The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO Chapter 947: 947: A Lesson

Chapter 947: Chapter 947: A Lesson

“I didn’t expect you to have such a good attitude about pleading guilty. That saves the trouble of wasting words.” Ling Feng said indifferently.

“Guilty? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” Bana said with so surprise. “The Chen Family made a mistake, but it has nothing to do with us. And we certainly didn’t instigate it, did we?”

“Even if we gave him the Cursed Voodoo Doll, how he chose to use it was entirely up to his own will.” Bana said.

“But you provided the tools for the cri, didn’t you?” Ling Feng said calmly.

“What then? Does it an if soone commits murder with a kitchen knife, the knife factory should be held accountable? I imagine the laws in Huaxia are fair and wouldn’t unjustly accuse , right?”

She looked at Ling Feng with a sweet smile, her expression full of confidence.

“What a sharp tongue you have,” Ling Feng sighed. “It seems like you’ve been planning to watch from the sidelines from the very beginning, haven’t you?”

“How could we possibly have such malicious intentions?” Bana said with a gentle smile. “You’re misjudging us with the heart of a petty person.”

Ling Feng waved his hand and said, “Forget it. I don’t feel like arguing with you about this. I didn’t co here for the Chen Family’s matter anyway.”

As he spoke, Ling Feng’s face darkened slightly. “What I cannot tolerate is soone daring to lay their hands on my woman.”

Hearing Ling Feng’s words, Bana’s heart sank. She knew very well what matter Ling Feng was referring to.

“Admit it. The mont you tampered with Xiao Rui, I already sensed it.” Ling Feng’s gaze was filled with deadly intent. “If you confess now, I might consider giving you a swift end.”

Yun Hanrui was stunned on the side. “Ling Feng, are you saying… Bana placed a Curse Technique on ?”

Ling Feng nodded and said, “But don’t worry. I’ve already lifted it. I’m just here to demand an explanation for you.”

Bana’s heart sank further. She had indeed placed the Curse Technique on Yun Hanrui, but it was done through David’s actions.

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about!” Bana steadied herself and replied. She would never admit to this matter.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, though his smile carried no warmth. “If you won’t confess, then don’t bla for being rciless.”

Targeting Yun Hanrui had already crossed Ling Feng’s bottom line. He would never let Bana off easily.

“If you want to make a move against Miss Yun, you’ll have to prove that you’re capable first.” Ika scoffed coldly, then charged at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng appeared to be in his twenties, and in Ika’s eyes, he was just a young fighter of Grade A level.

For soone below Grade S, Ika didn’t take them seriously at all.

As a Muay Thai master, he believed he was unrivaled among peers of the sa level!

“Die!” Ika’s heart roared as he swung his iron fist, powerful enough to knock out a bull, straight at Ling Feng’s chest.

A muffled boom resounded, but Ling Feng didn’t budge an inch. Instead, Ika was sent staggering backward, as if struck by a heavy truck, and fell hard onto the ground.

“Why did you sit down? Oh, you must be trying to extort ! I didn’t expect you Thai folks to stoop so low—preparing to extort before the fight even began. Where’s your dignity? Where’s the pride of Muay Thai masters?”

Being reprimanded righteously by Ling Feng, Ika nearly choked with rage.

“Extortion? That’s a blatant insult to !” Ika thought, seething inside.

At the sa ti, his heart was filled with shock. The punch he threw at full force earlier felt as if it had struck a mountain.

That overwhelming rebound of force was still leaving his right hand numb!

“A true expert, unquestionably an expert.” Ika’s face turned solemn as he realized that he wasn’t confident about protecting Bana against Ling Feng.

Ika gave Suoka a signal. The only option now was to seize Ling Feng’s woman—this might give them a chance.

Ika and Suoka had the sa thoughts and imdiately understood each other’s intentions.

With a roar, Ika charged at Ling Feng once more, while Suoka simultaneously moved toward Ling Feng, though his gaze shifted to Yun Hanrui.

“Should I call you foolish or comnd your courage?” Ling Feng shook his head. “For your loyalty to your master, I won’t make things too difficult for you.”

Just as the words fell, Suoka abruptly changed direction and reached out for Yun Hanrui.

Their plan was to capture Yun Hanrui and force Ling Feng to back off.

But Suoka’s smile didn’t last long. It vanished instantly as he realized, to his shock, that Ling Feng’s smiling face was already in front of him.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t anticipate your moves? Since I dared to bring my woman here, naturally, I’m more than capable of protecting her.” Ling Feng slapped Suoka squarely on the head.

Suoka felt as though his head had struck a teorite. In the mont before he lost consciousness, he noticed Ika already lying on the ground.

“So, you fell before , huh.” With this faint thought of regret, Suoka’s eyes rolled back, and he blacked out.

“Aren’t you nervous?” Ling Feng asked curiously, observing Bana’s expression. She didn’t appear anxious at all.

Bana sighed and replied, “What’s the use of being nervous now? You’re the butcher, and I’m the fish on the cutting board. You’ll do as you wish, won’t you?”

As she spoke, the breeze from outside lifted her sheer nightgown, revealing a hint of tempting allure underneath.

“Vixen. Shaless!” Yun Hanrui thought bitterly in her heart at the sight.

“It’s good you’ve co to this realization.” Ling Feng nodded. “Now swallow this pill, and we’ll settle things slowly afterward.”

Saying this, Ling Feng tossed a white pill to Bana.

Bana’s face turned slightly pale, but she didn’t refuse and silently swallowed it.

She knew she wasn’t Ling Feng’s match and had no right to decline.

“Not bad!” Ling Feng chuckled. “Given your cooperation today, I won’t say much more. Go turn yourself in to the Dragon Group. I imagine your master will co to bail you out.”

Ling Feng then grabbed Yun Hanrui’s arm, saying, “Next ti, spare others from your clumsy Seduction Technique. Compared to my Xiao Rui, you’re miles apart!”

Leaving the grand hotel, Ling Feng looked at Yun Hanrui, guilt showing in his expression. “Xiao Rui, are you upset with for not punishing her more severely today?”

“How could I be?” Yun Hanrui said earnestly. “I actually think you handled it well enough. If you really killed her, that would’ve made feel afraid instead.”

Ling Feng gently stroked Yun Hanrui’s hair. If Bana weren’t the disciple of the Thai National Teacher, Ling Feng definitely wouldn’t have let her off so lightly.