[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 15

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Volume 4, Chapter 10, Coming-of-Age Ceremony (Part 5)
: 9-22 4:50:57 Word Count: 7681

Wang Xiaoyin couldn't bring himself to be angry with Su Feifei. He now understood that all women have their own ulterior motives, and he certainly understood Su Feifei's. Although his actions were somewhat clumsy, they had at least revealed her feelings. He smiled and nodded to her and Wang Qinghe, then sat down next to Li Juncheng, raised his oversized wine glass, and invited them to drink together.
Wang Qinghe had initially been cold to Wang Xiaoyin because she believed Su Feifei's words, thinking he was using his handsome face to force Su Feifei to drink strong liquor with ill intentions. After hearing Su Feifei's repeated explanations, her opinion of him changed slightly. Now, seeing him scare away a nuisance, she felt even more grateful to him.
So the three of them smiled, raised their glasses, and clinked them together. Li Juncheng, holding a small, delicate cup, awkwardly stopped mid-air before he could even touch it. He suddenly felt outdated and embarrassed, secretly wondering when such bulky, clumsy wine glasses had become fashionable in upper-class society.
Wang Qinghe carefully examined Wang Xiaoyin and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. She vaguely remembered seeing his movements and gaze somewhere before, and there seemed to be a certain intimacy between them. This strange feeling puzzled her, and she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Wang Xiaoyin noticed and smiled at her, causing Wang Qinghe to blush for no apparent reason. She quickly took a sip of her bright orange Harry's Cherry liqueur to cover her embarrassment, then asked, "Fei'er said that using this large wine glass was your idea. Why do you like using it?"
"Hmm... Fei'er should have told you, right? But the biggest reason is that at banquets, I'm used to drinking a certain type of wine and I'm too lazy to call a waiter; it's too much trouble to wait." Wang Xiaoyin smiled, honestly telling the truth. In front of his beloved, he mostly preferred to tell the truth, though less than a tenth of his lies. "
Hehe, so lazy!" The two girls couldn't help but laugh. However, Wang Qinghe pointed to his wine glass and asked, "Do you really like Canadian ice wine?"
"Yes. I don't drink the most expensive, only my favorite!" Wang Xiaoyin was putting on an act, pretending to be charming and sophisticated, trying his best to present his charming personality to the women he loved. These words elicited different thoughts from the three women beside him.
Wang Qinghe silently repeated his words in her heart—"Don't drink the most expensive, only drink the one you like the most!" The person she liked had said the same thing, and even the way they held the wine glass seemed so similar, only their appearances were so different. Although that person was very handsome in the game, he was far inferior to the beautiful guy in front of her.
Su Feifei tilted her head, thinking, "Huh? Why is he talking so strangely today? He seems very knowledgeable and philosophical, unlike his usual glib tongue!"
Li Juncheng, who hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise, finally seized the opportunity when he heard this and sneered, "Hmph, funny. Isn't Canadian ice wine expensive? It's more than ten times more expensive than gold now. Can a mere bodyguard like you afford it?"
"Idiot! I said it's not the most expensive. If you don't understand, don't interrupt. There used to be a wine called Louis XI, I heard it was the most expensive, but it was surpassed by China's 300-year-old Moutai. So, what is the most expensive wine? The answer is there isn't one!" Wang Xiaoyin mimicked Wang Qinghe's tone when she rejected someone earlier, even her expression was somewhat similar, which made Wang Qinghe's heart flutter again, and she couldn't help but steal a few glances at him.
"Haha, of course he's stupid! He crashed the car my mom gave me for my birthday, and he doesn't even understand its meaning. There's no one stupider than him." Although Su Feifei wasn't drunk, her head was spinning, and she boldly said things she wouldn't normally dare to say.
"You crashed Fei'er's car? Humph, you must have relied on your family's power to not compensate her! That was a gift from her mother, even if you gave her a Shenfeng, it wouldn't make up for it! You're not welcome here, you'd better leave, or I'll call the guards." Hearing that her friend had been bullied, Wang Qinghe's attitude was even colder than before, and she made a move to stand up and call for help.
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled inwardly, thinking that Wang Qinghe was very childish. Only a child throwing a tantrum would drive away an invited guest. Yet she was so warm and loyal to her friends, was this a Capricorn-Pisces woman? Wang Xiaoyin had studied astrology and had some knowledge of Western divination.
Li Juncheng, having heard her say this much, couldn't continue to pester her shamelessly. If the guards really kicked him out, he would lose face. However, he never imagined that his soon-to-be-married wife would be snatched away by the Ghost Sword, and he would ignore it all, still attending the banquet with a new female companion. How could his reputation possibly be good?
"Ugh! Finally, the annoying guy is gone! Xiao He is so amazing!" Su Feifei stuck her tongue out at Li Juncheng's back, then giggled and half-collapsed into Wang Qinghe's arms, seemingly feeling a bit less nauseous.
"Xiao He?" Wang Xiaoyin was a little confused. It was the first time he had heard someone call Wang Qinghe "Xiao He." Why did this name sound so familiar? In the game "Retro," this was the only name he remembered. But Wang Qinghe was also called Xiao He, what a coincidence! Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!
Wang Qinghe suddenly heard him call her by her given name, and with such gentleness and confusion, how similar it was to that person's tone! She couldn't help but hum in agreement. Their confused gazes met and intertwined, as if they had returned to the beginning of the story, to that night when shooting stars filled the sky, when they embraced tightly, gazing deeply into each other's eyes under the cover of a forbidden magic spell.
"Xiaohe, why do you want to die together? Am I worth it?"
"I can't watch the one I love be killed by someone else, so I'd rather kill you with my own hands than let them succeed. Don't worry, I'll die with you, I won't let you be lonely! Xiaoyin, I love you..."
"I love you too, Xiaohe!"
When Wang Xiaoyin was running away from love and fearing love, the only woman who could make him utter such a genuine confession was Xiaohe from the game. In reality, was Xiaohe also the woman who could suddenly evoke such strong feelings of love in him, and make him determined to pursue her?
Su Feifei looked at Wang Xiaoyin, then at Wang Qinghe, and suddenly felt a very bad feeling. It was a woman's unique sensitivity; she felt that something strange had developed between the two of them, and that it posed a serious threat to her. She hurriedly called out, "Xiao Yin, what are you shouting about! You guys..."
"Xiao Yin? You're Wang Xiao Yin?" Wang Qinghe was also hearing his name for the first time. When Su Feifei told stories about Wang Xiao Yin, she always referred to him as a "perverted bodyguard." Hearing Su Feifei's shout, the slight doubt and confusion in her heart disappeared. She suddenly grabbed Wang Xiao Yin's hand and asked rapidly, "What's your favorite coffee?"
"Kanna coffee!"
"What's your least favorite food?"
"I hate everything I don't like!
" "Who's your favorite person?"
"Myself!"
"Who's your least favorite person?"
"My enemy!"
"Haha!" Wang Qinghe laughed happily, tightly gripping his left hand with both of hers, as if she were back in the "Retro" game. Without any hesitation, she pulled his hand to her chest and said, "One last question, you big lecher, listen carefully. Who is your most beloved person?"
"Xiao He!" In the game, Wang Xiao Yin often played this kind of coded question-and-answer game with Xiao He. Before, when she asked the last question, Wang Xiao Yin would always hesitate before answering, but now, he didn't hesitate at all, because he was certain of his true love.
"Hahahaha!" The two laughed loudly at each other, their laughter only understood by themselves. The loud laughter drew the attention of the young men around them.
"You big bad guy! You lecherous scoundrel! Where have you been hiding these past few dozen days? Why haven't you contacted me?" Wang Qinghe's laughter subsided, her face suddenly turning cold. She kicked the table away, her legwork prowess evident in her easily shattered piece. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoyin dodged quickly, managing to deflect several splinters of wood.
Su Feifei stood there dumbfounded, holding the large glass, her entire face hidden behind it, only her misty eyes peeking out. She blinked and blinked, wanting to cry but unable to. She felt she had done something incredibly stupid. How could she have thought of bringing Wang Xiaoyin to this banquet? If she had kept him at home, no one would have been able to take him away from her! But now…
this commotion was big enough, and since Wang Qinghe was the star of the banquet, many people were watching her, or rather, were watching her every moment. Suddenly seeing her angry, kicking a table and hitting a young man, everyone was waiting to see the show, and some kind-hearted people, feeling sorry for Wang Xiaoyin, secretly prayed for him.
Wang Yuanzhe, with his wife, was drinking and chatting with important guests. They were also very close to the crystal table and naturally saw Wang Qinghe's unusual behavior. He apologized to the guests and hurried over with his wife to see what was going on.
How should he answer? Wang Xiaoyin wanted to say, "If I had known you were this beautiful, the kind of girl I love, I would have proposed to you long ago." However, given the current situation and awkward circumstances, he couldn't say that.
"Sigh!" Wang Xiaoyin sighed bitterly, shaking his head in silence. This composed demeanor was his secret weapon, a constant expression that could break anyone's heart with its sorrowful and distressing look.
Wang Qinghe couldn't resist, walking up to him, taking his hand, and gently shaking it twice, shyly saying, "I'm sorry, I know you must have your reasons! Um, a lot of people are watching us now, how about we make up for now? I still have a lot to tell you... Ah, oh no, my parents are here!"
In the game "Retro," Wang Xiaoyin had spent a long time studying Qinghe's temperament and information, and knew her quite well, but he still couldn't adapt to her unpredictable nature in real life, especially with her stunning beauty, which added sevenfold to her charm. He was momentarily stunned by her beautiful demeanor as she apologized, unsure how to respond.
"Xiaohe, what's wrong? Why are you throwing a tantrum again?" The middle-aged woman asked with a smile. She had seen everything clearly. Although she hadn't heard what they were saying, their ambiguous actions hadn't escaped her notice.
Wang Yuanzhe asked more directly, "Xiaohe, who is he? What happened?"
"Dad, Mom, he's a friend of mine. We were just making a bet, nothing serious." Wang Qinghe had spent some time with Wang Xiaoyin, and her lying skills had greatly improved. She answered calmly without batting an eye. She still didn't know Wang Xiaoyin's true worth and didn't dare to introduce him to her parents rashly.
"Oh? What kind of bet involves kicking the table?" Wang Yuanzhe was very interested, but his suspicious gaze swept over Wang Xiaoyin.
The ring on Wang Xiaoyin's left hand twitched slightly a few times, much weaker than the first time, as if she had used up all her stored strength. But this pain was not simple either. It wasn't physical pain, but rather a pain that seemed to reach her soul. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her face, and her palms were clenched tightly, also soaked with sweat.
Wang Xiaoyin took a closer look at Wang Yuanzhe for the first time, and the feeling was strange, like she had seen him somewhere in her childhood. This familiarity was not like the vague feeling in the game "Retro," but a real, tangible impression. A strange excitement welled up inside her, and coupled with the ring's unusual behavior, Wang Xiaoyin was certain that she had a significant connection with him, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
Wang Qinghe didn't understand why Wang Xiaoyin was suddenly sweating, assuming he was nervous, so she answered her parents' questions first. "He said, 'My fourth-degree black belt in Taekwondo can't break this table, so I did!'"
Wang Xiaoyin's face had been repaired by the evil spirit, like plastic surgery; a slight alteration drastically changed her appearance and demeanor. Wang Xiaoyin's original appearance wasn't ugly; among ordinary noble children, she was considered above average. After this modification, she became an exceptionally beautiful woman, almost eerily so. A few days ago, his seventh senior brother, Ghost Sword, saw his current appearance and didn't recognize him at all, which was enough to show that the lewd spirit had altered him a bit too much... If Wang Yuanzhe had seen him in his original form, the situation would have been quite different. But now, it wouldn't affect anything.
"What about the bet?" Wang Yuanzhe, as expected of a master in the business world, hit the nail on the head with every sentence, forcing her to reveal herself.
"Ah? The bet... is..." Wang Qinghe couldn't think of anything for a moment, so she turned to look at Wang Xiaoyin. In the game, when they teamed up to cheat, it was always Wang Xiaoyin's idea. Now, she habitually looked to him, hoping he would come up with a solution.
Wang Xiaoyin gently swirled his wine glass, and Wang Qinghe immediately understood. The two of them said at the same time, "Whoever loses drinks!"
Wang Yuanzhe and his wife exchanged a glance, both seeing suspicion in each other's eyes, but they remained calm. They both felt that there was a problem between their daughter and this young man, and a big one at that. Just as they were about to continue subtly questioning Wang Xiaoyin about his background and origins, someone behind them shouted, "Hey, Seventh Master, it's him! It's him who saved us last time! Haha, I can't believe we've seen him here again..."
"Shut up!" A deep, dignified voice interrupted Zhang Xiao's excited shout. "Xiaozi, where are you? Why are you shouting like that without a brain?"
Wang Xiaoyin and Wang Qinghe looked up at the same time and saw Zhang Xiao. He looked almost exactly like his character in the game, his appearance unchanged, so anyone who had seen him before could recognize him at a glance. Wang Qinghe felt a little flustered. She hadn't expected to see her former honorary husband from the game here... Although she had been forced to agree to the relationship and had no feelings for him, she still felt a little guilty. After all, in the game, she had been seduced into bed by "The Flower-Attracting Prince" Wang Xiaoyin, which was considered an act of adultery in her reputation.
The old man speaking was about seventy years old, with white hair and beard, a ruddy complexion tinged with black, a few faint knife scars at the corners of his eyebrows, a pair of cold, triangular eyes, and a classic hooked nose. His face occasionally revealed a hint of murderous intent. He was the big boss of the underworld forces in Paradise City, the undisputed leader above all the gangs, known as Seventh Master.
"Oh! So it's Seventh Master! I was just talking about you with Zen Master Kujing. I thought you were too busy to come!" Wang Yuanzhe chuckled, showing great respect to Seventh Master, indicating a close relationship between the two.
"Hey, don't mention it. It's all because of those bastards. I'm worried sick about them all day long, my hair's almost turned white from worry." Seventh Master had a loud voice, carrying a hint of roguishness. Upon seeing Wang Qinghe,
he immediately smiled kindly. "It's my dear granddaughter's birthday today. Even if it's a big deal, I have to come. Look at the birthday present Grandpa prepared for you, do you like it?" His smile completely dispelled his murderous aura, making him amiable and approachable—a strange change that could only be described as a complete transformation. As he spoke, he took a rectangular brocade box from Zhang Xiao's hand and handed it to Wang Qinghe.
Wang Qinghe had no choice but to let go of Wang Xiaoyin's hand, smiling as she bowed and accepted the gift with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang!"
It's customary in Coral Kingdom not to open gifts in front of guests unless requested. Wang Qinghe knew that every birthday, he would insist she open the gift herself, and it always contained strange and unusual items, unlike the jewelry and common things others gave her. This time, unsurprisingly, inside was a small, silver light energy particle gun, and beneath it was a gun permit, the photo naturally of Wang Qinghe.
"Haha! That's exactly what I wanted, thank you Grandpa Zhang." The shy, obedient girl who had been so quiet just moments before suddenly transformed into a tyrannical serpent after receiving Linglong's pistol. "Grandpa Zhang, I only recently learned your identity; they never told Xiaohe before. Actually, I have a good friend who's often threatened by bad guys—the Green Leaf Gang and the Flower Snake Gang. They force my friend to do things she doesn't want to do."
Wang Qinghe said excitedly, pulling up the frustrated and angry Su Feifei, saying, "She's my good friend Su Feifei, a female singer. Grandpa Zhang, you must help her! She's so pitiful. Fei'er, quickly thank Grandpa Zhang!"
She was truly impatient, always making others do things her way first, regardless of their thoughts, and then offering her opinions afterward. So Su Feifei, bewildered, bowed repeatedly, thanking Seventh Master profusely. After thanking him for a long time, she still didn't understand who the fierce old man in front of her was or why she was thanking him.
"Haha, little brat, don't be so polite! Since Xiaohe wants to help you, then as your grandfather, I naturally have nothing to say. Just you wait and see, I've had my eye on those brats for a long time, I'll go warn them again tomorrow." Those who know him well know that what Seventh Master said was no ordinary matter. Tomorrow, the Flower Snake Gang and the Green Leaf Gang's territory is definitely going to be in trouble. Even if they know this, they can't resist because the difference in power is too great.
Huang Shuliang and Ye Zhicheng, who happened to be nearby, turned green with fright and immediately took out their mobile phones to report to important figures in their families. This was a huge event.

Volume 4, Chapter 11 Coming-of-Age Ceremony (VI)
: 9-22 4:50:57 Words in this chapter: 7496

Lin Zezhong, Zen Master Kujing, and other elders walked over with smiles, all criticizing Seventh Master Zhang for being late. Several white-haired old men laughed heartily, acting like children, using various excuses to drink as punishment, while others used various excuses to escape, making the atmosphere lively and noisy.
Wang Xiaoyin nodded slightly to Zhang Xiao, who was hiding behind Seventh Master, which excited the latter so much that he scratched his head and cheeks, wishing he could rush over and give him a few bear hugs to express his excitement. Zhang Xiao was the type who would repay kindness and seek revenge, and it was puzzling how someone like him could become the leader of a gang. Of course, many people would think that he climbed to the position of leader of the East City Gang because of Seventh Master's favor.
Wang Qinghe handed the newly acquired light energy particle gun to the servant and quietly left the place where the elders were gathered with Wang Xiaoyin. Su Feifei had no choice but to follow behind. She didn't want Wang Xiaoyin to be divided up by more people, and she had to be vigilant at all times.
"You little lecher, tell me, where have you been these days? And how did you get close to Fei'er? I heard from her that you're not honest, even more lecherous than in the game! Tell me, how many innocent women have you seduced?" They sat in a secluded corner. Wang Qinghe appeared fierce on the surface, but she was actually very nervous inside, afraid that she might scare him away again, which would be terrible.
Hearing this, Su Feifei immediately defended Wang Xiaoyin. She had heard about Wang Qinghe and Wang Xiaoyin's relationship and understood what kind of relationship they had, but she... didn't care anymore. If Wang Xiaoyin misunderstood her as a bad woman who talked nonsense, it would be terrible. If he got angry and left, what would she do in the future? But she was still angry! "Xiaohe, I was just talking nonsense before, don't take it seriously."
"Hehe, Fei'er, don't worry, you're not talking nonsense at all. I know him. In the game, do you know who he is?" Wang Qinghe suddenly smiled. Of course, she understood Su Feifei's thoughts, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that the two of them liked the same person.
Su Feifei shook her head and asked blankly, "Who is he?"
Wang Qinghe looked left and right, and seeing that no one was paying attention, she whispered in Su Feifei's ear, "The Flower-Attracting Prince, that legendary lecher!"
"Ah! Then, then you keep saying you like him...?" Su Feifei rolled her eyes and almost fainted.
Wang Qinghe glanced at Wang Xiaoyin furtively, then quickly and shyly spat, "Don't talk nonsense! Who says they like him all the time? They hate him too much to handle!"
Wang Xiaoyin secretly observed Qinghe's innocent smiles, her delicate features, her naturally alluring charm, and the cuteness of her slightly pouting lips… But then he suddenly realized that since meeting Wang Qinghe, she had been in control, and he had barely had a chance to speak. If he were completely captivated by her, what would happen to his hundreds of mistresses and his hundreds of Blue Demons?
Balance, the way of balance. Wang Xiaoyin could love someone wholeheartedly, but the person he loved never considered abandoning him. That depended on his methods—how to get his future wife to accept everything he did in secret! To put it bluntly, how to "bewitch and control" his lover, and take the dominant position in their relationship.
Having figured this out, Wang Xiaoyin immediately embellished his story, recounting how he was framed, how he narrowly escaped death, how he accidentally entered a bodyguard training base, how he ended up at Tiandun Bodyguard Company, and how he became Su Feifei's bodyguard. Of course, these stories were only three parts true and seven parts false; he omitted everything about picking up girls, and when he talked about being framed, he exaggerated it three or four times over. The two women listened with red eyes, clenching their fists, cursing the bastards who framed Wang Xiaoyin.
“Fei’er can vouch for me. I finally managed to find the gaming helmet today, and before I even had a chance to log in, I came to your birthday party… Hehe, thank goodness we can recognize each other’s features and habits, otherwise we might not have seen each other for ages.”
“Thank you, Fei’er. I’ll forgive you for forgetting to prepare a birthday present for me! Little Silver, you’re not allowed to run away again. Give me your phone number, or I’ll hate you for the rest of my life and never speak to you again.” After exchanging phone numbers, their eyes met again. Those eyes, both strange and familiar, were so captivating. The more they looked at each other, the more they liked each other, momentarily forgetting that Su Feifei was still there.
Su Feifei looked pitiful and cleared her throat, saying, "I prepared a gift, put it in the car, but forgot to take it. Xiaoyin, right?"
"Mmm!" Wang Xiaoyin returned to normal. He noticed that Su Feifei's mood was off, and even a fool could figure out what was wrong. He quickly smiled and said, "Fei'er is right. If the car hadn't been hit, we wouldn't have come so late, and we wouldn't have forgotten to bring a gift. We can give it to Xiaohe tomorrow!"
"Then, will you come home with me tonight?" Su Feifei asked timidly again, her little face flushed, whether from the lingering effects of the alcohol or from being too excited.
The two of them were taken aback and immediately understood what she meant. Wang Qinghe's pretty face turned crimson. She pinched Su Feifei's little face and spat, "Silly sister, what are you thinking about all day! I won't fight you for this big lecher. You can have him tonight!"
"Ah? You can have him tonight?" Su Feifei seemed to have thought of something else again, and even her ears turned bright red. She bent her head and counted on her fingers, no longer looking up.
Wang Qinghe's understanding of Wang Xiaoyin was still based on her impression from the game. It seemed she had accepted his philandering and unfaithfulness from the very beginning. But that's how love is. The joy of being found again after disappearing for several days made her forget the distance between virtual and reality, and she spoke of her longing with tenderness and excitement.
Wang Xiaoyin felt this happiness came too quickly, a little hard to adapt to. Just moments ago he was thinking about how to painstakingly pursue Wang Qinghe, and now it seemed almost within his grasp… However, he didn't expect that the real pursuit would be even more difficult than he imagined.
"Xiaoyin, you have to promise me you won't disappear again, okay? Those days when I couldn't find you, I was almost going crazy, thinking you were angry with me. Seeing you now is so wonderful. This is my favorite birthday party ever, because you were there…" Wang Qinghe's mood turned very low and sad again, her bright eyes instantly welling up with tears, as if they would burst forth at the slightest movement.
Wang Xiaoyin's mind was in a mess. She had experienced Tang Beibei's fickle nature in the game, but she never expected that in real life, Tang Beibei would change her face three or four times in just a few minutes. She was almost at a loss for how to deal with her. Now, facing Tang Beibei's heartfelt confession, Wang Xiaoyin felt an urge to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.
Just then, Tang Beibei came skipping over with Xiao Wen, shouting from afar, "So you're here! Wenwen and I have been looking for you for ages! Oh, Xiaohe..."
Wang Xiaoyin strongly suspected that Tang Beibei had vision problems, often only seeing one person in a group while ignoring a large group. It wasn't until after they had talked for a while that they realized there were other people around.
Wang Qinghe's expression shifted, her misty eyes quickly clearing as she smiled warmly at them, "Beibei, Miss Xiao, hello! Come sit with us!"
Xiao Wen had already seen Wang Qinghe's beauty and only hoped that Wang Xiaoyin wouldn't see her, but now… Xiao Wen had no choice but to accept her fate. Although she felt that her own qualities couldn't compare to Wang Qinghe's, she figured she had an advantage since she knew Wang Xiaoyin first. After a moment's thought, she generously sat down next to Wang Xiaoyin, while Tang Beibei had to sit on the other side.
Wang Qinghe smiled, glancing at Xiao Wen who was leaning against Wang Xiaoyin. She gave a soft "Oh," and her smile immediately turned sinister. She secretly thought that Wang Xiaoyin's charm was extraordinary; in reality, he could attract many beautiful women. It seemed that her choice was quite discerning; she felt that only a man like him was worthy of her.
"Little Silver Brother!" Qiu Linlin conveniently pulled Ni Xiu to their table. Ni Xiu, understanding the situation, pulled two chairs from a nearby table and joined them. Now there were seven people, seven people with different expressions. However, they had one thing in common: they were using the same kind of glasses—mixing glasses for cocktails.
Qiu Linlin didn't care about the atmosphere or who the others were; once she joined in, she launched into a non-stop conversation, pushing the tense atmosphere to a climax. One moment she talked about clothes and cosmetics, the next about the thrills of missions, leaving everyone dizzy, but all captivated by her stories. Before she finished speaking, she had become familiar with everyone.
Ni Xiu was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected Qiu Linlin to have such skillful diplomacy. Seeing her constantly chugging drinks and her head swaying drunkenly, he knew something was wrong; these were clearly the early signs of intoxication.
Wang Xiaoyin, now relaxed, watched the tipsy Qiu Linlin wink at Ni Xiu with an ambiguous expression that startled Ni Xiu but made Su Feifei and Wang Qinghe across the table's hearts race.
"Linlin, so you're here! We've been looking everywhere for you… Come on, let's continue our drinking game!" Xiao Rong appeared nearby with a grin, swaying her slender waist and taking small steps, holding an oversized cup, suddenly appearing in front of Qiu Linlin.
Her appearance caused everyone except Wang Xiaoyin to tense up, and a sudden silence fell. Qiu Linlin chuckled and tried to escape, shrinking back. But then she saw Mayor Li Yun, even more drunk than Qiu Linlin, walking towards them, her eyes lighting up when she saw Xiao Rong. She swayed and draped her arm over Xiao Rong's shoulder, her tongue slurring, "Rong girl, you're the one who escapes first this time, haha, come on, let's play again and see who's better!"
Ni Xiu smiled wryly and looked to Wang Xiaoyin for help. He and Linlin accompanied Li Yun to the banquet, essentially as caretakers. If Mayor Li got drunk, even though reporters couldn't get in, it would still become a laughing stock in high society! Besides, they had escaped at a crucial moment earlier. Although Linlin pulled him away, Li Yun was left alone, being bullied by Xiao Rong until she couldn't breathe.
Helplessly, Wang Xiaoyin stared at the drunken Li Yun with a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with amusement, completely ignoring Ni Xiu's pleas for help. He even had his phone ready, prepared to take pictures and sell them to that pervert Hou Ci for a high price later.
"Hehehe, Sister Yun, you're already this drunk, do you still want to drink? I'm only letting you drink because of your status as mayor. If it were before, every time you ran into me at a banquet, you'd be carried home..."
"Nonsense! I won't lose to you. Come on, let's see who falls down first tonight. I refuse to believe I can't beat you this once!" Li Yun, emboldened by the alcohol, pulled up a chair and sat down, completely unaware that she was already shirtless in several places, muttering something in a drunken, pathetic manner.
By this time, the banquet was coming to an end. Many people were showing signs of drunkenness, and a few had left with newly met members of the opposite sex. However, there were very few people like Li Yun who were about to pass out.
"Let's not bet on drinking anymore. If you get drunk, you'll need to be carried home. How about we bet on something else?" Xiao Rong secretly glanced at Wang Xiaoyin and grinned slyly at Li Yun.
"Let's bet! What are we going to bet on?" Li Yun nodded excitedly as she saw Xiao Rong sitting across from her, knowing she would soon be able to fight her again. It seemed that beating Xiao Rong was more important than anything else.
"Whoever loses has to take off a piece of clothing, until everyone is naked!" Xiao Rong said slyly, without any hesitation, as natural as a breeze. However, her words were like a cold wind, making everyone shiver.
"Huh?" The people around exclaimed in surprise. This kind of game was only suitable for private rooms. Playing it in an open-air square was too... Moreover, this person was a rising star in politics, the mayor of Paradise...
Li Yun was only stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement and laughed, "Haha, this is no problem for me. I won't lose to you, little girl! Come on, let's see who leaves naked first!"
It seemed she was really drunk, forgetting where she was, forgetting that there were men around, forgetting that countless political enemies were waiting for her to embarrass herself, forgetting that she had never beaten Xiao Rong...
Wang Xiaoyin should have been excited, he would soon see Li Yun's underwear, he would soon be able to take nude photos of her. Only he knew Xiao Rong's rock-paper-scissors skills here; she was invincible among the Blue Demons, winning every time. But then he thought again, there were too many men around. If others saw it, it wouldn't be worth it. He would find an opportunity later to have her undress for him alone... Hehe! He chuckled lewdly to himself and said to Xiao Rong, "Uh, Rongrong, Mayor Li is drunk. How about you two gamble again next time? This time it'll be a draw, okay?"
Ni Xiu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him stop him. He had always unconditionally admired Wang Xiaoyin and almost believed that as long as he stepped in, there was no woman he couldn't handle. And these two drinking contestants were also women, so they would definitely listen to Wang Xiaoyin. What kind of logic was that! However, it was surprisingly effective, and it didn't disappoint him this time either.
"I'm fine with it, it's up to Sister Yun! My master... my master is merciful... considering it's Sunday, and I just heard the priest's teachings at church, I don't want to argue with anyone, so let's call it a draw and fight again at the next banquet! What do you say, Sister Yun?" Xiao Rong almost let slip, so she had to ramble on about the church and the priest halfway through, making it all a bit confusing. People who knew her well thought she had changed her personality.
"A draw? Heh, alright, let's call it a draw this time. Actually, I had a chance to beat you this time." Li Yun said this, but the joy on her face was undeniable. This was such a stark contrast to her usual enigmatic self. The old saying, "True feelings are revealed after drinking," certainly had some truth to it.
As soon as Li Yun finished speaking, she couldn't help but put down her glass and squat down to vomit. Fortunately, there wasn't much food in her stomach, just alcohol. Even so, the smell was unpleasant. Qiu Linlin, who knew her best, rushed to help. The others had to disperse to avoid the unpleasant odor.
"I want to go home!" Su Feifei quietly walked to Wang Xiaoyin's side, shaking his arm, her mood very low. It seemed she was extremely dissatisfied with today's banquet.
Wang Xiaoyin also felt it was time to go home. He said a few words to the girls beside him and prepared to leave. Wang Qinghe chased after him from behind, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Just like in the game, three months! This young lady won't wait after that!" After saying this, she lowered her head and smiled shyly, turned and ran into the crowd, disappearing from Wang Xiaoyin's sight.
Wang Xiaoyin, holding Su Feifei's hand, quietly left the Wang family mansion. Too much had happened at the banquet today; it was all a bit chaotic, and she didn't know what to say. She'd found clues about her origins, met Xiaohe, considered marriage, made a minor enemy, and her relationships with the girls were a bit complicated…
"Ah! My car…" Reaching the parking spot, Su Feifei cried out in pain, running towards her wrecked car. The Huayu car, which only had two dents, was now a mangled mess, scattered in its original parking spot. The broken car was clearly slashed with a sharp object, beyond repair.
All the nearby cars had driven away, except for Li Juncheng's silver-gray Thunderbird, which was parked there, unable to move because Wang Xiaoyin had punctured its tires.
Wang Xiaoyin snorted angrily, instantly understanding the whole situation. She bore a lot of responsibility, but Li Juncheng had been so brazen, going to such extremes without leaving any room for negotiation.
"Since you chose first, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wang Xiaoyin's face twisted into a ferocious grin as he summoned the God-Slaying Blade, wielding it in the air with a streak of light, intending to reduce the Thunderbird vehicle to scrap. However, the blade only managed to leave a few dozen marks on the vehicle's body, failing to pierce the alloy casing.
Wang Xiaoyin grew even more determined, his blue hair suddenly falling loose, swaying gently in the moonlight. A strange, unfamiliar power suddenly rose within him, gradually accumulating and gathering between his dantian and chest, seemingly blocked by something, creating a feeling of urgency.
"Ah!" With a roar, he swung the blade again, this time unleashing a tangible black light, like the sky of the deepest hell, carrying a thick aura of death, a bloody killing intent, and a furious ferocity, cleaving the seemingly indestructible alloy vehicle in two. Even the concrete floor beneath the vehicle was cleaved, leaving a crack over ten feet deep.
Hearing the car beside her crash to the ground, Su Feifei stopped crying, staring blankly at the terrifying phenomenon beside her. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's furious expression, she snapped out of her daze and threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Wang Xiaoyin sheathed his knife and gently embraced the rushing Su Feifei. He felt utterly exhausted, gazing blankly at the full moon in the sky, somewhat bewildered by this sudden power. But then again, too many strange things had happened to him, so he wasn't surprised anymore, focusing only on comforting Su Feifei.
"The Li family…hmph, you wait!" Wang Xiaoyin left these chilling words in the parking lot before taking Su Feifei away. And because of these words, the Li family underwent a devastating upheaval!

Volume 4, Chapter 12: Ruth's First Night's Strange Phenomenon
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In the taxi, Su Feifei fell asleep, exhausted and drunk, nestled in Wang Xiaoyin's arms, sleeping soundly. Wang Xiaoyin carried the tear-streaked Su Feifei into her bedroom, wiped away her tears, and then turned to leave.
He was a little flustered; he had many things to discuss with Xingzi. Wang Qinghe's sudden appearance had given him the idea of marriage, but this would bring related troubles. Therefore, he always consulted Xingzi before making any major decisions. Furthermore, taking action against the powerful families of Heaven required meticulous planning; even the slightest flaw would be a huge problem for Lan Yao. —Lan Yao wasn't afraid of trouble, but he dreaded it!
When he returned to the Su residence, he didn't see Jin Gang or Hou Ci, which puzzled him. Before contacting Xingzi, he wanted to find out what they were doing.
Before even going downstairs, he heard some noises from Ruth's bedroom, and upon closer listening, he heard animal roars. Wang Xiaoyin immediately ran to Ruth's bedroom; the door was ajar, with a slight crack. Pushing open her door, the image that greeted Wang Xiaoyin left him speechless…
Ruth had transformed into her full beast form as a member of the Silver Wolf clan, her hands turning into sharp claws as she pounded on a humanoid, brownish-yellow shadow in the corner. Because she belonged to the Silver Wolf royal family, her golden fur shone brightly, dazzling like gold. Her beautiful face was also covered in short golden hair, and every exposed inch of her body was entirely covered in golden fur. She wore sexy white lingerie, with golden fur peeking out from the openwork. Her ears stood up high, and upon hearing the door open, she turned her head alertly, her blood-red eyes glaring fiercely at Wang Xiaoyin.
“Hey, Ruth, what are you doing?” Wang Xiaoyin was startled by her appearance, his voice hoarse as he asked. He knew how powerful Ruth was; if she wasn't in her right mind, he wouldn't want to get too close to her—her power could easily kill him.
Ruth's blood-red eyes dimmed slightly, becoming somewhat gentle, but she continued to pound on the brownish-yellow shadow in the corner, occasionally letting out a roar.
Wang Xiaoyin knew that during periods of decline, the Silver Wolf clan might experience a sudden surge in power and go berserk on a full moon. However, he'd heard Ruth say that as royalty among the Silver Wolves, she wouldn't easily go berserk or transform unless angered, let alone undergo such a deep berserk state!
Wang Xiaoyin stared suspiciously at the brownish-yellow ball of light in the corner, feeling there was someone inside, and the figure seemed familiar. He was examining it closely when he heard a weak voice from within the ball of light: "Boss...save...me!"
"Hou Ci?" Wang Xiaoyin recognized the voice; the person inside was Hou Ci. Since it was a person, he remembered that the brownish-yellow ball of light was the Earth-based protective shield from earth-elemental mystic arts. "When did you enter the Mystic Realm?"
Hou Ci couldn't answer. In his haste, he coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, the shield weakening further, and he was about to die under Ruth's furious attack.
The Mystic Realm was divided into three levels: Star, Moon, and Sun, each level further divided into three grades—lower, middle, and upper. Some martial arts masters spend their entire lives trying to reach this level, and even those with exceptional talent need to cultivate diligently until around 40 years old before they can hope to reach the Star-level realm. After entering the Star-level realm, one must carefully perceive the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth in the world, find one that suits them, and then calmly cultivate their techniques.
Generally, the first technique learned by those newly entering the Profound Realm is a protective shield. This shield can withstand hidden weapons and bullets, greatly increasing self-defense capabilities. The names of the protective shields for each element are as follows:
Metal: Golden Light Shield; Wood: Forest Shield; Water: Water Wave Shield; Fire: Fire Wall Shield; Earth: Earth and Stone Shield.
Now, even with his Earth and Stone Shield, Hou Ci is still completely overwhelmed by Ruth. What about Wang Xiaoyin in the past? If Ruth were not in her right mind, she could kill him with a single slap. Now, he can only stand at the door, loudly calling Ruth's name, begging her to stop.
At first, Ruth would listen for a moment, but later she stopped listening altogether and continued to rapidly attack Hou Ci's protective shield.
"Help...me!" Hou Ci cried out weakly again. The brownish-yellow light shield flickered a few times, about to disappear.
Wang Xiaoyin rushed to the center of the room, very close to Ruth, now within her detection range. She shook her head and let out a threatening roar at Wang Xiaoyin, a beastly killing intent locking onto him.
Wang Xiaoyin was a little tired from unleashing a strike beyond his strength, but stimulated by Ruth's bestiality, he strangely became more alert, as if an inexhaustible, bizarre power was surging from the depths of his soul, stronger and more intense than the power he had felt in the parking lot near the Wang family's residence.
His black eyes revealed a strange blue light, like a deep, bottomless abyss. His disheveled blue hair gradually unfurled, growing longer, each strand like a blue serpent, swaying and twisting. The hair instantly grew four or five meters long, eerily floating in mid-air. Ruth
let out a long howl, as if seriously threatened, abandoning Hou Ci and focusing all her attention on the strange state of Wang Xiaoyin. Golden hairs stood on end, emitting low, mournful whimpers, whether from fear or warning, it was unclear.
Hou Ci's true energy was long exhausted, sustained only by an unyielding belief in his inability to die. Now, suddenly finding the attack gone, his mind relaxed. He stared blankly at Wang Xiaoyin's awe-inspiring presence, then coughed up another mouthful of blood, collapsing unconscious.
His several-meter-long blue hair twisted violently, the strands that had been flowing behind him scattering wildly around him, tightly protecting his body. Wang Xiaoyin hissed wildly a few times, his eyes turning completely deep blue. One strand of hair struck the alloy door, locking it securely.
Ruth whimpered a few times, slowly retreating. On one hand, she felt fear from the opponent's powerful aura; on the other hand, deep down, she didn't want to fight Wang Xiaoyin, feeling that hurting him would be a grave mistake. It was this strange, complex psychology that made the usually proud and warlike Silver Fox royal family retreat.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoyin was in utter misery. He felt that this body was no longer under his control. His consciousness remained, but he could only watch this bizarre situation unfold. His body was completely controlled by that strange and domineering power. Even a glance from someone else was directed at him, not him.
Could it be the lewd spirit leopard possessing him? But he had never truly communicated with it, nor had he ever been controlled by it. Even when it first possessed him, he was still in control of his body; they could only command a part of his consciousness. Unlike today, he had become a true puppet.
Wang Xiaoyin recalled the age-old warning: before reaching the Xuan level, it is best not to be possessed by beast spirits. Even if you negotiate terms with them, there is a high chance that they will take over your body. Especially some insidious beast spirits, whose primary purpose is to possess a human body. Given the opportunity, they will devour a person's soul and control their body.
Ruth's retreat did not quiet Wang Xiaoyin; instead, he became even more lewd. His dark blue gaze swept over Ruth's tall, muscular body, especially her even more prominent breasts and rounder, plump buttocks after her transformation. It was a provocative gaze, a tangible provocation, like a caress, making Ruth gasp for breath. Her blood-red eyes gradually faded, returning to their normal color, but her beastly transformation remained.
Wang Xiaoyin was even more certain that it was the lewd spirit within him causing trouble. Even if he were a pervert, he wouldn't seduce a werewolf in its beast form, much less enjoy such bestiality. But… he saw “himself” gently extend a hand to Ruth, the blue demonic light in his eyes so intense it was dazzling. Ruth was mesmerized by this gaze, her eyes shimmering with desire, as if her body had melted into water, and she was pulled limply into “himself’s” embrace.
The fluttering, twisting blue hair made excited chirping sounds, as if its evil plan had succeeded, instantly becoming like steel wire, binding every part of Ruth, while the flexible ends peeked out, teasing Ruth’s sensitive spots with tiny circles. He threw her onto the soft bed in a spread-eagle position, back up, a few incredibly flexible blue hairs splitting into several places, arousing her exquisite desire. The overwhelming pleasure from the "Ten Thousand Books Bookstore"
made Wang Xiaoyin gasp. He could actually receive the pleasure he only experienced during sex through his hair. This strange pleasure seemed several times stronger than when he used a weapon; it was a sensation emanating from the depths of his soul, exciting him from the very core.
Ruth, still in her beast-like state, suddenly trembled, emitting a low moan. Her tall body abruptly stiffened, the muscles at the base of her thighs visibly spasming irregularly. Then, a clear, slightly viscous liquid spurted from her lower body, spraying several feet away. The next few spurts, closer in, soaked the snow-white sheets.
Seeing this, "Wang Xiaoyin" hissed with satisfaction, a flash of blue light in his eyes. A layer of water spread across his body, revealing his perfectly naked form. His expensive tuxedo turned to powder and vanished into thin air. The massive, monstrous weapon was fully revealed, erect like a snake, striking a lewd pose. Layers of spiraling flesh swelled open, covered in tiny barbs like a brush.
Wang Xiaoyin knew that only extreme arousal could produce this state, and in this state, even a slight movement would send the woman into a frenzy of orgasm, followed by a drowsy sleep. Normally, this state was impossible to achieve, and penetration was extremely difficult under these conditions. But now… he was using it on Ruth, and in her beastly state at that! How could Wang Xiaoyin possibly do it?
However, he didn't need to worry, because his body had already done it. Extremely excited, extremely perverse, he climbed onto the beastly Ruth, the teasing of her blue hair continuing, on her earlobes, neck, and lips.
In his mind, Wang Xiaoyin cursed the lewd spirit as worse than a beast, enjoying intense pleasure while feeling forced. Even though the body was his own, he still felt cheated. Ruth's beautiful body was meant for her alone; no one else even had the right to peep, let alone this lewd spirit who had stolen her right to execute him!
He forced his way in several more times, until Ruth's private parts were red and swollen, but still without success. Wang Xiaoyin secretly gloated, cursing the lewd spirit as an idiot, unable to even handle a woman. Just then, his brutal and imposing evil face suddenly changed, becoming extremely cunning and shrewd, like a weasel that had just stolen a dozen chicks. His bright, intelligent eyes shifted, and his large, muscular member became sharp and pointed. This transformation was like molding clay; even Wang Xiaoyin hadn't known his body could change like this.
Ruth let out a blissful moan, seemingly without the pain of losing her virginity. Only a few thin streaks of blood flowed out before she immediately returned to her original state, the state of extreme excitement. Ruth, who hadn't cried out in pain during her first act, now screamed loudly, a mixture of animal and human language, seemingly experiencing both extreme pleasure and extreme pain. The sounds grew louder and louder, a blend of feminine charm and bestial savagery, an indescribable lewdness that made the man on top of her hiss and drool.
From the moment Wang Xiaoyin's consciousness entered her body, it was sucked into an unfamiliar realm. All around was a boundless expanse of deep blue water, seemingly devoid of land, only a vast expanse of blue water. The sky was also blue, as blue as the water. In the center of this deep blue expanse, coiled a gigantic, monstrous serpent, its coiled body alone reaching over ten meters in height. It had two heads, four legs, fox-like limbs covered in bluish fur, and its tail coiled into a ball, slapping the water's surface with blissful pleasure. Its
two heads were held very high, each with a distinct temperament and expression: one fox-like cunning, the other regal majesty. The two heads had their eyes closed, their long blue whiskers twisted together, drool constantly dripping from them, clearly enjoying something incredibly pleasurable.
Wang Xiaoyin was very familiar with this giant snake; he often saw it in his dreams and at the Blue Demon's base. It was this snake that was controlling his current body, raping Ruth. If he saw another man with Ruth, Wang Xiaoyin might have already gone berserk, drawing his sword to kill them, but he felt no such anger towards them. Or perhaps he felt that it didn't matter which one was controlling his body, and besides, he was currently sharing in the pleasure of rape!
Wang Xiaoyin's consciousness sat on the water's surface, chin propped up, staring blankly at the enormous snake. Just as he was about to communicate with it, he suddenly saw the two heads begin to bite each other, shouting something as they bit. He could actually understand these words.
"Big brother, it's my turn to be the controller. I was the one who managed to enter Ruth's body. The pleasure of the sharer is less than a tenth of that of the controller. After all this time, it's my turn. Hurry up, move aside..." It was a soft, melodious voice coming from the cunning face, gentle and pleasant, as tender as a perfect lover despite the biting.
"Hmph, little brother, stop fooling around! I am the king of the Tanuki clan, and I have the right to enjoy the pleasures of women! Haha, ten thousand years ago, I wanted to play with a few silver wolves, but who knew they wouldn't come near the water, and we couldn't beat them on the shore... Haha, I never thought that after becoming a soul, I could still play with silver wolves through this clumsy boy's body. How exciting is this, especially since I'm playing with royalty among the silver wolves... Ugh, you bastard, if you bite me again, I won't be polite!" The other head had a dignified expression, but it was also radiating a lewd grin, dodging its brother's attacks while continuing to enjoy the pleasure of its fantasies.
Wang Xiaoyin suppressed the pleasure of the soul, holding his head and watching them fight. At the same time, he realized that the lewd spirits within him were not the same, but two. To be precise, it was one body with two consciousnesses. At this moment, he also found the main reason for his changeable personality. His cunning nature stems from one of his fox-like snake heads; his regal dignity comes from another head that calls itself the Fox-Snake King; and his melancholic and profound nature is inherent in him, cultivated from childhood.
The fox-like head shrieked in pain, "Big brother, you're cheating again! You always claim to be the Tanuki King to enjoy the spoils, but don't forget, we were born at the same time. I'm also the Tanuki King, I just didn't want to compete with you. Hand over the reins to me now, or I'll make you pay!"
"Hmph! I'm not afraid of your schemes. You have the guts to devour this stupid boy's soul and let him be king for a few days. But none of your bad ideas work. You've forced hundreds of our beautiful and charming concubines to surrender, to be raped and trained into sex slaves by this stupid boy. And they're gentle and not aggressive, easily assimilated by the souls of human women. Then I'll settle accounts with you and twist your head off!" The majestic snake head was furious, a hint of murderous intent emanating from it, mixed with a wonderful pleasure, making its expression extremely strange, especially on a snake's head—it could only be described as bizarre.
"Oh dear! You're blaming me now, but you agreed to it back then! After we became souls, he was the first man to fall into the Azure Pool in ten thousand years. Who else would we choose if not him? We were going crazy in that godforsaken place, spending all day with our hundreds of concubines, only able to communicate spiritually, never actually having sex! Heh, unlike now, even if I lurk deep in his soul, I can share in his sexual pleasure, especially when I occasionally hear my concubines' climaxing moans in ancient beast language. That wonderful feeling is something I haven't experienced in ten thousand years. You know that!" The effeminate snake head shouted even more sharply. While its elder brother was lost in thought, the blue light in its eyes suddenly intensified, forcefully seizing control. A beautiful expression immediately appeared on its face.
"Hmph! Don't be so smug, I let you have it on purpose! I don't blame you for what happened back then. With my ten thousand years of arduous cultivation, I thought we could easily seize anyone's soul. But it seems there were other guardian souls within him, and they were perfectly integrated. Even with our combined strength, we couldn't devour his soul. Today, for some reason, that guardian power suddenly weakened, giving us an opportunity. But this is only temporary, and we still can't break through the protective restrictions on his soul. Damn it, what bad luck! If it weren't for the servant residing within him, and a third-level servant at that, how could we be so useless! Even when we devoured more than a dozen Golden Immortals, we didn't suffer such a loss!"

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