He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

On the 44th floor of the World Society headquarters, the battle has come to an end!

Jia Zhengyu's arm was shattered and his tendons were broken, rendering him completely incapable of fighting.

The yoga master lay unconscious on the ground, his breath faint.

The man in the suit had already been coaxed to sleep by Qin Yun.

Of the five people, only Feng Xingtong remained standing.

A restless aura of spirits was brewing around him; that was the Feng family's trump card technique—Spirit Binding and Commanding.

Just when Feng Xingtong was about to expose his family's secret techniques to protect his older sister.

Qin Yun's fingertip had already stopped steadily an inch between Feng Shayan's eyebrows.

With just a flick of this finger, Feng Shayan would suffer the same fate as Zhang Lingyu.

Feng Shayan's eyes flashed intensely as she instantly weighed the pros and cons in her mind.

Although I was still somewhat unwilling, the tide had turned and there was no point in struggling any longer.

If Feng Xingtong were to forcefully use the Spirit Binding Technique, the Feng family's greatest trump card would be exposed in public, resulting in more harm than good.

"Fine, I've been assertive for half my life, it's good to be a gentle woman from now on!"

Left with no other choice, Feng Shayan suppressed all her resentment and gritted her teeth to speak.

"That's enough, I give up!"

She looked up at Qin Yun.

"I'm a man of my word. I lost this battle today. I owe you five things."

"Rest assured, the reputation of the Feng family of the Tianxia Society is well-established. As long as it's not too outrageous, whatever you ask for, I will do it for you."

As long as it's not something too outrageous?

How much would be considered excessive?

Qin Yun withdrew his fingertips, not in a hurry to ask for a promise. Instead, he turned to avoid everyone's gaze, leaned slightly down, and whispered his first request into Feng Shayan's ear.

"Let's get a silver tattoo and see how strong we are."

"Miss Feng, do you think this is going too far?"

Feng Shayan's body stiffened slightly, her ears instantly turned red, and she instantly understood all the hidden meanings behind those words.

Having frequented the world of eccentric individuals and being used to being the boss, she knows the secret codes and intricacies of the tattoo community better than anyone else.

In fact, the tattoo artist profession already exists within the community of people with unusual or unusual traits!

There have been taboos surrounding tattoos since ancient times.

A dragon tattoo should not extend beyond the shoulder, and a tiger tattoo should not be worn down from the mountain.

Guanyin closes her eyes and does not save the world; Guan Yu opens his eyes and his blood runs cold.

If you don't get a tattoo of Tang Sanzang, you'll suffer the eighty-one tribulations.

A tattoo of a bloodthirsty wolf is not acceptable; a lone wolf stained with blood will bring ruin to the family.

What do you think you should get tattooed if you really want to?

All I can say is, just buy a Pleasant Goat sticker and stick it on. Those horns are huge, and you're trying to act like a tough guy!

Older generations of martial arts practitioners believed that tattoos revealed one's spirit and destiny.

In modern circles, especially among women, there are many privately owned tattoos that represent special meanings.

For example, the Ace of Spades has an inherent tendency to be attracted to darkness. If you want to get along with such a person, you have to be careful about your own boundaries and limits.

The two characters "silver pattern" that Qin Yun just mentioned are an extremely private symbol.

The silver pattern, also known as the succubus pattern, represents... that one's body and soul belong to another!

As the eldest daughter of the prestigious Tianxia Society, she has been pampered and arrogant since childhood. How could she have ever suffered such humiliation?

But the atmosphere had already been built up to this point, so he couldn't just back out now, could he?

"You just wait!"

"Once this is all done, I'll give you eight sons and teach you a lesson for bullying me!"

Feng Shayan felt both ashamed and angry. Despite her reluctance, she could only nod and agree reluctantly.

"I've got it?"

She bit her lip and stubbornly said, "After I get the tattoo done, I'll let you check it yourself."

There are four more things. What are they? Tell me all at once. I don't like to drag things out!

You actually agreed to that? You're really good at this!

However, since he can agree to this, he needs to think carefully about the remaining four things!

"I haven't decided on the rest yet; we'll talk about it later!"

……

After settling the trivial matters of the World Society, Qin Yun turned and left without lingering.

With the seven-day deadline approaching, the journey to the Western Regions is about to begin, and the cross-border battle in Xilin Gol is drawing ever closer.

For the next period of time, Qin Yun needs to focus all his efforts on preparing for the desert trip.

The present era is vastly different from the 1980s when the original Ghost Blows Out the Light novels were written.

After years of management and development, the Taklamakan Desert is no longer an absolutely desolate wasteland.

The desert hinterland is traversed by multiple paved roads and highways, with supply stations scattered throughout and well-established exploration routes.

With their superhuman physical abilities, unless they are extremely unlucky and encounter a once-in-a-century super sandstorm, there is almost no possibility of them overturning and getting into danger.

Moreover, Qin Yun possesses the Exquisite Jade Key, which allows him to stockpile massive amounts of fresh water, food, medicine, and exploration equipment, ensuring he will have no shortage of supplies.

However, proceeding with caution is the best course of action.

During his spare time, Qin Yun calmly brushed up on all the knowledge of desert survival, just in case.

……

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Silent House was quiet and peaceful in the afternoon, with no wind in the courtyard.

Just then, a pretty figure pushed open the door and entered. Qin Yun, who was reading on the second floor, looked closely and saw that the person was Feng Shayan.

Unlike her usual dashing appearance, Feng Shayan wore a light and breathable loose shirt this time.

She had a cool and aloof demeanor, with a hint of awkwardness and embarrassment in her eyes.

Without saying a word upon entering, she locked the door, drew the curtains, and then gently lifted the hem of her shirt.

Her skin is fair and delicate, and her waistline is firm and smooth.

Below his navel, however, was a finely crafted dark red tattoo.

"Qin Yun, you kept your word. Are you satisfied now?"

After speaking coldly, Feng Shayan looked at Qin Yun with the same disdain she had shown him.

But only she knew that this look was a unique charm that she had deliberately learned.

After two days of private inquiries and learning from her circle of friends, Feng Shayan had already figured out what men were thinking.

The more restrained a man is, the more he is attracted to this kind of gaze.

Moreover, the silver markings are hidden in her private parts, not revealed to outsiders, but shown only to him, which in itself gives her a sense of subjugation.

Seeing that Feng Shayan had actually done it, Qin Yun couldn't help but get interested and casually mentioned the second thing.

"I'm glad you did it so quickly, but I don't like the tone of your voice!"

"The second thing."

"I'm just being considerate. When we're out in public, you can address me however you like; I won't restrict you."

"But when we're alone in private, I think you know what to call me without me having to say anything, right?"

"abnormal!"

Feng Shayan's cheeks flushed red, and she couldn't help but mutter a soft scolding.

She was extremely ashamed and angry, but she couldn't refute it. The bet was made in advance, and she "couldn't" refute it. She could only "silently" accept it, right?

After hearing the second thing, Feng Shayan didn't dare to linger any longer.

When it comes to fishing, you have to take it slow!

If she were to use up all four of her things today, it would be far too boring. Given Qin Yun's wicked nature, he might just forget about her after he's done with her!

After uttering a curse, Feng Shayan turned and quickly fled from the Silent House.

But the moment he stepped out the door, a voice, barely audible, carried two words:

"……Owner!"

The sound was soft, yet clear and easy to hear.

As Qin Yun watched her hastily fleeing figure, aside from feeling a bit hot in his mouth, he quickly regained his senses.

"The Feng family is truly insane!"

"I thought I won, but now it seems I've fallen into a trap!"

This seemingly accidental duel and the agreement on five things are probably not Feng Shayan's elaborate scheme.

Regardless of winning or losing, I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to extricate myself from this situation!

"But it doesn't really matter, I'm not exactly losing out!"