Invincible Young Master in the City

Night.

Hua Hai City did not quiet down with the fall of night; instead, it became more clamorous and lively.

Especially since some activities tend to only occur in the late night.

Ye Fan sat in the bar, contentedly sipping his drink.

He had just arrived in Hua Hai not long ago and had nowhere to go at night, not wanting to stay at home facing Li Zhaojun, so he had to turn to the bar.

However, he really enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere of the bar and the comfortable life of an ordinary person.

"Hello, may I sit here?" A sweet, soft voice asked, followed by a whiff of a woman's fragrance that invaded his nostrils.

Ye Fan looked up and saw a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties standing in front of him, dressed in a slightly conservative white long dress with black long hair draped over her shoulders.

The woman in the white dress was holding a wine glass with her jade hands, painted with pink nail polish, containing just a small sip of dark red liquid left.

While Ye Fan sized her up, the woman in the white dress stood somewhat restrained, waiting for his reply.

"Of course," Ye Fan said with a faint smile, his mouth curling up.

The woman in the white dress thanked him and placed her wine glass on the table before sitting down gracefully and demurely.

"Is this your first time at a bar?" the woman in the white dress asked, her tone somewhat melancholic, like a woman lamenting her confinement.

Ye Fan replied, "No."

"Oh," the woman in the white dress responded, not speaking immediately, as if waiting for Ye Fan to ask her in return.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan's attention had already shifted to the neighboring table.

A girl was sitting at the table to his left.

She appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen, with fair, delicate skin and beautifully delicate features. However, she sported an almost bald buzz cut, a slender neck adorned with a steel necklace as thick as a little finger, and she wore boys' clothes that seemed too loose on her small frame. Moreover, she wore a pair of black, clunky men's leather boots.

Clearly, she was a rebellious teenager, especially evident in her large, round, bright eyes full of defiance, and her pink lips always tightly pressed together.

The rebellious girl seemed unhappy as she kept pouring drink after drink for herself.

"Ahem, ahem," the woman in the white dress coughed lightly.

Ye Fan turned his head back and asked indifferently, "Did you want to say something?"

The woman in the white dress was at a loss for a moment but eventually spoke up, her voice laden with sorrow, "Actually, this is my first time at a place like a bar. I thought you looked kind, so I wanted to chat with you, is that okay?"

Ye Fan nodded noncommittally.

"Sigh," the woman in the white dress sighed deeply, like a woman trapped in seclusion, "Actually, I'm a mistress."

"Huh?" Ye Fan was mildly surprised, showing a bit of interest as he glanced at the woman in the white dress.

"He gives me enough money every month, but he only spends time with me twice a month. Sometimes when he's busy with business, not even once. He just leaves me alone in an empty house," the woman in the white dress said with melancholy.

"Actually, before him, I had a boyfriend. My ex wasn't handsome, even a little ugly, but he was tall and strong like you…"

As she spoke, the woman in the white dress looked at Ye Fan with eyes filled with longing and grievance, then continued, "That man hasn't come to see me for two months now. I'm about to go crazy staying in that villa, so for the first time, I entered a bar."

Unfortunately, Ye Fan didn't pick up the conversation but just looked at her indifferently, his gaze lingering more on her chest.

Seeing that Ye Fan remained silent, the woman in the white dress went on, "I didn't expect to meet you at the bar. Do you know? When I first saw you, I mistook you for my ex-boyfriend. However, it's clear, while you are as tall and strong as my ex-boyfriend, you are much more handsome than he was."

"Tonight I just want to get drunk, but I forgot to bring money when I left home. Could you buy me a few drinks? I prefer XO, and one bottle should be enough to get me drunk." As the woman in the white dress spoke, she gathered the black tresses that fell in front of her face, revealing half of her fair and smooth cheek, her wistful gaze making her irresistibly alluring.

Ye Fan suddenly smiled and said to the woman in the white dress, "Why don't you buy me a glass of Erguotou instead? I guarantee you'll feel heavenly."

The woman's charming and aggrieved face showed a moment of surprise, and she replied with a colder tone, "What do you mean? You want to sleep with me, but you're asking me to buy you drinks? Are you even a man?"

"Heh, of course, I'm a man. That's why I've been tolerating you for so long," Ye Fan said leisurely with a smile, "One should know when to advance and when to retreat. You've already cost me many chances with other girls, so stop lingering here and find some other sap."

"What do you mean? What are you trying to say?" the woman in the white dress asked repeatedly, sounding quite angry.

Ye Fan shook his head with a smile, "Do you really need me to spell it out? You're a bar hustler. If it wasn't for your big chest and okay face, I couldn't be bothered listening to your whining. A bottle of XO, two to three thousand, you really think I'm some big sugar daddy?"

"You're the hustler, your whole family are hustlers! Hmph, if you're not buying me drinks then forget it, there are plenty of others who will!" The woman in the white dress snapped, standing up in anger and storming off.

Once the woman had left, Ye Fan turned to glance at the neighboring table to his left and noticed that the rebellious girl was gone. "Huh, she left? That's good. A place like this isn't where she should be anyway."

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Fan slowly sipped his drink, and as his eyes unintentionally glanced towards the direction of the restroom, he saw a girl with an almost bald head stumbling out.

It was the rebellious girl who had been sitting at the table next to him.

The rebellious girl had flushed cheeks, and her steps were unstable—her condition was clearly off.

After bursting out of the restroom, she headed straight for the bar's exit.

Just as she almost made it to the door, suddenly an arrogant voice called out, "Stop her, she's my prey!"

The two security guards at the door immediately stretched out their hands to block the rebellious girl, pushing her back inside.

The girl staggered back three or four meters, her figure swaying, nearly falling over.

At that moment, a youth wearing a tank top with one eye walked briskly over, blocking the rebellious girl's path. Behind him followed three or four punk-looking thugs.

Several men in the bar who seemed inclined to play the hero upon seeing the one-eyed youth and his gang showed hesitation on their faces and sat back down, not daring to meddle further.

"The little Miss is pretty good-looking, and even sports a buzz cut—quite stylish, Dragon Bro likes it!" The one-eyed youth chuckled gleefully, "Come with big brother tonight, and I promise you'll be on cloud nine."

His four punk followers also broke into snickering laughter.

"Get lost!" the rebellious girl shouted defiantly, "I'm a black belt second dan in Taekwondo. If you don't want to die, back off!"

Unfortunately, her condition made her voice weak and lacking any deterrent power.

"Ha-ha, so you've learned Taekwondo, no wonder your legs are so long, they must feel great wrapped around someone in bed," the one-eyed youth laughed brazenly and moved forward to grab the rebellious girl.

The girl retaliated instantly with a high kick toward the one-eyed youth's head, but due to her weakened state, the kick only reached his chest.

The one-eyed youth neither dodged nor blocked but intentionally stepped forward.

The girl's kick hit the one-eyed youth's chest without affecting him, but she staggered back several steps unsteadily, bumping into the sturdy and broad chest of a man.

Ye Fan caught the rebellious girl in his arms and instantly felt her body burning hot. Looking at her flushed face as red as blood and her dazed eyes, he realized she must have been drugged.