.

The young masters present, though powerful, did not dare to speak to Yao Zenyu in such a way even in their dreams. But was there really anyone so brave? They all looked at each other as they gasped. Did this person want to die?

Yao Zenyu’s face stayed impassive on the surface. As he looked in the direction of the voice, a sexy woman in a seductive red dress was slowly approaching while looking at him mockingly.