At night, Wuye City Lord, Chen Bukai, was lounging on the most comfortable and softest fox fur chair, savoring fine wine.
Crescent Bay’s most thriving wine business was actually all his.
What brought Chen Bukai so annoyance was that ever since encountering Jade Guanyin, his monopoly had to be split seven to three.
The worst part was, seventy percent went to Jade Guanyin.
However, Chen Bukai gradually got used to this arrangent, as there’s a common saying, "Beggars can’t be choosers."
Though he was also a fighter nearing the level of a grandmaster, there are still hierarchies among grandmasters. Confronted with Jade Guanyin, the number one beauty in the human world, if she were to take a seat, he would probably not be able to withstand her.
What made Chen Bukai even more irritated was that, to submit to Ruanyu Guanyin was to submit.
It’s not embarrassing to be unable to fight back.
But he hasn’t reaped any benefits till now.
In fact, Jade Guanyin’s beauty truly captivated him, he desired to be violated by her.
But this whore, who had slept with who knows how many n, probably scorned his looks and denied him this favor.
She wouldn’t violate him!
There was nothing more unbearable than this.
Hence, City Lord Chen Bukai had been quite on-edge recently, on multiple levels.
Thus, at this mont, there were two people at his feet.
Two delicate girls were kneeling there, licking his feet.
Only when both feet were licked spotlessly clean, after the girls’ mouths seed nearly dislocated, did he kick the girl on the left away with one foot, waving his hand for her to withdraw.
That girl’s teeth were shattered and one side of her face grotesquely swelled, but she dared not utter a word.
He waved his hand again, signaling for the other girl to co over.
She ca over, and he kicked out once more.
This ti, both sides of the girl’s face swelled up before he finally appeared satisfied and told her to retreat.
This was the simple, unadorned life of the City Lord.
Only then did Chen Bukai make his way inside the room.
The whole house was spotless, free of any dust.
He loved cleanliness, especially the indescribable joy he felt when his spotless feet walked across a dust-free floor, making him involuntarily hum in delight.
In the room, everything was not only clean as new but also symtrical.
If there was a chair on the left, there had to be an identical one on the right, and if there was a phoenix carved on the window on the left, the right could not be a dragon, but must be identical.
Should you examine carefully, even his hair was evenly split down the middle, looking utterly perfect.
Chen Bukai felt weary, and he lay precisely on the symtrical bed.
Yes, his spine fitted perfectly into the crease in the center of the bed, and whenever he lay there, aligning perfectly, he once again felt a deep sense of order.
Chen Bukai had drunk so wine and was just about to sleep soundly.
But then he heard a crack, the noise of wood being broken by sothing.
As soone at the threshold of becoming a grandmaster, Chen Bukai instinctively sensed danger, flipping through the air and changing into at least eighteen different positions, then...
He was struck twenty-three tis by violent finger strength.
An awful sensation of uncleanness penetrated his mind so that by the ti he hit the floor, he had beco a squirting soldier, urinating uncontrollably.
During the most horrific flow, his own urine even swirled around and splattered on his own face.
Chen Bukai, a cleanliness fanatic, was about to go mad.
Indeed, his first concern was not that he was injured, but that he had urinated.
"Who is it!" exclaid Chen Bukai, spitting out blood.
Duan Yun crawled out from under the bed, still in a lying position, calm and composed.
This was a movent technique learned from Murong brothers.
But while the Murong brothers moved like maggots, he moved like a fish.
Watching the intruder’s composed deanor, Chen Bukai realized that his injuries were more severe than he had anticipated.
The quivering impact of the finger strength not only made his bladder tremble—continuing to leak—it also vibrated through his organs.
It could be said that he had sustained internal injuries.
If he considered himself a half-step grandmaster, then this person in front of him must be a grandmaster, and not just an ordinary one.
Hence, Chen Bukai swiftly spoke, "Hero, I don’t know where I offended you, but I am under Jade Guanyin’s banner, please show so leniency."
Indeed, he would probably rember the humiliation of urinary incontinence for life and would inevitably seek revenge later to take the life of this man. But at this mont, Chen Bukai still gave in.
Jade Guanyin’s reputation in the area was that of mystery and invincibility.
Duan Yun sneered and said, "Jade Guanyin? Haha, she’s dead."
Shocked, Chen Bukai instinctively asked, "How did she die?"
"She was killed by ," answered Duan Yun.
"Impossible!"
Looking at the coming figure’s handso face, Chen Bukai snapped to his senses and said, "You are, you are Mr. Duan, the Hero!"
"Hero, Giant Hero, I have no close association with Jade Guanyin! She was wicked and forced !"
Before this, Chen Bukai had received instructions from Jade Guanyin to be on the lookout within his domain for Old Demon Duan’s traces, as she planned to violate Old Demon Duan.
He had been angry at the ti, as Jade Guanyin wanted to violate even the Old Demon but not him.
Is being ugly a sin?
In the past month, one of his n ntioned a suspicious figure, but he hadn’t taken it seriously.
Was he aware that Old Demon Duan was coming, wanting to violate him, making him envious as a consequence?
But who could have imagined that Old Demon Duan would actually co and that he had killed Jade Guanyin?
How could it be!
In his mind, Jade Guanyin was invincible, a god of the desert.
At this mont, Duan Yun shook his head and said, "Too late to change your story, you were destined to die."
Chen Bukai, seeing Duan Yun’s resolute eyes, knew that there was likely no escape.
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