Jiangcheng, Red Dragon Association Dog Hall.
The Red Dragon Twelve Halls, divided according to the twelve zodiac signs.
The Dog Hall is one of the halls responsible for handling dirty jobs.
Arson, murder, and pillaging are their specialties.
Because of this, they are one of the dirtiest and most rule-breaking halls within the Red Dragon Association.
At this mont, inside the Dog Hall, a middle-aged man with a predatory gaze sits in the central position of the sofa, face gloomy after finishing a phone call.
This man's na is Xiang Dongsheng.
He is the Hall Master of the Dog Hall and also Xiang Jinghui's father.
"It's confird, it's indeed that bitch nad Shi."
Xiang Dongsheng puts down the phone and takes a glance at the bruised and battered Xiang Jinghui beside him: "Don't touch that kid's family."
"Dad! Why not! I can't swallow this anger!"
Xiang Jinghui says indignantly, his face full of resentnt.
Xiang Dongsheng casts an expressionless glance.
Xiang Jinghui imdiately sits back in his chair, not daring to utter another word.
"Chen An, you've exchanged blows with that kid, what's his capability?" Xiang Dongsheng looks at Chen An, who is not far away and already has bandages on.
"Adept in the arts!"
Chen An replies solemnly, and adds: "But that kid is overwhelmingly strong, probably by nature, an ordinary adept would likely not be his match."
"Initial insights, adept in the arts, proficient mastery."
Xiang Dongsheng quietly utters twelve words.
In today's world, martial arts have declined, yet there are still many practitioners.
But the vast majority of people, even if they spend their whole life, find it difficult to truly grasp ancient martial arts.
Only those who have initial insights can be regarded as genuinely opening the door to ancient martial arts.
And these twelve words Xiang Dongsheng ntioned are the three realms asuring the levels of ancient martial arts.
"At twenty years old, he can beco adept in Baji Fist, and can even defeat you."
Xiang Dongsheng squints his eyes: "Could he be from Gu's Martial Arts Hall?"
"Boss Sheng, I was just about to tell you that. The Baji techniques of that kid do indeed co from Gu's Martial Arts Hall, and it might even have been personally taught by Mr. Gu."
Chen An replies earnestly: "But when I asked the kid if he had any connection with Gu's Martial Arts Hall, he wouldn't admit it."
"Since he doesn't admit it, whether there's a connection or not becos insignificant."
Xiang Dongsheng waves his hand: "Cheng Feng, Cheng Yue, you two go and et that kid."
"Dad, why not let Uncle Yang handle it? Uncle Yang is..."
Xiang Jinghui starts talking but gets silenced by a piercing glance from Xiang Dongsheng.
The Uncle Yang he ntions is the strongest ancient martial arts expert in the Dog Hall besides Xiang Dongsheng.
His Tongbei Fist has reached proficient mastery.
Even in the entire Red Dragon Association, he is a well-known figure.
But Xiang Jinghui doesn't know that Uncle Yang has already been secretly sent on another assignnt by Xiang Dongsheng.
So, when Xiang Jinghui ntions Uncle Yang, Xiang Dongsheng uses a warning glance.
"Young Hall Master, rest assured, we two brothers, together, can withstand fifty moves against Uncle Yang."
A middle-aged man steps forward, full of confidence: "Even Uncle Yang praises our Eagle Claw Fist."
This man is nad Cheng Feng, the eldest of the Cheng brothers.
The second of the Cheng brothers, Cheng Yue, also steps forward: "We have also had matches with the Baji masters from Gu's Martial Arts Hall, coming out evenly matched, so we are quite familiar with Gu's Baji."
Hearing this, Xiang Jinghui nods, his face fierce: "You must bring that kid in front of , I want to find a hundred n and destroy him!"
With those words, the Cheng brothers felt an inexplicable squeeze in their buttocks.
They are aware of the Young Hall Master's preference.
He loves to see his enemies being destroyed by his hired n.
Previously, a reckless spoiled brat offended him and ended up literally killed by his hired n.
His ruthless thods are extrely cruel.
anwhile, Qin Chuan, unaware that the Cheng brothers are preparing to deal with him, is being seduced by Shi Qing.
Her foot, adorned with violet nail polish, brazenly rubs against the crotch of his pants.
Qin Chuan wants to stop it.
But Shi Qing interrupts him with a commanding tone.
"Does this count as violating principles? Stay still, such a small matter, can't you manage?"
Shi Qing looks at him seductively and then reclines halfway on the sofa.
She follows by softly placing her white and delicate foot onto Qin Chuan's face.
Apparently, this isn't a humiliation, it's a tease.
Feeling her foot's smooth skin with a slight coolness, Qin Chuan's mind begins to wander.
This woman seems like a powerful poison.
Potent yet fatal.
"Are my legs long?"
Shi Qing reaches out and gently strokes, the wide-legged pants pile onto her thigh, revealing a slender and well-proportioned shin.
Her legs are indeed perfect, worthy of being called leg models.
Even without her exquisite face, just a glance at those straight and long legs could entice soone for years without growing tired.
Qin Chuan takes a deep breath, clears his mind of distractions, and carefully massages her other foot.
"Hmm~~~"
When he presses the crucial acupoint, Shi Qing can't help but let out a heavenly sound.
Shi Qing grows increasingly curious.
Why can't she feel any disgust towards Qin Chuan?
Why is this?
Is it because she witnessed him and Jian Ya frolicking in the office, she feels jealous, wanting to possess him?
Shi Qing silently shakes her head.
Evidently, this is not the ultimate reason.
"You are the first man to touch my foot, and the only one who doesn't make hate n."
Shi Qing suddenly speaks: "I am really curious about what it is in you that attracts ."
Qin Chuan furrows his brow and pauses his actions: "Let check your pulse."
"How does this have anything to do with not hating you?"
Shi Qing, though doubtful, extends her wrist towards Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan's fingers gently touch her fair wrist, slowly closing his eyes, and begins to sense.
Soon, he arrives at a conclusion.
Shi Qing's yin-yang imbalance within her body is even more severe than his observation during the day.
During the day, he only massaged her foot, not diagnosing thoroughly.
Now, feeling her pulse, he discovers Shi Qing's ridians are blocked, causing the Primordial Yin Power to accumulate in her chest, unable to nourish her entire body.
This is the major cause of her yin-yang imbalance.
Even her aversion to n is related to this.
As to why she doesn't dislike him, and even doesn't resist kissing, a large part of the reason is due to this.
His powerful Primordial Yang Power can neutralize her accumulated Primordial Yin Power in the chest.
Affected by the Primordial Yin Power, she doesn't resent closeness with him.
"My special physique can heal your yin-yang imbalance, so your body instinctively doesn't repel ."
Qin Chuan provides an understandable answer.
"Oh?"
Shi Qing's face fills with curiosity: "You didn't just say it, I'm not only not repelled, I even want to do it with you, is this also a bodily instinctive reaction?"
"Uh..."
Qin Chuan blushes, nodding embarrassingly.
"You little guy, looking honest, who would have thought you've got so much cunning, trying to fool into doing it with you?"
Shi Qing sneers and then orders: "Take off your pants, let see whether it's or you who wants."
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