Li Feng’s peripheral vision scanned the Emperor’s Booth, located directly opposite the stage above. However, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Emperor’s Booth were one-way mirrors, allowing visibility only from the inside out, not the other way around.
However, Li Feng felt that soone in the Emperor’s Booth was watching him at the mont.
First impressions subconsciously determine a person, so in many situations, people carefully dress up to present their best side, aiming to win the subconscious favor of others.
Li Feng’s role-playing was ant to give Kang Yu the impression that he was brainless yet strong, but extrely reckless. In the hall, Li Feng was arrogantly fighting one against thirty, and later in the Emperor’s Booth, he brazenly demanded won, even going as far as taking several won.
Then in the suite, what he did to Jin Beibei was all to assure Kang Yu that he could be trusted for his simplicity and muscle.
Having Jin Beibei pole dance on stage in front of everyone was for the sa purpose.
Just as a lie, repeated a thousand tis, becos the truth, creating an image of a person only requires showing that side over and over—if once isn’t enough, then twice, and if twice isn’t enough, then thrice, imperceptibly fixing that impression in the subconscious of the other.
"Quickly, dance."
Li Feng hesitated not to swing the little whip in his hand, Jin Beibei turned her head and glared fiercely at him in pain.
"If you can’t dance, just twist. Either way, get moving."
Li Feng lowered his voice as he spoke to Jin Beibei, not worrying about being heard as the venue was noisy and no one else was on stage.
Jin Beibei had a myriad of feelings at that mont, but being pushed to this point, she took a deep breath, just hoping that her contact would see her and et up soon.
Throwing caution to the wind, she approached the pole, her eyes sweeping over the movents of several other pole dancers, copying them directly.
Oh no.
Li Feng watched Jin Beibei in surprise; he didn’t expect her to get into rhythm so quickly after initially appearing reluctant. She was wearing a tight leather outfit that, while not revealing, accentuated her voluptuous figure, making Li Feng feel a tickle in his nose.
"Sss."
"She’s so dominating, isn’t she?"
"Who would’ve thought, really, our Officer Jin is so talented and skilled, she dances really well."
"You two, that’s about enough."
Han Dong, confird at the bar that the people on stage were Li Feng and Jin Beibei, said goodbye to the young girl he was chatting up, and then blended into the now slightly heated dance floor.
Jin Beibei’s dance undoubtedly made many lechers’ eyes light up, heating up the entire dance floor with continuous roars and shouts.
As the atmosphere heightened, the crowd went wild.
Even Li Feng was a bit astonished watching Jin Beibei, who seed "naturally talented." This girl had potential, the way she danced on the pole was impressive.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Jin Beibei finished a hit song, and the crowd below imdiately erupted, "Dance one more!"
And the calls beca more synchronized, pushing the atmosphere towards its peak.
Li Feng’s objective had been achieved, and he naturally wouldn’t continue to "make a fool of himself" on stage.
"Want to see more? Dream on, she’s my woman."
Li Feng arrogantly pulled Jin Beibei off stage, drawing boos from below, and led her away from the stage into the booth area.
Before they could call a waiter to arrange seating, they were confronted by soone.
Li Feng looked up impatiently and said, "A good dog doesn’t block the way, move aside."
"Who are you calling a dog, kid? Looking for a beating?"
A young man opposite imdiately stepped forward, reaching for Li Feng’s collar. Li Feng scoffed coldly, grabbed the man’s finger, and twisted.
The opponent scread in pain, involuntarily bending his knee. Li Feng directly kicked the opponent’s shin, helping him to kneel down with a thud in front of him.
"Who are you acting tough with, daring to point your fingers at ?"
"Let him go, did you hear?"
The well-dressed young man who stepped forward to intervene coldly looked at Li Feng when he dared to take action.
"What if I don’t let go?"
"Hmph, do you know who I am? When I’m speaking nicely to you, you better listen, and let go of my guy."
"Also, I’ve taken a liking to this chick behind you, lend her to for a few days and I’ll return her."
Li Feng grinned. "I really don’t know, why don’t you tell your na?"
"Hmph, you actually don’t recognize Wan Qianli when you see him, and you dare to hang out with us?"
"Wan Qianli."
Li Feng suddenly exclaid, loosening his grip, and the young man whose fingers Li Feng was twisting looked very unhappy as he stood up.
"Daring to twist my fingers."
The youth glared gloomily at Li Feng, about to slap him, but before he could, Li Feng slapped him hard across the face, making him spin around twice in place before collapsing dizzily to the ground.
Li Feng stepped forward, grabbed Wan Qianli by the collar: "What wild garlic dares to call himself ’young master’ in front of ?"
"Let go of Wan Qianli."
"This ’Sun Thief’, Wan Qianli is a young master from Pengcheng Group, he’s not soone you can afford to ss with."
Two enforcers hiding not far away were terrified by the scene. Wan Qianli was a regular at the Sea City nightclubs and a popular guest, mainly because this guy had a lot of money.
And with a bunch of rich second-generation ruffians around him, he elevated their business to a higher level. Thus, these people could virtually do whatever they wanted in the nightclub.
"Hurry up and stop him."
The two enforcers pushed through the crowd and rushed up: "Heavenly young master, heavenly young master, you can’t hit him."
Li Feng, seeing the two stalking enforcers coming at him, directly slapped them away.
SLAP.
Li Feng’s slap was not light; Wan Qianli was completely dazed by it, failing to steady himself and thudding onto the ground.
"Dare to hit , take him down."
Wan Qianli glared fiercely at Li Feng. He had quite a few friends around him, all his bad company. Seeing Wan Qianli being hit, these people howled as they pounced towards Li Feng.
Jin Beibei was dumbfounded watching Li Feng fight, not knowing what to say.
Was he protecting her?
As Jin Beibei had a brief thought, soone grabbed her arm from behind. She instinctively elbowed back but was held down by the person.
"It’s , Han Dong."
"Captain Han."
Jin Beibei turned to see Han Dong in disguise, her face showing a trace of surprise. Han Dong looked at the chaos unfolding before him: "Co with ."
Li Feng, out of the corner of his eye, noticed Jin Beibei blending into the crowd with soone. It seed the other side was not stupid, now it was about buying so ti.
"If I weren’t injured, beating you guys would be like playing."
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