"Fatty."
Xiao Yi finally couldn’t hold back anymore, turned his head, and looked seriously at Fatty Tang.
"Here, boss, what’s up?"
"There’s sothing I want to tell you."
"What’s that?"
"We seem to be in the middle of class... Nothing, nevermind, the teacher is coming over, I think he’ll tell you."
Xiao Yi had intended to say that they appeared to be in the middle of a lesson, but just as he glanced from the corner of his eye and saw the teacher with a murderous aura striding toward them, he felt that he no longer needed to emphasize this issue. Straightening his posture and staring straight ahead, he assud an attitude of soone who is all attention in class, then shut his mouth.
"Ah..."
Fatty Tang was stupefied for a mont before he finally snapped back to reality and noticed sothing was amiss. Glancing beside him at Xiao Yi, who sat upright with a righteous air, and then at the approaching teacher with the killer look in his eyes, zeroing in on him as if he were prey, Fatty Tang’s face instantly turned as white as snow, and with difficulty, he squeezed out a smile more wretched than crying.
..................
"Ah!"
As Fatty Tang was being summoned by the teacher like an aggrieved young lady to answer a question, an earth-shattering scream also rang out in Li Zhengyi’s luxurious villa.
Li Zhengyi stared at the pallid, dull, and haggard face in the mirror that seed to have aged a decade in an instant, the deeply sunken eye sockets, the black rings around his eyes, and he was utterly stupefied—as if he had seen a ghost.
He felt a headache coming on, his lips dry, his body fatigued, and his mind blank. His reactions seed slow. So he decided to get up and pour himself a glass of water. Despite being no ordinary person, often appearing in public with his famous airs and accompanied by bodyguards—at least one at all tis—he, at this mont, did not think of calling soone in to serve him the water.
However, the mont he had walked over to the desk and was about to reach for the glass of water, catching a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, he lost control.
Under normal circumstances, the scream like that of a slaughtered pig from the TV shows still erupted after a few minutes delay...
This... Is this ?
This must be a ghost, right?
It took a while for Li Zhengyi to calm down, and he just sat there, gazing at the face in the mirror, collapsing listlessly into the chair beside him.
"Young Master, what happened?"
Before Li Zhengyi could reply to the woman, a dark shadow had already flashed, appearing before him again with a trace of panic in his deanor.
Imdiately after, two more figures appeared one after another in the room, both with panicked expressions and lingering sleepiness on their faces.
The several n who appeared coldly glanced at the woman on the bed, a flicker of disdain in their eyes, before turning back to Li Zhengyi with concerned expressions.
Upon clearly seeing Li Zhengyi’s condition, all three almost cried out in unison, "Young Master, what happened to you?" with the man in the middle, whose facial features seed particularly rigid, looking both frantic and shocked.
Li Zhengyi did not respond to the three of them, simply staring dumbly at the mirror. After that exclamation just now, his head finally began to regain so thoughts, so faint mories of last night filtering hazily into his mind.
Last night he hosted a wine party and invited Zhao Yuhua; that detestable fellow Xiao Yi also ca and even stole the lilight. But later, as his disgraceful behavior was exposed, and with his relentless effort, the usually ice-cold Zhao Yuhua finally started to show interest in him... Then, just as he was about to press his advantage, that detestable guy appeared again, ruining his plans...
That detestable fellow... His thoughts stopped abruptly there. All he could rember was Xiao Yi getting drunk as hell, recklessly seeking death by drinking with him, and after that, he knew nothing...
How could this be?
Li Zhengyi rubbed his head vigorously, his face showing a touch of pain.
"Young Master, what’s wrong with you? Nothing’s the matter, right?"
The man with the stiff features looked at Li Zhengyi with an incredibly tense expression, asking worriedly. He was too nervous, too concerned. He had once promised Master Zheng that he would protect Li Zhengyi at all costs. If anything were to happen to Li Zhengyi, how would he explain it to Master Zheng?
Moreover, he couldn’t help but worry. The shocking events of last night were too significant; a Condensation period master had infiltrated the villa. Judging by the assailant’s attack and ability to conceal their tracks, their strength might be above his, or at the very least, on par with his own!
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been ambushed.
The assailant had used so thod to keep him unconscious until just before Li Zhengyi yelled out. He had just regained consciousness and hadn’t had ti to think further when he heard Li Zhengyi’s scream and reflexively rushed over. By the ti he arrived, his back was soaked with sweat.
He felt that this matter was too dangerous. If he had been ambushed, who else by Li Zhengyi’s side could possibly stop the assailant? And why would the assailant aim to ambush him? Could the answer be any more obvious?
As the saying goes, "concern leads to chaos." Preoccupied with his concern, he’d lost all ability to judge the situation and, seeing Li Zhengyi’s condition, subconsciously assud that the assailant had used so vile, harmful thod on him.
Beyond worry, his mind couldn’t help but harbor a hint of guilt and anger. He was ant to be Li Zhengyi’s core protector—if only he’d been more vigilant, more careful the previous night, he wouldn’t have been ambushed. Even if he couldn’t defeat the assailant, he could have stalled long enough for Li Zhengyi to get away. At the sa ti, he was seething with anger; that damned guy was too despicable and shaless, a mighty Condensation period master stooping to such cowardly, sneaky tactics.
Although the other two were sowhat concerned, they didn’t perceive anything particularly significant. To the discerning eye, Li Zhengyi’s current state was an obvious result of overindulgence; considering how virile Young Master Li had been last night, it would’ve been surprising if he wasn’t overindulged.
Seeing the tense look on Uncle Hua’s face, the two of them felt sowhat perplexed. They also recalled that last night, Uncle Hua had been missing the whole ti; where he went, they had no idea. Even when Li Zhengyi had that big incident, Uncle Hua didn’t show up.
However, given Uncle Hua’s special status and unfathomable strength—if they were considered Li Zhengyi’s confidants, then Uncle Hua was undoubtedly a part of Li Zhengyi’s body itself. Naturally, they didn’t dare to ask.
"I... I’m fine, but can soone tell , what happened last night?"
Li Zhengyi turned around, glanced at Uncle Hua, who looked anxious, angry, and worried, then his gaze fell on the two n beside him.
"This..."
Uncle Hua’s face showed a hint of sha, and his typically rigid facial muscles unexpectedly flushed with a bit of red. Just as he was about to speak and explain, Li Zhengyi interrupted him.
"I rember, I drank a lot last night. What happened after that? Why is she here?"
Li Zhengyi pointed at the woman on the bed.
Uncle Hua was stunned for a mont, not knowing how to answer Li Zhengyi’s question, nor understanding it completely, puzzled—wasn’t that woman brought by him? (To be continued. If you enjoy this piece, feel free to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote and support the work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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