I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

A handsome young man, dressed in a cloud-patterned brocade robe, with an arrogant and domineering air about him, slowly stood up. Holding a wine cup, he swayed and walked towards Lin Wanyin and Shi Xuanfei.

He completely ignored Chu Feng, his eyes brazenly scanning the two women's shapely curves, a self-proclaimed charming smile playing on his lips.

"Two fairies, so beautiful, following such a good-for-nothing boy, isn't that a waste of their talents?"

This young man, named Ma Jun, is the young sect leader of the "Flying Cloud Sect," a first-class sect native to Tianqi City. He is used to acting arrogantly and domineeringly, relying on the power of his sect.

Today, upon seeing Lin Wanyin and Shi Xuanfei, he was immediately awestruck by their beauty, and the lust in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

He swirled the wine in his glass, then arrogantly addressed the two women, "I am Ma Jun, the young sect master of the Flying Cloud Sect in Tianqi City. Ladies, why don't you come over and have a few drinks with me? What this kid can give you, I can give you tenfold, a hundredfold!"

After saying that, he glanced at Chu Feng provocatively, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, take your dog and get out of here. These two women are for me. You don't deserve them."

Lin Wanyin's pretty face was frosty, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Shi Xuanfei raised a flirtatious eyebrow, showing no anger but instead looking at Chu Feng with great interest, as if wanting to see how he would respond.

Chu Feng didn't even lift his eyelids; he simply picked up the tea that had just been poured on the table and took a sip.

then.

"Snapped!"

A sharp, resounding slap suddenly rang out in the lobby.

The smile on Ma Jun's face froze instantly.

He was sent flying by the slap, crashing through several tables before landing awkwardly on the ground. Half of his face swelled up visibly, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

The entire lobby fell into a deathly silence once again.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

No one saw clearly when Chu Feng made his move.

"I'm not worthy?" Chu Feng slowly put down his teacup, stood up, and looked down at Ma Jun, who was lying on the ground looking completely bewildered. He said calmly, "Do you think you are worthy?"

When Ma Jun came to his senses, his handsome face was contorted with extreme anger and humiliation.

"You...you dare hit me?!" He scrambled to his feet, pointed at Chu Feng, and roared hysterically, "Do you even know who I am?!"

"Oh?" Chu Feng picked at his ear, looking curious. "Then do you know who I am?"

Ma Jun was taken aback by his question: "Who are you?"

Chu Feng grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"I am your father."

"puff--"

Inside the lobby, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Immediately afterwards, everyone burst into laughter.

"I...I'll kill you!"

Ma Jun's reason was completely consumed by rage. He let out a beast-like roar, unleashing the aura of a peak Emperor Realm expert, and threw a punch at Chu Feng's head!

However, his fist had not yet been thrown.

"stop!"

A clear, yet authoritative female voice, rebuking someone, drifted from the second-floor stairwell.

"Fighting is strictly prohibited inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion! Violators will have their cultivation crippled and be thrown out of Tianqi City!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to contain a strange magic, causing the enraged Ma Jun to freeze abruptly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

A tall, beautiful woman in a fiery red dress, with a queen-like aura, was slowly walking down the stairs.

With each step she took, the mahogany staircase beneath her feet seemed to burn with flames, and a powerful aura enveloped the entire lobby.

Upon seeing this woman, everyone in the lobby's expression changed slightly, and deep apprehension was revealed in their eyes.

The owner of Zuixianlou Restaurant, Hongniang.

A mysterious woman whose origins are unknown, yet even the top powers of Tianqi City dare not easily offend her.

When Ma Jun saw Hong Niang, his arrogant demeanor immediately subsided. Although he was domineering, he wasn't stupid enough to dare to cause trouble at Zui Xian Lou.

He suppressed his murderous intent, pointed at Chu Feng, and accused her first: "Boss Hongniang! It was him! He attacked first!"

The matchmaker raised her phoenix eyes slightly and slowly looked down at the young man in black who had remained calm throughout, as if nothing had happened.

A subtle glint of something unusual flashed in her eyes.

This man is interesting.

The matchmaker's gaze lingered on Chu Feng for a moment.

It was a scrutiny, tinged with curiosity and a subtle, almost imperceptible, exploration.

She had seen too many young masters who flaunted their power in Tianqi City, and she had also seen many cunning outsiders who pretended to be weak but were actually strong. But she had never seen anyone like this young man before, who, despite only having the cultivation of an Emperor Realm cultivator, dared to slap a young sect leader of a first-rate sect in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and then act as if he had just swatted a fly.

Either they're fools who are young and fearless, like newborn calves unafraid of tigers.

Either it's the Raptors, who have absolute confidence.

"Did you strike first?" The matchmaker's voice was clear and cold, yet it carried a unique charm, like a mellow, strong liquor that left a lingering aftertaste.

Chu Feng glanced at Ma Jun, who was still yelling on the ground, shrugged, and said matter-of-factly, "His mouth is dirty, I'm just cleaning it for him, is there a problem?"

These words caused another uproar in the hall.

mad!

That's insane!

They hit someone and then talked about it so self-righteously!

Ma Jun was trembling with rage. Pointing at Chu Feng, he roared, "Matchmaker Boss! You heard everything! This man not only hit someone but also spoke rudely! According to the rules of Zuixianlou, he must be crippled!"

The matchmaker ignored him, her beautiful phoenix eyes still fixed on Chu Feng, a playful smile curving her lips: "This young master has quite the nerve. However, making a move in my Drunken Immortal Pavilion is against the rules."

"Rules?" Chu Feng smiled. "Rules are inanimate, people are flexible. Besides, aren't rules meant to be broken?"

He paused, looking directly at the matchmaker, his deep eyes seeming to see right through people's hearts.

"Or does the matchmaker think that offending me for such a good-for-nothing is a worthwhile deal?"

This statement is filled with undisguised domineering and confidence.

The matchmaker's eyes gleamed even brighter.

She could sense that this man wasn't bluffing. His confidence came from the inside out.

"What a 'good deal'!" The matchmaker chuckled, her laughter as melodious as a wind chime. "Since you've said so, young master, then I, the matchmaker, will naturally give you face."

She changed the subject, her gaze turning cold as she swept her eyes over Ma Jun on the ground.

"Young Master Ma, you provoked us first, so this young master's actions to teach him a lesson were justified. Let's leave it at that. You may leave."

These words were tantamount to a direct verdict.

She chose to stand on Chu Feng's side!