?Reading on mobile phone Qin Feng wanted to forcibly remove Isabella's mask, but he failed—his strength was far less than he had anticipated. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) "Was it because of the explosion last time?" he asked. The ever-young officer gently nodded. He was deeply grieved—Isabella's stunning, breathtaking face had been severely scarred, and he had been the cause. On Death Island, the ever-young officer was a goddess-like figure. If she had perished in the explosion like the others, Qin Feng would have felt somewhat relieved. But now, the ever-young officer had survived, her face scarred, and most importantly, she had not held a grudge—on the contrary, she had helped him more than once. This filled him with remorse. If fate granted him a second chance, he would surely have notified Isabella before activating the self-destruct system, and brought her along to freedom. Now, it seemed too late to say anything. "Do you hate me?" he asked in a low voice. "Hey, what do you think?" Isabella didn't meet his eyes directly but said, "If I hated you, you'd already be dead by now." Qin Feng suddenly broke free from her grasp, placing both hands on her shoulders and said seriously, "Commander, I'm sorry for what I've done. Take off your mask. No matter what you become, I'll take care of you from now on, okay?" Isabella replied, "Qin Feng, I really don't want you to see how I look right now." "Isabella, no matter what you become, I, Qin Feng, swear to take care of you for the rest of my life," Qin Feng said gently. "Give me a chance to make it up to you, please." Qin Feng clearly felt her body tremble in his arms—this showed that his words had made an impact. "Really, will you see me? And won't you regret it?" Isabella looked up at him and asked. Qin Feng answered seriously, "Never." "Very well, you may take off my mask." The ever-young instructor finally yielded. Qin Feng gently released his arms from around her, grasped the mask in both hands, took a deep breath, and then pulled it off with force. Huff! He drew in a sharp breath—right before him, the instructor's long-missed, fresh-faced beauty was not only intact but even more delicate than before. Her refined features and flawless facial structure shone with a luminous pallor. Her large, bright blue eyes sparkled with a lively, agile gleam. He had been deceived—this wasn't a disfigurement at all; it was a beautification! Seeing Qin's young lord's wide-eyed astonishment, the beautiful instructor could no longer hold back and let out a soft, "pfft" laugh. With that smile, every grace unfolded. Though it was night, Qin Feng clearly saw every subtle shift in her expression—the exposed neck and face were as white as porcelain, subtly glowing with a jade-like sheen. While training on the Island of Death, he had more than once wanted to ask Isabella which brand of skincare products she used—everyone else seemed sun-baked like Africans, yet she remained always fair-skinned. Now, her complexion was even more radiant than before. "Are you serious?" the youthful instructor asked, her voice light and playful. Qin Feng nodded instinctively, but the next move he made was unexpectedly a kiss upon her vibrant, rosy lips. Pop! His body flew backward as Isabella shouted angrily, "You're done for! You dare to kiss me—now you're dead!" Instead of being annoyed, Qin, the young lord, smiled with a touch of cheeky charm. Time seemed to go back to several years ago, when he was still just a child, and had successfully kissed the same instructor, only to be kicked backward just as he was now. The only difference was that, at the time, when the instructor kicked him, his pale, delicate face turned bright red like a ripe apple—now, however, there was no such change, merely a slight upward curve at the corners of his mouth. Plunged! Qin Feng landed in a big, dramatic squat and immediately cried out in mock agony: "Miss Isabella, I've made my mistake this time. I promise I'll never do it again. Please don't kill me—just give me a chance to repay you. I'll kiss you once, and you can kiss me ten times. I won't resist at all." These words were exactly the same as he had said before. "La-la-la!" The youthful instructor walked over, extended her snowy white hands, and pulled him up from the ground, scolding, "You're still so childish. It seems my lessons haven't been enough yet. Perhaps I'll have to be more severe in the future." Qin Feng immediately broke into a cold sweat and hurried to add, "No, no—I'll be crushed under your relentless pressure. Shasha, why did you deceive me just now?" "Why should I be called Shasha?" "Then answer my question "Just answer, what are you holding onto me for? Still thinking about tofu? Don't you fear I'll kick you out again?" "Hey, that's still something I want to do. Don't change the subject— you haven't answered me yet." "You can't fool me. You nearly killed me with that burst of energy— what's one little lie from me?" "...” Qin Feng held tightly onto Isabella's slender waist, as if afraid she'd fly away the moment he released her. "The female driver in the front seat didn't even turn around to say, 'Liu Dong, considering our long-standing friendship, don't leave me here—there will truly be someone who dies.' 'Hmph,' the woman coldly replied, 'our friendship has already faded since six years ago. You saved my life once, and just now I saved yours—our debts are now balanced. Mr. Wu, you'd better get off the car right now; otherwise, don't expect me to show any mercy.' Liu Dong sighed with a wry smile, 'Alright, I'll get off.' He deliberately acted as if seriously injured, struggling to jump down from the vehicle, hoping to gain sympathy. But to his surprise, the woman simply pressed the gas and drove off, leaving him behind. Watching the car recede into the distance, he spat into the ground, muttering, 'Do you really have to be this cold-hearted? Stinking woman! Do you think I can't manage without you? Six years ago, I could cut you down—six years later, I can still do it!" Man, this really hurts. Qin Feng, you wait—some day I'm going to kill you. Because of Isabella's appearance, Shuro was given the opportunity to help Zhong Hu escape danger, yet from the very beginning, Shuro had only asked him to sit in the back of the wagon, and never once spoke to him throughout the journey.