, she wouldn't care at all about what others said. She never took other people's words seriously anyway. Even if she knew, so what There was no feeling between them anymore, a direct divorce would be...Ten Indonesian women with exotic attire, wearing their unique national costumes, revealed their alluringly exposed midriffs. They swayed rhythmically together, and their outfits, while clearly showcasing their stomachs, did nothing to hinder the view of other appealing body parts—like what a fat man would love most.

These Indonesian women may not have skin as smooth and fair as those of Han Chinese women, but their figures are absolutely stunning compared to most Han Chinese women. They stand tall with pride, and their alluring belly-dancing moves, showcasing their curves, reveal a captivating exotic charm.

I don't know if they did it on purpose, or if the dance itself required it, but as they jumped and moved, their massive forms seemed about to burst forth. Everywhere you looked, there were fleshy lumps, causing Fatty to drool and his eyes to gleam. He could only babble foolishly and grin.

While Ye Fan's eyes went straight through these ten beauties, directly to the most alluring woman in the innermost circle.

Although the ten beauties in front swayed their bodies greatly, revealing beautiful scenery constantly before Ye Fan's eyes, he could still clearly see through the gaps between their movements. Behind them was a large tea table, already filled with several bottles of wine. Sitting in front of the tea table was an elegant Indonesian woman.

Intuition told Ye Fan that this adult was the key.

When the fatty drooled, the ten beauties suddenly moved aside in unison, parting a path and revealing the most stunning woman at the center.

The fat man, seeing the woman sitting here, found her even prettier than those Indonesian women dancing with exposed shoulders and backs. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear, as if he had just won the lottery.

That woman turned her head and gave Ye Fan and the others a slight smile. The smile was incredibly sweet, causing the fat man's heart to flutter with delight. He was completely smitten, his soul gone adrift, and he unconsciously walked towards her.

And Ye Fan's heart actually had a kind of impulse to disregard everything and take a step forward. There seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept calling him with deep affection, and this feeling was growing stronger and stronger, becoming more and more uncontrollable. Ye Fan's feet instinctively wanted to lift up.

Ye Fan suddenly shuddered, his heart racing. He awoke with a jolt, astonishment flooding him as he stared intently at the woman before him. Just now, he had lost control of his mind.

If he were not skilled and had a strong mind, he would have been possessed by her long ago.

Thinking back to what just happened, Ye Fan still couldn't help but shiver down his spine. He had heard that there was a kind of dental art in Indonesia that could easily control people's minds and make them hallucinate. He never thought he would encounter it here today.

Ye Fan was suddenly shocked. He was always surrounded by all kinds of beautiful women, and he had long been immune to beauty, but the Indonesian woman could still easily tempt him with her beauty, causing him to lose his composure. It goes without saying that a lustful little fat man would be no exception.

As expected, Ye Fan saw the Fatty walking like a zombie, staring blankly at that woman. His eyes were vacant, as if there was no one in front of him.

Ye Fan snorted coldly and shouted, "Fatty"

Ye Fan's voice wasn't exactly soft, but Fatty seemed oblivious, continuing to walk forward.

"Fatty," Ye Fan called out again, but it was still the same. He couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. The fatty, had actually fallen into her trap.

The woman was astonished to see that Ye Fan could still walk freely and had even seen through her hypnotic art. This was her secret technique, and even in Indonesia, there were very few who could break through such a hypnotic technique.

So, she also relies on sorcery to be called the title of the Assassins' King.

Now, seeing that Ye Fan was actually unharmed and could even remind the fat man who had already been targeted by her, she couldn't help but look at Ye Fan. Her eyes were full of magic, as if they wanted to swallow Ye Fan whole.

Feeling the captivating light suddenly emanating from the woman's eyes, Ye Fan's eyes widened in surprise, staring intently. In an instant, the light vanished, and his masculine, hot-blooded gaze pierced deep into the woman's soul. She couldn't help but tremble throughout her body, her mind beginning to be affected.

The fatty was too deep into the poison, ordinary calling voices wouldn't reach him, so he had to use his true energy. Ye Fan took a deep breath, true energy surging in his mouth, and shouted: "Fatty, wake up!"

Ye Fan's full-bodied shout, when heard by the people, was like a great bell ringing, causing their eardrums to ache.

Just as that Indonesian woman was racking her brains on how to deal with the unyielding Ye Fan, a domineering voice suddenly boomed, catching her off guard. In an instant, her mind shattered, her throat felt sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The fat man only felt a sudden clap of thunder beside his ear. He involuntarily shook his body, stopped walking, and turned to look at Ye Fan, but his eyes were full of confusion.

Ye Fan quickly walked forward and asked the fat man anxiously, "How are you feeling"

The fat man said dubiously, "I don't feel anything different. It's just that I felt like I had a strange dream just now. Could you even dream while walking Maybe I didn't sleep well last night"

This feeling was strange, Fatso had never felt this way before.

"You were just bewitched," Ye Fan said bluntly.

"What did you say" the fat man exclaimed in surprise.

"It's the Art of Mind Control," Ye Fan inhaled deeply. This thing, profound and mysterious, wasn't a matter of deep cultivation at all. It was about one's mental state. As long as your mind was breached by the opponent, even if your cultivation surpassed theirs by much, you would only be slaughtered.

Upon hearing this, the fatty's face was full of anger. Thinking that he, a dignified fat master, had never been treated like this before. Even if she were a beauty, it wasn't right.

The fat man angrily turned his head to look at the Indonesian woman, only to see her wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. Meanwhile, the ten beautiful women around her had already stopped their belly dancing and were all staring at the woman in the middle, their faces filled with shock and worry.

Seeing the angry expression on the fat man’s face, the Indonesian woman just smiled faintly, as if she didn't care about the fat man's anger at all. She turned her head to the ten beautiful women and whispered something softly, then saw them continuing their dance that was bound to make people think endlessly.

She just smiled and beckoned to the fat man and Ye Fan, motioning for them to come over and made a gesture of invitation.it hastilyHe increasingly couldn't understand what his opponent was thinking.I don't understand, so I won't bother trying to guess. Whatever others come up with, I'll just go with it.Do you really thi...