The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 1377 - 1356: Pinching the Soft Persimmon?

"Miss Empress, let me put it this way.""This beautiful woman manager may seem like the owner of this restaurant, but in reality, she is a lackey of a force called the ’Evil Martial Sacred Land.’ She acts as their spy in this town, collecting intelligence, earning funds for their activities, and aiding in some shady operations."

"Take this occasion, for instance. She appears to warmly entertain you and the wretched man beside you, but in truth, she’s eyeing your looks, planning to sell you to a nearby brothel to become the Evil Martial Sacred Land’s ’money-making machine.’ If I’m not mistaken, she should have previously inquired about your three sizes, height, and age, all very private details, right?"

Ye Fufu asked the Empress.

The Empress’s face turned grim as she nodded, "Yes."

Ye Fufu snapped her fingers and said, "Then it’s settled. This is one of the most despicable ways the Evil Martial Sacred Land’s lackeys make money. First, they dazzle you with warmth and then use ’debt repayment through physical labor’ as an excuse to forcibly sell you to a brothel as a prostitute. And when will this debt be repaid? I imagine it would only be when you’re old, worn out by the brothel patrons, and no longer of any value."

"As for how to make the excuse of ’repaying the debt through physical labor’ legitimate, there’s no need to think. Just look at you two. You both clearly come from the outside world and aren’t familiar with the Endless Deep Mountains."

"The Endless Deep Mountains have long been isolated from the outside world, where currency can’t circulate inside. The people there don’t recognize the paper currency you have but only the Deep Mountain Gold Coins made of a blend of gold and copper."

Ye Fufu flicked her right hand, and a gold coin bounced on the table with a "duang," spinning several times before it fell.

The gold coin glinted brightly under the candlelight.

"You didn’t know this, so naturally, you don’t have any Deep Mountain Gold Coins on you."

"Without gold coins, you can’t pay for these expensive wines and dishes."

"Unable to pay, this vicious woman will order her Evil Martial Artists underlings to beat your brother Ye to death and then sell you to the brothel."

"Since you reached the Endless Deep Mountains, you must have a decent understanding of Ancient Martial Artists and should know just how evil and terrifying Evil Martial Artists are, right?"

What Ye Fufu said was mostly aligned with Ye Huan’s expectations.

Only the part about the beautiful woman manager belonging to the Evil Martial Sacred Land caught him off guard.

However, Ye Fufu still missed some critical information.

This omission led Ye Huan to believe that behind the beautiful woman targetting him and the Empress was another unknown deeper reason besides the ’economic benefit’ consideration.

A deep, murderous intent surfaced at the bottom of Ye Huan’s pupils, and the surrounding air temperature dropped significantly.

The beautiful woman manager’s face turned a ghastly shade of blue, looking incredibly unwell.

It was evidently the reaction of someone caught exposed after being called out!

Seeing the woman manager’s reaction, the Empress couldn’t help but shiver, a fear induced not by the drop in temperature but by the manager’s malicious intent.

She hadn’t realized that she’d unknowingly fallen into the woman’s trap!

If it weren’t for Ye Huan and Ye Fufu by her side, she would have already been ensnared!

The Empress shuddered with fear, breaking out in cold sweat.

It felt like those horror movies where the protagonist group, lost for days in the wild and about to collapse from hunger, stumbles into a small village. The villagers offer them food and water, showing immense hospitality that moves every member of the protagonist group.

By night, however, the villagers brandish their knives, breaking into the protagonists’ rooms with sinister grins and expressions, slaughtering them for wealth and even resorting to cannibalism, with haunting screams echoing through the village!

Defenseless, with strength not fully recovered, the protagonist group meets their doom, some dead, some wounded!

Dismembered bodies!

Who could have imagined that beneath the villagers’ facade of hospitality lay such malevolence?

Besides fear, the Empress was outraged.

Outraged by the woman manager wanting to beat Ye Huan!

"Little Empress, don’t be angry, I won’t let this vicious woman harm you."

Ye Fufu, using the guise of consolation, attempted to stroke the Empress’s cheek.

Her hand was intercepted by Ye Huan’s clean chopsticks.

Though a bit dissatisfied, Ye Fufu withdrew her hand.

She then narrowed her eyes coldly, slammed the table with a "bang," and commanded, "Come here!"

Ye Fufu didn’t turn her head when she called out.

But the beautiful woman manager knew that Ye Fufu was summoning her.

Reluctantly, under Ye Fufu’s command, she dragged her heavy leadened legs to the corner table.

At this moment, on both the first and second floors, many diners had a flash of fierce murderous intent in their eyes.

The woman manager subtly signaled these diners with her right hand behind her back, indicating they should not act rashly!

"Miss Ye, it would be better if you don’t interfere in this matter. Here, we have an S-class Evil Martial outpost. Your strength is indeed strong, but ask yourself: can you take on all the individuals in our S-class outpost? Be careful not to court death!" The woman’s voice was sullen, speaking to Ye Fufu with a threatening tone.

Ye Fufu, unperturbed, picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

After taking a sip, she raised her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and said, "What if I insist on interfering?"

The manager’s face stiffened.

At that moment, the tavern was filled with a murderous aura.

A thick smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

The tense atmosphere left many bewildered diners feeling tight-chested and short of breath.

Those diners who earlier showed murderous intent now stood up together, fixated on Ye Fufu, with unmasked ferocity in their eyes.

They raised the hems of their garments from their waists, revealing sharp bluish-green weapons shining with a cold murderous light under the tavern’s candlelight.

Indeed, each had concealed lethal weapons at their waists!

Moreover, the Ancient Martial Arts aura on these people was slowly rising.

Ye Fufu’s two maidservants, not to be outdone, drew their swords from their waists with a "shoo," and the Ancient Martial Arts power from their figures soared to Celestial God level.

One of the women pointed her sword at the group of diners who were really Evil Martial Artists in disguise, while the other’s sword leveled at the manager’s head.

Instantly, the atmosphere became even more oppressive!

It looked like a battle could break out any moment!

Fearful, clueless diners quickly fled the tavern and hid in the shadows to watch the commotion.

The ruckus also drew the attention of the surrounding street shopkeepers!

Seeing the tension inside the tavern and sensing the pressure within, many felt their scalps tingling!

At the crucial moment, the woman manager waved her hand, again signaling her subordinates to remain calm and not act hastily.

Perhaps others didn’t understand Ye Fufu’s identity, but as the head of a major S-class outpost under the Evil Martial Sacred Land, she wielded countless intel and knew just how significant and formidable Ye Fufu’s background and status were, far beyond her own provocation.

"If that’s the case, then intervene as you wish."

"I am willing to abandon any plot against Miss Empress."

"However, if I need to vent my frustration on someone, would you allow it?"

The woman manager displayed a grotesque grin, then fixed her gaze on Ye Huan.

The meaning was clear: she couldn’t swallow her anger and wanted to vent her frustration by picking an easy target!