?Reading on mobile phone In the small pavilion, Qin Dashi struggled for a long time, his arms so tired they went numb, before finally cutting the ropes binding Lin Caivé. Eight Zero E-book "Wow, what is this made of—it's so sturdy!" He tossed the ragged ropes aside and lay back on the grass to rest. Lin Beauty replied, "This is called the 'Chain of Binding Immortals,' made from a type of vine that grows for over a hundred years. It's incredibly strong and perfect for dealing with cultivators. Unless you possess extraordinary strength, you won't be able to free yourself." "Those three from Bai He Gate are really tough," Qin Feng said. "Do you have any good ideas, Vi? What should we do?" Lin Beauty lay her head on his chest and said, "We're not really their match—even with Shasha's help, we still can't hold our own. Otherwise, I'll notify the Lin family to step in. After all, Bai He Gate will have to give them some face." "This is a lousy idea. Your grandfather, always driven by self-interest, will surely demand a lot from us—sure to end up with both of us in a bitter struggle, leaving him to reap the benefits as the winner." Qin Feng could already picture the dignified expression Lin Fenglei would adopt, knowing full well that the final outcome would be a mutual defeat, with the old man sitting back and enjoying the fruits of the conflict. "Then what can we do?" Lin Nü was completely at a loss. A sudden inspiration struck him, and he grinned cheerfully. "Those three just mentioned are all people used to a life of comfort. They certainly won't be living out in the countryside, will they? As the host city, once they enter Plain City, how could we possibly fail to treat them well? Watch this, Vivian—their hard times are about to begin!" From the look in his eyes, Lin Nü sensed something. Of course, such things could only be understood through feeling, not conveyed through words—once explained, they'd lose all their charm. Then there were the three members of Bai He Men. Both of his senior brothers had been invited by Sun Cheng to assist, so how could he possibly expect them to endure hardships? He was most generous, arranging for them to stay at the city's finest hotel and assigning them three luxurious single rooms. "Brothers Er and Si, you've both worked hard," Sun Cheng smiled. "Go on, rest a while, take a hot bath, and we'll have dinner downstairs shortly." The two brothers didn't hesitate, each returning to their rooms to rest. For Qin Feng, tracking their movements was simply a matter of sending Shu, the policewoman, to the Traffic Command Center to review the surveillance footage. Brother Er was luxuriously enjoying his bath when the doorbell rang. He wrapped himself in a towel, slightly displeased, and went to open the door, thinking his younger brother must have forgotten their agreement to rest before dining. To his surprise, standing outside was a striking woman in a short skirt and silk stockings, her voice seductive. "Hey, handsome," she said, "your muscles are so well-defined—would you like to show them off a bit?" The second brother was first stunned, then his face turned dark. "No need!" He reached for the door to close it. The elegant woman quickly gestured toward the side, saying, "It's the neighbor who called me to attend to you. I'm well-versed in all eighteen martial arts—guaranteed to please you!" The second brother frowned slightly and whispered, "Have the two neighbors also received the same treatment?" "Of course!" the woman chuckled. "My two sisters have already been inside. You're the last one to open the door—I waited outside for a long time!" The second brother's eyes twinkled as he thought: Since both the second and third brothers have already taken on the role, there's no point in pretending to be a pious conservative. After all, this is the third brother's heartfelt intention—how could he possibly refuse to honor his face? Then it was settled: He'd come in and enjoy himself. He reached out and wrapped his arms around the woman, lifting her inside. As he closed the door, the woman, full of charm, added, "What's the hurry? I'm skilled in eighteen methods—guaranteed to make you feel like you're floating on clouds!" A few more minutes passed, and the door of the second senior brother was knocked by another woman equally alluring. The second senior brother was also wrapped in a bath towel, a man of straightforward demeanor. Seeing that the woman's initial proposal wasn't accepted, she quickly changed her approach: "The owner next door asked me to come and give you a bone-relaxing massage!" "Is it just a bone-relaxing massage?" the second senior brother asked, with a hint of skepticism. The woman promptly nodded: "The owner said you've been working hard today and specifically asked me to come and take care of you!" After a moment's thought, the second senior brother realized that, as a massage, it was quite reasonable. Today, he had indeed been quite tired—so he agreed to come. Finally came Sun Cheng, who had initially maintained the same firm stance as his two senior brothers, firmly rejecting the offer and emphasizing his personal sense of cleanliness and propriety. The woman smiled seductively: "The two neighbors on the other side have already accepted. In fact, one of them specifically requested that I make sure to treat you especially well—so, are you really certain you don't want to enjoy a little something?" To be honest, Sun Cheng didn't believe it. He knew his two elder brothers well—the second brother was upright, though a bit rigid, and the fourth, though somewhat romantic, wasn't openly flamboyant in his affections. Yet he still listened patiently, and what he heard left him stunned. He clearly heard lush, sensuous sounds emanating from the fourth brother's room. Though the second brother hadn't begun yet, he could distinctly hear two hearts beating in rhythm—clearly engaged in a massage. As for what would happen after the massage, there was no need to guess. He chuckled, truly surprised that two men who always appeared so reserved and dignified were so passionate. Looking at the woman now smiling seductively at him, he made up his mind to align himself with both brothers and avoid any special treatment. So he pulled her in, and before she even reached the bed, he pushed her down and began to act with full intensity. Outside the corridor, twenty-some police officers and several people carrying cameras had gathered. The leading officer checked the door numbers and whispered, "It's just these three rooms. Everyone enter together—make sure to catch them right on the beds. The TV crew, you follow us as we move deeper inside, clear? " One of them nodded, "Got it. No time for them to react. We've been doing this kind of sweep with you before—don't worry, we'll definitely capture the faces of the guests." Although the second brother wasn't quite giving it his all, a woman was actually sitting on his waist, massaging his shoulders—one wrapped in a towel, the other fully exposed. How could you possibly believe this wasn't a case of selling body and engaging in casual flings? Clearly, these three lacked experience. They kept having their faces caught on camera. When you looked at the three women, they truly were professionals—willing to have their bodies photographed, yet they'd already covered their faces before anyone even entered, refusing to lift their heads at all.