Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 810: The Broken Facade

Ye Xuan had only just become Ye Fei’s woman, and after exhausting herself the previous night, she couldn’t keep up with the incestuous roleplay for long.

Despite enjoying it immensely, she soon had to admit defeat, unable to endure anymore.

Though Ye Fei was still craving more, he wasn’t too disappointed. After all, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Daddy, I’m sorry. This is my first time, so I’ll let you have me more times in the future," Ye Xuan said, using this excuse to plead for mercy.

Ye Fei didn’t push her further and smiled, "It’s okay. My good daughter will always belong to Daddy. We’ll continue later. Come on, sweetie, let Daddy take you to take a bath."

With that, Ye Fei scooped up Ye Xuan’s sensual figure and carried her into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the "father and daughter" shared some tender moments. Ye Xuan used her hands and mouth to help Ye Fei release, and only then did they step out, with Ye Fei supporting her.

After resting for a while, Ye Xuan regained some of her strength.

Remembering that they had a meeting with the Tianxia Association today, they didn’t delay any longer and left the room together. By now, Ye Xuan had reverted to her usual queenly demeanor.

The hall was the same as yesterday, and the people inside were also the same, except for the toothless tiger who had been pushed to the forefront.

Compared to yesterday’s tension, today’s atmosphere was filled with a sense of impending doom, though perhaps because they had waited too long, there was also a faint undercurrent of impatience.

"Master Ye, your arrogance is truly something, making so many of us wait all morning," Xiong Kui of the Tianxia Association was the first to speak.

His tone had returned to the sarcastic tone of their first meeting, but unlike yesterday, he was now sitting in the seat that had belonged to the Tiger Lord. The other leaders didn’t seem to mind, and they all subtly shifted their positions, leaving only the last chair for Ye Fei.

Ye Fei ignored their blatant provocation and didn’t take the offered chair. Instead, he walked to one end of the table, placed his hands on the surface, and looked down at the gathered leaders. In a deep voice, he asked, "Have you all reached a decision?"

This small gesture from Ye Fei instantly shifted the atmosphere in the hall. The leaders had intended to intimidate him, but now they found themselves being looked down upon like subjects before a king. While many felt humiliated, some couldn’t help but admire the young man who had so effortlessly taken control.

Xiong Kui, confident in his trump card and certain that Ye Fei and his group were doomed, had wanted to humiliate Ye Fei to regain the face he’d lost yesterday.

But in an instant, Ye Fei had turned the tables. Unable to control his emotions, Xiong Kui coldly said, "Ye Fei, today we’re here to inform you that we’ve decided to go ahead with the deal. If you know what’s good for you, return our goods!"

"And if I don’t?" Ye Fei asked calmly, simultaneously scanning the room with his senses. He still couldn’t detect any unusual presence, which puzzled him.

"Then don’t blame us for what happens next!" This time, it wasn’t Xiong Kui who spoke but another leader. As soon as he finished speaking, every leader except Xiong Kui pulled out a gun and aimed it at Ye Fei and his group.

Facing over a hundred gun barrels, Ye Fei and his companions didn’t even flinch, including Ye Xuan, who had no martial arts skills.

After becoming intimately involved with Ye Fei, she had even more confidence in her man. Even if he couldn’t handle this situation, she would be happy to die with him.

Ye Fei smiled faintly and said, "Gentlemen, waving guns around on someone else’s turf is quite disrespectful to Master Xiong, don’t you think?"

"Ye Fei, don’t waste your breath trying to sow discord among us. This is a unanimous decision. Since you’ve left us no choice, don’t blame us for being ruthless," Xiong Kui sneered. "You brought this on yourself!"

"So, it seems I’ve angered everyone," Ye Fei’s tone shifted from firm to humble in an instant. "I apologize. Since everyone thinks I’m in the wrong, let’s call it off. Once I return, I’ll immediately return the goods to all of you."

Hearing Ye Fei’s words, everyone in the hall, including Zhang Yide, was stunned. No one could adapt to his sudden change in attitude.

Only Ye Xuan and the bald man’s group showed no change in expression. Their blind loyalty or admiration made them unconditionally support all of Ye Fei’s decisions.

Even the cunning Xiong Kui was caught off guard by Ye Fei’s sudden submission. After a moment of stunned silence, he sneered, "What a clever move, retreating to advance. Everyone knows your Lingyun Association dominates the southeast. If you go back on your word, what can we do? So today, we must ensure you stay here!"

Before Xiong Kui’s words had fully faded, the sound of guns being cocked echoed through the hall. The leaders’ already hostile gazes turned murderous.

As leaders in their own right, they were no fools. Seeing that Xiong Kui had completely torn off the facade with Ye Fei, they, as allies, could no longer hesitate. Even those who hadn’t initially wanted Ye Fei dead now hardened their hearts, knowing that if Ye Fei survived today, their future would be bleak.

Seeing their reactions, Ye Fei’s expression changed—not to fear but to a cold smile.

"I wanted to give you one last chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. You’ve forced my hand! Baldie, it’s your turn!"

At Ye Fei’s command, the bald man and his group, who had been itching for action, leaped forward. Like phantoms, they circled the hall in an instant before returning to Ye Fei’s side.

The bald man and his group were skilled even by martial arts standards, far beyond what these gang leaders, who relied on brute force and firearms, could comprehend.

Before the leaders could react, they felt their hands lighten—their guns had vanished.

"It seems you gentlemen aren’t doing too well if your sidearms are so ordinary," Ye Fei remarked with a smile, glancing at the pile of guns at his feet.

Snapped out of their daze by Ye Fei’s voice, the leaders broke into a cold sweat. By now, they understood that Ye Fei’s earlier submission had been a ruse, either to mock them or, as he’d said, to give them one last chance.

The more astute among them realized that from the very beginning, neither Ye Fei nor Xiong Kui had intended to let the other go.

Xiong Kui had wanted to kill Ye Fei under the guise of justice, but Ye Fei had outmaneuvered him with a simple act of feigned submission, forcing Xiong Kui to reveal his true colors and turn the tables.

Even if Ye Fei killed everyone here today, no one in the underworld would say he’d gone too far.