The icy water had already spread throughout his entire body, nearly submerging his head.

In the clear water, the scars on Third Young Master Jun’s body from self-harm to resist the torment of withdrawal were visible.

At this moment, he had already passed out, his fingers spasmodically gripping the edge of the bathtub so tightly that his fingernails bled, his gaunt, pale face as white as a piece of paper soaked in water, a terrifying sight.

Lie Feng felt a pang in his heart, suffocatingly uncomfortable.

He hurriedly dragged him out of the bathtub and laid him on the bed, checking his breathing and heartbeat to find that although weak, they were still normal. Then, Lie Feng’s overwhelmingly frightened heart finally settled down.

But watching Third Young Master Jun lying quietly on the bed, in such a wrecked state, he felt immensely sorrowful and unsure of how much longer Third Young Master could hold on.

It was a long while before Third Young Master Jun woke up, suddenly opening his eyes, and in their deep, hazy gaze, he immediately saw Lie Feng, sending shivers down Lie Feng’s spine with that eerie look.

"Third Young Master, how do you feel?" Lie Feng was still extremely worried.

Third Young Master Jun closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again with indifferent disdain, scoffing, "If I could survive the first time, why not the second? Now you can go report to the godfather; I’m sure he will be pleased with the outcome."

Lie Feng gave a bitter smile, recognizing that though the first time was the most challenging and caused the greatest mental and physical strain, back then, at least within the Su Family, Mason was there to restrain him, to lock him away.

Now, Third Young Master was fighting alone, without anyone’s help or care. Surely, the process must be even more painful than before.

Yet, he still made it through, and Lie Feng felt, after following him for so many years, he truly witnessed his increasingly powerful will, unbreakable as steel.

"The godfather has also come to North America," Lie Feng didn’t respond to his earlier statement but instead mentioned this news and turned on the television.

The news on TV was reporting about the Hu family’s banquet last night, a scene tumultuous with underlying turmoil.

Watching Ye Lu on the screen, standing before the godfather, openly defying him without fear in front of everyone, and even daring to suggestively mock him suggesting the godfather would strike at her,

Third Young Master Jun widened his eyes in disbelief. She dared to speak such shockingly outrageous words in front of the godfather, utterly disrespecting and refusing to give the godfather any face or a way out. He thought, having followed the godfather for so long, he had never seen anyone so bold as to say such suicidal words in the godfather’s presence.

Bowing his head slightly, a faint smile appeared involuntarily on the corner of his lips; he felt greatly comforted in his heart.

Indeed, he had not misjudged her; she could already stand on her own, and even without him, she dared to oppose the godfather and find ways to deal with him. This was good.

He had always feared that because of him, she would be controlled by others. Now that she had stirred up this hornets’ nest and torn off the façade, she had actually placed the godfather in a dilemma. It was a risky move, yet there couldn’t be a better move.

Third Young Master Jun coldly watched the godfather on the television, facing Ye Lu, who commanded attention with his stoic face but was actually seething with anger inside, his sarcastic intent intensifying.

Godfather, from now on, not everything will be under your control.

"The godfather is very dissatisfied with Ye Lu’s performance this time," Lie Feng relayed the godfather’s sentiments.

Third Young Master Jun hummed disapprovingly, "Then let him continue to be dissatisfied. She is a woman with her own independent thoughts, she won’t obey my commands, so I can’t control what she plans to do,"