Chapter 126: Why didn't you tell me about such a big matter sooner!-Others Go Down the Mountain to Woo the Goddess, But I Treat Her Like an Ordinary Person(Mr. CX)

Suddenly, a woman appeared, dressed in a uniform and wearing sunglasses, radiating the aura of a confident, queen-like figure. The uniform’s design was unique, with a cinched waist that artfully accentuated her shapely figure, making her curves appear even more pronounced. The neckline plunged low—whether by intent or carelessness, it was undeniably eye-catching.

Below, her legs were exposed, revealing a muscular beauty that was straight, long, and toned. Unlike the willow-like slenderness of Jiang Yunqi or the soft, fleshy curves of Nie Ke'er, her legs possessed clearly defined muscle lines that were neither too prominent nor too subtle, perfectly balancing feminine grace with raw power. For a foot enthusiast like Chu Fei, this was an absolute killer!

The moment she appeared, Chu Fei’s eyes were glued to her legs. Nothing else mattered; that alone was enough.

The three men—Xiao Feng and his companions—looked somewhat surprised by her arrival.

"Mia, didn't Director Wang tell you not to interfere in this?"

This single sentence revealed quite a bit to Chu Fei. First, the woman was clearly on their side, even if she hadn't participated in the operation until now. Second, the mention of "Director Wang" confirmed they were an official organization. Combined with the uniform she wore, the answer was obvious.

Chu Fei looked at Mia and said, "You're with the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau, aren't you?"

"Spot on, little brother."

Mia removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful, alluring eyes that complemented her impeccable features. Only one idiom came to Chu Fei’s mind to describe her: she was stunningly elegant, with a hint of being a "femme fatale." She even possessed the level of beauty and charisma to rival his senior sister, Qin Yitian, though she appeared far more fiery than her.

Sensing Chu Fei’s scrutinizing gaze, Mia didn't berate him as a lecher like most women. Instead, she puffed out her chest, standing with an air of generous composure, as if inviting him to look his fill.

"So, what is your goal here?"

"Men who always like to ask this and that aren't very charming, you know."

As she spoke, Mia tossed her sunglasses toward Chu Fei with her right hand. The moment he caught them with his left, she had already lunged toward him. She gathered her inner strength, channeled her spiritual energy into her right fist, and struck out, landing a blow squarely on Chu Fei’s abdomen.

*Bang!*

A surge of potent spiritual energy pierced through his midsection, shattering the wall behind him. Mia looked disappointed. "What is this? I thought you were at least at the Martial Venerable level. Are you really just a piece of trash who couldn't even dodge my punch?"

Xiao Feng and the others beamed with joy. Although Mia had violated orders by joining the operation, they were grateful for her timely appearance. With her strength, defeating Chu Fei should have been effortless; after all, she was the strongest operative in the Dragon City branch!

Just as Mia assumed this punch would have sent Chu Fei sprawling, she realized the man before her was merely grinning.

"It wasn't that I couldn't dodge, but that it wasn't necessary." Chu Fei seized the moment to flirt, saying, "Such a beautiful hand—what a waste to use it for fighting!"

Mia’s eyes sharpened, and she quickly put distance between them. That punch had been her signature technique, the "Crouching Tiger Fist," delivered with almost full force. Why was he completely unharmed?

"You said your name is Mia. Are you from the Imperial Capital?" Chu Fei suddenly recalled seeing that name on his marriage contracts. This meant she was one of his fiancées. However, the files had only listed her name and her origin, so he was quite surprised to find her working for the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau.

"You know me?" Mia asked, puzzled. Her identity was sensitive, so she had always kept it classified. Even within the bureau, no one except "Fatty Wang" knew she was from the Imperial Capital. Curiosity piqued, she wondered how this man could possibly know.

Chu Fei shrugged. "I wouldn't say we know each other, but do you know who I am?"

"I've met too many good men in my time to remember every single name," Mia feigned distress, then added, "But it doesn't matter. I’ll just drag you back and we can interrogate you at our leisure!"

Before she could act again, Chu Fei vanished like a ghost. By the time Mia reacted, a pair of hands had already reached for her. Behind her, Chu Fei’s voice rang out with a laugh: "Why didn't you mention this sooner?"

"You're courting death!" Realizing she had been touched, Mia grew angry with embarrassment and swung a hand-blade toward him.

Chu Fei sidestepped the strike, grabbed her delicate hand, and pulled her forward. Mia lost her balance and fell directly against him. "Miss Mia, you're quite fierce!"

Hearing his cheekiness, Mia didn't get angry; instead, she gave him a sultry wink. "Is that so? You’d best not regret saying that!"

"I definitely—"

*Click!*

A pair of handcuffs snapped onto Chu Fei’s right wrist. Mia pivoted her waist, and her supple legs wrapped around his head like strong, lithe vines. Her movements were swift and decisive, like a leopard pouncing on its prey, catching him completely off guard!

Chu Fei was hit with a wave of her fragrance, feeling the strange sensation of her powerful, beautiful legs clamped tightly around his head. In the next second, Mia flipped him over and pinned him firmly to the ground. She quickly cuffed his left hand as well.

Chu Fei didn't struggle, letting the "little demon" have her way. Once the cuffs were locked, Mia patted his head. "Behave. You can't use your spiritual energy anymore!"

"What is this?" Chu Fei asked curiously.

"Spirit-Suppressing Cuffs. They seal a martial artist's energy meridians." Mia pulled him up and said, "You're a lamb for the slaughter now. Come with us and face the investigation!"

Just then, over a dozen more members of the Prohibition Bureau appeared, led by Fatty Wang—the very man they had referred to as their boss.

Seeing him, Mia cheered, "Fatty, you're a bit late. I’ve already taken care of everything."

Before Fatty Wang could respond, a middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache beside him barked, "Who the hell told you to act on your own? Do you have no regard for discipline?!"

Mia glared at him with disdain. The man with the mustache sneered, "What are you looking at? You broke protocol, and you think you’re in the right? I won't let you off for this when we get back!"

Xiao Feng couldn't take it anymore. "Deputy Director Zheng, if Captain Mia hadn't shown up, we would have..."

"Shut your mouth! Three useless idiots who couldn't even handle one piece of trash, yet you dare talk back!" The man, Zheng Zhi, scolded everyone as if the world owed him a debt.

In truth, Mia had once done something similar to him. Although Zheng Zhi was married, he enjoyed harassing the young women in the bureau, and many were too intimidated by his position to speak up. That was until he tried to harass Mia, who promptly posted his lewd chat logs to the entire bureau’s group chat, forcing him into a public social death. Ever since then, Zheng Zhi had been trying to suppress her at every turn.

"Alright, Old Zheng. Isn't the suspect captured?" Fatty Wang said kindly. "Let it go."

"Even without her, my flawless plan would have caught the brat!" Zheng Zhi stormed over toward Chu Fei, intending to kick him in the face. "Listen here, you brat. Confess! You wiped out the Du family—was it to snatch that little bitch named Wen Nuan from their hands?"