Jiang Fei never expected that this foreign beauty—whose charm easily rivaled Qiao Yiyi’s—had traveled thousands of miles…
No, tens of thousands of miles to China, to his villa in Daocun, just to follow Qiao Yiyi. It seemed Qiao Yiyi’s appeal wasn’t limited to conquering her vast fanbase or being crowned one of Asia’s most beautiful artists by the media; she had even won over a foreign beauty.
And such a devoted one at that…
Thinking this, Jiang Fei felt a bit envious of Qiao Yiyi. Her ability to attract women was something men could only dream of!
Seeing Christina’s deep, affectionate gaze fixed on Qiao Yiyi, Jiang Fei was tempted to stay and watch the drama unfold. But he felt like an outsider here, intruding on the two women—a third wheel.
Should he perhaps leave?
“Why don’t you two talk first? I’ll head inside,” Jiang Fei suggested after a moment.
“No!” Qiao Yiyi quickly grabbed Jiang Fei’s arm, her face flushed. Though she was mortified and wished Jiang Fei didn’t know about this, since he now did, she didn’t want him misunderstanding that she actually had something with Christina. Nor did she want to face Christina alone.
Honestly, her feelings toward Christina were a mix of anger and amusement—more of the latter, with only a little actual rage.
She wasn’t a lesbian, but she wasn’t strongly opposed to or looked down upon same-sex relationships either. So she didn’t judge Christina for her actions.
That night, waking up to find Christina acting like a wild cat with ulterior motives, she hadn’t felt disgusted—just furious at being deceived.
Of course, there was absolutely no chance she could ever fall for Christina. Her values were quite clear.
Her heart already held the shadow of a man; how could she possibly love another woman?
“Please help me…” Qiao Yiyi held onto Jiang Fei’s hand, preventing him from leaving, and gave him a pleading look.
Jiang Fei felt utterly speechless. She’s your girlfriend; how am I supposed to help?
Do you want me to change her sexual orientation for you?
Though I’m known for being capable of anything, I really don’t think I have that kind of power.
Before Jiang Fei could say anything, Christina—dressed like Black Widow in her tight leather outfit, with wine-red shoulder-length hair—spoke up angrily.
Seeing Jiang Fei and Qiao Yiyi holding hands, her eyes filled with envy and jealousy, as if Qiao Yiyi had already been defiled by Jiang Fei. She snapped, “You filthy man, let go of Qiao!”
Jiang Fei was even more dumbfounded now.
“Filthy man” was just a figure of speech—derogatory, but he was broad-minded enough to let it slide.
But telling him to let go of Qiao Yiyi?
Wasn’t it Qiao Yiyi holding onto him?
Jiang Fei had long thought that a significant portion of women in China were unreasonable, illogical creatures. He hadn’t expected this foreign woman—and a lesbian at that—to be exactly the same. No difference at all.
Christina’s large, cool eyes, which always held a hint of allure, finally focused squarely on Jiang Fei. Then, as if discovering something bizarre—like Columbus stumbling upon the New World—her expression shifted several times, her face changing along with it. Suddenly, she glared fiercely at Jiang Fei and said, “Come outside with me. I have something to say to you!”
“No!” Qiao Yiyi shook her head immediately. Looking at Christina very seriously, she said, “Christina, we can continue to be good friends. But maintaining that kind of relationship is absolutely impossible. So you should leave right now. If you don’t leave and keep bothering me, we can’t be friends anymore!”
‘Black Widow’ still gazed affectionately at Qiao Yiyi, showing no sign of blame.
In her eyes, Qiao Yiyi was probably just a little lamb lost in the woods. If she got tricked by the big bad wolf, it wasn’t her fault—only the wolf’s cunning was to blame.
“Come with me!” Christina suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Fei’s other arm, pulling him toward the outside.
In that instant, Jiang Fei’s expression changed as well, his eyes turning strange yet cautious.
“Let’s ignore her! Let’s go inside!” Even someone as gentle and well-mannered as Qiao Yiyi was reaching her limit. The fact that this woman had followed her all the way from abroad was infuriating enough on its own.
Add to that her previous deceitful actions, and Qiao Yiyi’s offer to remain friends was already a huge concession. Yet the other party remained ungrateful, still acting so outrageously and self-righteous. Who could tolerate that?
Jiang Fei, who had initially wanted to leave to avoid being a third wheel, now shook his head instead. With a smile and an unreadable glint in his eyes, he turned to Qiao Yiyi and said, “Go back inside and finish your noodles. I have a few things I’d like to discuss with Miss Christina here.”
Qiao Yiyi was taken aback.
Jiang Fei patted her shoulder, smiling reassuringly. “It’s fine. Are you worried she’ll bully me? She’s just a woman, and you’ve seen how capable I am.”
Qiao Yiyi certainly had.
After her concert in Jincheng, when they’d gone out late at night and encountered a group of thugs and two professional assassins, Jiang Fei had single-handedly taken them all down. That scene was still vivid in her memory even now. Especially the moment Jiang Fei took a bullet for her—it often reappeared in her mind, even in her dreams.
So, hearing Jiang Fei say this, though she didn’t really want him talking further with Christina, Qiao Yiyi nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Christina released Jiang Fei’s hand, and the two walked out of the villa gate. The moment they turned around, both Jiang Fei and Christina’s expressions grew serious and guarded, completely different from before.
Especially when Qiao Yiyi turned around in confusion and went back into the villa, Christina, who was walking in front, suddenly flashed her long, full and elastic body. Her speed was extremely fast, and she was more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye!
Jiang Fei activated his lightness skill, quickly following, and both vanished from the villa entrance in an instant, not stopping until they reached the pond’s edge.
Yes, this Christina was no ordinary pretty foreign girl. Nor was she just an ordinary lesbian pretty foreign girl. She was a master from the West!
As for how powerful she truly was, Jiang Fei didn’t know her overall combat capabilities yet. But her speed alone placed her among the absolute top ranks of anyone he had ever encountered.
It suddenly occurred to Jiang Fei: this woman had come knocking on his villa door in the dead of night, yet Simba—with his incredibly keen alertness—hadn’t made a single sound.
Given this foreign woman’s abilities, that wasn’t so surprising after all.
As for Jiang Fei himself, he hadn’t expected any masters to seek him out in Daocun, so he’d let his guard down. Plus, Christina hadn’t revealed any extraordinary traits earlier. Hence, Jiang Fei hadn’t noticed anything amiss.
Daocun’s sky was clear, with high visibility, so tonight the stars filled the heavens.
A cold wind blew across the land, rippling the pond’s surface and rustling the surrounding trees. A man and a woman stood by the pond, a few meters apart, staring at each other.
Christina spoke first. “You’re Jiang Fei, right?”
“I am. And you are?” Hearing that this woman actually knew his name, Jiang Fei realized he could no longer see her as simple.
This foreign woman might have used the lesbian pretext to approach Qiao Yiyi, but her real target could very well be him!
Otherwise, why would she be speaking Mandarin now?
However, dealing with foreigners wasn’t new to Jiang Fei. Lately, more than a few foreign assassins had died by his hand.
“Don’t look so wary and angry. I’m the one who should be angry!” Christina, clad head-to-toe in tight black leather that made her look even more like Black Widow in the dark night, said coldly.
“I’ve heard your name before and seen your photo, so I happened to know what you look like. I know many people want you dead right now, wishing you’d drop dead sooner rather than later. But I have no interest in killing you. Well… no, that’s not right. I didn’t have any interest in killing you before. Now I do.”
“Because of Qiao Yiyi?” Jiang Fei asked with a smile. He appeared relaxed, but his guard remained up.
He naturally wouldn’t easily believe this woman’s words.
“Of course!” Christina said hatefully.
In all her years, she had never met a woman who moved her heart as much as Qiao Yiyi. Qiao Yiyi’s temperament, appearance, and personality all greatly attracted her, giving her a feeling of love at first sight and making her heart flutter.
So, the moment she saw Qiao Yiyi at the awards ceremony, she was determined to pursue her. Within days, she used every trick in the book to quickly become good friends with Qiao Yiyi.
Actually, she hadn’t planned to reveal her true intentions so soon. But when Qiao Yiyi, completely unsuspecting, went to a hotel with her and shared a bed, she simply couldn’t resist the temptation. She climbed on top and began touching and kissing the sleeping Qiao Yiyi.
She thought that given Qiao Yiyi’s gentle nature and how well they got along, Qiao Yiyi wouldn’t turn hostile even after waking up. She never expected Qiao Yiyi’s reaction to be so firm, cutting off contact immediately and quickly returning to China.
Based on Christina’s years of experience hunting beauties, such strong dislike from a woman usually meant only one thing…
The woman’s heart already belonged to someone else—conquered by a man. And her feelings for that man ran deep, true love that completely filled her heart, leaving no room for another woman.
From Christina’s observations today, the man in Qiao Yiyi’s heart was undoubtedly Jiang Fei.
“Actually, you don’t need to hate me over this. You probably saw earlier that Qiao Yiyi and I are just good friends, not in a romantic relationship,” Jiang Fei said with a shrug.
Just good friends?
Could the emotion in Qiao Yiyi’s eyes fool someone like her, who had roamed through countless beauties over the years? If there wasn’t something special between these two, she’d eat her hat!
Christina snorted coldly. “I may want to kill you now, but I can’t be bothered to do it myself. Soon enough, someone else will kill you for me.”
Jiang Fei frowned, slightly surprised. “You only arrived in China today, right? You already know about my duel with Liu Shengzongju?”
“Of course! Is there anything in this world that ‘The Land of Prophets’ doesn’t know?” Christina looked at Jiang Fei disdainfully.
“‘The Land of Prophets’?”
Jiang Fei opened his eyes wide and looked the woman up and down for a long time before asking, “Are you from the Vatican?”
The Vatican—anyone with some knowledge of Western religious culture would be familiar with this country. It was undoubtedly the smallest and most mysterious nation in the world today, even surpassing Jerusalem in mystique. The entire country had only a few hundred people, almost all of them religious personnel.
Jiang Fei hadn’t had much contact with such people before, but he knew a bit about them.
He never expected this Christina to come from such a remarkable place. That she possessed such formidable martial prowess made sense now.
Christina gave Jiang Fei a cold glance, not answering directly. She merely said, “I was worried that if Qiao fell for some filthy man, it would be troublesome. But now it seems that’s not a problem anymore. Once Liu Shengzongju kills you, she’ll eventually forget you and fall into my arms!”
Jiang Fei smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
He couldn’t be bothered to mock this lesbian foreign woman now. Instead, he quickly employed the mystical principles of ‘Qimen Dunjia’ and the ‘Tui Bei Tu’ to analyze the woman.
After a short while, Jiang Fei believed what she had said.
This woman was indeed likely from the Vatican, and her identity was certainly extraordinary. Because when he tried to deduce her fortune and origins, he couldn’t see anything clearly. His mind was met with a vast, blank space, shrouded in a holy, sacred aura.
A lesbian woman can be holy? Jiang Fei complain inwardly.
However, he didn’t pay Christina much more mind. Instead, he glanced with a half-smile expression toward the distant foot of the mountain. In a voice neither too loud nor too soft, he said, “Are you sure you don’t want to kill me? I think some of your friends might disagree.”
Christina frowned, following Jiang Fei’s gaze. After closing her eyes for a moment, she suddenly shouted, “Come out!”
Swish! Swish!
At her shout, the sound of wind whistled through the air as two figures swiftly speeding over from the distance.
One was burly and sturdy. Though not wearing armor or riding a white horse, he gave off the feeling of a Templar knight. The other was dressed like a priest, wearing a wide black robe, a cross around his neck, and holding a thick Bible in his hand…
