?Reading on mobile phone Seeing Su Kui return with a vague expression, the mother and daughter were completely puzzled about the outcome. Eight Zero E-book Mrs. Su couldn’t wait for him to sit down and asked, “Has Qin really got a girlfriend?” “He does, but he hasn’t married,” the old man replied. Mrs. Su was taken aback: “What do you mean? Are you suggesting that we send our daughter to be his third wife? Pah! How can there be a third wife if he hasn’t married yet? That would mean you’ve taken him away from another girl, wouldn’t it?” Su Kui shook his head: “Not exactly!” He thought to himself: Don’t even dream of having our beloved daughter become his third wife—she’s already far behind in the queue. Who knows, maybe she’ll end up as the sixth, seventh, or even ninth choice. “What then?” Mrs. Su was now quite upset. The old man had no choice but to be honest: “Qin has more than four or five girlfriends, and they actually live together!” “Wait—more than four or five?” "Su Wu gasped, 'What did I say? I said he wasn't a good man, and you wouldn't believe me. Now you see!' The old man hurried to say, 'This isn't really his fault. After all, he's a cultivator—his lifespan is several times that of ordinary people. It's quite normal for him to have several girlfriends. Besides, he even teaches them how to cultivate!' 'That still doesn't work. I absolutely cannot share a man with other girls. Not even close!' Su Xiao Niu flung her sleeve aside and stood up to walk away. After her daughter had gone, Su Fu said, 'Old Su, what do you think?' Su Kui said carefully, 'I think, if we can truly help our daughter become a cultivator, having multiple women sharing one man wouldn't be such a big deal. My dear, this is just my initial thought—please don't be upset...' 'I feel exactly the same way,' Su Fu remarked, with a sniff. The old man exhaled a long breath—well, that’s good. We’re truly seeing eye to eye here. But the young lady on the other side simply can’t accept it. As the saying goes, a forcibly squeezed melon doesn’t taste sweet. What else can one do? Su夫人 pondered for a few seconds, then said, “Let’s just go with the flow. After all, she’s our precious daughter. We wouldn’t want to force her into doing something she doesn’t enjoy, would we?” “Then we’ll have to settle for that,” the old man replied, with a look of disappointment. “I’ll mention it to Xiao Feng at dinner and see if he can help me resolve the dispute with the Russian faction.” At dinner several hours later, Su Wu didn’t show up at all—she didn’t even give the old man the courtesy of a presence. The old man gently made his request, and Qin Feng readily agreed. “After all, I won’t be leaving Europe in the near term. I’m idle anyway—helping the old man with his troubles is only right,” he said with a cheerful smile. “Honestly, I’ve started feeling guilty just for eating and staying here without doing "Su Kui said happily, "Then let's get ready and set off in half an hour. This time, we must make sure the people from the Russian faction are completely silent—let them know that the Chinese aren't easy to deal with!" Qin Da expressed his confusion. Su Kui smiled and said, "When someone is in charge, who would willingly see their subordinates rise up to take their place? He simply couldn't help it. If he had the strength, he'd probably have kicked the second brother out long ago!" "So that's why." Qin Feng nodded. The agreed-upon meeting venue was a high-end club in the city. The parking area was filled with various luxury cars. As soon as they entered the main doors, the sound of heavy metal music could be heard. Su Kui and Qin Feng were escorted by a group of bodyguards into the main hall. Someone immediately came to greet them, guiding them through the hall and the dance floor, and further into the building. On the dance floor, at least a dozen young dancers were dressed lightly, either standing within enclosures or circling a steel pole, adjusting their poses and performing bold movements to the music. Hundreds of men and women were swaying to the rhythm, with several pairs feeding each other medicine or closely touching while dancing—everyone was fully immersed in the vibrant, sensual atmosphere. On the side, the lounge was packed with women clearly priced per service, as well as those locked in cages as sex slaves. The group ascended to a luxurious private suite on the third floor, where, besides several dozen Russians, there were about eight women dressed only in bikinis. On the coffee table, dozens of opened bottles of beer and three bottles of imported wine were arranged. Among the several men present, only one middle-aged man with black hair sat on the sofa, flanked by two women. His hands were busy—his left hand reached into one woman’s underwear, while his right hand rested gently over the other’s prominent chest. He was Yurii Kin, the second-in-command of the Russian faction, who had recently clashed with the Tangmen faction at least ten times, resulting in casualties on both sides. Upon seeing Su Kui enter, he withdrew his hand from the woman’s underwear and warmly greeted, “Dear Su, it’s been quite difficult to meet you—welcome, welcome!” "Su Kui wasn't stupid—how could he possibly shake hands with him and smile politely, saying, 'Isn't it possible you deliberately arranged a conflict between your people and mine just to meet me personally?' Seeing that Su Kui had no intention of shaking his hand, Yuriskin sighed and withdrew his extended hand, then gestured with a regal air, 'Absolutely not! I never resort to underhanded tactics, dear Su. Please sit down—would you like beer or whiskey?' Su Kui didn't hold back, firmly stating, 'I'm getting older. My doctor advised me to avoid alcohol; now I only drink tea!' 'That's truly unfortunate,' Yuriskin said with exaggerated emotion. 'I can hardly imagine how painful it must be for someone to refrain from drinking. If it were my own situation, I'd simply choose to shoot myself on the spot. It seems you've truly grown old—given that you can't even drink, how can you still manage to enjoy the company of women? I've recently gathered a group of excellent sex slaves—all beautiful women of Slavic descent. How about I send you one of them?" "No thanks, let's get down to business." Su Kui sat across from Youliskin, and Qin Feng followed suit. Youliskin glanced at him more deliberately, as in such settings, only the senior leaders of the negotiating parties were entitled to sit.