Luo Yu was slightly surprised, not expecting Ning Rongrong to suddenly offer a kiss.
But he gladly accepted it.
Flander, Dai Mubai, and others quickly turned their heads away, daring not to watch.
Fearing Luo Yu's displeasure, they still needed his favor.
"Creak, creak!!"
The sound of teeth grinding arose, not from one person, but several women.
The Zhu Zhuqing sisters clenched their slender fingers, their sharpness overflowing.
Xiaowu's expression was as if she had eaten a truckload of lemons.
No, this won't do. Tonight, when the others are gone, I must go to Brother Yu and demand an explanation.
Ye Lingling said nothing, but her small mouth was already pursed up.
The voluptuous and sexy madam in the palace dress leaned against the corner, silently telling herself she shouldn't be jealous.
After muttering it several times, her pink eyes flashed fiercely.
Not jealous?
Impossible, I can't do it!!
Stinky man, if you only have this stinking girl on your mind when you step out of the house, and if you haven't prepared a gift for me, I'll dry you up tonight.
Pay the debt with your body!
"Pop!"
A crystal clear thread was pulled out.
Ning Rongrong, blushing, shrank her swan neck.
Licking her lips.
"Thank you, Brother Yu."
Luo Yu's finger trailed along the girl's chin, "You belong to me, no need to say thank you."
The man's deep starry eyes, his assertive tone, caused Ning Rongrong to sink once more.
Standing on tiptoe, her vermilion lips unconsciously approached again.
Offering herself for Luo Yu to savor.
"Cough cough cough!"
A series of coughs arose.
Xiao Wu and her mother, the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters, Ye Lingling—five women couldn't bear to watch anymore.
If they looked any longer, they'd be tearing the little bitch apart!
Ning Rongrong was incredibly shy, but the excitement in her heart had yet to be fully released.
She leaned into Luo Yu's ear, whispering in a tiny mosquito voice.
"Brother Yu, come to my room tonight, I'll change clothes and wait for you."
"Hiss!"
Luo Yu's body tensed at that coquettish voice, far too enticing.
He felt that if Bi Bidong represented the unparalleled combination of angel and devil allures,
then A Wu definitely led in charm.
If it came to explosive figures, the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters were without a doubt at the top.
But when it came to coquettishness, the Little Princess Ning Rongrong was undoubtedly the best.
With at least a decade's worth of skill!
Luo Yu thought for a moment, tonight after Ye Lingling was finished with him, he would make his way to Ning Rongrong's room to brave the tiger's den.
Little did he know, the other women had also planned to hold him accountable.
Luo Yu scanned the room, catching sight of Yu Xiaogang with his face full of deep resentment but without the face to utter a word.
"Almost forgot about this guy."
He walked up to Yu Xiaogang, his tall figure towering a full head above the other.
Looking down, his gaze indifferent.
"Anything else to say?"
Yu Xiaogang looked into Luo Yu's intense gaze and suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.
All his self-confidence shattered.
Questioning whether he was truly a waste.
The things the other man exhibited, he truly knew nothing of.
No! Not a waste!!
I, Yu Xiaogang, am definitely not a waste.
I still have Tang San, as long as Xiaosan rises to defeat him, I will be able to hold my head high and regain all the face I've lost.
Right! No hurry, just endure a bit longer!!
Xiaosan will surely be able to do it.
Luo Yu pinched his fingers, "Looks like you still aren't convinced?"
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, his tone neither humble nor arrogant:
"I admit, you're very impressive, your pride is justified."
"Although this time it has indeed touched on my blind spot of knowledge, it doesn't mean I am incapable."
"Could you please help me out, solve the Martial Soul problem for me? I can give you appropriate compensation, and even share all my theories with you."
"Hiss!"
Those around him were stunned upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words.
Ma Hongjun spat out a mouthful of saliva, "I have never seen such a shameless person."
Yu Xiaogang ignored the comments around him, smiling as he looked towards Luo Yu.
"How do you feel about it?"
"If you help me, not only can you get paid, but you will also gain the friendship of the Top Three Sects, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, and the personal gratitude of Yu Xiaogang."
Luo Yu pinched his fingers, then suddenly smiled.
"Yu Xiaogang, I think—"
"Think what?" Yu Xiaogang smiled kindly, anticipating his own Martial Soul evolution.
Luo Yu's eyes flickered with a cold light.
"I think, you're somewhat shameless."
"Slap!!"
An explosive gust of wind came with the palm strike, even causing a sonic boom.
A slap landed squarely on Yu Xiaogang's face.
Before he could react, with his smile still hanging on his face,
his features were already distorted from the blow.
Teeth shattered, blood splattered.
The man was sent spiraling and flew out with a thud.
Ye Lingling conveniently passed a handkerchief from the side.
Casting a fleeting glance at Yu Xiaogang.
"Brother Yu, a handkerchief for you, it's dirty!"
"Thank you."
Luo Yu wiped his blood-stained hand, step by step approaching Yu Xiaogang sprawled on the floor.
"Was in a good mood today and didn't want to get bloody."
"But no matter how I look at you—"
"You seem a bit disgusting."
"You... you dare to hit me?" Yu Xiaogang's half face had swollen into a pig's head, his words whistling through gaps.
"Hit you I did." Luo Yu's eyes flashed with ferocity.
"You..."
Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, a boot imprinted on his face.
"Shut your mouth."
"This kick is on behalf of Dong'er."
"This one, on behalf of Liu Erlong."
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A succession of explosive sounds left Dai Mubai and the others shaking with fear.
They witnessed Luo Yu's ferocity once more.
Not daring to provoke further.
As for Yu Xiaogang, aside from Flander's hesitation, the others felt no sympathy, only disdain.
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ps: Brothers, my word is my bond, a promise is a promise, huh. At least five updates every day during the holiday.
Too tired, asking for a wave of recommendations and rewards~ begging bowl!