Top-tier Unruly Master

"You just had to act tough, didn't you? Weren't you all swaggering just now?" Mu Zi remarked sarcastically as she watched Ding Fan knock down those two thugs, hands on her hips.

"Little brat, I warned you not to play tricks on me. My dad is the mayor here, and now that you've offended me, he definitely won't let you get away with it," Haiwa said to Mu Zi.

"Your dad is the mayor? That's quite impressive; you're really scaring me," Mu Zi replied, feigning fear.

Seeing Mu Zi's behavior, Haiwa really thought she was scared. He sneered and said to Mu Zi, "Don't say I didn't offer you a way out. As long as you make me happy today, I might just let you off the hook."

At this moment, Ding Fan inwardly felt sorry for Haiwa. Even now, Haiwa was still fantasizing about the impossible.

Mu Zi might look like an angel, but in reality, she was nothing short of a little witch. Trying to provoke such a woman was tantamount to seeking death.

"So, making you happy is all it takes, huh?" Mu Zi said as she walked toward Haiwa.

Meanwhile, Haiwa struggled to get up from the ground, sitting there with some difficulty.

"When I give my word, I keep it. As long as you treat me well, I guarantee..."

Haiwa hadn't finished his sentence when Mu Zi walked over, swung her leg, and kicked him in the groin again.

Mu Zi had put all her strength into that kick.

The Little Witch, aside from around Ding Fan, had never suffered such an insult in the presence of others.

With two swift kicks, Haiwa passed out from the pain.

The force behind the Little Witch's kicks was formidable; it was doubtful whether Haiwa could ever lead a happy life after this.

"You two, stop playing dead! Hurry up and take this idiot away from me!" Mu Zi yelled at the two men whom Ding Fan had knocked down earlier.

Having witnessed the capabilities of Ding Fan and Mu Zi, Haiwa's henchmen didn't dare to move. They lay there, pretending to be dead.

However, now that Mu Zi was talking to them, they no longer dared to talk back. They scrambled up from the ground and, dragging the incapacitated Haiwa, fled in disgrace.

Seeing this, Ding Fan and Qin Manshu exchanged looks. The Little Witch was indeed not someone to be messed with lightly.

The lesson for the person named Haiwa was too severe this time; it was doubtful whether he could ever find happiness again.

"Brother Fan, let's go out to sea to fish," said the Little Witch, her demeanor shifting from fierceness to a more innocent and pleading expression, making her hard to refuse, after Haiwa and his men had left.

Ding Fan nodded immediately.

Qin Manshu and Mu Zi both enjoyed going out to sea, and as the only man, Ding Fan naturally had to ensure their safety throughout the trip.

He then led them to a fishing boat.

The boats here were all coastal fishing vessels, not meant for going too far out to sea; they generally stayed within nearby waters.

After renting a fishing boat, the three of them earnestly set off.

Once they left the harbor, the boat headed eastward.

About half an hour later, the boat slowly decelerated and then stopped.

Accompanying Ding Fan and the two women out to sea was also a fisherman wearing a uniform, who doubled as the boat's pilot.

Once they reached this part of the ocean, the fisherman began to set up the nets.

There wasn't much Ding Fan and the others could assist with, so they simply watched quietly from the side.

It took the fisherman about fifteen minutes to completely set up the nets. After that, he drove the boat in the opposite direction.

After an hour, the fisherman looped the boat around at sea and then made a beeline for the nets he had set up earlier.

The boat was fitted with an electric motor, so maneuvering it wasn't particularly exhausting.

After a quick charge, the fisherman stabilized the boat, then adjusted its direction and began pulling in the nets along the route he had set earlier.

As the first net was pulled in, Mu Zi and Qin Manshu couldn't help but cheer.

By that time, the net was already full of fish.

Living in a big city, Qin Manshu, and even Mu Zi, had eaten fish before, but they had never experienced fishing like this.

With this haul, Ding Fan and his company had caught quite a lot of fish. Roughly estimating, this one net had brought in over ten pounds of sea fish.

After securing the catch, the fisherman continuously pulled in several more nets, and they were quite fruitful with these as well, possibly totaling up to a hundred pounds of fish.

It was getting late by then, and they had started their fishing trip late in the day. By now, it was already around six or seven in the evening.

By this time, Mu Zi and Qin Manshu had lost their initial excitement about fishing, and both were starting to feel hungry.

Having no other options, they asked the fisherman to turn the boat back toward shore.

The fishing boat's horsepower was quite good, and in less than ten minutes, they had returned to the resort.

Previously, when they were on the boat, Ding Fan and his group had paid a considerable rental fee, so naturally, most of the fish they caught belonged to them.

Ding Fan and his friends were not greedy; for the three of them, having enough to eat was all that mattered.

So, Ding Fan, along with Mu Zi and Qin Manshu, casually ordered some sea fish.

The fishermen were very enthusiastic and brought a bamboo basket, placing the fish that Ding Fan and his friends had selected into it; then, the fishermen handed them the basket full of their chosen fish.

Ding Fan and his friends then took all these fish to a hotel at the resort.

Ding Fan had his own plans; when they arrived at the hotel, he planned to pay a processing fee to have the fish prepared.

The hotel was not far from the small dock, so it did not take much time for Ding Fan and his friends to reach the hotel within the resort.

At this time, it was not the tourist peak season, so there were not many people eating in the hotel.

To enjoy some peace, Ding Fan directly booked a private room.

It took only about fifteen minutes before the dishes began to be served one by one.

At this moment, Mu Zi became interested and insisted on having a drink with Ding Fan.

Ding Fan was not one to refuse.

If Ding Fan did not wish to be drunk, there was really no one in the world who could make him so.

Mu Zi and Qin Manshu were also enjoying their meal. Before long, the fish they had caught and brought back was processed and served.

The three of them had a splendid feast.

Just then, a waiter came in with a tray and walked towards Mu Zi.

The waiter was very close to Mu Zi, and only then started to slowly take things off the tray.

Mu Zi, somewhat annoyed, glanced at the waiter.

"Are you here to serve dishes or to be fresh? Keep your distance from me."

No sooner had Mu Zi spoken than the waiter, as if abruptly pushed by her, fell backward. The plates and everything else from the tray scattered on the floor.

"You… you dare to hit someone! There's no justice! Assault!"

The waiter sat on the floor and started shouting loudly.

This caused an uproar among the waitstaff.

Mu Zi was stunned; she knew she hadn't actually pushed the waiter.

The gravity in Mu Zi's eyes intensified, realizing that the other party was clearly trying to deceive.

Seeing this, Ding Fan also slowly put down his chopsticks; it was obvious that the waiter was causing trouble. Thinking back to before they set to sea when they had dealt with someone called Haiwa, Ding Fan figured this person must be closely related to Haiwa.

As the waiter cried out, it wasn't long before several people burst through the door.

All of these individuals were dressed in security uniforms.

Seeing this, even a fool would understand that this was clearly a trap set by the other side. As soon as the waiter called out, security personnel quickly arrived.

"What happened?" asked a security guard, feigning concern for the waiter lying on the ground.

"That woman… that woman hit me…" The waiter, helped up by the security guard, stood up and continuously pointed at Mu Zi.

Upon hearing the waiter's words, the security guard directly approached Mu Zi.

A slight smirk appeared on Mu Zi's lips. Playing these tricks with her, the Little Witch, was simply suicidal.

It was always the Little Witch who bullied others; others wanted to bully her?

She had only two words for that. It was courting death!

Just as the two security guards were about to reach Mu Zi, Qin Manshu unilaterally stood up.

"We accidentally knocked someone down just now, and an apology will suffice. Here's some money, take him to see a doctor."

As she spoke, Qin Manshu took out a few hundred-yuan bills.

The waiter was not really injured, a few hundred yuan should be enough to settle it. Qin Manshu mainly did not want to cause trouble. Going out for fun was supposed to be about maintaining a good mood.

Mu Zi initially wanted to say something, but seeing Qin Manshu do this, she couldn't act out; she just snorted coldly at the waiter.

It was Sister Manshu who saved them; otherwise, with these few good-for-nothings, Mu Zi would have definitely shown them…