While listening to Qin Feng's account, Lin Caivui exhaled deeply and said, "Your luck truly isn't ordinary—had it not been for the doctor rushing in, you might have actually fallen victim to the illness!" He beamed proudly, "Well, my dear husband, my luck has always been this way. By the way, if I truly had fallen victim to the illness, what would have happened then?" Lin, stroking her chin, replied, "The most striking feature would be absolute obedience to the practitioner—such as when Liu Su asks you to leave us, you'd immediately and without hesitation drive us sisters out of the Qin household, even going so far as to take actions even more detrimental to us!" "Really that serious?" he blinked, his expression full of disbelief. "Not at all—those who fall under the influence of the charm rarely regain their own awareness. Whatever they say or do, they follow the practitioner's instructions precisely." "Lin, in a serious tone, said, 'If she asks you to kill and burn everything, you'd carry out her request without hesitation!' 'My goodness!' Qin Feng wiped a cold sweat from his forehead, saying, 'Thankfully, I didn't fall for it—otherwise, the consequences would truly be disastrous. Now, tell me how I can ignore her charm tactics so that next time I'll make her wish she'd never tried them!' Lin shrugged, hands spread out, saying, 'I don't know. If everyone became aware of it, those who practiced the charm would surely never survive!' The most terrifying aspect of this charm is that once you're first affected by it, your immunity to it gradually declines in a straight-line fashion. "Wow, this charm really is formidable," Qin Feng sighed, suddenly thinking of a question. "Wen, do you think it's possible that all the men Liu Su had before—every one of them—were subjected to her charm, even though she never actually had any physical connection with any of them?" Lin Beauty furrowed her brows. "Why would you ask that?" Qin, the young nobleman, blushed slightly. "I have this feeling. Whenever my hands go into her clothes, she becomes extremely tense—her muscles tighten, and she instinctively resists. Think about it—if she were truly a woman who's been around many partners, wouldn't she welcome such an opportunity? How could she possibly resist?" "Such a bad girl—you take advantage of everyone. It's clearly intentional. She's deliberately lowering your defenses." "Lin, with a clear sense of longing, said, 'From now on, remember: it's a timeless truth passed down from our ancestors that if you take small advantages, you'll end up suffering big losses!' Qin, eager to reassure her, nodded vigorously and declared, 'Wenwen, please rest assured. Starting today, I and Liu Su are sworn enemies. The next time we meet, I'll make sure to beat her senseless—until she cries for her parents and begs for mercy—then force her to reveal the secret techniques of her charm cultivation. That way, we'll find weaknesses in her methods and never have to fear such people again!' Lin glanced at him with a knowing look and remarked, 'I'm afraid you'll be too gentle, too protective of her, and end up falling for her tricks!' 'Don't worry, I'll never let that happen—honestly,' he said, smiling slightly embarrassed. ... In the girls' dormitory, all her roommates went off to their own tasks, and she never once explained what had happened. Reflecting on that moment, a gentle blush rose to her cheeks, and her hand instinctively reached toward her chest. Yet, she soon realized that the feeling was far less intense than At the time, Qin Feng was making a dual effort, striving to master all of them, and his technique was particularly refined—neither pressing too hard to avoid hurting her, nor too gentle that she would feel nothing at all. "To deceive him, I've made such great sacrifices, only to see all my efforts go to waste in the end. Truly, it's a pity," she murmured to herself. She pulled out a bronze token from her pocket, engraved with a seal script character: "Sheng." As she gently rubbed the token, she continued speaking to herself, "With two successive Masters of the Gate eliminated, the Sheng Sect truly seems to have a series of unfortunate turns in fortune. Yet I am confident it will thrive. Qin Feng—watch out, I'm going to deploy my next move. I won't rest until I've left you utterly stressed!" Having said this, she solemnly folded the token away. The next day, the Arts Department welcomed a striking, unexpected guest—Liu Su! She gracefully ascended to the third floor, located Qin Feng's class. With everyone engaged in self-study, there was neither a teacher nor a counselor present. "Is Qin Feng here?" she asked in a voice as sweet as a yellow warbler. Many of the male students were struck by her beauty. Though Liu Su's reputation at Pingda University wasn't particularly strong, this did not diminish her status as the second most popular campus beauty—given the chance, nearly nine out of ten men would willingly approach her and fall completely in love with her. Once again, it was Qin Feng she was seeking—men were beginning to feel overwhelmed. What exactly did this charming young man have that made every girl come to him? One student replied, "He's not here—he's always skipping classes, and he's so consistent at it that the teachers have scolded him on several occasions, yet he still refuses to change!" He intended to convey to the beautiful girl that Qin Feng wasn't an outstanding student, thus urging her not to waste her time on someone like him. Never expected Liu Su to respond with: "Anyone who shows up every day at the classroom and stays put is nothing but a true underdog. What's wrong with skipping classes? Even Bill Gates skipped classes—yet ended up becoming a world's richest man!" The male student blushed deeply, feeling utterly embarrassed—how could someone who didn't skip classes be called unambitious? Liu Su brightened up, approached Lin Caivé, who was intently reading the "Annual Review of Fine Arts," and as she walked toward her, said: "Lin, you're Qin Feng's girlfriend, right? Could you tell me where he is now?" Lin, with a calm and unhurried gesture, set down her book, looked up, and replied: "He's a free-spirited person—he does what he wants, without needing permission. So, I don't know where he is." She had long since placed Liu Su on the opposing side, hence her straightforward and unyielding tone. Liu Su didn't care, smiling and continuing, "Could you tell me his phone number? I have something important to talk to him!" "Sorry, I can't," Lin Beauty still wasn't giving him any face. "He said he doesn't want to share his contact information with people who aren't directly involved!" Liu Su's smile slowly turned into a cold one. "This must be your idea, right? He'd say something like that. Since you're not giving me the courtesy, I have no reason to be polite to you anymore. Let me be straightforward—starting now, I'm going to compete with you for his boyfriend. From this point on, you'll have to find your own luck."