After letting the exhausted Lan Yueying rest, Ye Fei's brow furrowed slightly. The beauty of her body and her rare talent made it hard for him to let her go.
However, he knew that if he showed even the slightest bit of carelessness, she would surely escape with her son.
Killing Lu Feng was out of the question—she would either seek revenge or take her own life.
The only way to fully enjoy this stunning woman without emotional entanglement was to keep Lu Feng under control.
Looking at Lu Feng, who was already asleep nearby, Ye Fei pondered for a long time.
Suddenly, an idea struck him—he thought of his space, which seemed like a storage treasure. He had never tested whether it could hold living beings, and he wasn't sure if it would work.
Though he had this idea, Ye Fei didn't dare to recklessly put Lu Feng inside. Lu Feng's life wasn't worth much, but without him, Lan Yueying wouldn't comply. Fortunately, the lake was teeming with fish, which could serve as test subjects.
