Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 22

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Chapter 44 ◆ The Dragon Emerges from

the Sea Lu Liu flashed to my side and asked softly, "What is it?"

"Someone's there." I focused intently on the front, extending my reconnaissance to its maximum range.

Sang Yue and Xue Xin also quickly drew their guns in preparation.

"Little Dragon, who is it?" Aunt Twelve asked.

A car entered my reconnaissance range; unexpectedly, it was them.

Great! They were all safe and sound. They were King Kong, Ice Boy, Sonic Boom, Old Monk, Wind-Following Ear, Sleepyhead, Story, and Hundred Transformations—nine people in total. They were currently crammed into a small van, quite crowded, especially King Kong, who alone occupied the space of three people, looking rather comical. Sonic Boom was driving, heading in my direction.

How strange! How did they know we were there… or was it just a coincidence?

"It's Ice Boy and Old Monk," I smiled.

"Really? That's great!" Lu Liu, overjoyed, disappeared from my sight without saying a word, going to meet them.

My mother and my twelfth aunt, who were witnessing Lu Liu's special abilities for the first time, were stunned.

Through my narration, I learned that the "Heavenly Abyss" secret base had been severely damaged in the earthquake the previous night, resulting in many deaths. Furthermore, landslides and cave collapses had severed "Heavenly Abyss's" connection to the outside world. The survivors easily connected the recently departed "Lightning Strike" with the earthquake (divine intervention), concluding that leaving the military and living a free life was the best choice. They discussed their escape plan, with King Kong leading the way, traversing mountains and valleys, taking a whole day to descend. In Lishan City, the individuals with special abilities cooperated to infiltrate the military's blockade. Upon reaching Xiulin, my intuition led the way towards Taipei, while Fireman chose to head towards Kaohsiung alone.

"What about 'Lightning Madman'?" I asked.

"After you defeated him that day, he was seriously injured and was taken somewhere by the military for treatment," Ice Child replied.

“Oh!” I thought for a moment, then asked, “So what are your plans for the future?”

“We’ll see how it goes!” Sonic Boom replied.

“What about you? Where are you going?” Wind-Hear asked.

Before I could answer, Lu Liu interjected, “We’re going to Hong Kong! Do you want to come with us?”

“Going to Hong Kong…hmm…that’s a good option.” Old Monk pondered.

“Yes! Hong Kong is a free port; it can take us anywhere we want to go. It’s also a good place to hide; as the saying goes, true hermits live in the city.” Ice Child agreed.

King Kong, who wasn’t very good at expressing his opinions, also agreed, “Then I’ll go to Hong Kong!”

Twelve Aunt, who had been silent all along, tacitly approved of the new passenger. As for Mom and Auntie, seeing this group of strange and unfathomable people, they naturally didn’t dare to provoke them, and they were hoping they could help and take care of me.

And so, we boarded the ship on time.

With a wave of our hands, the ship’s horn sounded, and the “Changyang” container ship slowly left the harbor.

The tearful faces of my mother, twelfth aunt, and eldest aunt were deeply etched into my heart, almost making me abandon my plans to travel far away.

Although the higher-ranking people on the ship didn't know who we were, they understood the CEO's orders and dared not neglect them. They not only arranged the best accommodations for us but also strictly forbade any unauthorized personnel from disturbing us, making it feel like we weren't smuggling ourselves in at all. Just as

I was about to get a good night's sleep (I had another sleepless night), the excited Lu Liu dragged me to the deck to watch the sunrise.

Soon, everyone was pulled up by the nimble Lu Liu to watch the sunrise.

Watching the rising red sun over the sea, I felt a surge of heroic ambition, a sense of being about to travel the world and change it because of me, and a touch of enlightenment about life.

When everyone else was about to rest, Lu Liu remained enthusiastic, curiously touching and looking at everything, much to the annoyance of the sailors and first mate. Fortunately, she was a beautiful woman, so she wasn't too annoying.

And when I really wanted to sleep, I just couldn't.

King Kong and the others were on the ship; thinking about their special abilities, I felt a strong desire to have them myself. Although they were defeated by me, I vaguely knew that it was because they didn't have a very good grasp of their abilities, so they were a step slower than me in using them, or their power wasn't strong enough. But I knew that if I were to use their abilities, they would be much more powerful than theirs, and even if I wasn't as good as them now, my progress would definitely be faster. This wasn't blind confidence, but rather my admiration for my master's "Male Superiority Yang Gong," even to the point of worship.

It's a pity that Fireman isn't here, otherwise I would definitely have had the opportunity to learn from him. For now, I can only learn from Ice Boy and Old Monk.

While they are resting, I will first preview the essence and key points of "Flame Qi," "Ice Binding," "Whirlwind Explosion," "Soul Stealing," "Decomposition and Annihilation," "(Qi) Controlling Objects," "Mind (Controlling Objects)," and "Appearance and Shape Change."

"Flame Qi," as the name suggests, is to generate intense heat and attack all accessible targets through air (or true qi), which is equivalent to Fireman's superpower. The only difference is that "Flame Qi" is generated by the body's true qi being specially processed to drive the energy in space, producing high temperatures. Fire Man, on the other hand, directly controls the energy in space with his will to generate high temperatures. Logically, his speed and efficiency should be faster and higher than mine, but his will seems unable to control energy quickly enough. I, however, have an additional process using my own body's energy as a conductor and bridge, resulting in a better outcome than his (although I didn't defeat him with the same power as Fire Man at the time, by analogy, I believe that if I had learned to use Flame Qi to fight him, I would definitely have defeated him). This is like having a lever to pry something is better than not having one; my true qi is that lever and fulcrum. Therefore, having true qi as a foundation makes mastering the power of the universe more effective. If Ice Boy and Fire Man also learned to use true qi, would they be the same as me?

I gather and circulate my qi, and with focused intention, I quickly form two different temperatures within my body—extreme heat and extreme cold—but not yet to the level of Ice Boy and Fire Man.

When I tried to extend my influence to the external space, attempting to affect and manipulate the various forms of energy that were omnipresent in the universe, the results were consistently disappointing.

I didn't know if I hadn't grasped the nature of these energies, or if I simply knew nothing about them; the results were poor! Poor! Poor!

After much effort without progress, I gradually became frustrated and resorted to a well-known, clumsy method—the principle of heat conduction. I abandoned the idea of using cold and hot qi to influence and drive cosmic energy, instead using qi movement to drive heat energy from one side of the space to the other. This resulted in two balls of icy and fiery qi with vastly different temperatures appearing simultaneously before me, which restored my confidence, and I even smugly compared myself to Ice Child and Fire Man.

If Ice Child were like me, she could be both Ice Child and Fire Man at the same time, but she wasn't, which meant she didn't use the principle of heat conduction like I was doing now…

"Whoosh!" A soft explosion.

The sudden burst of flames jolted me awake. The ball of fire in front of me exploded, and I instinctively leaned back, conjuring a barrier of internal energy that barely blocked the explosion. However, most of the items in the room, including the gift I had prepared for Aunt Jiu, weren't so lucky; they were either burned or charred. If I had been a tenth of a second slower, my hair and eyebrows would have been gone.

I quickly removed the air around the burning objects, extinguishing the fire instantly, without even a wisp of smoke.

Hearing the commotion next door, Sang Yue rushed in, pistol in hand, but was stunned by the mangled state of the furniture and belongings.

In the end, everyone except Lu Liu arrived, but they all stared at me as if I were a monster, making me quite embarrassed.

Jin Gang's words almost made me die laughing. He asked, "Are you cooking something to eat?" (He's really a bit dim-witted.)

I ignored him and said to Bingwa, "I have something to say to you."

Everyone else tactfully left, but Jin Gang added, "You're so stingy, only calling Bingwa when there's good food."

While Bingwa and I chuckled, I was furious and cursed, "I'll kick you to death..." and raised my leg to kick.

Jin Gang, seeing things were going badly, quickly ran away, but it seemed he knocked the door askew.

"What is it? Speak!" Bingwa said very generously, her beauty on full display.

"Hehe! I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead!"

"I have three questions: First, were your special abilities innate from childhood?" Seeing her nod, I added another question: "Can you be like the Fire Man?"

"No! I've thought about that question, especially after meeting the Fire Man, I've done some research, but I just can't do it like her, and likewise, the Fire Man can't do it like me. Logically speaking, the Fire Man and I belong to the same type of two extreme powers, but we just can't possess them at the same time."

"Oh! Then second, how do you freeze things? Do you imagine what it looks like when it's frozen? Or..."

"Yes! When I was little, the refrigerator broke down once, and all my favorite ice cream melted. I was so anxious I almost cried, so I really wanted the ice cream to freeze immediately. And wouldn't you know it, after a while, it actually worked! The liquid ice cream gradually froze. At the time, I thought I had moved some deity, and they were secretly helping me. But later, I slowly realized that it was actually my own thoughts and imagination. Later I learned that it was willpower that gave me this incredible special ability."

"Oh! I see! What's your lowest temperature record?"

"Minus 176 degrees Celsius."

"Wow! That's amazing!"

"That's nothing. I heard that people with special abilities in the US can even reach -257 degrees Celsius."

"Wow! That's incredible? This… I didn't expect the US to have such special abilities."

"They started researching this earlier than us, and their technology is more advanced, so…"

"So, all countries have people with special abilities and research institutions in this area?"

"Of course, it's just that the research levels differ from country to country."

"Oh... then see how good my abilities are." With that, I "created" two more air masses in front of us. But this time, just in case, I created a large, inert balloon barrier supported by true energy around them, enveloping the two air masses, one cold and one hot.

"Huh? You can do that too... wait a minute! Yours... is different from ours!" Ice Baby Daisy exclaimed in surprise.

"Hehe! It is different, but don't worry about that for now. Can you help me see how low my temperature is?" I trusted her knowledge and sensitivity to low temperatures; she could probably estimate the temperature I created based on her experience. Meanwhile, I continued to raise the temperature.

"I'm dizzy! What kind of method is this? Using something like this..." "

Don't laugh! Quickly help me see how low it is!"

"About minus forty degrees!"

"Really? Don't discourage me!"

"Why would I lie to you?"

After a quick comparison, I knew she was right! Sigh! So disheartening... I've tried my best, but...

I let go of my efforts, feeling utterly listless.

"What's wrong?" Ice Girl smiled.

"Nothing," I said, forcing back my discomfort.

"Forget it! Don't take it to heart. You should look at it this way: you, who can only create temperatures of -40 degrees Celsius, managed to beat me, someone who can create temperatures of -176 degrees Celsius. You should be proud of yourself."

Yes! She was absolutely right. Although I might not be as good as her in some areas, I'm better than her in many others. Besides, I'm new to this field, and I believe that after some time, I won't lose to her. My mood brightened instantly, and my confidence returned.

So I said, "Then help me assess the high temperature I created." The two visible gas clouds reappeared before my eyes.

"90 degrees... Hmm! 110 degrees... Keep it up!" Ice Girl encouraged me.

I had already given it my all.

"130 degrees... Can it go any higher?" Ice Girl asked.

"It can, but..."

"But what?"

"There might be danger."

"Oh? What kind of danger? I'd like to see it." It seems she'd seen a lot with Fire Man.

"Alright then!" Actually, the high-temperature gas cloud I made only contained carbon dioxide gas; the hydrogen and oxygen gases had already been completely removed, and the inert gas was placed on the outer layer of the gas cloud as a precaution. Now, in order to generate high temperatures, I need to use hydrogen and oxygen to cause a chemical reaction. I don't know what the consequences will be; I only know that the main fuel for the American space shuttle is hydrogen and oxygen. But I don't know their composition ratio, so just in case, I'll add a little less.

Hmm? Why isn't there a reaction? The hydrogen and oxygen in the gas cloud haven't reacted at all; they remain separate. I glanced at Bingwa, and I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

I couldn't help but add a little more, trying to save face in front of the beauty.

But still no reaction… What's going on? I have the high temperature, the oxidizer, and the combustible material, so why isn't there a chemical reaction? To generate even higher temperatures!

Add some more…

"Boom!" A loud explosion, and a sea of fire appeared before my eyes.

Having learned from my previous experience, I remained vigilant for a moment. Seeing the danger, I immediately strengthened my inner energy barrier to protect us both. However, the massive shockwave still slammed us against the wall.

The door was also blasted away, turning to ash before hitting the opposite wall. The furniture, carpet, and the gift I had prepared for Aunt Jiu, which had only just begun to burn, were now completely gone, like the door, vanished forever. The exposed steel ceiling, floor, and walls resembled burning planks, the remaining blackish-brown carbonaceous material likely being iron oxide.

Thankfully, I hadn't brought more hydrogen and oxygen, or they might have actually burned through the deck.

Seeing Bingwa staring blankly at everything, I roughly understood what had happened.

This time, the commotion even attracted the captain's attention.

Lu Liu, who had been enjoying herself, appeared at this moment. She scratched her head and asked, "What happened?"

Bingwa, who had just come to her senses, was about to answer when I interrupted, "Just now, something this big..." I gestured, "a ball lightning bolt flew in from outside, and this is what happened."

"Ball lightning?" King Kong also scratched his head.

"In this kind of weather... ball lightning?" The captain was skeptical.

"Yeah! I also think it's strange!"

"Is it true?" Sonic Boom asked Bingwa.

"This... uh... it's true." Still shaken, Bingwa lowered her head and replied.

But everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces, and even so, no one stood up to question it.

As for me, making the same mistake twice was really quite frustrating.

After that incident, Bingwa kept her distance from me, even sitting far away during lunch.

I knew she was embarrassed to face me, since she was the one who caused the second accident, though I also bore some responsibility.

"Young Master Hua, are you…?" Lu Liu was about to ask when I gestured for her to stop, reminding her not to address me like that in public (actually, there were no outsiders present, but I wanted her to get into the habit). She quickly corrected herself, "Young Master Long, were you practicing some kind of martial art just now?" "

Yes!" I flashed up to her, smiling, "I was practicing 'Lightning Speed,' how about it? Not worse than you, right?"

"Hehe! Far from it." Lu Liu had moved behind me and patted my shoulder. If it weren't for the old monks, I think she would have patted my buttocks.

I immediately retorted, playfully fighting back and forth, even skipping my meal.

Like ghosts, we darted in and out of the restaurant, a speed contest.

Everyone present was stunned (I guessed they couldn't believe I could move as fast as Lu Liu), thankfully there were no outsiders present.

But who knew, I was indeed a beat slower than Lu Liu, so I repeatedly suffered setbacks, getting slapped countless times by her. But I wasn't angry; instead, it fueled my competitive spirit. I calmed myself, circulating my inner energy throughout my body, gradually entering the initial state of oneness with nature.

The wind was me, and I was the wind.

Gradually, I became evenly matched with her; she couldn't hit me, and I couldn't hit her.

But after a while, she began to tire, and her speed slowed down.

"I'm not playing anymore! Humph!" Lu Liu scoffed, but she wasn't actually unhappy at all.

She hadn't really lost to me; she had lost in terms of endurance and stamina. It was like I was slightly inferior in the 100-meter dash, but she was slower than me in the marathon. It seemed Lu Liu's strength couldn't last. A woman is a woman, after all, and besides, I'm a different kind of person.

Should I think of a way to improve her stamina, and maybe

cultivate other aspects as well... and also train Cai Xing and the others properly...

and even Bing Wa, that mixed-race beauty...

hehe...

Bing Wa immediately turned her head away when she saw me looking at her.

"Good lad! So powerful, good! Let me compete with you, but you're not allowed to use any... other... tricks, we'll just compete in strength, how about it?" King Kong came over and said.

Ugh! This guy is an arm's length taller than me, weighs at least three times as much as me, his arms are thicker than my thighs, and his muscles are tougher than military tires. Even though I have "Male Superiority Yang Gong" to rely on, I can't easily lift a car right now! And (I just heard Sonic Boom and the others laughing and talking) this guy once easily overturned a tank. If I were to compete with you in strength now, I'd have to be crazy.

But just as I was about to refuse, Sonic Boom shouted, "Little handsome guy! What? Scared?" Hundred Transformations, Wind-Following Ears, and Sleepy Bug also joined in the jeering. It seems they all wanted to see me make a fool of myself to avenge the humiliation of losing to me.

"Alright! Let's compete! Who's afraid of who?" I finally couldn't resist the provocation.

"Okay! What should we compete in? Tell me!" King Kong said smugly, rubbing his hands together, eager to show me what's what.

Brute force won't work, but I can outsmart you, hmph! Don't underestimate your big size, I'll show you the power of "Male Supremacy Yang Gong," I can… "Then let's compete in weightlifting!" I smiled.

"What should we lift?" King Kong laughed.

"Lift yourself!"

"What? Lift yourself? How do you lift yourself?" King Kong scratched his bald head.

"How you lift yourself doesn't matter, the only requirement is that you must grab your own body with both hands and lift your body off the ground for ten seconds, meaning only your elbows and arms are allowed to touch the ground."

"How do I do that?" King Kong gestured the posture, but couldn't get it right, finally saying, "You do it first and let me see."

I easily lay down, supporting myself on my elbows, supporting my body with my palms, and lifting my feet off the ground, making my body a straight line parallel to the ground.

Jingang said, "I can do that too." He tried to imitate me, but clumsily couldn't balance his body (either top-heavy or crooked), and couldn't hold the position for more than ten seconds.

Seeing his ridiculous and pitiful state, I lowered the difficulty, having him land on his arms while still supporting his body with his palms.

This time he easily learned, but he immediately forgot the pain and became smug, showing off to me, "How about that? I can do it too, right?"

I laughed and scolded, "Okay! Can you do it like this?" I flipped backward, instantly reaching the wall, lightly stepping onto it with my feet, then slapping the ground with my palms, supporting myself as I pushed off with my feet, and immediately shot across, almost in a straight line to the opposite wall. Actually,

it was a corner; I gently pressed my hands down, pushed off with my feet on the other side of the wall, and began running along the wall as if it were flat ground.

In this huge restaurant, I completed a lap in just two and a half seconds. Of course, if we're talking about speed, I could use Lu Liu's lightning speed, but this is about endurance and graceful posture.

Ten seconds later, I landed steadily in the center of the restaurant. Everyone's mouths gaped open, even Sang Yue and Cai Xing were no exception.

While I was pleased with myself, I was also used to their astonishment.

The first to speak was the old monk, who said, "We didn't lose unjustly."

Jin Gang also said frankly, "I'm completely convinced!"

Lu Liu's eyes lit up with admiration, but one of her questions almost made me faint. She asked, "Young Master Long, can you fly?"

I quickly replied, "No! No! I'm not a bird." I had no idea what she would ask me to do next; it was all my fault for showing off.

"No! Try it! You can do this, you can definitely fly!" Lu Liu grabbed my arm, shaking it coquettishly.

"Okay, okay! I'll try." I shook my head, helplessly starting to use my internal energy again. Sigh! Who told me to provoke such a beautiful woman?

I practiced diligently, reviewing all the knowledge and insights I had gained about "lightness skill."

Lightness skill is essentially movement, a more challenging form of movement. The method of manipulating objects with true qi can also be applied to lightness skill, treating oneself as the object being controlled, using true qi for support and propulsion.

Hmm! It really works.

I stepped onto the true qi as if it were solid ground, and my entire body truly soared into the air, startling even myself. This was something I could never have done before, yet I had accomplished it.

A chorus of "Wow!"s filled the air.

I immediately felt the need to conceal my true strength; as the saying goes, diligence brings results, while acting is pointless. It was better to be cautious. I pretended to run out of energy and fell down. Before anyone could speak, I said, "I'm full, I'm leaving now," and without giving them any chance to ask questions, I dashed out the door.

"You were so cool just now," Lu Liu was still reveling in the moment, completely unconcerned that I had given up halfway.

I tightened my embrace around her and chuckled, "What's the big deal? You can do it too."

"Really? Can I?" Lu Liu turned around, pressing herself against me, not at all worried about her chest feeling the strain.

"Yes! Given time, you definitely can." I believed that with her speed, she could make up for her shortcomings, plus my guidance and nurturing…

"Great! Young Master Hua... um... can I call you Young Master Hua now?" The lovely Lu Liu, seeing me nod, was overjoyed and a little aroused, saying, "Young Master Hua! I love you so much! Now I really want to... make love with you..." Her face flushed as she spoke, but her gaze became even more affectionate, firm, and courageous.

"Okay! You little wildcat, you've made me itchy too." I reached for her lower body.

As soon as we left the restaurant, Lu Liu followed me here to see the sea. Now we were standing at the bow of the ship (the iconic position of the male and female protagonists in *Titanic*).

Looking at the sea from here, it truly felt like flying over the ocean; it was clear that Lu Liu also really enjoyed that feeling.

But now, what she needed most was the release of her pent-up desires, completely oblivious to the two pairs of eyes watching through binoculars 280 meters behind her on the bridge, while everyone else was either working in the engine room or discussing me and my incredible abilities in the mess hall (among them, Sonic Boom and Sleepyhead were the most indignant, saying that I was not only stronger than them, but also more handsome, lamenting the injustice of fate).

Only Lu Liu and I were secretly enjoying ourselves under the scorching sun and in the sea breeze.

Entertainment and self-improvement were happening simultaneously. Unbeknownst to Lu Liu, my true energy was cleansing her entire body, improving her weaknesses and strengthening her existing strengths.

"Strange! Why don't I feel tired or fatigued at all?" Lu Liu, her face flushed and panting, asked in surprise, seemingly comparing it to her previous experiences.

"Really? Hehe! Isn't this even better?"

"Of course it's better...hehe...it's just...I feel...when I'm with you, it's like...it's like I've changed in some way..." A woman's sensitivity finally made Lu Liu realize that her constitution was different from before.

“Of course things change. Before, you were a girl; now you're a woman!”

Lu Liu slapped me and spat, “Shameless! Seducing me… Now you're getting the better deal and acting innocent…” But she clung to me even tighter.

I secretly felt wronged; who seduced whom? Oh well, taking a loss is a gain, right? “Hehe! Do you like me seducing you?”

“Mmm… You're so naughty…” Lu Liu became even more coquettish.

And I moved even more vigorously.

But at this moment, Bingwa finished her discussion with the old monk and the others, and stepped out of the cabin alone, just in time to see us tightly embracing and kissing. Fortunately, the distance was far enough, and there were no binoculars like the captain's or first mate's, so they probably just thought we were embracing and kissing, and nothing more.

Bingwa snorted and turned away, no longer looking in my direction. From her breathing and expression, I could only tell that she was jealous. So she cared about me…

I quickly stopped what I was doing and whispered in Lu Liu’s ear, “Bingwa is watching us.”

“Ah!” Lu Liu immediately snapped out of it, turned her head to look, and said shyly, “Oh no! Sister Daisha saw everything.”

Ugh! Not just your Sister Daisha, but the captain and the first mate too. “It’s okay, she can’t see anything from this distance.”

“No, we…” Lu Liu kissed me again on the lips and apologized, “That’s enough! I’m leaving now.” Without waiting for me to finish, she pulled away, her pants instantly back to normal.

“Hey! I’m not done yet.” I protested.

“It’s none of my business… Hehehe…” Lu Liu laughed happily and smugly, and after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned back, saying, “Do you want me to help you pursue Sister Daisha?”

Hearing this, I knew that Lu Liu was not jealous of any other woman, but rather hoped to have more allies to fight against me, this tireless lecher. I laughed, "No need for now, I'll try it myself! If you want to help, hide first."

"Okay! You..." Lu Liu stomped her foot playfully.

I pretended to pull open the collar of my clothes that was covering my treasure, "scaring" Lu Liu so much that she took off running, disappearing from my sight at normal speed. But I knew she was hiding behind that hatch, ready to watch how I conquered Ice Girl.

I quickly straightened my clothes and walked towards Ice Girl.

From Ice Girl's nervous look, she definitely knew I was coming towards her. She seemed to want to leave, but for some reason her legs wouldn't move. At this moment, she was trying her best to pretend to be nonchalant, looking at the sea, as if she didn't know I was approaching.

"Hello!" I greeted her.

"Hello! You're here?" She seemed to have just noticed me. "I'm sorry

! Daisy."

"Why are you apologizing?" Daisy asked curiously.

"I just put you in danger, I'm really sorry."

"That's not your fault, I should be the one apologizing, I made you..."

"No!" Sigh! Does picking up girls require saying "I'm sorry" so many times to appear more gentlemanly and make it easier? "Actually, I've already had this experience once (the truth is, I only understood what happened the first time after the second experience), yet I still put you in danger. I really... if anything happened to you, I would never have peace of mind for the rest of my life (this kind of line seems to appear frequently in many romantic dramas and novels, especially Qiong Yao's works. But my feelings right now seem genuine, because if a masterpiece of creation were damaged because of me, I really wouldn't forgive myself. But what if it were an ugly monster, or a Japanese devil?). Thankfully, you're alright." I looked at Bingwa with a very handsome, gentle, and affectionate expression.

"Forget it! Let's not talk about this." Daisha changed the subject, saying, "Do you know how high the temperature you just created?"

"How high!" I genuinely didn't know; it wasn't that I was pretending to be inquisitive to pick up girls, or giving beautiful women a chance to show off.

"At least 6000 degrees!"

I exclaimed in surprise, "No way? That high?"

"Yes! Actually, I didn't have time to measure the temperature at the time, and even if I had, I wouldn't have been able to determine how high it was. I could only judge from the shape and color of the iron oxide that was produced. I guessed that the temperature it produced was over 6000 degrees."

"Wow! That's so cool! I'm actually that amazing! Hehe..."

"Yeah! Even more amazing than a fireman!"

I knew the truth was not like that. Although the beauty's praise made me feel flattered, I still had my own self-awareness. My understanding and control of fire, which represents high temperatures, was still very basic. The two dangerous situations that occurred this morning were actually warnings to me: those who play with fire should be careful. But I replied, "Compared to you, my (cooling ability) is far inferior."

"You want to surpass me?"

"Yes!"

"Heh! You men just want to be invincible."

"That's right, besides their innate competitiveness, men also have a strong sense of male chauvinism, like male monkeys and lions in nature..."

"What? You think I'm..." Bingwa hesitated, too embarrassed to continue.

"That's right! I had feelings for you back in Tianhe..."

"Really? What about Lu Liu? I..."

"Her? Heh! Just now, she offered to help me seduce you."

"What? Is that true..." Daisha exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes! This world is full of strange things, who knows what she's thinking." I was just pretending.

"And what about you? What did you say to her?"

"Of course I don't need her help, I can handle my own affairs."

"I didn't agree to let you seduce me..."

"It's okay, dating is a process from one-sided to mutual attraction, I'm confident in myself." Ugh, talking to me like that is practically flirting. "

You're shameless! You're really something..." Daisy glanced at me, embarrassed to continue, as if she didn't want to compare me to a horse, trying to save my face. She turned away, changing the subject, "Who exactly are you? You have so many strange abilities."

"The name I told you is real, as for my strange abilities, they're from training."

"Oh? Superpowers can be trained?" Daisy was intrigued.

To woo her, I had to tell her the truth, but I concealed the fact that the "Male Supremacy Yang Technique" had the effect of replenishing yang through yin and my current true strength (actually, I didn't know my true strength either).

After learning the truth, Daisy became even more curious and interested, immediately asking if I could teach her the "Male Supremacy Yang Technique."

"Sure! You want to learn?"

"Yes!"

"Alright then!" As soon as I finished speaking, I quickly appeared in front of her and sealed her lips with a kiss.

Daisy seemed momentarily stunned, letting me take advantage of her.

When she came to her senses and tried to struggle, I held her tightly. I said through my throat, "Don't move! Relax, I'm checking your body." But Daisy continued to move, only appearing weak and powerless in my embrace.

I channeled some air into her body, which she could feel, and as it flowed gently, it gradually soothed her embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, just as Daisy not only let go of herself but became more proactive and passionate, a fast ship appeared in my senses, coming from the south. Judging from its course and speed, it was heading straight for my container ship. Because I could clearly see who was on board.

On the surface, they and their boat were fishermen and fishing vessels, but in reality, the ship was equipped with several high-powered propulsion systems, advanced radar, and weapons for killing and destroying ships. Judging from their ethnicity and appearance, they were either Filipinos or Indonesians, so I concluded they were infamous Southeast Asian pirates… Also, there were their weapons and various valuables in the ship's secret compartments, including two surviving hostages: a man and a woman, seemingly siblings.

The sister, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was Asian, possibly Chinese, and very beautiful. Unfortunately, she was tied up and hung up, looking extremely disheveled and miserable, as her skirt was torn in half. She was currently angrily cursing the pirates in English. The brother, about eleven or twelve years old, was also tied up, but his face was being trampled under a pirate's foot, apparently used to threaten his sister into submission. He was currently crying out in pain.

I guessed these two siblings must have come from wealthy families to have survived this long. Southeast Asian pirates are notoriously ruthless, often leaving no survivors when they hijack ships for loot. Therefore, even if someone is known to be a pirate, there's often no evidence to bring them to justice, as they are adept at destroying bodies in shipwrecks. For decades, these cunning Southeast Asian pirates have roamed freely. My grandfather said that some pirates are anti-government armed groups or guerrillas from various Southeast Asian countries, and sometimes the navies of these countries even dabble in piracy (this is my grandfather's guess). A few years ago, one of Hua's cargo ships disappeared en route to Europe in Southeast Asia. It wasn't until two years ago that the sunken cargo ship was found on the seabed near the Southeast Asian shipping lanes, and the crew's remains were nowhere to be found.

Now these pirates have even come to the Chinese seas! What's going on? This is an international shipping lane with very frequent ship traffic. What are they trying to do?

Are they after Hua's company's goods? Or are they after me?

Hmph! They're courting death.

Even if I weren't here, Lu Liu and Bingwa could handle these pirates.

Fine! Since you choose the path to hell when there's one, I'll send you to hell!

"No—" Amidst the suffering young lady's agonizing screams, a pirate stepped forward to tear off her underwear.

I could no longer hold back. Without a second thought, I channeled my inner energy, a chilling surge of true qi swiftly penetrating the pirate's body, instantly freezing his hands and feet. However, due to inertia, his filthy hands were already within reach of the young lady, and tearing off her underwear was now impossible.

Things happened too fast. The pirate stared at his hands in bewilderment, not understanding what was happening. His hands and feet were not only numb with cold, as if they weren't his own, but something terrible was about to happen.

"Haha! Are you shy…?" "Hurry up! Strip this little beauty naked!" "Hey! What are you daydreaming about?" "…" The pirates nearby, oblivious to anything amiss, continued to cheer and jeer.

Then, with a bloodcurdling scream, the frozen pirate crashed to the ground. His frozen feet, unable to support his weight any longer, had shattered into pieces, like broken ice, only red but without blood.

All the pirates in the cabin were stunned, even the brother and sister were terrified by this sudden, horrific scene.

One of the faster-recovering pirates tried to rush out the door, whether to escape or report to the leader in the cockpit, but after two steps, he too collapsed, smashing into icy fragments upon impact.

Now, all the pirates, whether recovered or even more terrified, scrambled to escape this bizarre hell, but they all only managed two steps before meeting the same fate. This time,

however, they didn't die so easily, or rather, they suffered a fate worse than death; their limbs were shattered, a truly gruesome sight. If there is a hell, and a punishment of freezing, then this must be hell.

"What's wrong?" Ice Girl asked curiously, kissing my chest muscles. She was annoyed that I had suddenly stopped our intimacy.

I pointed to the distant horizon and said, "There's a Southeast Asian pirate ship over there."

"Oh?" Ice Girl turned to look and indeed saw the ship I mentioned. But she asked curiously, "How do you know it's a pirate ship? And from Southeast Asia?"

"I recognize this pirate ship. It once robbed and killed the crew of my Hua's Shipping Company."

"Ah? What should we do? Should we call the police?" Ice Girl looked around, then lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

I didn't tease her, and laughed, "Why call the police! We can handle it."

"Yes!" Ice Girl then remembered who she was. It was clear she rarely engaged in killing or using force to solve problems, so she hadn't developed the habit of using her powers so readily.

"Can you freeze that ship?" I wanted to see the true power of her abilities.

Ice Girl glanced at the pirate ship, then at me, and said, "So far? How is that possible?"

I was immediately puzzled. Did special abilities really have spatial limitations? What was the difference between near and far? Why could I do it but she couldn't? What was the reason…?

In the end, I could only conclude that her method of use, her thinking, and even her confidence were problematic. "You try! I think you can." Actually, I was the one with the problem. Based on my current strength, I could only sense and control things up to 5 nautical miles away. Beyond that, I felt my energy was insufficient. Of course, sometimes (usually when I was furious or extremely happy), I could perform exceptionally well, sensing things up to 6 nautical miles away.

"Alright! I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee success." Ice Girl indeed focused her gaze on the distance, and a strange energy continuously gathered around her, growing stronger and stronger.

But when she transformed it into icy energy and attacked the pirate ship, she felt it was like a drop in the ocean, powerless, or rather, completely ineffective.

Strange! Logically, her ability should be less affected by distance than my true energy. How could this be?

"Hurry! The pirates are going to kill us to silence us..." I blurted out.

To my surprise, the effect was immediate. Ice Child's weak and feeble icy aura suddenly became immensely powerful, rushing towards the pirate ship with incredible speed and frigid chill, giving me quite a fright. If this icy aura had struck the pirate ship, not only would the pirates be doomed, but the siblings would certainly have perished as well.

I quickly used the true energy I had stored on the pirate ship to create three layers of protective shields for the siblings.

What a close call! Just as I finished creating the three layers of shields, the pirate ship, along with the surrounding seawater and even the air, froze. It was incredibly timely; a second later, or even a fraction of a second later, and the siblings would have died instantly from extreme cold, like all the pirates. The water in their bodies swelled due to the freezing, making each pirate appear somewhat swollen.

I don't know the exact temperature Ice Child generated this time, only that the engine oil had solidified, and some of the weight-bearing metal supports on the ship had broken and collapsed under the weight. Fortunately, most of the ship's components were still relatively sturdy; otherwise, the siblings would have been buried under the deck. This was far more powerful than what I had done.

"Stop! There are hostages!"

"Huh?" The Ice Child, now conscious, immediately stopped the attack, looking nervously at the ship, and asked anxiously, "Is there...?"

"It's alright! It's alright!" I reassured them, not only removing the protective shield but also creating an air passage so the siblings could breathe normally.

At that moment, due to the force of the sea, there was a slight sway, and the standing and sitting Ice Pirates, due to the imbalance of gravity, tilted and fell onto the deck. I knew things were going to be bad; these Ice Pirates would surely be smashed to pieces upon hitting the deck, and if the siblings saw it, they would probably live in nightmares for the rest of their lives. I quickly subdued them.

The next moment, the unconscious siblings and a large pile of gold and silver treasures floated towards my direction on a large ice floe.

But they hadn't gone far when the pirate ship disintegrated under my influence and sank into the sea along with the ice floe.

At the same time, my ship's first mate reported to the captain in astonishment that a ship at ten o'clock had suddenly disappeared from the radar and sight.

The captain, still somewhat skeptical, peered through his binoculars and spotted a white, ice-like object drifting towards them, seemingly carrying two people.

Rubbing his eyes, he muttered in disbelief, "Strange! That thing seems to have a motor... What's going on?"

By the time the captain ordered his men to pull the unconscious siblings, who had drifted close, from the ice, the gold and silver treasures had already climbed aboard from the other side of the ship and entered an empty box.

The siblings were settled and looked after, though still unconscious.

The monks, hearing that two people had been rescued from the sea, went to visit them.

Lu Liu was also drawn to the scene.

I, however, took Bingwa to an empty room for some affection.

The siblings finally woke up in the evening.

But when they recounted their ordeal (they were called Chu Ling and Chu Feng, from Hong Kong. Two days prior, their family was sailing on a yacht when they were suddenly attacked by a pirate ship disguised as a distressed fishing vessel. Their father, Chu Tai, was killed on the spot, their mother was gang-raped and killed, and they were thrown into the sea along with two maids. The yacht was looted of all valuables and then sunk. As for why they weren't killed by the pirates, the pirates said they wanted to use the siblings as hostages to extort money from their uncle. But today, for some reason, the pirates first severed their limbs, then froze the boat and the people inside. Strangely, they were unharmed, and later they knew nothing more, waking up on our ship) and what they had seen and heard, few people believed them.

Bingwa and I understood, but we didn't say anything, just held hands affectionately under the table. Sang Yue and Jin Gang gave us strange looks.

The next evening, Hong Kong came into view.

Thanks to the captain's report, Hong Kong paramedics and police were already waiting at the Stonecutters Island pier.

My superpowered team and I hid in a concealed cabin.

Late at night, the pier was still busy, but there were no eyes and ears to be wary of.

However, as we all prepared to disembark in the crew uniforms the captain had provided, I suddenly felt like I was being watched.

Chapter 45 ◆ Pearl of the Orient (Part 1)

This felt a lot like my experience on the Diaoyu Islands.

But this time, I didn't run away. I used my sensory abilities to meticulously scan every detail within my perceptible area.

Only then did I realize my carelessness. It turned out that besides the 48 publicly visible surveillance cameras inside and outside the pier, there were 168 other cleverly disguised surveillance cameras. Their disguise had fooled me, even though I had been using my sensory abilities to detect the pier since the ship entered the port. For example, in that corner of the shipping container, a place that would normally be perfect for clandestine activities, a passionate open-air sex scene was unfolding. Three black sailors and three prostitutes (one a hot blonde, one possibly of Chinese descent, and the other clearly a Southeast Asian beauty) were engaged in a passionate encounter, completely exposed by two small, sophisticated surveillance cameras hidden under two seemingly old and dim lights. And if I'm not mistaken, the two unidentified objects below were listening devices. If so, any lewd sounds uttered by the three men and three women would be clearly heard.

There were also several larger and longer unidentified cameras (more advanced than those at the Tianhe base) that seemed to have special functions… They were placed along the route where cargo passed by… Ah! I know, they must be special ultraviolet, infrared, or thermal sensors.

Now I understood. Such sophisticated and meticulous surveillance technology must be a state-sponsored operation, and currently, only the Hong Kong government, or more precisely, the British government, or the British intelligence service in the Far East, could operate on such a large scale in Hong Kong. Their purpose was simply to monitor anyone or any organization entering or leaving Hong Kong with malicious intent. I'd heard from Sang Yue that Hong Kong, being a free port, is a melting pot of all sorts of people, a crucial hub for East-West exchange, and one of the most active regions for intelligence personnel worldwide, much like Casablanca during World War II. Moreover, Hong Kong is set to return to the mainland next year, and both China and Britain are striving to maximize their own interests. Therefore, in this sensitive period, Hong Kong, known as the Pearl of the Orient, harbors many unstable factors, as many countries are unwilling to see a rising Eastern power grow stronger.

I lowered my hat and tried to keep my head down as much as possible. I could have destroyed these surveillance cameras directly, but I was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so I decided to let it slide.

"Don't look up or around; there are surveillance cameras everywhere," I whispered to the people in front of and behind me.

Everyone tacitly understood and cleverly concealed their appearances, some even chatting naturally as they walked, occasionally bursting into laughter, though many were busy scratching their heads and faces to hide their discomfiture.

The only striking figure was King Kong's massive frame, and the huge wooden crate he carried on his shoulder made us "sailors" stand out from the crowd—something I only noticed as I descended the gangway.

But there was no turning back now, so we continued forward.

The surveillance cameras were so thorough, with virtually no blind spots; anyone trying to enter or leave the dock would be scanned at least a dozen times. Should I let the people hiding behind these cameras know about the pirate loot in the crate? I was planning to use it to house King Kong and his crew. If those behind the cameras coveted the valuables in the crate, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble; after all, people in this world are more driven by self-interest than by public duty.

Well then! I'll destroy it all, whatever the trouble, bring it on!

In a flash, I severed all the underground bus and power lines connecting all the surveillance cameras to the port, rendering all the surveillance inside the port immediately ineffective.

I didn't tell King Kong and the others that we didn't need to worry about the surveillance cameras anymore; otherwise, they would have had to rack their brains and explain how I did it. Hiding my true strength was much more advantageous.

As we approached the exit, a port official who had just received a phone call peeked out from the duty room, but before he could even see us clearly, he fainted. He had been ordered by his superiors to come out and investigate.

King Kong and the others, seeing that I seemed oblivious, understood and walked past us as if the person on the ground wasn't human.

Since it was late, the buses had stopped running, but there were many taxis passing by. However, with so many of us, taking a taxi would be too conspicuous and easily attract attention. So I pointed to a truck parked on the side of the road (the owner was nowhere to be found), and everyone understood and headed towards it.

For people like us, getting a car was a piece of cake.

"Wait a minute, let's not go to Kowloon, let's go to the New Territories instead," I suddenly said. Aunt Jiu lived in Clear Water Bay, and to avoid causing her trouble, I chose the opposite direction.

Sang Yue, the driver, didn't ask why, only, "Which way?"

I knew what she meant. There were two roads leading to the New Territories: north and west. Going east led to Kowloon (further east was Clear Water Bay). "Tsuen Wan! Can you find a quieter place?" I believed that Sang Yue, being an assassin, must be very familiar with Hong Kong, and it was very likely that her organization had branches and hideouts here.

Sang Yue nodded, turned the car around, and headed west.

On the way, we encountered motorcycle gangs, recklessly speeding. Several cars almost hit our truck. Luckily, I was there, saving them their lives and sparing us unnecessary trouble.

At a fork in the road leading uphill in Tsuen Wan, Sang Yue dropped us off. She told us to take the road uphill, and she would follow later (apparently to find a place to dump the truck).

The house Sang Yue found for us was indeed secluded, so secluded (it seemed like no one had lived there for a long time) that it could be used as a ghost movie scene, because the weeds in the yard were as tall as a person.

The old-looking building was clean and comfortable inside, but eerily quiet. Because the surrounding neighbors were either far away or sparsely populated, this must be one of Sang Yue's organization's secret bases in Hong Kong. The basement beneath the small building contained an astonishing number of various light and heavy weapons, enough to equip a company. What impressed me most was the incredibly well-designed and concealed entrance to the basement; it was clearly not the work of an amateur.

After Sang Yue assigned everyone their rooms, he took Cai Xing and the others to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"What are your plans for the future?" I asked, looking at Jin Gang and the others. It would be great if I could recruit them.

"We'll take it one step at a time..." Jin Gang said with a wry smile.

"Yeah! Anyway, we can't go home now." Bai Bian seemed very homesick.

"Amitabha..." Hong Jue chanted a Buddhist prayer.

"Alright then! Everyone, settle down in Hong Kong for now. Once time has passed and people have forgotten about you, you can freely enjoy life. Here…" I flicked my toe, and the lid of the large wooden crate in the hall (the one I had King Kong carry) was lifted like styrofoam, revealing a yellowish-white substance inside, leaving those who didn't know what was happening speechless. I continued, "It's your resettlement allowance. I'm planning to buy a large house by the sea, and we

can all move in together." "Hmm! Very good. If anything happens

, we can escape by sea." King Kong snorted, "Do we need to live like this?"

"Heh! Nobody said you're afraid, but is it necessary to have our peaceful lives disturbed? Besides, those state apparatuses…" I paused, then said, "Our whereabouts have probably been exposed tonight. Taiwan, the US, and Britain will definitely be after us…" Damn it! Since we came aboard my Hua family's cargo ship, they'll definitely pay attention to my Hua family. Wouldn't that get my family into big trouble? Humph! "Okay, before they can send the intelligence back to their headquarters, I'll do something...

" "What should we do?" Story asked worriedly.

Sonic Boom sneered, "Let them come."

"Hmm..." I thought for a moment and said, "Let me handle this!" Right now, I need to know where the British intelligence headquarters in Hong Kong is.

"Noodles ready!" Lu Liu and a group of beauties happily brought out instant noodles, but they were stunned when they saw a box of valuables. However, they quickly recovered.

At this moment, my reconnaissance ability was still deployed around me, and I immediately saw a sports car speeding towards me on the road below the mountain, in the direction Sang Yue had just thrown the car. To my surprise, one of the two beauties in the car was my godmother, Jenny, but she wasn't in the driver's seat.

At this moment, she was screaming and pleading, "Don't drive so fast... Ah! I don't want to die... Minmei! It's not worth it for that kind of man..." The car had already sped past down the mountain. At that speed, even a professional racer would have an accident on this non-race track. Another beautiful woman was crying and screaming, tears streaming down her

face, completely disregarding her own life, while slamming on the gas pedal. I rushed to Sang Yue and asked, "Where is the British intelligence headquarters in Hong Kong?"

"Why?" Sang Yue asked, bewildered.

I snapped, "Hurry!"

"The military camp on Stonecutters Island, and the Victoria Building on Queen's Road Central in Hong Kong Island..."

I had already disappeared from her sight, leaving only the faint words, "I have something to do..."

Finally, before they were out of my sight, I jumped into a container truck and gave chase.

But this seemingly exhausted night driver, just as his eyelids were about to close, suddenly slapped himself, then poured himself a cup of coffee, trying to stay awake.

I found it amusing, but also worried about my beauty's safety. Sigh! That truck was going too fast, widening the distance between us beyond the limits of my abilities. I should have stopped it earlier. So, with a sudden, remote pressure point strike, I knocked the truck driver unconscious, and instead, I remotely controlled the truck from its roof.

I floored the accelerator, keeping the truck at a speed comparable to the speeding car ahead.

Fortunately, my perception range was wide enough; otherwise, I would have crashed into the cars slowly making their way onto the highway from the side road. But amidst a chorus of angry curses, my truck disappeared from the drivers' sight, probably without them even noticing the license plate. Of course, I also kept them from noticing my figure on the truck roof.

When I finally caught up, I subtly channeled my inner energy into the accelerator that the beautiful woman was constantly pressing, and the sports car's speed finally decreased. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because chasing a sports car while driving a nearly 15-meter-long truck through so many curves was no easy feat, practically a death sentence (although I certainly wouldn't die, but I didn't want to harm an innocent driver), but with my miraculous ability, I succeeded.

The frantic beauty, her face as red as a pear blossom battered by rain, didn't even notice why the car had slowed down. She

simply stopped the car and threw herself into her godmother Jenny's arms, bursting into tears. She was so heartbroken, it was heartbreaking. Jenny, who had just been pale and sweating profusely, now hugged her tightly like a mother and sister, whispering words of comfort. She kept muttering to herself, "

I parked the car on the side of the road and slowly walked towards the sports car 500 meters away. "

Who exactly was this beauty Jenny called Minmei? Her face looked so familiar! But I definitely didn't recognize Jenny's sister or good friend.

"Alright! Don't cry! It's just a man. Is it worth hurting yourself over his infidelity?" Jenny comforted her.

The beautiful woman looked up, still crying hysterically, "I truly loved him. All these years… I… I've worked so hard to earn money and act, just… just wanted to build a warm home with him. I gave him all my love and youth… He… he treated me like this… Waaah…"

"You're so foolish! How many men in this world are truly devoted? Think it through! It's not worth dying for him. Look at you! You're crying like this! How unsightly!" Jenny gently wiped away the woman's tears, smoothing her long, damp hair.

I couldn't agree with my godmother's sweeping generalization about men, but unfortunately, I had no right to argue with her.

Huh?! It turned out that the beautiful woman, still weeping, her eyes slightly red and swollen but her face clearly visible, was actually Vivian Chow, a Hong Kong film star, an idol known as the "Youthful Jade Girl," and one of my favorite actresses. No wonder she mentioned filming earlier! I hadn't recognized her at all; she's my godmother's close friend and best buddy!

So her unfaithful boyfriend was Ni Zhen, I can't believe he was also... Sigh! It's understandable, most men can't be faithful to their love forever, they're bound to have at least one or two transgressions in their lives, after all, this world is full of temptations, especially the entertainment industry.

"It's all my fault for not listening to you, I thought he was different, that he would be different from other men, I trusted him so much... He..." Huimin sobbed.

"What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know... Waaah... My heart... is so bitter... Waaah... Sister Ni! What should I do?"

"Sigh—I think you shouldn't think so much right now, we can talk about it tomorrow when you're more clear-headed. Go home, take a good shower, and sleep until dawn. Just don't film tomorrow, ask the director for leave..."

"Sister Ni, I want to drink."

Zhen Ni stared at Huimin for a while, then suddenly said, "Okay! Let's go to a bar in Hong Kong."

"Okay! Sister Ni, I also want to dance."

"Then let's go to Newman Dance City, but no seeking thrills or drugs, and no excessive drinking!"

Huimin stared blankly, saying nothing.

"If you don't agree, we won't go!"

"Alright then! I agree, okay? Sister Ni..."

"And I have to drive the car!"

"Okay!"

The two women got out of the car and switched seats before the car started moving.

I should have gone back by now (I didn't even want my aunt to know I was in Hong Kong, let alone Jenny), but I had something else to do. A few hills ahead should be the British military camp on Stonecutters Island, and I needed to take care of it.

Just then, a fishing truck pulled up behind us, one of the trucks that had been swearing earlier. As it passed the container truck, the driver gave it a knowing middle finger, but there was no one watching, leaving the fishing truck driver quite puzzled.

I took the opportunity to jump onto the fishing truck, landing on several large buckets filled with various fresh fish caught from the fishing rafts, the buckets secured with fishing nets.

Jenny's car was moving much slower, so I could see its silhouette.

A group of people were inspecting power lines by the roadside outside Stonecutters Island pier; I knew this was the result of my good deeds. A Chinese man nearby was describing his lost truck to a British man.

Thankfully, Jenny didn't embarrass herself by letting the fishing truck overtake her; otherwise, I really wouldn't have dared to jump out of the car at the intersection past the Stonecutters Island military camp.

Approaching the camp's perimeter wall, I naturally didn't hesitate to sabotage several surveillance cameras. Using my inner energy, I quickly located a mountainside building outside a dozen or so houses. Deep inside (the cave), many personnel and equipment were working intensely, far from the quiet of late at night. I knew I'd found the right place. Although these men and women were all in military uniforms and represented various ethnicities, it was far from the leisurely atmosphere of peacetime. With an astonishing number of surveillance screens (the images clearly showed various parts of Hong Kong) and most of the personnel wearing headphones, this was definitely a surveillance center.

A soldier carrying a briefcase containing two videotapes entered an office and reported in British English, "Sir! The footage you requested from the Stonecutters Island pier surveillance cameras three hours before the malfunction has been compiled." The British soldier placed the briefcase on the officer's desk.

Without a second thought, I immediately grabbed the pistol the British officer kept in his drawer. After slamming the drawer open, I fired two shots each at the two living targets in the room. Then, amidst their terrified and bewildered gazes as they died, I fired several more shots at the briefcase. The gunshots echoing through the office didn't worry me at all that they might reach the outside world, even though it was soundproofed.

Fearing that even fragmented video footage could be repaired, I started a strange fire centered on the tattered briefcase. As for the pistol, it flew into the British officer's hand, his fingers gripping it tightly, even after his heart had stopped beating.

The next second, several pieces of equipment in the monitoring hall suddenly sparked simultaneously. In the flickering lights, soldiers expertly grabbed gas fire extinguishers.

But a high-voltage cable broke free of its secure anchor and fell from the wall, landing on the heads of the firefighters.

The ending was tragic; no one escaped through the inexplicably locked security gate. The choking smoke was the main cause of most of the deaths.

But I believe they were lucky, far luckier than the Chinese soldiers and civilians captured over a century ago who suffered brutal torture and death. Their families also received generous compensation, and at least they weren't physically disabled.

So I left calmly and peacefully, even somewhat lightly and happily, waltzing along.

Hong Kong truly deserves its title as the Pearl of the Orient; even in the dead of night, its captivating brilliance shines even brighter.

As I rode a taxi through the Cross-Harbour Tunnel to Central, I experienced firsthand the dazzling, decadent glamour of this free port. Many people were either spending lavishly in nightclubs for a night of unbridled pleasure, or wildly dancing on the dance floor, releasing their excess energy, or indulging in drugs and other forms of sexual activity, entering a state of blissful ecstasy.

I, however, came here only so that the Victoria Building could be renovated, creating opportunities for employment and survival for others.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw Jenny and Vivian Chow drinking at the bar of the T&D Disco, about 1200 meters away, not at the Newman Dance Hall they had mentioned earlier. To be precise, Vivian Chow was chugging drinks by herself, while Jenny was trying to stop her, but it didn't seem to be working.

I thought I'd finish what I was doing first and then decide whether to go find them later. "

However, I can approach them first," I thought, my mind already focused on the Victoria Building behind me.

At this moment, my appearance and figure had changed drastically. Before hailing a taxi, I had transformed myself into a slightly shorter, slightly overweight ordinary man, and my clothes now seemed a bit tight. I didn't believe anyone would recognize me now.

On the surface, the Victoria Building was the office building of the Hong Kong Financial Secretary, but from the fifth floor upwards, it was actually the headquarters of British intelligence in the Far East. An astonishing number of cables radiate from underground throughout the harbor, yet this place isn't as bustling as the Stonecutters Island military camp. Many are operating medium-sized computers; I suspect this might be the headquarters for wiretapping and intercepting internet information, perhaps even intercepting radio waves. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many antennas and transmitters on the rooftop—seven large satellite dishes alone (pointing towards different directions in the sky), clearly connected to seven satellites.

The 15th and 28th floors are more lively (apparently, they've heard about the unfortunate incident at Stonecutters Island), possibly two intelligence analysis departments with different functions, though their specific roles are unclear. But I only care about what's relevant to me.

After listening and observing for a while, I didn't find anything that worried me. Perhaps I acted too quickly, so no images or information about us got through. However, one piece of information that was somewhat valuable to me was that the British had noticed a group of Japanese had illegally infiltrated Hong Kong and were now closely monitoring them.

By this time, I had walked two streets, and the Victoria Building was getting further and further away.

"Handsome! Want to call a girl to keep you company through this lonely night?" A skinny pimp emerged from the alleyway.

I smiled and pointed to the female protagonist in a huge advertisement on the wall across the street, saying, "Is she as beautiful as her?" The female protagonist in the advertisement was none other than Vivian Chow, her white dress and skirt further highlighting her ethereal beauty. But now, in her drunken and disoriented state at the T&D dance hall, she was nothing like the stunning beauty in the advertisement.

The pimp paused for a moment, then immediately launched into a tirade of boasting, "Of course I have them! There are even prettier ones than her! What kind do you like? Gentle? Fiery? Innocent? Or seductive? I have girls from all over the world, gold-haired beauties, Arab women, Russian college girls, Japanese sluts, and even local Hong Kong girls. What? You don't want any of those? Then I have Thai girls, Filipino girls, Indian ladies, Gypsy girls. Still no good? How about black girls, Thai ladyboys, men, old women, children? What? You don't want any of those either? Then I have German she-wolves, British mares, American sows, Australian ewes…"

I punched him, knocking him unconscious—a persistent, lewd, and annoying guy—and shook my head before walking away.

"Now watch these people…" the head of the intelligence analysis room on the 28th floor said, pointing to the slides projected on the screen. Photos of King Kong and his team were prominently displayed, but "Telekinesis" and "Fireman" were missing. Even photos of Hu Fengyi (obviously the Taiwanese authorities hadn't found him yet) and a sketch of me (my appearance during the Tianhe transformation was quite similar) were included.

After introducing King Kong and his team, the person in charge concluded, "They are all members of the Taiwanese Special Forces. This intelligence just came from the CIA. They want us to pay attention to these individuals, and this mysterious young man (referring to me) is the prime suspect in the kidnapping of the aforementioned Special Forces members (Damn! Could I possibly kidnap so many living people by myself? Try kidnapping King Kong and see…). It's very likely they've already infiltrated Hong Kong…"

Shit! These British and American bastards really know how to cause me trouble, huh! I unleashed my inner energy.

A woman carrying a coffee pot entered, clearly intending to refill the coffee for those present. Unfortunately, her left high heel suddenly slipped off, causing her to lose her balance and fall towards the person in charge. The scalding hot coffee immediately caused the person in charge to jump up in a scream (haha! This scene looks so familiar!). The coffee also affected the power outlets on the wall, causing sparks to fly, lights to flicker, and finally, the outlets went out.

And that wasn't all; a pungent smell of smoke filled the room.

The last people to escape were drenched by the fire hydrants on the ceiling.

But somehow, the entire building's power was also affected, resulting in a blackout, with neither the emergency nor backup power supplies functioning properly.

After confirming that all of King Kong's and my data had been destroyed, I left triumphantly (unaware that this would bring more trouble, and not considering the intelligence sharing between the UK and the US, that the US would likely send more data, and that all my actions tonight only made it clearer to them that the "mysterious young man" had arrived in Hong Kong).

Jenny finally helped the drunken Zhou Huimin out of the car, but as she got in, she was surrounded by six thugs.

"Miss, the night's long, have some fun with us..." the leader leered.

"Get out of the way! Or I'll call the police!" Jenny said sternly.

"Brother Tao, this chick looks like Zhou Huimin." One of the thugs, with sharp eyes, recognized Zhou Huimin, who was still clamoring for a drink.

"Ah?! It really is her!"

"Great! Another celebrity..."

"Hehe! We're in for a treat tonight." The guy called Brother Tao started pressing closer.

"Fantastic, much prettier than Jialing we got the other night. Darling! You're my dream girl..." one of the thugs was already drooling.

Who is Jialing? She must have been forced... Damn it! Now I can't avoid being a hero.

Actually, as soon as these guys surrounded Zhenni, I took off running (it wasn't really running, just much faster than the average person; in fact, I wouldn't dare to go as fast as Lu Liu on the street), rushing towards Zhenni. Only in a secluded spot could I be as fast as Lu Liu.

"Help! Help..." Zhenni cried for help, but it was too late. Two thugs had grabbed her hands and covered her mouth, dragging her towards their van. Zhou Huimin, on the other hand, was too drunk to be helped into the van without any force. "

Brother Tao, I think we should film the whole thing with a DV camera..."

"Hehe! You're right! Maybe we can sell it for a good price, hehe..."

Zhenni was still struggling. A couple of people in the distance saw her but didn't dare to intervene; instead, they avoided her.

Just then, one thug tried to grope Zhou Huimin's chest, while another thug swung a punch at Zhenni's stomach. I immediately forgot about getting close to save her and unleashed my inner energy. Both thugs cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads.

Everyone (except the completely drunk Zhou Huimin) was stunned and bewildered. I had already turned the corner and (slowed down) rushed forward. Before the thugs could react, I unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, knocking them all down, especially punishing their genitals (perhaps due to the repulsion of like-minded people). It was a form of revenge for that Jialing whose surname I didn't even know.

Zhenni, without even thanking me, immediately helped Zhou Huimin out of the car.

"Thank you, sir!" Zhenni didn't recognize me after I grew up (I had unconsciously reverted to my original appearance while running).

"It's nothing, you should leave quickly!" I still didn't want to acknowledge Zhenni.

"What's your surname, sir?"

"Jiao (meaning sex)," I couldn't help but joke.

"Um... Mr. Jiao... could you take us home?" Jenny didn't realize I was joking, and after what had just happened, I could understand her lingering fear and desire for security. I also thought she might want to repay me.

"Alright then." I didn't want anything to happen to them again.

So I got into their car.

Jenny continued driving, while I took care of the completely drunk Zhou Huimin.

Jenny kept looking back or glancing at us in the rearview mirror, making it inappropriate for me to do anything like those thugs.

Jenny's home was in Repulse Bay, at the southern tip of Hong Kong Island, though a bit far from the sea.

The four-story house was far too big for Jenny, who only had a Filipino maid.

Everything was decorated so warmly and comfortably, with soft, elegant colors, yet still luxurious. The various artworks, ornaments, and trinkets hanging everywhere clearly told me that the owner had traveled to many places around the world.

"Mr. Jiao, would you like something to drink?" Jenny asked me, having just placed Zhou Huimin on the sofa, clearly intending for me to stay.

At this moment, a pretty Filipino maid came out of the maid's room and, seeing the situation, immediately went to pour strong tea and get a wet towel.

My attention was fixed on a villa by the sea. Inside, I found my aunt and my two beautiful and lovely cousins, Hua Shuyi and Hua Yifang. My aunt, looking somewhat pale, still had a tear clinging to her face; she had clearly been heartbroken. A photo of my uncle was clutched to her chest, next to several thick photo albums filled with pictures of my uncle and aunt from their first meeting to their marriage, and their happy family life—including many photos of me and other family members. My cousins were sleeping in the next room. Besides them, there was an elderly couple (clearly my aunt's parents) and several servants. It seemed this was my aunt's family, and quite wealthy. Hearing Zhenni's question, I casually replied, "Anything's fine, then let's have tea (my lifestyle has changed little by little with my family; I never used to drink tea)!"

"Uh..." Zhou Huimin pretended to vomit, and I quickly grabbed a towel and covered her mouth, patting her back.

"Let's go upstairs, Mr. Jiao. Could you help me carry her up?" Jenny put down the teapot and ran over.

"Sure, no problem." I easily carried Zhou Huimin and followed Jenny up to the third floor.

While Jenny and Huimin were in the bathroom, I suddenly realized there were two other people I recognized in this luxurious villa near Violet Hill in Repulse Bay. They were Chu Ling and Chu Feng, the siblings I had rescued at sea. They should still be in the hospital for examination and observation; there was no reason for them to be discharged so soon. Seeing the siblings sleeping in the same room, it was clear they hadn't recovered from their terrible experience. The curtains were drawn tightly, and the TV was still playing a midnight program.

Sigh, I couldn't help them overcome their psychological barriers; they had to rely on themselves.

With nothing else to do, I turned on the TV too, but there wasn't a suitable place to sit, so I casually plopped down on Jenny's bed.

At that moment, a cosmetics commercial was playing on TV. A stunningly beautiful woman appeared before me, her charm and beauty rivaling that of Yu Jiao and Yu Zhi, her slender figure comparable to her mother, her noble and graceful bearing rivaling that of Twelve Aunts, and even her playful wit rivaling that of Sister Yu Zhi. Moreover, she possessed the charisma and pride of an idol star; even Zhou Huimin might not be able to surpass her. She was a perfect blend of purity and allure, simply breathtaking. If I had to point out a flaw (to me), it would be that she didn't have the same devilish figure as the Yu Jiao sisters.

However, she wasn't exactly young either; compared to other Eastern women, she was certainly outstanding.

What was her name?

The scene shifted to a press conference, and the interviewee was none other than the advertising star from before. I learned from the subtitles that her name was Tang Huina. From the reporter's questions and Tang Huina's answers, I learned that she was from Dalian, mainland China, and was originally a model. She was the champion of the 1994 National Model Competition, the runner-up in the 1995 Miss World Model Competition, and was also named one of the world's top ten models. She was the image ambassador for several international brands and the tourism ambassador for Dalian. She's only 19 years old this year, an Aquarius, loves sweets, and enjoys designing her own clothes. A few days ago, she came to Hong Kong to sign a contract as the spokesperson for a European cosmetics brand in Asia, and just finished filming a new advertisement. She's also negotiating with Golden Harvest regarding her salary and other details for the drama "Fairy Sister," which is currently at a crucial stage.

At this moment, a reporter from a Taiwanese entertainment program asked, "Ms. Tang, I heard that Taiwan's Jin Yingma (Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd.) recently approached you to play the female lead in 'My Wife is a Fairy 2,' is that true?"

Tang Huina's female agent interrupted, "No, that's not true! Okay! That's all for today's press conference. Those who want to take photos, please..."

Tang Huina, with light makeup, struck various charming poses amidst a burst of flashing lights, appearing even more graceful and dazzling.

I was captivated, my heart already far away.

"Could you please bring my bathrobe in for a moment? Is that alright?" Jenny's voice came from the crack in the bathroom door.

"Okay." Without asking where it was, I opened the third cabinet door, took out two summer bathrobes (somewhat like nightgowns), and slipped them through the crack in the door.

Just as I turned to go back to watching TV, a scream rang out. Instinctively, I rushed in. Just as Jenny's face was about to hit the edge of the bathtub, a finger's breadth away, I caught her just in time. But the towel wrapped around her was already open, so my right hand, by sheer coincidence, landed squarely on Jenny's high, alluring left breast, while my left hand wrapped around her slender waist. The scene was incredibly ambiguous and erotic.

It turned out that Jenny had accidentally stepped on a small, inconspicuous piece of soap that had fallen to the floor sometime earlier.

Normally, this situation would be an opportunity for any man, but Jenny was already an old flame to me (this doesn't mean she had lost her appeal, but I didn't want her to recognize me, lest we develop feelings for each other and hurt each other, hence my desire to keep my distance). I no longer had the curiosity or excitement for new things (relatively speaking), especially since my mind was still on Tang Huina. Therefore, there was no seductive attraction that most men would have.

But the rescuer was unintentional, and the recipient was indifferent. I had just calmly helped Jenny straighten up when she suddenly threw herself into my arms, pulled my head down, and immediately sealed my lips with hers, her passionate tongue easily entering my mouth. I knew things were going to get bad; at this point, she had successfully drawn my attention to her, and tonight was destined to be anything but peaceful for us.

As if afraid I would run away, Jenny pressed me against the wall, deliberately raising one leg to block my path.

The bath towel completely fell off, fully exposing a beautiful and alluring body, its fragrance filling the air.

At this point, I no longer held back and unleashed all the desires I had for Tang Huina onto Jenny.

Right there in the bathroom, everything unfolded so naturally and effortlessly, with lust expressed in every way imaginable, completely disregarding the presence of an outsider, even though her eyes remained closed the entire time.

When I came to my senses, I found Jenny, exhausted from the ordeal, had passed out in blissful unconsciousness. I had no choice but to carry her to the bed.

Then I took Zhou Huimin, who was asleep in the bathtub, dried her off, and placed her next to Jenny. Normally, or in the past, I would have already climbed on top of her and made love to her, but now she had just experienced a heartbreak and couldn't withstand any new stimulation, so I would never take advantage of her vulnerability (at this moment, I truly realized how much I had changed), unless she was my enemy. Of course, I wouldn't do something as outdated and foolish as "don't look at what's improper, don't go near what's improper." So, Zhou Huimin's entire body was intentionally or unintentionally bathed by my hands. I even pressed my still-erect member against her vulva, just short of gently pushing it away, adding a new chapter to my history of amorous affairs.

I even admired my self-control and willpower for suppressing the urge to gently push it away. Faced with such a naked, vibrant, and irresistibly beautiful star, how many men in the world could resist? I stubbornly stopped.

Just as I was about to back away, Zhou Huimin suddenly raised her right hand in a grasping motion, crying out incoherently, "Don't go! Don't go! Don't leave me..."

I felt a pang of jealousy. I was intensely jealous of that person; he was the one who had caused her to be like this. She wasn't calling for me, but how could I let her not find peace even in her drunken dreams? So I went to her side, placed my hand in hers, and gently held it, to comfort her.

But who knew that Huimin would not only pull my hand to her chest and hold it tightly, testing my willpower once again.

What a soft and comfortable place! A sacred place that so many men dream of! You can never know how firm and bouncy it is, how smooth and tender it is, without experiencing it yourself.

I swallowed hard, trying to pull my hand away (to get a drink of water), but instead she hugged my thighs, and her arm even touched my throbbing member. Oh! The stimulation... oh...

"Don't leave me! Don't leave..." Huimin murmured in her sleep, her voice getting softer and softer, but her hugging became tighter and tighter.

I knew I couldn't escape it, at least not for a long time. So I simply lay down completely, in a comfortable position to watch TV, while enjoying the wonderful feeling of her breasts rubbing against my thighs.

"Ah—" Chu Ling cried out, waking up from her dream, and also waking her younger brother next to her.

Looking at his sister covered in cold sweat, Chu Feng called out, "Sister..." He looked like he was about to cry at any moment.

I couldn't bear to see them spend the night in fear any longer, so I put them to sleep, believing they would soon be strong.

At this moment, Aunt Jiu also happened to wake up, staring blankly at Uncle Jiu in the photo.

Sigh... I might as well help everyone!

So everyone I cared about fell asleep peacefully, and I used my true energy to help them relax their muscles and meridians, strengthen their skin, soothe their nerves, and strengthen their bodies, not even sparing my two cousins and their grandparents.

All of this was happening at the same time, because I could do it.

To my surprise, after more than 20 minutes, Jenny, having regained her strength, instinctively turned and hugged me.

Ten seconds later, her groping hands found my "treasure," and to make matters worse, she gently shook it.

Perhaps Zhou Huimin, in her sleep, felt something being taken away, and she too groped for my "treasure," following Jenny's lead, climbing upwards and occupying a section of it. Even more relentlessly, she began to move it up and down. Then, with a slight turn of her body, her face pressed against my thigh, her beautiful lips only a finger's width away from my "treasure." From my angle, it looked exactly like she was kissing it.

Finally, they touched. Due to Jenny's shaking, my "treasure" touched Huimin's lips.

Ah! My "treasure" was not only thicker but also more erect, its masculine scent arousing the woman's instincts. Jenny leaned in, and her two small lips unconsciously kissed my "treasure."

Sigh! If only I could capture this scene on film! It would be so memorable and valuable!

But my mind was clearer. While strengthening their bodies with my inner energy, I only stroked their hair at most. My main focus was on ensuring their safety and the smooth progress of my revenge plan.

Zhenni is shrewd, capable, and adept at protecting herself, so I can worry less about her.

Aunt Liang Meiqi, though a mother, is still very young and beautiful, and with her wealthy family, she's the envy of many aspiring successes. Therefore, she's surrounded by many with ulterior motives, making her my biggest concern.

As for Chu Ling and Chu Feng… I shouldn't worry too much. Time heals all wounds, and they have their uncle.

I both worry about Lu Liu and Bingwa, and feel quite reassured about them. With their combined strength, plus King Kong and the others, even the entire British army in Hong Kong couldn't do anything to them. However, their power seems to be untapped, and I'm also worried that Britain and the United States might send superhumans to Hong Kong.

As for the increasingly enigmatic Sang Yue, she always exudes an aura of mystery. The organization behind her seems...

And Cai Xing, Bing Yue, and the other three girls have no superhuman abilities, and their self-defense skills seem lacking. I should properly impart my powers to them, but all I lack now is a quiet place where they won't be disturbed and enough time. Which parts of "Male Superiority Yang Gong" would be suitable for them to learn?

King Kong and the others... I hope they won't get bored and run into the streets...

And this big star in front of me... sigh... it seems it's not my place to arrange her life yet. I hope she can get rid of her unhappiness soon and recover from her sadness and despondency.

And I hope my family in Taiwan won't be harmed by the Japanese anymore...

I need to move the battlefield to the Japanese mainland as soon as possible... How long will I have to stay in Hong Kong before that...

What will happen when I get to Japan...

When will Sang Yue get his documents ready...?

I wish I could learn all the special abilities of everyone in the Special Forces...

The fire and ice powers I used at sea were actually just the basic forms of "Flame Qi" and "Ice Binding" from "Male Supremacy Yang Gong," and I didn't control them very well... To control them as freely as Ice Boy and Fire Man, I need to work hard...

I should really study "Detailed Explanation of Brain Domain" and "Intention" properly...

Circulate the power throughout my body...

Qi flows to the Upper Qing Palace

...

Ah! It hurts so much!! And it's getting worse.

According to "Detailed Explanation of Brain Domain," strengthening the nerves, neurons, and nerve centers related to mental power will indeed cause headaches. Master Xingyu said this is all normal, but I really doubt if he's normal. Can anyone endure such a splitting headache?

Is Master crazy? Wouldn't I be an idiot?

Fortunately, my inner energy helped alleviate some of the pain; otherwise, how could I have persisted until now, without any intention of stopping or giving up? I needed the strength to deal with any unforeseen circumstances that might arise during my trip to Japan.

"You...who are you?" came Jenny's voice.

I snapped out of my daze. It was already broad daylight, and warm sunlight streamed through the gaps in the white curtains, confirming it was a beautiful day.

Zhou Huimin was still sound asleep (who told her to drink so much?). Jenny, however, stared at me strangely with her beautiful eyes, my "big treasure" still clutched in her hand.

I immediately understood. She hadn't forgotten last night; she recognized me from my "big treasure," though she wasn't sure. What a clever and adorable beauty, so incredibly persistent about her beloved "big treasure." She must have not recognized me last night because she had also drunk quite a bit with Huimin, and the confines of the bathroom for their intimate encounter were unavoidable, preventing her from using her normal judgment. Should I tell her the truth now, or lie and try to deceive her for as long as possible?

"I...sigh...darling! You finally recognized me." I decided to admit it after all, speaking softly in the tone she knew so well, and hugged her affectionately and tenderly, wishing I could melt her into my body. I no longer wanted to deceive her or neglect her; I just wanted to give her all my love, so she would never be lonely or desolate again.

"Waaah...you...you big bad guy...waaah...you came to Hong Kong but didn't come to see me...and lied to me...waaah...you're so heartless...you bad guy..." The agitated Jenny punched and bit me, but her blows (and mouth) were very measured; clearly, her love for me was deeper than mine for her.

I could only say repeatedly, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! My dear, it's all my fault! It's all my fault, I'm so bad! Hit me!" Now I truly regretted not recognizing her sooner. Thinking about it now, I'm a little scared. If I hadn't happened to run into her last night and chased away the thugs for them, I don't even want to imagine the consequences. Perhaps I would never see her again in my life.

Jenny wouldn't hit me, instead hugging and kissing my face, crying tears of joy, "How have you grown so much? I don't recognize you at all."

I glanced at Huimin beside me and said, "I'll tell you the details later."

The clever Jenny immediately understood and didn't ask about it again, but her pretty face turned away, and she murmured with some embarrassment and guilt, "You... do you blame me?"

"What?"

"Didn't I swear that I would belong to you inside and out for the rest of my life, ever since that night? But last night I did something that betrayed you..."

"Silly girl! Wasn't the one you made love with last night your true love?"

"But...but I didn't know it was you...so...so...I betrayed you in my heart, I..."

This adorable little fool, I feel both love and pity for her! She's so infatuated! Okay! If I don't untangle the knot in your heart, I'm afraid you, with your tendency to dwell on things, will never forgive yourself. Actually, to be honest, when she seduced me last night, I did feel a little uncomfortable, but I instantly felt relieved and stopped being jealous. At the same time, I understood that no matter how clever or capable a woman is, in this male-dominated world, maintaining her purity is extremely difficult. If the person I love has had an affair with another man, whether it was consensual or not, I won't blame her, because loving someone means letting them experience the happiness they desire. If it was consensual, I will bless her; if it wasn't consensual, it means she's unhappy, and possibly extremely humiliated and in pain. In that case, I will first treat her with even greater love, understanding, and compassion, then eliminate the root of the problem to avenge her, and finally spend my life loving her and healing her wounds.

So I said, "Oh... alright then, let me think about how I should punish you... uh..."

"No!" Knowing Jenny's understanding of me, she knew I would make her ticklish and laugh until she couldn't breathe, so she screamed and tried to escape. The playful mood was instantly aroused, and all her previous unease and guilt vanished.

But that didn't mean I would let her go. I grabbed her trying to escape, her jade-like buttocks, and my big treasure immediately pressed against her, ready to continue last night's pleasure.

Jenny giggled and covered her jade gate, pleading, "No, no, no... I won't do it again, last night... it still hurts a little."

"Then what about it?" My erect treasure rubbed against Jenny's hands and legs. Actually, I just wanted to tease her; I didn't intend to "ravage" her again.

Jenny immediately came over (mouth and hands) to soothe my menacing manhood, then pointed to a beautiful woman beside me, her body mostly exposed, and whispered in my ear, "Want to tame her too?"

I kissed her back and whispered almost inaudibly, "She's actually awake, when you screamed just now."

Jenny playfully stuck out her cute tongue, then gestured to me, asking if I wanted her help to get Huimin. I shrugged, indicating I didn't care, but secretly I really wanted to. After all, she was a star in the eyes of countless men, a dream girl, and now she was naked before me, her perfectly proportioned body and flawless skin—how could I not be moved?

Jenny then pointed to the bathroom, indicating I should go in, she would do her work first.

I wonder if this counts as betraying her friend?

Hehe! I went.

However, as soon as I entered the bathroom, I saw a handsome man holding flowers ring the doorbell of Aunt Jiu's parents' villa.

At the same time, four black luxury cars drove into Chu Ling's mansion.

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