Peerless Martial Expert in the City Chapter 684 - 681: His Talent Is Better Than Yours?

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Chapter Six Hundred Eighty-One: Is His Talent Better Than Yours?

However, the faint lancholy did not linger in Xiao Yi’s mind for too long. Xiao Yi was not soone prone to sentintality, nor was he the sort to wallow in emotions. As for Zhao Yuhua, he originally didn’t have many thoughts about her. After all, Zhao Yuhua truly was a very beautiful woman, and Xiao Yi was a normal young man with a normal sense of aesthetics. Having spent so ti with her, and finding their interaction rather agreeable and attuned, especially given both were cultivators, he naturally felt a hint of wistfulness at their parting.

But it was just a mont before he snapped back to reality. After all, he and Zhao Yuhua were from different worlds, their relationship akin to two paths of water that did not cross. It was just by chance, or perhaps a series of fortunate mistakes, that he had beco her unintended bodyguard once, and that was all. Dismissing the lancholic loss and other negative emotions, he shook his head, smiled, turned, and walked towards his Toyota.

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"You two bastards, what are you doing? Where’s my beauty... Hurry, I want my beauty..."

Within the opulent room on the second floor of Li Zhengyi’s mansion, Li Zhengyi, disheveled and stripped down to his skin, showed off a robust physique that would make eighty percent of the world’s n ashad, and a fair skin that would do the sa to eighty percent of the won. His eyes were bloodshot, emanating a terrifying gleam as he roared like a wild beast.

"Young Master Li, you’re drunk. You should really get so rest..."

"Yeah, yeah, Young Master Li, you should take a break..."

The two n who had carried Li Zhengyi back exchanged glances, both a little panicked and afraid, as Li Zhengyi’s deanor was truly terrifying. Still, they tried to calm him with an air of forced composure.

"Won... my beauty... I want my beauty... Hehe..."

But Li Zhengyi did not heed their well-intentioned comforts. It seed as though his eyes and mind held only the thought of won. He felt as if his entire body was swelling with desire, and as he spoke, he even revealed a foolishly lecherous grin.

"What should we do?"

"What can I do? What’s gotten into Young Master Li? He wasn’t like this when he got drunk before."