Volume 7 Chapter 19

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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia
"Is she going to be okay?" Qing Linglong looked at the Porsche taking a sharp turn on-screen.
"Are you talking about Liu Meng?" Eyeglasses asked. Both he and Qing Linglong did not seem to be concerned in the slightest.
Qing Qiaoqiao nodded and glanced at her sister.
"Of course. She'll be fine." Eyeglasses pursed his lips.
"But she… she drank so much…" Qing Qiaoqiao was clearly at unease at seeing Liu Meng being taken advantage of.
"With how strong she is, you can only assume she's doing it on purpose. You think anyone can force her against her will after just a few bottles of alcohol?" Eyeglasses asked Qing Qiaoqiao in an amused tone.
"But…"
"You'll understand when you're older." Eyeglasses shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, you know, all of us have certain… needs. It's perfectly normal. Liu Meng's simply venting out her desires. Besides, I don't think anyone in this city would be able to take advantage of her. I'm more worried about that poor guy than anything else." Eyeglasses took his glasses off and started wiping them.
The Porsche drove around the park twice before stopping under a tree, where it was hidden from the nearby lamp post.
"She shouldn't be the only one allowed to be having fun. I don't think anything will happen to Li Yiming for a while. How about we also go enjoy ourselves? Big Beard, wanna join?" Eyeglasses said as he put his glasses back on and adjusted his necktie.
Big Beard remained silent, choosing to walk to the window and stare at the night view of the city outside.
"Pfft, a bunch of people with moral high ground…" Eyeglasses picked up his coat and strolled toward the exit. "What a pain to have set up here... How am I supposed to find a sauna center near the police headquarters?"
"We should keep an eye on Li Yiming," Qing Linglong turned off the surveillance feed from the micro-drone stationed near Liu Meng. She pulled a chair over and began staring at a screen on which Li Yiming was shown.
Qing Linglong pursed her lips, clearly dissatisfied with the answer Eyeglasses gave her, but still obeyed her sister.
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The inside of the luxury car sank into darkness as the front lights were turned off. Young Master Feng's eyes were green with lust as he looked at Liu Meng, whose breathing quickened.
It all felt unreal to him to be able to enjoy his night with a woman as sensual as she was. He quickly ripped off his shirt and extended his trembling hand toward Liu Meng. To fully indulge himself, he decided to loosen his leather belt and removed his pants before getting into action.
"What?"
Just before Young Master Feng could press his lips onto Liu Meng's collar bone, he suddenly noticed a shadow on the window of the passenger seat. A closer look revealed a towering, muscular man gazing down at him.
"What the hell? You…" The initial fear that Young Master Feng felt from seeing the seemingly homeless man did not stop his irritation from being interrupted from his intimate act.
"What are you doing? Get out of here!" Young Master Feng opened the window and expressed his anger as quietly as possible, afraid to disturb Liu Meng's slumber.
"Is she your friend?" The man asked.
"Mind your own business!" Young Master Feng was about to get out of his car and give the man a beating if it was not for the fact that he was in the middle of more important matters.
"She drank too much." The muscular man said in a cold voice.
"Alright, alright. I get it." Young Master Feng clenched his fists in anger. He pulled up his pants, picked up a stack of banknotes and threw it outside of the car.
"Happy? Now get out of here."
"I saw you at the bar's entrance. I just happened to pass by, but I couldn't let something like that happen in front of my very eyes. If she's your girlfriend, then fine, but she's obviously unconscious…" The man said without even glancing at Liu Meng once.
"Oh? Are you serious? Do you have a problem in your head?" Young Master Feng suddenly realized that he was not dealing with a homeless man or someone who was simply trying to make quick money. Rather, the man who interrupted him had a strong sense of justice and followed him all the way from the bar.
Young Master Feng pushed the car door open, half-naked and shouted angrily, "Do you know why my grandfather has good health at ninety-seven? Because he doesn't stick his nose into other people's businesses!"
"Are you stupid? Do you even know who I am? Do you see the number on that car plate? Are you aware of what that means, you imbecile?" Young Master Feng said with a menacing tone as he pointed at the car plate which had the number "66666" engraved into the metal.
"Leave!" The dark-skinned man stood immobile and spat out a single word.
"What? Do you want to die?" Young Master Feng searched the surroundings in a frenzied rage, hoping to find a weapon with which he could smash the skull of the man standing in front of him.
"LEAVE!" The man suddenly snorted in discontent. He took one step forward, and Young Master Feng froze in terror, unable to even breathe normally without panting. A moment later and he collapsed to the ground, completely crushed in a sea of despair and darkness.
"I'll use your car to bring her home." The man said coldly before entering the pink car. As the car departed from the park with a low roar of the engine, Young Master Feng was finally compelled by shame to slowly crawl up from where he prostrated.
"I'll… I'll kill you! I'll make you wish you were dead." Young Master Feng slammed the ground with such force, blood seeped out of his knuckles.
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The young Taoist child left after delivering his message, but his interpretation of Li Yiming's fate brought him even more worries.
'She's looking for a place to rest, and yet I can't provide it to her.' Li Yiming suddenly had the urge to see Liu Meng, even if it was only for a short moment. He had promised to provide her with a happy life, a promise that he could not keep as he was now. Punished by Heaven's Laws, she was forced to take his very life, which would haunt her for the rest of her life even if she were to succeed.
Beep! Beep!
The ringtone of his cell phone woke Li Yiming up. He looked at the screen confusedly; the phone was given to him by Sai Gao, so only he should know the number. Yet, it had been only a few minutes since he left his home.
'Did something happen to Shao Xian?' Li Yiming asked as he answered the phone.
"Someone's after Liu Meng. She's going to die." A mechanical voice was heard.
"What?" Li Yiming was horrified, but the caller had already hung up.
"Hello? Hello?" Li Yiming yelled. He searched through the call history, but only found an unidentified number he could not dial back.
"Who is it? Who's targeting Liu Meng?"