Chapter 143: You Are Little Flower, I Am Your Daddy!

The Martial Suppression Bureau kept Nuannuan’s situation under absolute secrecy, primarily out of fear that other factions would step in and snatch her away.

Yet, seeing how fiercely Nie Ke'er was protecting Nuannuan now, it was hard for Feng Yulou not to suspect that the Martial Alliance had already caught wind of Nuannuan's true value!

No.

The Martial Alliance shouldn't know. If they had known, they definitely would have taken Nuannuan back by force instead of leaving her behind in Longcheng!

Then what was going on with Nie Ke'er?

And what was her relationship with "Fan Ren"?

Or perhaps, was "Fan Ren" himself a member of the Martial Alliance, which was why he had snatched Nuannuan away from the Du family in the first place?

There were too many unanswerable questions.

However, since the daughter of the Martial Alliance was now involved, the matter had to be handled with extreme care.

Feng Yulou had no choice but to call the Director-General of the headquarters for instructions. In the end, the Director-General's reply was simple: bring the so-called "Fan Ren" in for interrogation first, and leave Nuannuan alone for the time being so as not to arouse the Martial Alliance's suspicion!

Feng Yulou had just hung up the phone.

Before he could even speak, Chu Fei asked impatiently, "Can we leave now?"

Judging by his expression, he had already anticipated the Martial Suppression Bureau's next move.

Besides, even if Nie Ke'er couldn't protect Nuannuan, with Meng Ziyi and Zhou Mi's skills, they would be able to break Nuannuan out even if it cost them their lives!

"It seems you already figured out it would end up like this, kid," Feng Yulou said with a cold snort. "No matter. Once you fall into our hands, she'll belong to us sooner or later!"

Chu Fei made no comment.

Not lingering any longer, Feng Yulou turned and prepared to leave with his subordinates.

Just as they were about to take Chu Fei away, Nuannuan suddenly called out, "Chu Fei, don't forget our promise!"

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Chu Fei flashed a gentle smile, setting Nuannuan's mind at ease.

Standing nearby, Deng Yu wore a cold sneer.

*You're about to be locked up in the Abyssal Void, and you still expect to come back? What a pipe dream!*

After walking out of the banquet venue, Chu Fei was escorted into a vehicle.

Along the way, he crossed paths with Meng Kaiwen at the entrance. Meng Kaiwen wore a wicked, malicious smile—it was obvious he was up to no good!

Once Chu Fei was completely taken away by the agents of the Martial Suppression Bureau, Meng Xinghe asked from the side, "What did this kid do to warrant the Martial Suppression Bureau deploying such a massive force to arrest him?"

"Who knows?" Meng Kaiwen said, gloating. "I just hope he gets thrown straight into the Abyssal Void."

"I've got plenty of friends down there. When the time comes, I'll make sure they treat him properly!"

Meng Xinghe didn't care about Chu Fei's life or death; the only thing he cared about was what would happen to Shen Linglong.

"Second Brother, should I go beg Eldest Sister not to press charges against Linglong..."

"Don't waste your breath. Do you really think the only target she wants to deal with is a mere Shen family?"

Meng Xinghe looked confused. "Isn't it?"

"My dear foolish brother, when will you ever wise up?" Meng Kaiwen scolded, exasperated by his naivety.

"The person she wants to deal with is *me*. I own fifty-one percent of the Shen family's shares. Once the lawsuit goes through, she becomes my creditor!"

"She's trying to use this incident as leverage to negotiate with the family!"

Meng Xinghe muttered honestly, "Still... if you hadn't tried to profit from their misfortune in the first place, this wouldn't have..."

Meng Kaiwen glared at Meng Xinghe, silencing him instantly.

"Alright, I'll figure something out regarding the Shen family," Meng Kaiwen said. "Let's head back to the Imperial Capital first."

"Really? Then can I bring Linglong with us?" Meng Xinghe asked, overjoyed.

Meng Kaiwen was about to curse the idiot for being such a hopeless simp.

Then, a thought crossed his mind, and a crafty smile spread across his face.

"Take her if you want. It doesn't matter."

"What about Eldest Sister's side..."

"Leave that to me."

Meng Kaiwen's face darkened as he thought to himself: whether *she* can even leave the Imperial Capital alive is another story!

***

Longcheng Martial Suppression Bureau.

Miya, dressed in tactical gear that highlighted both her sharp athleticism and alluring sex appeal, kicked open the door to the office.

The loud bang startled Fatty Wang so badly while he was watching spicy videos on his phone that he nearly broke his lower back!

"What is it this time, my esteemed ancestor? Can you stop bursting in out of nowhere every single day?!" Fatty Wang retorted irritably.

Miya grabbed Fatty Wang by the collar and demanded, "The headquarters agents went out to make an arrest! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Y-You, let go of me first!" Fatty Wang choked, struggling to breathe.

Only then did Miya release him.

She casually lit a cigarette and glared at him impatiently, waiting for an explanation.

After straightening his collar, Fatty Wang said, "Goodness, why are you so angry? Are you really that concerned about that Master Fan?"

"I couldn't give a damn!" Miya snapped. "I just don't want the credit stolen by the headquarters guys! Besides, I have a right to know the truth!"

Ever since the failed raid against Chu Fei, Miya had been grilling the headquarters personnel upon her return, demanding to know what was going on with Nuannuan and why the higher-ups were paying so much attention to a little girl.

Yet, headquarters still hadn't given her an answer, infuriating her to the point where she had even called the Imperial Capital to inquire, only to receive the exact same evasive attitude!

That was simply her personality: the more they tried to keep her in the dark, the more desperate she was to find out.

Now that the suspect was in Feng Yulou’s hands, she had no authority to interrogate him, and Feng Yulou certainly wouldn't tell her anything. That was the real reason for her fury!

"They won't steal the credit. Have you forgotten Master Fan's strength?" Fatty Wang chuckled. "It's not that easy to capture him. Besides, Master Fan was the one who actively sent me his location—meaning he's confident he can handle them!"

Although Chu Fei’s strength was indeed unfathomable, she shouldn't forget that Feng Yulou was the captain of the headquarters' Seventh Squad. Anyone who could reach that position was naturally formidable, not to mention the elite agents backing him up.

By comparison, Miya still believed Chu Fei's chances of winning were slim to none!

"Stop joking. A headquarters captain plus so many elites? Even if Chu Fei were a Martial Emperor, he'd still have to obediently surrender!" Miya stated her view.

Yet Fatty Wang remained full of confidence in Chu Fei. "Just watch. The headquarters people are definitely going to suffer. When that happens, the people upstairs will finally realize how right my decision was..."

Before he could finish, Xiaofeng pushed open the door and walked in.

He reported to Fatty Wang, "Director, the headquarters team is back."

"Are they dejected and beaten up like bruised pigs?" Fatty Wang asked, gloating. After the failed mission last time, Feng Yulou had pointed right at his nose and cursed him to high heaven.

"No one is injured..." Xiaofeng said, looking somewhat puzzled. "And that Master Fan came back with them!"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang exploded. "What did you say?!"

"I told you, against that kind of force, he had no choice but to surrender!" Miya mocked.

Fatty Wang had spent the last two days treating "Fan Ren" like a god. But in Miya's eyes, he simply wasn't that strong!

"We're finished! We're completely finished!" Fatty Wang wailed, on the verge of tears. "Why did we invite this disaster back here?!"

"I'm just afraid that it's easy to invite a deity, but hard to send them away!"

Miya thought Fatty Wang was making a mountain out of a molehill and turned to ask Xiaofeng, "Where is he right now?"

"In the interrogation room," Xiaofeng replied. "But the headquarters team won't let us get near him!"

Hearing this, Miya knew headquarters was still trying to keep her out of the loop. She stood up angrily.

"Fatty Wang, let's go. This is our turf, and we have the right to participate in the interrogation!"

Fatty Wang's face turned ashen. "Let's go take a look then. I just pray we don't end up unsealing some unimaginable monster..."

***

Inside the interrogation room.

Feng Yulou and Deng Yu were in charge of questioning Chu Fei.

Sitting across from them, Chu Fei kicked off the conversation by saying, "It seems you didn't accept the terms I proposed to Fatty Wang?"

"Who do you think you are, daring to negotiate terms with us?" Deng Yu sneered dismissively. "The Longcheng branch might be a bunch of useless trash, but we're different from headquarters. Don't assume that just because they couldn't handle you, the Martial Suppression Bureau is afraid of you..."

Before Deng Yu could finish, Feng Yulou raised a hand to cut him off, then fixed his gaze on Chu Fei.

"Why didn't you resist? You weren't nearly this well-behaved when you ran into Fatty Wang last time."

"Because I intended to give your Martial Suppression Bureau a chance to explain yourselves," Chu Fei said with a matter-of-fact expression. "Tell me, have you ever subjected Nuannuan to human experiments?"

"Please make sure to answer carefully, because this concerns your lives."

Seeing that Chu Fei dared to remain this arrogant even after being arrested, Deng Yu slammed his palm down on the table and roared, "You bastard! We're the ones asking the questions here, not you! And you dare threaten us? Who the hell do you think you are?!"

"I am mud," Chu Fei answered earnestly.

"Because you are a little flower, I am willingly mud."

"That's right, you're a little flowery-flower, and I'm muddy-mud!"