Finally, the two arrived at a nearby inn. Although not big, it was at least a place to rest for the night.
So, Luo Yihuaung, limping, walked to the front desk and said to the young man inside playing on his phone, "Two rooms."
Hearing this, the young man put down his phone and slowly looked up. In just a moment, he saw a face of such stunning beauty that it left him in a daze—this face was so beautiful it was almost unreal.
However, this exquisite, delicate, peerless face was now full of fatigue, and smooth beads of sweat lined her forehead. Even her long, waist-length black hair was disheveled, making one instinctively want to cherish and pity her.
"A r-room..." The young man had never seen such a beautiful woman before, so even speaking was difficult for him.
At this time, Ye Fengwu stepped forward and placed his ID on the counter, smiling at the young man, "Brother, my wife comes from a prestigious family and always stays in suites when traveling. Get us a standard room, single bed."
A small inn like this didn't have any suites. A woman as wealthy as Luo Yihuaung had probably never stayed at such a cheap inn before.
Luo Yihuaung also seemed to realize her mistake, but when she heard Ye Fengwu calling her his wife and asking for a room, her brows immediately furrowed.
"Two rooms," Luo Yihuaung said firmly with a humph.
Hearing this, the young man's expression became troubled, and the way he looked at Ye Fengwu took on new meaning.
Ye Fengwu moved closer to Luo Yihuaung and put his arm around her slender waist, smiling at the young man again, "Sorry, I made her angry recently. Please help us out, we'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."
After speaking, Ye Fengwu tightened his arm around Luo Yihuaung's waist, grinned at her and said, "It's just a sports car, I'll buy you one when we get home tomorrow."
Throughout, Ye Fengwu's expression remained natural and at ease. If one didn't know better, who could tell he was acting? This guy really was a cunning, experienced killer.
Luo Yihuaung's whole body was stiff. She wanted to kill Ye Fengwu, but she knew her resistance was futile. If she raised the young man's suspicions, Ye Fengwu would likely silence him.
"And add a villa suite," Luo Yihuaung said through gritted teeth, playing along with Ye Fengwu. But under the counter, her hand was tightly pinching the back of Ye Fengwu's hand on her waist.
Only then did the young man take Ye Fengwu's ID and start checking them in, though he was already filled with envy—beautiful women like her were always ruined by rich men, even one who looked like a fairy and carried herself like a goddess.
Their room was on the second floor. After paying, Ye Fengwu took the room key and headed upstairs, and those wicked big hands of his never left Luo Yihuaung's waist.
Upon entering the room, Luo Yihuaung realized how simple it was. There was only a single bed and a chair. Thankfully there was a bathroom.
Luo Yihuaung shook off Ye Fengwu's hand around her waist and immediately headed for the bathroom, muttering as she walked, "If you're interested in signing with my film company, you would definitely make a good actor."
Ye Fengwu didn't bother responding to Luo Yihuaung's sarcasm. Instead, his expression serious, he walked to the window and quickly scanned the area outside before closing the curtains and turning off all the lights, leaving on only the two bedside lamps.
Soon, Luo Yihuaung emerged from the bathroom, her beautiful face full of impatience. She had wanted to take a nice hot shower, but a place like this didn't even have a bathtub. She didn't even have a change of clothes.
The main reason she had given up on showering was her wariness of Ye Fengwu.
She had a proud heart that wanted to lord over men, a queen's heart—but this didn't mean she had never yearned for love.
But she had never imagined that the first time she would share a room with a man, he would be a killer.
At this moment, Ye Fengwu sat calmly in the chair smoking, that strange black box still at his feet.
Luo Yihuaung was exhausted, but as she stared at the single bed in front of her, she showed no intention of lying down.
Seeing this, Ye Fengwu looked up at Luo Yihuaung and said lightly, "If I wanted to do something to you, there were countless opportunities on the way here. Rest assured and go to sleep. I'm not interested in domineering queens like you."
Hearing Ye Fengwu's mocking tone, Luo Yihuaung's gaze hardened. She hoped he wasn't interested in her, but his words still made her uncomfortable.
Then Luo Yihuaung calmly asked, "Where will you sleep?"
Ye Fengwu put out his cigarette and looked at Luo Yihuaung's alluring beauty, teasing, "If you want me to squeeze into that bed with you, forget it. My wife is much prettier than you and gentler too."
Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung glanced coldly at Ye Fengwu. She hoped Lin Yu would successfully take care of the things she had explained tomorrow.
Exhausted, Luo Yihuaung couldn't endure any longer. She got straight into bed, not even taking off her coat.
"Before you fall asleep, there's one more thing I want you to confirm," Ye Fengwu said suddenly, taking out his phone.
Without even opening her eyes, Luo Yihuaung murmured, "What is it?"
Ye Fengwu said, "You really don't have any communication devices on you anymore, right?"
Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung turned over, too lazy to respond to Ye Fengwu.
Ye Fengwu continued speaking to himself, "Don't underestimate those killers. If your devices don't have ghost chips installed, they can pinpoint our location precisely."
As a cunning veteran soldier, Ye Fengwu's phone already had anti-eavesdropping and anti-tracking chips installed long ago.
"Are you done? If so, shut up," Luo Yihuaung pressed a pillow over her ears, not wanting to hear another sound. She was exhausted.
But then Ye Fengwu's next words almost made her jump up and strangle him.
"Other than certain parts of your body, I've searched everywhere else. I hope you really don't have any other communication devices."
Within just a few minutes, Ye Fengwu heard Luo Yihuaung's steady breathing—she had fallen asleep.
Gradually, Ye Fengwu's mocking gaze grew solemn. Even though they were less than 200 km from Haihua City, he knew the real danger hadn't passed. At least those two killers skilled in Qi hadn't shown themselves yet.
Ye Fengwu took out a charger from his pocket and charged his phone.
...
The next morning at 8 AM, in the restaurant of the grocery store Ye Fengwu had ransacked hundreds of kilometers away, seven or eight people sat around a table eating breakfast. They were the poachers Ye Fengwu had violently taught a lesson yesterday, all with bruised faces, one even with his face wrapped in bandages.
The short fat boss held a cigarette in his mouth, tapping away at a computer to calculate the past few days' income.
Bang!
Just then, the restaurant door was shoved open roughly, and two figures of very different builds entered.
One was nearly two meters tall with a very sturdy physique. The other was a woman wearing skintight leather clothes that accentuated her already plump, alluring curves, making them even more seductive.
Seeing this, the poachers who were already fuming over being beat up sized them up coldly. When they saw the sexy woman, their eyes clearly took on a lewd look.
The woman sashayed over to the counter with the charm of a poisonous snake, casting a smoldering look at the fat boss. "Handsome, I'd like to ask you something," she said with a smile.
As she spoke, the woman showed her phone screen to the fat boss. Displayed was a face as beautiful as a fairy—Luo Yihuaung.
"This is our boss, she was kidnapped, kidnapped by a man, do you have any impression?" The woman raised her sharp chin towards the fat short boss again, and smiled coquettishly.
The fat short boss was obviously taken aback when he saw the photo, but then he smiled obscenely, "I may have seen her, or may not have seen her, right?"
After speaking, the dirty right hand of the fat short boss rubbed in front of the woman's eyes, obviously trying to blackmail.
"Hehehe..." Seeing this, the woman suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, her laughter was charming, but also filled with a feeling that made people's scalp tingle.
Puff~!
Suddenly, the woman's right hand swiftly pulled a sharp dagger from her waist and stabbed it into the back of the fat short boss's hand like lightning.
Ah~!
In an instant, a pig-like scream came from the mouth of the fat short boss.
But the woman's charming eyes still had that mocking smile all the time, who could see that she was actually such a vicious person.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
