Bab 106: King of the underworld

"Dude, stop staring at her. Or else—"

"Or else what?" Xion interrupts, his smirk as sharp as the edge of a blade. "Throw that cute little punch you use on Zian in the boxing ring? Oh, please."

Infuriating. That's what he is. With his real-life Clark Kent Superman body, broad shoulders, and years of brutal training, I'm no match for him physically. And let's not forget—he's the king of the underworld. I'll be squished with a single punch. Did that mistake once, and the memory of the punch still haunts my jaw. Nope. Not repeating.

Zian clinks his glass against Xion's, leaning into the conversation with his usual mischief. "Safe to say, Yiren is Xion's new target. And judging by the way she's looking at him, Jun is officially where Shishi and Jianyu were once—completely screwed and jealous."