She's Now… a "Nighttime Instructor"?!**
"Master!"
A crisp, joyous call—clear as a nightingale in a mountain stream.
The just-reborn Ah Yin—who had moments ago looked like a serene, aloof blue-haired fairy—
showed absolutely zero hesitation.
Under everyone's stunned gazes, she launched herself toward the counter like a swallow returning to its nest.
Lin Feng only felt a fresh, fragrant breeze.
A second later, a soft, warm, delicately scented body—radiating the purity of nature and overflowing with life force—
latched onto him.
Her slender arms wrapped around his neck.
Her long jade legs, wrapped in natural grass-leaf fabric, hooked around his waist.
She clung to him like a vine to a tree.
And then—
"Hehehe~ Master smells… so good…"
She rubbed her beautiful face against Lin Feng's cheek, letting out soft, intoxicated giggles.
The aloof fairy from earlier?
Gone.
This was clearly a clingy, love-starved little succubus.
Lin Feng's eyelid twitched.
The touch and fragrance were truly top-notch.
However—
Wasn't this posture a bit too outrageous?
There were people watching!
In an instant, all the men in the shop instinctively lowered their heads.
I see nothing. I know nothing.
Senior's private matters are not for mortal eyes.
Meanwhile, the women…
Were collectively shooting death beams.
(Aside from a certain someone still quietly gnawing on pig's trotters.)
Sizzle—
Bibi Dong's grip tightened so hard on her black silk stockings that she didn't even notice her nails tearing holes through the fabric.
Her amethyst eyes were so furious they practically glowed red.
Hu Liena's nails dug into her palms, the charming smile wiped clean from her face, replaced by pure, murderous jealousy.
Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing stared fixedly at the blue-haired beauty clinging around Lin Feng—each wearing complicated, stormy expressions.
Inside all four women, the same hysterical scream echoed:
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!
ANOTHER ONE?!
And she dares cling to Senior in public?!
GET DOWN!!!
THAT SPOT IS MINE!"
"Hmph."
Zhu Zhuyun finally muttered bitterly under her breath:
"Where did this broken piece of grass learn to cling to Master like that? Who taught her those tricks?"
This was nothing but her sour complaint.
But none of them expected—
Ah Yin, still wrapped around Lin Feng like a koala, abruptly paused.
She lifted her little head from his shoulder.
Her azure eyes blinked innocently at Zhu Zhuyun.
Then, with total sincerity, she answered:
"I learned it from her last night."
And she pointed—directly—
at the dazed, quiet Zhu Zhuqing.
WHOOSH!
Everyone's heads turned in perfect unison toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing: "???!!!"
She jerked her head up, completely stunned.
She instantly felt dozens of gazes stabbing into her like spears—
two of which were lethal enough to pierce mountains.
One was from the Supreme Pontiff.
One was from the Holy Maiden.
Hu Liena and Bibi Dong turned toward her in sync,
Their beautiful eyes no longer charming or majestic—
but burning with pure judgment.
Oh? Ohhhh?
So it was YOU, little fox?!
They were racking their brains for ways to get closer to Senior—
And meanwhile this kitten…
Had already progressed to the level of—
Nighttime private instruction?!
And she even taught the newcomer?!
UNFORGIVABLE.
At the Star Luo envoy table, an inconspicuous middle-aged man flushed with excitement.
Zhuqing, good girl!
Quiet in public but truly gifted in private!
As expected of my daughter!
—thought Zhu Chenfei proudly.
Zhu Zhuqing, feeling all those scorching gazes, completely shut down.
She didn't even have the energy to be jealous anymore.
Her beautiful face turned crimson to the point of dripping blood.
She desperately wished she could dig a tunnel on the spot.
I'm not!
I didn't!
Don't talk nonsense!!!
She only slept in Senior's arms last night!
This grass creature just happened to see!
How did that become "teaching"?!
Meanwhile, one person's world was collapsing entirely.
Tang Hao.
He watched as his beloved Ah Yin—
Who had shown him only disgust—
Clung tightly to another man's body, soft and intimate.
He felt something sprouting wildly on his head.
It was green.
Growing lushly.
The next moment—
Tang Hao's psyche completely shattered.
Why?!
He had sacrificed his hundred-thousand-year ring!
He had fallen from the Titled Douluo realm!
All for her!!
And she—
She ran into another man's embrace?!
Tang Hao staggered to his feet, trembling with fury and humiliation.
He pointed at the woman still wrapped around Lin Feng, his voice hoarse and cracking:
"Ah Yin! Do you know what you're doing?!"
Ah Yin frowned at the interruption.
She lifted her lovely face from Lin Feng's shoulder and looked at Tang Hao with pure, unfiltered disgust—
as though he were filth on the ground.
"Of course I know."
Her voice was sweet and melodious—
but her words were sharp enough to kill.
"I'm hugging my Master."
To prove her point, she rubbed her cheek harder against Lin Feng's neck, letting out a pleased sigh.
"Besides…"
Her gaze sharpened as it returned to Tang Hao.
"…what I do—
what does it have to do with you?"
Then came the trio of death sentences:
"Didn't I tell you not to speak?"
"Why are you still here?"
"Why are you still shamelessly breathing in a place that makes me feel comfortable?"
Each sentence was a poisoned dagger plunged straight into Tang Hao's heart.
His vision blurred.
He nearly spat blood and fainted.
He opened his mouth—
But no sound came out.
He wanted to say he had given everything for her.
He wanted to say he was her husband.
That she once loved him deeply.
But that disgust in her eyes—
that bone-deep rejection—
strangled all words in his throat.
Why…
Why is it like this…?
Ah Yin shouldn't be like this.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Tang Hao's burned-out mind finally latched onto one explanation—
Yes.
It wasn't Ah Yin's fault.
It was—
He jerked his head up, bloodshot eyes locking onto the calm young man behind the counter.
His voice cracked as he roared:
"IT'S YOU!!!"