Of course, Lin Feng was only teasing Ning Hanshuang, because he knew all too well what kind of person she wasâmerciless and ruthless in achieving her goals.
But Lin Feng did not expect that todayâs Ning Hanshuang was completely different from her usual self.
She smiled and said, "Yes, indeed Iâm feeling empty, lonely, and cold, wanting to find a man to rely on. Letâs see if you have the guts."
Lin Feng was puzzled, unsure what went wrong in Ning Hanshuangâs mind to make her say something so explicit to him. However, he did not trust Ning Hanshuang, and said indifferently, "Forget it, I donât want to become another Dugu Xuan!"
Back when Ning Hanshuang was engaged to Dugu Xuan, she intended to use him to enter the Tao Tian Secret Realm and then kill him to claim it for herself. But later, Dugu Xuan was killed by Lin Feng, ruining Ning Hanshuangâs plan.
"What does Dugu Xuan count for? Didnât he die by your hand? Perhaps we can make a deal, a very fair deal," Ning Hanshuang said with a half-smile.
Intrigued, Lin Feng asked, "What kind of deal?"
Ning Hanshuang replied, "I can become your dual cultivation partner, but I want to share your secrets. How about it?"
"Dual cultivation partner? How about letting me have a taste tonight, and then Iâll consider whether to agree with you." Lin Feng said.
"No problem, I guarantee youâll be satisfied. To your room or mine?" Ning Hanshuang said.
Hearing Ning Hanshuangâs words, Lin Feng almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
He said speechlessly, "Is this really the same cold-hearted Ning Hanshuang I know?"
"People do change!" Ning Hanshuang said.
"Thereâs too much enmity between us, so I donât have any trust in you," Lin Feng said calmly.
Ning Hanshuang laughed and said, "Itâs really not much of an enmity. Even though I didnât get the Tao Tian Secret Realm, itâs nothing. As for those Ning family members, if you donât kill them, I wish theyâd die without a burial place."
"Why is that?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.
"Ning Moxun was friends with my biological father back then, but he lusted after my motherâs beauty and poisoned my father to death, then took over my mother. Later, he took my mother as a concubine. Since she was already pregnant, she lived a miserable life. Iâve known about my origin since I was ten when my mother died. All these years, Iâve been enduring it, waiting for the chance for revenge!" Ning Hanshuang said.
Lin Feng fell silent; he hadnât expected Ning Hanshuang to have such a pitiful background. He asked, "Who was your father?"
"Han Qianyun, have you heard of him?" Ning Hanshuang asked.
"So it was him. I heard that more than twenty years ago, he rose to fame and shone brilliantly in the Three Thousand States Heavenly Pride battle, gaining the East County Divine Land much prestige. Then suddenly disappeared without a trace. I didnât expect him to have been poisoned!" Lin Feng said.
"Thatâs right," Ning Hanshuang nodded.
"Then why didnât you go to the Han family to acknowledge your ancestry?" Lin Feng asked.
"Acknowledge my ancestry? Who would believe it? My parents secretly vowed to be together back then. Even if I could acknowledge my ancestry, so what? Both my parents are gone. Going to the Han family to suffer disdain from countless people?" Ning Hanshuang said.
Lin Feng was momentarily speechless because what Ning Hanshuang said was indeed true. This world is so cruel. Family affection is thin in large families, and even more so when close kin have died.
"Did you kill Ning Moxun?" Lin Feng asked.
Ning Hanshuangâs slender body trembled slightly, biting her lip in silence.
"It seems you couldnât do it. After all, there are still feelings involved. You still bear the Ning surname, not having changed it to Han, so you must be in so much pain inside, wanting to avenge your biological father, yet hesitant to kill your foster father!"
"Heâs not my foster father!" Ning Hanshuang said coldly.
"Alright then, whatever he is, it has nothing to do with me. Do you feel better now that youâve talked about all this? Hereâs the deal: give me your first time, and Iâll help you kill Ning Moxun. Youâll be free of this dilemma," Lin Feng said with a smile.
"I can give it to you now. Do you dare to take it?" Ning Hanshuang sneered, looking at Lin Feng.
"Who says I donât dare? Tonight, Iâll let you see my prowess," Lin Fengâs eyes arrogantly scanned Ning Hanshuangâs alluring figure.
"Follow me..." Ning Hanshuang quickly darted off into the distance.
Lin Feng followed behind Ning Hanshuang, frowning slightly. He wasnât entirely convinced by Ning Hanshuangâs story because this woman, with a snakeâs heart, would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
Lying and deceiving him would be nothing out of the ordinary.
Thinking this, Lin Feng took off halfway.
"Swish, swish..." After Lin Feng left, a dozen figures emerged from the darkness.
These people exuded an overwhelmingly cold aura. If Lin Feng were here, he would undoubtedly know where they came from.
Nine Nether Killers.
These individuals were all Nine Nether Killers.
Because the aura of a Nine Nether Killer is very distinct, once youâve seen one, youâll recognize others.
The leader, a man in black, said gloomily, "It seems Lin Feng is quite vigilant; he didnât fully buy your fabricated story."
Ning Hanshuang frowned slightly, her face icy as she said, "We should have surrounded and killed him directly, why bother with this hassle?"
"This man is not simple; heâs highly alert and easily eludes us," the leading black-clad assassin said.
"So this means my evaluation ended in failure?" Ning Hanshuangâs face was as cold as ice.
"Becoming a Nine Nether Killer isnât easy. It doesnât matter if he didnât believe you, as he doesnât know your story was fabricated. Continue interacting with him," the leader in black paused and continued, "Also, as Iâve told you, a Nine Nether Killer cannot remain a virgin. To become one, you must relinquish your purity to truly grasp the essence of Nine Nether Absolute Love. Trading your purity for Lin Fengâs life is a good deal. Of course, if you donât wish to do so, no problem. Once you pass the evaluation, as your referrer, I donât mind helping you break your purity, making you a true woman."
As he spoke, the leader of the Nine Nether Killersâ eyes glinted lecherously as he gazed at Ning Hanshuang.
"Hmph..." Ning Hanshuang coldly glanced at the leader of the Nine Nether Killers and quickly darted off into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, she was gone.
"Milord, Ning Hanshuang dared to disrespect you; her attitude is too arrogant," a Nine Nether Killer said indignantly.
"Itâs fine! Those with ability have personality. This Ning Hanshuang, ruthless and cold-hearted, is born to be an assassin and deserves our focused cultivation!" The leading Nine Nether Killerâs voice was sharp and piercing, echoing like a fierce ghostâs wailing. Hearing it sent shivers down oneâs spine.