I agreed to be a kept man, but I'm still being punished by the system.

This seamless transition from standing to the ground, this swift and decisive submission, is full of the violent aesthetics of modern combat, and its impact on her far exceeds the punches and kicks she had just exchanged.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Just as Guo Huai was about to faint, he used his last bit of strength to slap the wooden floor beneath him three times.

That's a sign of admitting defeat.

Lin Yang loosened his grip, released him, then stood up and looked down at Guo Huai, who was slumped on the ground.

Black Bull rushed forward and helped his exhausted master to his feet.

Guo Huai was panting heavily, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Yang was completely devoid of the disdain he had shown before.

He straightened his disheveled clothes, then solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Yang.

"Master Lin... your skills are truly superb."

His voice was hoarse, but full of sincerity.

"To be so young yet possess such strength, I, Guo, am completely convinced."

Lin Yang returned the greeting with a fist salute, his sharp edge fading as he reverted to his harmless demeanor.

"Master Guo, you're too kind. I won by sheer luck."

Guo Huai gave a bitter smile; he knew he hadn't lost unjustly.

He was too ashamed to stay there any longer. He cupped his hands in greeting to Liu Laohu, and then, supported by his apprentice Hei Niu, left the training room without looking back.

Liu Laohu's smile remained unchanged.

Liu Lusheng stood to the side, his mouth still half-open, clearly not yet recovered from the violent aesthetics of the subjugation he had just witnessed.

Liu Shanshan's beautiful eyes, which always carried a hint of sexiness, were now fixed intently on Lin Yang.

Lin Yang casually took off the black half-finger glove and threw it on the ground, making a soft "thud" sound.

He walked towards Liu Laohu.

Sweat trickled down his defined abs, past his V-line, and finally disappeared into the waistband of his trousers. Each drop of sweat glistened under the light, making the explosive muscle contours of his upper body even more clearly visible.

"Master Liu."

Lin Yang's voice was calm, and his breathing was perfectly steady, as if the fierce fight just now was just a warm-up.

"May I use your bathroom?"

He pointed to the sweat dripping down his body, and a drop of sweat fell from his chin onto the smooth wooden floor, splashing a small, dark stain.

"Hehehe, that's fine."

Liu Laohu's laughter broke the silence in the room again. He withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and turned to his daughter.

"San'er, take Mr. Lin to the bathroom."

Liu Shanshan felt as if a start button had been pressed, her body trembled slightly, and she then looked away from that body full of male hormones.

Her cheeks flushed uncontrollably, and even the roots of her ears turned a light pink.

"Oh...oh oh."

For the first time, her voice lacked its usual composure, carrying an unnatural panic.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she turned around to lead the way, her steps even slightly unsteady.

Lin Yang bent down, picked up his neatly folded shirt, suit jacket, and shiny leather shoes, and followed after him at a leisurely pace.

Watching the two figures leave one after the other, Liu Laohu stroked the emerald gold ring on his hand, a complex and unfathomable light flashing in his cloudy eyes, which finally turned into a low sigh.

"A daughter is like a tree that cannot be kept at home once she grows up."

Liu Lusheng, who was standing nearby, looked puzzled and leaned closer: "Dad, what are you saying?"

This was the first time he had ever seen his third sister, who was fearless and could keep a bunch of old hands in the gang in line, showing such a girlish expression.

Liu Laohu just smiled and didn't answer.

……

Liu Shanshan led Lin Yang back to the first floor, through the corridor, and into a secluded guest suite.

The rustic charm of the courtyard contrasts sharply with the modern luxury inside the rooms.

"You can use this one; there's a shower room here."

Liu Shanshan stopped at the door, turned to the side, and dared not meet Lin Yang's gaze. Her voice was also eight octaves lower than usual.

Lin Yang, however, did not rush in.

He casually placed the clothes he was carrying on the entryway cabinet by the door, and then took a step forward.

Liu Shanshan instinctively stepped back, but her back pressed against the cold wall.

The next second, Lin Yang's left hand slammed against the wall next to her ear with a "smack," trapping her between himself and the wall.

A standard wall slam.

The distance between the two was instantly reduced to the extreme.

The scent of Lin Yang, a mixture of sweat and masculinity, forcefully entered Liu Shanshan's nostrils, causing her heart to race uncontrollably.

"Shanshan".

Lin Yang lowered his head, his lips almost touching her ear, his voice deep and magnetic.

"What did you think of my performance just now?"

He was deep in thought.

The only way to deal with a strong woman like Liu Shanshan is to use even more absolute force to completely shatter her pride and defenses.

Make her submit.

Liu Shanshan's eyes darted away, and the blush on her pretty face deepened as she forced herself to maintain her composure.

"No...not very good."

Lin Yang chuckled lightly, giving her no chance to dodge.

He raised his other hand, his fingers gripping her delicate chin with irresistible force, forcing her to lift her head and look directly into his eyes.

Then, he kissed her.

This was not a gentle kiss, but a declaration full of aggression and possessiveness.

Liu Shanshan's mind went blank for a moment, as if "buzzing".

She instinctively raised her hands, trying to push away the audacious man in front of her.

But when her palm touched that solid chest, all her strength seemed to be drained away instantly.

The sensation transmitted through my fingertips was the slippery feel of sweat, and the hard, iron-like muscle texture beneath my skin.

The sensation left her bewildered, and her body went limp uncontrollably.

Lin Yang did not push his luck.

This is, after all, Liu Laohu's territory. If he really does anything to this third young lady, he has no doubt that he will be chopped into mincemeat by dozens of people rushing out of this house.

A little taste, just right.

He released Liu Shanshan's lips, looked into her watery, slightly dreamy eyes, and a victorious smile curved his lips.

"Do you remember my request?"

Liu Shanshan gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and in the end, she nodded almost imperceptibly.

"very good."

Lin Yang smiled, released her hand, and even gentlemanly helped her straighten up as her body went slightly limp.

After doing all this, he turned around and went into the bathroom shower room, closing the frosted glass door.

Liu Shanshan stood there for several seconds before, as if startled awake, she flung open the door and ran out of the guest room as if fleeing.

In the shower, warm water poured down from above, washing away the sweat and fatigue.

Lin Yang closed his eyes and called out to the system in his mind.

"System, check Liu Shanshan's compliance level."

The next moment, a cold blue light screen suddenly lit up on his retina without warning.

[Congratulations, host! Liu Shanshan, number 4 in the "Soft Rice Encyclopedia," has increased her obedience to 65%!]

Upon seeing this number, Lin Yang couldn't help but smile.

Ha, just one kiss and the percentage jumped from 50% to 65%.

It seems that this seemingly imposing Miss Zhisongtang is much simpler inside than I imagined.

Maybe... she's still a virgin.

interesting.

He turned off the system panel and sped up his shower.

Five minutes later, Lin Yang dried himself off and put his new Jenien bespoke suit back on.

In the mirror, he was once again the impeccably dressed, handsome man.

He straightened his collar and walked out of the guest room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the old man in a traditional Chinese jacket who had opened the door for him earlier, waiting respectfully at the door.

The old man bowed slightly when he saw him.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me."