tually himself; the organization's interests were his interests. In essence, the Ninth Column was nothing more than Yan Wuque's personal army.As the instructor of the Ninth Platoon, Qing Snake had mad...In the morning, Ye Fan had just finished washing up when there was another knock on the door from General Kunka's guards. General Kunka had prepared breakfast and invited Ye Fan to join him for a meal!

Just like this time, Kunka only invited Ye Fan. He did not invite Jin Long and Li Su who were traveling with him. Ye Fan followed the guards to Kunka's luxurious palace.

The second floor of the palace housed a luxuriously decorated dining hall. The walls, ceiling, and various decorations were inlaid with gemstones and gold. The floor was covered with thick furs of an unknown animal, making it exceptionally soft and comfortable to walk on.

A breakfast hall of over 300 square meters greeted Ye Fan. In the center, a dining table crafted from pure gold and diamonds immediately caught his eye. One couldn't help but say that Kunka wasn't an ordinary wealthy person; just this set of chairs probably cost hundreds of millions!

Originally, Ye Fan thought that Kunka would invite him to have breakfast here. When Ye Fan arrived with the guards, there were only service personnel in the restaurant, and Kunka was not there.

Could it be that he's showing me his extravagance Ye Fan thought with a dark purple smile: Showing wealth to guests is also a symbol of strength. The key is that Kunka has the ability to show Ye Fan this.

As Ye Fan sat in the nearby lounge, guards had already brought out three plates of refreshments and several platters of fruit, and poured him a glass of fruit wine.

"Wasn't General Kunka supposed to have dinner with me" Ye Fan looked at the guard standing by the door, who hadn't eaten yet, and asked.

Upon hearing Ye Fan's question, the guard shook his head respectfully and said with a apologetic face: "The General only ordered me to bring you here and have some refreshments first. Breakfast will probably start soon."

"Oh."

Ye Fan nodded and immediately picked up a plate of fruit and handed it to the guard, saying: "Come, let's eat together."

Who knew, when Ye Fan offered the fruit platter, the guard's face immediately changed, shaking his head in panic and saying, "No, I can't have a meal with you. General Kunka would blame me."

"General Kunka isn't gone, is he I invited you to eat, I believe he wouldn't punish you." Ye Fan frowned, it seemed that these soldiers under Kunka were extremely afraid of him, their faces turning pale.

The guard shook his head repeatedly, saying, "No, we can't use the food for personal purposes." He then stood at attention and didn't dare to look at Ye Fan again.

Shrugging, Ye Fan placed the fruit on the table. He himself had lost his appetite. General Kunka didn't know what game he was playing, he still hadn't appeared.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the rest room. They belonged to General Kunka and his bodyguard. For about a minute, Kunka pushed open the door of the rest room, a cheerful smile on his face, arms wide open, he said, "Mr. Ye, sorry to keep you waiting." He gave Ye Fan a bear hug after that.

"Good morning, General Kunka," Ye Fan greeted in his usual way, performing a very standard South African greeting before asking cheerfully.

"Good morning," General Kunka laughed, "Honorable guest, let us go have breakfast."

Ye Fan originally thought he would have dinner in the room with the pure gold seats just now, but Kunka directly brought him from the palace corridor to the mountain mine. And here, breakfast was already set up for him.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Ye Fan couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

Kunka, directly on the stones in the mine, invited Ye Fan to have breakfast, and didn't know what he intended.

Eating breakfast on time is a good habit, beneficial for health... But Ye Fan really didn't feel like eating a table of bread and milk sitting on the stones on the hillside. With those miners working in the valley below like slaves, how could he possibly eat

However, General Kunka seemed to take great pleasure in this. He munched on his two sausage-stuffed sandwiches and smoked meat while seemingly enjoying the sight of countless slaves working tirelessly in the valley below for him.

"Starting today, these slaves' daily rations will be increased." Kunka said to Ye Fan with a smug grin as he ate, "Look, there's an extra spoonful of beans on their plates this morning. They seem to be working much harder now."

Ye Fan smiled wryly in his heart, but he could only flatter him with words like "General, you truly love the people" on his lips.

"Why can't we just do it" Ye Fan sighed with a wry smile, but comforted himself in his heart: "It's not that I, Ye Fan, am flattering this fat sausage. If I don't flatter him, these poor slaves below wouldn't even have beans to eat." Last night, he talked about this with Li Su, and today Kunka has already made concessions.

Ye Fan raised a cup of fruit wine to his lips and took a sip, just about to pick up the bread, when Kunka suddenly retracted her smile, her eyes clouded over as she stared at him for a long time. Then, she let out a sigh.

Eh

Ye Fan was startled, could it be that he had misread

Could this tyrant and executioner actually be showing genuine pity in his eyes Is it possible… could my own character have drastically improved Last night, with just a few casual words, I managed to make this fellow drop his blade and become enlightened

"Leaves... I understand you."

Kuan's eyes became even more kind, but with a hint of "we're all men, I understand you" feeling.

Just as Ye Fan opened his mouth, about to speak, he suddenly reached into his bosom. Then he took out a small plastic bottle. Afterward, Kunka waved his hand, signaling those around him to step back, and then handed the plastic bottle to Ye Fan.

“This is the herbal remedy from our tribe, it’s very effective! Especially for men when they can’t… well, you just need a little bit, apply it on that thing, guaranteed to make you feel like a stallion again! This was given to me by our tribe’s old shaman!”

Kunka looked meaningfully at Ye Fan, then at the plastic bottle and said.

“Amazing, this is a sacred herb in our tribe. Not many people in the whole tribe are able to obtain it.” Kunka seemed to treasure this vial of medicine very much. From his expression, it seemed more important to him than even his ore.

Seeing the plastic bottle in Kunka's hand, Ye Fan's jaw dropped, and his whole body instantly turned to stone...

What are men most sensitive to

It's not that other men say they aren't good at something, is it

Just when Ye Fan was about to slam the table in anger, Kunka's gaze had become much more kind. Not only did he shove something into Ye Fan's hand, but he also patted his shoulder reassuringly, with a look of "Brother, I sympathize with you, I understand you" on his face, and slowly said: "Last night I asked the two girls serving you in the bath about it, and after asking them, it seems like you... might have a problem on that side... Ye, I suggest you, if there's something wrong, get it checked out as soon as possible!"

Hearing Kunka's words, Ye Fan could only smile wryly. How could he possibly explain himself It seemed that this title was truly his to bear.

Although he smiled wryly, he cursed the mothers of the two women who had served him last night in his heart. Last night, seeing that they were still virgins, Ye Fan only treated them with great tenderness. After all, the two beauties had never had this kind of experience before. Even though they had been well-trained beforehand, Ye Fan did not go all out, otherwise they would have been unable to get out of bed...

This Kunka is really thoughtful...ooking at everything with curiosity. 。Duan Xiangning, who often caught glimpses of him out of the corner of her eye, knew that he was hoping to trigger a memory now completely gone by seeing something...