Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 178: Truth or Dare

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Truth or Dare

"Exciting?"

Li Feng watched Fang Ting’s retreating figure. What tricks was this woman up to now? It couldn’t be some sort of honey trap.

Should he play along with her scheme?

Fang Ting walked straight to the bar and took out several bottles from the cabinet. Li Feng glanced at the bottles: vodka, whiskey, tequila, and in addition, there were beers and reds lined up in a row.

Li Feng immediately understood what Fang Ting meant by "exciting"—a mixed Bomb Drink. Usually, several types of alcohol with different contents are mixed together, and the result is a Bomb Drink.

As for the effects of this kind of drink.

Well, you get drunk quickly, the brain becomes controlled by the alcohol, and blackouts are the norm.

She was planning to get him drunk.

And then what did she want to do.

Fang Ting raised her eyes to glance at Li Feng, took out the glasses and lined them up—with the larger ones at the bottom and medium-sized ones on top—pouring a different liquor into each layer.

Fang Ting’s movements were practiced; she obviously frequented bars and nightclubs and quickly finished the task. Holding a glass in her hand, she slammed it into the neatly stacked alcohol mountain, just like dominoes falling, as a small glass directly fell into a large one, mixing the different liquors instantly.

Fang Ting brushed her hair back with her hand and leaned forward on the bar, picking up a glass of Bomb Drink.

"Just drinking like this is kind of boring. How about playing a game?"

Li Feng looked at Fang Ting. "What game do you want to play?"

With eyes sultry as silk, Fang Ting looked at Li Feng, a playful curve appearing at the corner of her mouth, "Truth or Dare."

"Drink one cup, and you can ask the other person a private question. Of course, you can also tell the other person to do whatever action you want."

"If you refuse to answer, you get punished with a drink; if the action isn’t up to par, hmm, how about a physical punishment with ten push-ups?"

Li Feng glanced at Fang Ting and agreed readily, "Sounds good."

"I’ll go first."

Fang Ting preemptively grabbed a Bomb Drink and downed it quickly. She then clinked the empty glass onto the bar.

"Now it’s my turn to ask. What’s your relationship with the person inside?"

Li Feng glanced at Fang Ting. "She’s my fiancée."

Fang Ting was momentarily stunned. She originally used this question just as a warm-up; after all, asking something too private right away would certainly put the other person on guard. Fang Ting wasn’t so foolish, but she never expected to unearth such big news right away.

Fiancée.

That meant they were engaged.

There hadn’t been any whisper of this gossip, and Wang Group was no small company in Sea City. Under the main Wang Group were four major groups, and Wang Jin’er was the sole daughter of the current chairman of the Wang Group, making her a dream for countless men.

"My turn."

Li Feng directly took a glass and drank it in one gulp, looking towards the surprised and stunned Fang Ting. Fang Ting hummed in acknowledgment, quickly regained her composure, and smiled at Li Feng.

"So do you want to ask me a question, or do you want..."

Fang Ting’s tone was slightly teasing, and Li Feng looked at her: "Can you do a split?"

Fang Ting stared back at Li Feng. He didn’t hold back at all, demanding a split straight away. She scoffed in disdain in her heart.

Ha, men.

"You’re underestimating me a bit," Fang Ting said as she bypassed the bar, tucked her hair behind her ear, and glanced at Li Feng. "Watch closely now, don’t blink."

Without hesitation, Fang Ting performed a split that could rival a perfect straight line. This wasn’t difficult for her as fitness was essential to maintaining a good figure, and she was a regular at both the gym and the dance studio.

Rip.

Fang Ting stiffened awkwardly for a moment. A split wasn’t hard for her, but she seemed to have forgotten that she was wearing a short skirt today. The outfit was form-fitting, and the price of performing such a large movement was the risk of an unintended reveal.

Biting her lip, Fang Ting realized this bastard must be a veteran of the flirtatious game. Embarrassed and angry internally, she managed not to show it on her face and completed the split.

"I did it right, didn’t I?"

"Very correct," Li Feng said, squinting at the torn edge of Fang Ting’s skirt, wondering how much longer she could hold out.

Fang Ting stood up, returned to the bar, picked up another Bomb Drink, and downed it in one gulp. She then looked at Li Feng, her previous tender affection gone without a trace.

Getting straight to the point.

"Where did you get that black card from? As far as I know, in Yan Country, only a very small number of people have such a card."

As a rich girl from a prominent family and having studied abroad for many years, Fang Ting was well aware of the rarity of this black card. It wasn’t something you could get simply because you were wealthy.

To possess this card, one first needed a definite status and influence. For example, among those in Yan Country who had this card, there was Ma Shuangshuang’s father, the richest man with a trillion-dollar fortune and an influential business empire.

Furthermore, the average age of the cardholders was 48, the youngest being one prince from Central Island, rumored to be the first in line to the throne of Sha Country.

He was only in his twenties. Why him?

Could it be that Li Feng was also from some powerful family?

Li Feng smiled slightly, "Where else could it be from? The issuing bank did it for me, of course. They even said that having this card comes with many benefits—no need for visas when traveling, no wait for hotel rooms, skip the lines at amusement parks."

"I thought it was pretty good, so I got one."

Li Feng’s manner was casual, yet Fang Ting felt like kicking someone. This was not the answer she was looking for, "I want the truth. Otherwise, you’re drinking a penalty."

Li Feng watched Fang Ting with a smile, "But what I said is the truth. If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do. If you must ask why they would issue me a card, I really haven’t inquired—perhaps because I’m wealthy?"

Fang Ting gave a cold laugh, "Just being wealthy isn’t enough to get that kind of card."

"That’s true, but who said I’m just wealthy?"

"That’s what you said just now, hmm, I bet you have some background. What does your family do? There doesn’t seem to be someone like you in Sea City."

Fang Ting was pushing her advantage, her questioning intense and relentless.

Li Feng looked at Fang Ting, who was bombarding him with several questions, "Let me correct you, I’m not wealthy, I am enormously wealthy."

"As for your other questions, one drink per question, it seems it’s my turn now."

Li Feng picked up his glass, took a drink, and looked at Fang Ting.

Fang Ting saw Li Feng’s suggestive eyes and snorted unabashedly, "Spit it out, what do you want this time?"

"Cough, Fang Ting might be a bit tipsy."

In the next room, through the surveillance cameras and listening devices, everything happening in this room was under their watch.

"That can’t be, it’s only the second drink. Fang Ting’s tolerance isn’t that low. However, this man is definitely up to no good. We must let Wang Jin’er see this later; she has to know what kind of man her fiancé truly is."

"This time..."

Li Feng curled up the corner of his mouth, looking at Fang Ting with a bit of mischief. Fang Ting suddenly had an ominous premonition.