The Angel of Slaughter, An Youyi, is a lone wolf.
Her actions are unpredictable.
If she sets her mind on revenge,
few can survive her wrath.
Wu Yurong is self-aware.
And men, well, they’re all talk.
They promise the world but give no real power.
This dissatisfaction gnaws at Wu Yurong.
If all the benefits go to you,
what’s left for the rest of us, the hall masters?
Li Caijun paused, then chuckled awkwardly, “Haha—my oversight, my oversight.”
“Here’s the deal: once I become the acting Dragon King, all the forces left by the previous Dragon King will be handed over to you, Madam Wu.”
“As for the second-in-command position, it will remain with the Angel of Slaughter for now.”
“And remember, during my tenure as the acting head of the Dragon King Hall, you only need to follow my orders. No one else’s.”
Acting head, acting head.
Over time, it becomes the real deal.
The title of “acting” is just a facade,
a pretext to overthrow the former Dragon King.
Seeing that Li Caijun was finally showing some sincerity,
Wu Yurong’s smile grew even brighter.
“That sounds great, but isn’t it a bit too much?”
Li Caijun smirked, “If it’s too much, Madam Wu, you could always keep me company.”
Wu Yurong knew the power of her smile over men.
What’s out of reach is always the most desirable.
Men are just hopeless.
Before they get what they want, it’s a treasure; after they get it, it’s trash.
This is an eternal truth.
Once the last veil is lifted,
there’s no more mystery.
They’ve seen it all, played with it all.
Only the next one is always the best.
Wu Yurong smiled softly, “Let’s wait until you become the acting Dragon King first.”
Bang, bang—
Li Caijun’s heart raced.
Wu Yurong, standing before him, was a rare beauty no matter where she was.
Once he had her,
the other hall master by her side
would be just a finger snap away.
Imagine having both beauties of the Dragon King Hall
in the same bed.
What a thrill!!!!!
Though these two hall masters paled in comparison to the other two,
namely An Youyi and Li Jiaxin,
they were still top-tier among beauties.
Wu Yurong and the other hall master, Su Qian, were exceptional in their own right.
Killing is a hobby,
but reproduction is instinct.
It’s etched into our genes, unchangeable.
At this moment, Li Caijun’s heart stirred.
Because of you, my heart races!!!!
“Haha—with your help, it’s my honor. Once I become the acting Dragon King, you’ll all reap the benefits.”
“As long as I, Li Caijun, am here, you’ll never go hungry.”
“We’ll feast together, share the spoils together.”
“What the Dragon King can give, I’ll give. What the Dragon King can’t give, I’ll still give!”
Li Caijun declared with conviction.
The skinny hall master, Ding Long, sneered sarcastically, “First, become the acting Dragon King, then we’ll talk.”
Ding Long was one of the few neutral factions in the Dragon King Hall.
He had no allegiance to any side,
leaning slightly toward the Dragon King.
He was the type who’d switch sides for the right price—a true opportunist.
Li Caijun narrowed his eyes like a venomous snake.
“Oh, so you don’t trust me?”
Ding Long stood up and headed for the door, “First, become the acting Dragon King.”
He wanted to stay out of trouble,
to keep his hands clean.
The waters here were too deep.
Who knew what tricks the Dragon King still had up his sleeve?
And then there was the Angel of Slaughter, An Youyi.
She was someone Ding Long never wanted to cross.
He didn’t want to offend either side.
As for his loyalty to the Dragon King Hall,
Ding Long had none left.
He just didn’t want to pick a side.
But times had changed.
It wasn’t like before.
In the past, he could remain neutral,
but now,
not choosing a side meant certain death.
Because Lin Fan wasn’t here!!!!
Li Caijun took off his glasses, and his aura shifted dramatically.
In three swift steps, he lunged at Ding Long.
Feeling the sudden surge of energy behind him,
Ding Long’s face changed, and he bolted for the door.
“Escape??? Do you think you can?”
Li Caijun sneered coldly.
His fist shot toward Ding Long’s heart with deadly force.
The power behind it was no joke.
Li Caijun’s full-strength punch could pierce through bones and hearts.
Knowing he couldn’t escape, Ding Long dodged frantically.
His fingers transformed into eagle claws.
The ancient martial art—Eagle Claw Technique!!!
Against anyone else,
Ding Long could tear them apart, leaving nothing behind.
After all, the Eagle Claw Technique wasn’t just for show.
But against Li Caijun, a freak who grew stronger the longer he fought,
Ding Long stood no chance.
In the Dragon King Hall, Ding Long’s strength was mid-tier at best.
He was no match for the top-tier Li Caijun.
Bang, bang, bang—
The sound of heavy blows echoed through the room.
Ding Long quickly begged for mercy.
“I believe in you, Butcher! I believe in you!”
“My men are yours to command, my resources are yours to use.”
"Let me go, let me go, I'll fully support you!!!"
In the face of death,
it seemed like nothing else mattered anymore.
Li Caijun showed no intention of stopping.
His smile grew even more manic.
"Hahaha------------Too late, far too late."
"Ding Long, blame yourself for not speaking up sooner!"
Ding Long's heart sank.
He finally understood.
Li Caijun was going to kill him to establish his authority!!!
No matter how much he begged for mercy today, it would be useless.
As for Wu Yurong and the others watching from the sidelines,
these hall masters who were just there to spectate,
they wouldn't lift a finger to intervene.
Ding Long felt utterly hopeless.
He knew his chances of survival today were slim.
In the next moment,
he activated a forbidden technique, burning all the life force within his body.
"Li Caijun, you son of a bitch."
"Even if I destroy all my resources, you won't gain a single advantage!"
"Even in death, I'll make sure you suffer."
Li Caijun's pupils contracted, and for a moment, he actually felt a hint of pressure!!!!!
At this moment,
this deranged killer
felt no fear.
Instead, he grew even more excited.
An hour later,
Li Caijun's clothes were soaked in blood.
Some of it was his own,
but most of it belonged to the now-deceased Ding Long.
Ding Long lay on the ground like a bloodied corpse,
beaten to death in the most brutal manner.
Yet, he had fulfilled his dying promise.
Li Caijun had indeed been left with scars from Ding Long's Eagle Claw technique.
The bloodlust emanating from Li Caijun grew even more chilling.
He turned to Wu Yurong and the other two,
a crazed smile spreading across his face.
"I will become the true master of the Dragon King Hall."
After a brief pause, Li Caijun's smile didn't fade.
"Now, who agrees? And who dares to oppose?"
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