At the staircase entrance, the beauty who had nearly lost her honor was gracefully descending the stairs.
She donned black suit pants and crystal high heels, with a small open-collar suit jacket over a white blouse.
The beauty clearly had taken a bath, her damp hair soft and cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.
Her eyes were unusually large, with long lashes flickering, her pupils resembling a clear, bottom-visible pool.
However, despite her beauty, her expression was as cold as an unmelting iceberg, piercingly so.
Even from ten meters away, Lin Xueyi and Yang Fei couldn't help but shiver.
Lin Xueyi was stunned.
She hadn't expected the girl who had been in such a sorry state in the room to transform into a breathtaking beauty after a bath.
Plus, that chilling aura she carried was not typical of ordinary women.
Such icy temperament, such a powerful presence, was innate and could not be feigned.
The woman approached Lin Xueyi and Yang Fei. Seeing Yang Fei's dumbfounded expression, her cheeks reddened slightly.
Although she had been somewhat confused just before, that didn't mean she had completely lost consciousness.
Remembering that her most private state was seen by the man in front of her made the woman feel a bit uneasy.
She walked over to Lin Xueyi and said indifferently, "Thank you for saving me, Sister. I really don't know how to express my gratitude."
As the girl said this, her eyes began to redden, but she stubbornly bit her lip, raising her chin without letting tears fall.
Lin Xueyi, feeling sympathetic, offered her a tissue and gently said, "Miss, you seem like a good woman, how did you get involved with these lowlifes?"
"Where is your home? Do you want to call the police?"
The woman didn't take the tissue from Lin Xueyi. The vulnerability on her face vanished in a moment as she spoke lightly, "No need, my family wouldn't care about me."
"I just arrived in Yannan City today, sat in the bar for a bit, and after having a glass of fruit juice, I became dizzy and knew nothing else."
"When I woke up again, I was in this place. Sister, if it hadn't been for you, I... I'm just so thankful."
Yang Fei unexpectedly leaned in, pointing to his own nose with a hehe laugh, "Beauty, the one who saved you, besides Sister Xueyi, was also Brother Fei here."
"Sister Xueyi is of high morals and noble character, she doesn't need your thanks."
"If you wish to show gratitude, then recognize Brother Fei here. Just give me a few thousand to spend, and that'll be enough."
Yang Fei suddenly waved his arm, his face reflecting a righteous zeal.
He spoke passionately, "Of course, if you feel Brother Fei's favor is mountainous, and only a hefty sum can repay the life-saving grace..."
"Just give ten or twenty thousand, if Brother Fei sees your sincerity, he'll gladly accept..."
After finishing, he stretched out his hand far, his eyes rolling around, "So, how will it be, swipe a card, transfer, or cash?"
The ice queen who had never seen such a shameless scoundrel stood with her mouth slightly open, staring blankly at Yang Fei, not knowing how to react.
As soon as Yang Fei began to speak, Lin Xueyi was searching for a weapon on the ground.
Finding nothing, she took off her high heels and swung the heel menacingly, "Yang Fei, if you continue spouting nonsense, watch your skin."
Yang Fei scampered away like a monkey, jumping to a safe distance.
He spread his hands, "Sister Xueyi, I was just trying to help the beauty relieve her heavy psychological burden, helping others is the source of happiness, right?"
"Hmph, I think you just want to swindle money."
Lin Xueyi snorted, piercingly exposing Yang Fei's scheme, and just then, there was an alarmed shout from outside, "Ma Liu is here."
Lin Xueyi's complexion drastically changed.
Yang Fei also furrowed his brow.
Lin Xueyi's expression grew visibly tense, and she gestured for the ice queen to quickly go upstairs and hide.
Yang Fei, however, appeared indifferent, pulled a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and placed it in his mouth.
The ice queen hesitated for a moment before pulling out a phone, seemingly reluctant to make a call, she then decided against it.
She shook her head and went up to the second floor.
Outside the hotel, seven or eight people wearing gaudy clothes and with tattoos on their bodies were escorting a hefty black man who burst directly into the hotel.
The group was rough and rowdy, behaving as if no one else mattered.
"It's him—he hit me and ruined my plans," the yellow-haired guy who had been kicked over by Yang Fei shouted as soon as he entered, pointing at Yang Fei.
At the same time, he didn't forget to point at Lin Xueyi, "And that stinking woman, she was there too."
The hefty black man, Ma Liu, was of a large build, with a buzzed, blue scalp.
He had a thick, long gold chain around his neck that resembled a dog chain, and his face was full of bullying flesh.
Ma Liu snorted through his nose, arrogantly sizing up Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi, and said indifferently, "Who hit Huang Mao?"
Yang Fei looked at Ma Liu, lazily stepped forward, positioning Lin Xueyi behind him, and replied indifferently, "Me."
The eyes of Ma Liu flipped, and he said coldly, "Kneel down, and slap yourself in the face, until my brother is satisfied."
He glanced upstairs, a sinister intent flashing in his eyes.
He deliberately emphasized his words, "Also, hand over my brother's woman, or else..."
Yang Fei let out a chuckle, exhaled a thick puff of smoke, and cut off Ma Liu's words, "Stop dreaming, it won't happen!"
"You're courting death, beat him up!"
Ma Liu flew into a rage.
On this street, he was used to throwing his weight around; how could he tolerate Yang Fei, a mere waiter, rejecting him to his face?
At Ma Liu's angry roar, his gang of thugs, confident in their superior numbers, all rushed towards Yang Fei.
"Wait a moment!"
Just then, Lin Xueyi stepped forward, blocking in front of Yang Fei, her face wearing a congenial smile, "Brother Six, please give me some face, can we not resort to violence?"
"There's just been a small misunderstanding today between our restaurant and this Huang Mao brother. Take this money for tea, consider it Sister Xue's way of apologizing to you."
As she spoke, she took out a stack of money, neither thick nor thin, from her small women's purse and handed it over to Ma Liu.
Ma Liu's anger turned to joy as he took the money from Lin Xueyi's hands.
He casually grabbed Sister Xueyi's delicate hand, his thumb caressing the back of her hand while he leered at Sister Xueyi's ample chest with half-closed eyes.
His gaze seemed like it wanted to drill into Lin Xueyi's neckline, "Ha ha, for the boss lady's sake, I'll spare the kid."
"Boss lady, I've got a dinner tonight, I wonder if you might honor me with your presence?"
Lin Xueyi's expression became as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly, biting her plump lips as if she was about to vomit.
She struggled to pull away, but she couldn't break free from Ma Liu's greasy grasp, managing only a forced smile as she said, "Of course I should attend Brother Six's dinner."
"It's just that I really can't get away tonight; maybe another time...?"
"No need for another time, haha, let's take advantage of the good mood today."
Ma Liu chuckled, holding Lin Xueyi's hand tightly without letting go.
At the same time, his other hand wrapped around Lin Xueyi's slender waist from behind, positioned slightly low; his hand slipped down toward her lower body, intentionally or unintentionally.
Bang!
A muffled sound ensued as Ma Liu's burly body suddenly flew out of the restaurant's entrance like a cannonball.
His body, like a cooked shrimp, bent backward, both feet completely off the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth in mid-air.
The immense force of his impact sent the thugs behind him tumbling over, rolling on the ground like gourds.
Everyone was stunned by this abrupt turn of events, their eyes wide and mouths agape.
The man who had struck was tall and straight, with a long, rectangular face, a pointed chin, and lips that curved upwards.
He was quite handsome, but the cunning look on his face made people want to howl.
That man was Yang Fei.
With one hand supporting Lin Xueyi, he was slowly retracting his left foot, sighing to himself, "That was damn satisfying, haven't kicked someone like this in a long time."
Since Ma Liu had come to make trouble, the restaurant's entrance had already gathered a crowd of onlookers from the neighborhood.
Seeing Yang Fei kick Ma Liu, everyone gasped sharply and began to buzz with discussion.
"It's Yang Fei, damn, this kid is so powerful!"
"It's over, he's provoked Ma Liu, now he's done for."
"Really? Is this kid putting on a show with Ma Liu, like a modern Huang Feihong or what..."
...
At the staircase, the ice queen who had just hidden upstairs was also gaping in shock, her face a complex mix of emotions.
"Yang Fei, you're looking for death, I'll cripple you."
Ma Liu had landed solidly at the entrance of the restaurant, clutching his abdomen, struggling to his feet.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and, seeing clearly who had kicked him, became furious.
Just last week, he had personally witnessed Yang Fei being chased around the streets with his head in his hands by an old lady with a broom for peeping at a girl taking a bath.
How had this guy become so formidable?