Feng Hao struggled to no avail before being shoved into a girl's bedroom by the female hoodlums.
The room was thoroughly decorated in pink, making his head spin. On the pink Princess bed, Li Ting was sobbing under the covers. Seeming to sense someone had entered, she cautiously poked her head out.
Li Ting's hair was disheveled and her eyes were hazy with tears. Paired with her already endearing looks, it was impossible not to feel a surge of pity for her.
"Huh?" Seeing Feng Hao tied to a chair with a completely bewildered look on his face, Li Ting immediately stopped crying. She stood up, straightened her messy hair, and put on a fierce expression. "Damn bastard, what are you doing here?"
"For crying out loud, milady, how could I have gotten in here on my own like this?" Feng Hao said, on the verge of tears from sheer frustration. "I was obviously tied up and brought here by that gang of female hoodlums."
It took a moment for Li Ting to process this. Tear stains still streaked her pretty face. "Hmph, you deserved it!"
"..." Feng Hao was struck speechless. 'You really can't judge a book by its cover. Don't be fooled by her pitiful and delicate appearance; she's actually just the same as that gang of female hoodlums outside.'
'I really don't get it. How can such a sacred academy have a club full of bandits like this, brazenly kidnapping a student in broad daylight?'
Seeing Feng Hao fall silent, Li Ting couldn't help but feel a little curious. She sniffled, walked over, and asked, "Hey, why aren't you talking?"
"What can I say?" Feng Hao gave a bitter smile.
Li Ting pouted. "Tell me why you look down on Dance Magic."
"Do you even need to ask? That so-called Dance Magic of yours has practically zero combat power!" Feng Hao retorted instinctively.
At his words, Li Ting's delicate body trembled with anger. "You're lying! I made it all the way to the fourth round! If you hadn't cheated, I would've made it to the fifth!"
Feng Hao rolled his eyes and said irritably, "What do you mean, I cheated? Would it only have been fair if I just stood there and let you hit me?"
"But you ran so fast! How was I supposed to hit you?" Li Ting said, looking aggrieved.
Feng Hao was utterly floored. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Don't tell me the dumbasses in the first three rounds all just stood there and let you hit them."
"Of course," Li Ting said, raising her head proudly.
"..." Feng Hao clicked his tongue and said with a wry smile, "Alright, you win! I have nothing to say."
Seeing Feng Hao lower his head in silence again, Li Ting grew visibly uncomfortable. She paced back and forth around him, saying in a flustered and annoyed tone, "Hey, why'd you stop talking again?"
"I have to take a piss. Can you untie me first?" Feng Hao grinned, a cunning glint in his eyes.
Li Ting froze for a second, then huffed, "I'm not that stupid. You're obviously just trying to escape."
"Come on. With that pack of she-wolves guarding the door, how could I possibly escape?"
"That's true..." Li Ting bit her finger and walked forward hesitantly. "Okay, I'll untie you. But you have to come back after you use the bathroom. No running away!"
"If I run, I'm a son of a bitch. How's that?" A cold smirk crept onto Feng Hao's lips.
'Damn it. Just thinking about that gang of female hoodlums outside is infuriating. I'm the number one Assassin in *Mage*, for crying out loud! When have I ever been humiliated like this?'
The ropes were quickly loosened. Feng Hao unconsciously stretched his stiff limbs, his whole body aching. He couldn't help but once again curse those crazy women and all eighteen generations of their ancestors.
"Hurry up and come back. I haven't let out all my anger yet!" Li Ting said with a pout.
"Hehe..." Feng Hao's expression changed in a flash. He approached her with a wicked smile. 'The time for my revenge has finally come.'
"What are you doing?" Li Ting immediately grew nervous.
A mischievous glint appeared in Feng Hao's eyes. "Nothing much. I just need you to play the part of a hostage. Don't worry, Uncle won't hurt you."
"You bastard, you're going back on your word! You... you... you're the son of a bitch!" Li Ting was furious and embarrassed.
"I never said I was going to escape," Feng Hao sneered, then lunged forward like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey. Li Ting was no match for him and was tied to the chair in a few swift moves.
BAM!
The female hoodlums outside had clearly heard the commotion. The door was kicked open with a bang, and they rushed in, their faces contorted with rage.
"Bastard, you dare lay a finger on Ting'Er!" their leader roared through gritted teeth.
"What a joke. There's nothing in this world I wouldn't dare to do," Feng Hao sneered in response, waving the Dark Moon Dagger near Li Ting's neck. "If you don't want her to die, then get the hell out. Now."
The leader's expression was grim and uncertain. She said in a low voice, "You're utterly shameless!"
"Takes one to know one," Feng Hao said calmly.
"You..." The leader was left speechless. She gritted her teeth and snorted. "Don't say I didn't warn you. Ting'Er is the dean's niece."
Feng Hao paused, then looked down at Li Ting with renewed interest. "Oh? So you're the dean's niece, are you?"
"Shameless degenerate! I don't want to talk to you," Li Ting said, her eyes filled with disgust.
The leader seized the opportunity to add her own threat. "Kid, if you know what's good for you, you'll let Ting'Er go. Otherwise, the dean won't let you off!"
"Heh," Feng Hao sneered. "I've had a problem with that old fool Zhao Hao for a while now. If you know what's good for you, get out and line up. If anything happens to Li Ting, I doubt things will go well for you, either, right?"
"You!" The leader's expression turned ugly.
"Enough crap. I'm going to count to three. All of you, get out and line up. Otherwise, my dagger might just slip."
Faced with Feng Hao's willingness to take them all down with him, the leader finally backed down. "Fine, we'll go. Just don't do anything rash."
"Three."
"Two."
The leader gritted her teeth and ordered, "Everyone, out with me!"
"One!"
By the time Feng Hao counted to one, the female hoodlums had already withdrawn from the room and were waiting nervously in the dance studio.
Feng Hao gave a satisfied smile, then hoisted Li Ting, chair and all, onto his shoulder. He ambled leisurely into the dance studio, placed her in a spot where he could easily get to her, and eyed the female hoodlums. "What are you looking at? All of you, stand straight."
"Feng Hao, if you let Ting'Er go, we promise to let you leave," the leader negotiated in a low voice.
Feng Hao sneered. "Are you kidding? We haven't settled the score for you kidnapping me yet!"
"You..." The leader was choked with anger again. Suppressing her rage, she said, "I admit we were in the wrong before. You're not really going to make things difficult for a bunch of young girls like us, are you?"
"Young girls?" Feng Hao's eyes widened and he cursed, "You're a fucking gang of female hoodlums!"
The pretty girls of the Dance Team gnashed their teeth in anger, but with Li Ting in Feng Hao's hands, they didn't dare say anything more.
"Then what do you want us to do?" the leader asked, her expression darker than ever.
Feng Hao swept his gaze over them with a mischievous look and said in a sleazy tone, "This young master is very unhappy right now. Why don't you all dance for me. I'll let her go whenever I'm in a better mood."
"Bastard, we're not going to dance for someone like you!" Xiaoyou snapped.
"Then I guess I have no choice," Feng Hao smirked, tracing patterns on Li Ting's little face with his Dark Moon Dagger. "When I'm in a bad mood, I find it hard to control myself. Tsk tsk, what if I accidentally made a little cut somewhere... hehe."
"You—shameless!" Xiaoyou was furious, embarrassed, and nervous all at once.
Li Ting was also frightened, her face pale. Her voice trembled as she cried, "Sisters, save me! Waaah!"
"Ting'Er, don't be afraid." The leader finally gave in. She looked at Feng Hao and said, "Fine. We'll dance for you. I hope you keep your promise and don't hurt Ting'Er."
"Don't worry. As long as you serve this young master well, everything is negotiable," Feng Hao said playfully.
The leader gritted her teeth and nodded. She turned to the other girls and said, "Sisters, for Ting'Er's sake, let's just make this sacrifice."
"I suppose it's the only way," a mature-looking beauty sighed and nodded.
And so, under Feng Hao's coercion, the group of young and beautiful Dance Team girls began to dance gracefully. Their movements, their figures, and the light effects rendered by their Magic Power created a truly magnificent spectacle. The only problem was that every single one of them wore an expression like their father had just died, utterly devoid of emotion.
Feng Hao was not pleased. He couldn't help but shout, "Watch your expressions! Be more enchanting! Show some emotion! Do you even know how to dance or not?"
The girls writhed, on the verge of dying from shame and indignation. The looks they gave Feng Hao could have eaten him alive.
But unfortunately for them, Feng Hao's shamelessness knew no bounds. He flashed the dagger in front of Li Ting's face, and the female hoodlums immediately deflated. They began to cooperate, tears in their eyes. The combination of their enchanting dance moves and humiliated expressions was an intoxicating sight that made one's blood race.
"Not bad, not bad!" Feng Hao's eyes were dazzled, but he still found time to bark orders. "Hey, you, the one in the white miniskirt! Shake that ass! Look how dedicated your leader is."
"And you in the back! Is your face paralyzed or something? Your expression has to be on point, or I'm not going to be happy!"
"Round-face, are you an artist or a prostitute? Be elegant, not lewd!"
"What are you looking at? All of you, watch your expressions! This young master doesn't feel the least bit happy right now!"
...
An hour later, the beauties of the Dance Team were half-dead from exhaustion, but Feng Hao still showed no sign of telling them to stop.
Tied to the chair with tear-filled eyes, Li Ting watched as her sisters were humiliated one by one for her sake. She was dying of guilt. "You bastard! My sisters have been dancing for over an hour! Are you even human?"
"Oh," Feng Hao said, his face calm. "I haven't had my fill yet. It's not the least bit satisfying."
"You—you—you're an absolute bastard!" Li Ting sobbed.
Feng Hao gave a playful smile, ignoring her. He looked up at the leader. "Hey, beautiful! You guys just keep repeating the same few moves. Don't you have anything new to show me?"
"Easy for you to say! If you're so good, why don't you do it?" the leader panted coldly.
"Pfft. And you call yourselves the Dance Team. After all this time, you only know a few moves," Feng Hao said with disdain. "Don't you know any advanced dances? Do something more alluring, the kind that's a pleasure to watch."
"Is there no end to this?!" the leader finally exploded.
However, Feng Hao ignored her, instead shouting at the pretty Xiaoyou, "Round-face, you lead! Bring out that seductive charm you had before. The rest of you, follow her. Pay attention to your expressions and movements. And when necessary, make sure your panting is on point, too."
Xiaoyou's face fell. She said in a fury, "Stinking pervert! This lady is done serving you!"
Feng Hao didn't waste any words. He just turned his head to look at Li Ting. "It seems your sisters don't care about you at all, huh?"
"Nonsense! It's you who's too shameless!" Li Ting said, her eyes full of indignation.
"Then I guess I have no choice," Feng Hao sighed, raising his dagger as if to strike.
Over on the side, Xiaoyou immediately backed down. Her voice was tinged with sobs as she cried out, "Stop! I'll dance! I'll dance, okay?!"
"Now that's more like it," Feng Hao nodded in satisfaction. "Everyone else, follow Round-face. Make sure you fully express the pining of a young maiden in love. Otherwise, I'm giving you a zero!"