"You all go out, I need to discuss something important with my senior sister." Fang Shaogong's eyes flashed with a hint of lewdness as he looked at Si Qianyu.
This group is inherently lecherous, and many of the female disciples of the Three Thousand Towers have been harmed by them.
He had long had his eye on Si Qianyu, but he hadn't dared to make a move because of her strength.
He was seething with anger today, and when he saw Si Qianyu, he couldn't contain himself.
"Senior sister, I've met Ye Xingchen before, and he's not easy to deal with." Fang Shaogong pretended to take a few steps forward, almost touching Si Qianyu.
“He is a master of the Heavenly Realm, and his strength is comparable to my master’s. Do you think you can handle him?” Si Qianyu frowned slightly, took a step back, and distanced herself from him.
"I just wanted to help my mother out. Ye Xingchen is a big client. Killing him would bring many benefits." Fang Shaogong took another arrogant step forward.
He took a deep breath, greedily inhaling the delicate fragrance emanating from Si Qianyu: "Senior sister, you smell so good."
"Stay away from me." Si Qianyu frowned. How could she not know who Fang Shaogong was?
"Senior sister, why do you always treat me like this?" Fang Shaogong's eyes flashed with anger.
"Don't think I don't know what dirty tricks you're up to. I'm warning you to keep those thoughts to yourself, or don't blame me for disregarding the sect leader's feelings." Si Qianyu gave him a cold glance.
Many of the female disciples in the sect had been harmed by him, and he had harassed her repeatedly. If it were anyone else, Si Qianyu would have slit his throat long ago.
"Si Qianyu, who the hell do you think you are?" Fang Shaogong finally couldn't contain his anger any longer.
Which of the female disciples of the Three Thousand Towers would dare to give him such a cold shoulder? He had to be humble and subservient to her in order to get this woman into bed.
Despite this, Si Qianyu's attitude towards him remained very poor.
"I am Si Qianyu, the eldest disciple of the Three Thousand Towers," Si Qianyu said coldly. "What do you want?"
"Bullshit, aren't you just a bitch from the Three Thousand Towers? Without my mother, you'd be nothing." Fang Shaogong went all out.
He glared at Si Qianyu and said, "I'll be blunt. I want to have sex with you. If you know what's good for you, lie on the bed and spread your legs. You'll get your share of the benefits after I've had my way with you."
"Are you done talking?" A murderous intent suddenly flashed across Si Qianyu's face.
"It's not over yet, damn it. Always putting on airs, do you really think you're so great? Weren't you born to be played by men?"
As Fang Shaogong spoke, he reached out and ripped at Shu Qianyu's clothes at the chest: "Damn it, today I'm going to push you down and make you beg for mercy under my crotch."
*Screech*... Si Qianyu's silk top was ripped open at the chest.
She remained unmoved, coldly staring at Fang Shaogong, her right hand pointing forward, *poof*...
"Ah..." Fang Shaogong was sent flying by her finger. He crashed into the wall with a thud and was bounced back.
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish today." Si Qianyu stared coldly at him, a short knife already in her hand.
"Kill me? Do you dare? I am the young master of the Three Thousand Pavilion. What's wrong with sleeping with one of my own female disciples?" Fang Shaogong struggled to his feet, a sinister smile on his face: "I'm flattering you. You are the eldest disciple of my Three Thousand Pavilion."
"If I don't give you a chance, you're nothing."
Si Qianyu's expression was cold. She raised the knife in her hand, ready to slash the man's thigh.
Yes, he is the young master. I can't kill him, but I can certainly beat him half to death.
But at that moment, she suddenly felt her body stiffen, and she could no longer muster her inner energy. She felt dizzy and weak, and collapsed to the ground.
"You poisoned me?" Si Qianyu was both shocked and furious.
"Hahaha, you didn't expect that, did you?" Fang Shaogong stood up: "The medicine from Flower God Valley is quite effective. It's colorless and odorless, and it can infect people just by spreading it in the air."
"And it's specifically designed to deal with experts like you. Your true energy is sealed right now, and you won't be able to muster any internal strength for three hours. Besides, you'll be begging me to take you down."
"Fang Shaogong, I'll kill you." Si Qianyu's expression was furious. She was so weak that she could barely lift a finger.
But unfortunately, she was in poor spirits and felt physically empty, yearning for fulfillment.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Today I'm going to teach you a lesson." Fang Shaogong leered and pounced on Si Qianyu, pinning her beneath him.
Si Qianyu was powerless to struggle. She gritted her teeth and was about to commit suicide with a hidden weapon. Even if she died, she could not bear to be insulted by this bastard.
Just then, Ye Xingchen suddenly appeared in the room, grabbed Fang Shaogong by the back of his collar, and yanked him backward.
With a thud, Fang Shaogong was thrown against the wall and bounced back. He lay on the ground, blood coming out of his mouth and nose.
"Ye Xingchen, it's you again?" Fang Shaogong was both shocked and furious. This bastard had ruined his plans time and time again. He was asking for death.
Ye Xingchen ignored him, took off his coat, wrapped it around the barely clothed Si Qianyu, then carried her to the bed.
Si Qianyu's delicate body trembled, and tears streamed down her face.
"It's okay, I'm here for you," Ye Xingchen comforted her.
"I'll kill you." Fang Shaogong leaped up, grabbed a spiked weapon in his hand, and attacked Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen grabbed his neck and squeezed it slightly.
Fang Shaogong felt like he was suffocating. He loosened his grip, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground. Then he struggled desperately.
"Ye Xingchen, I am the young master of the Three Thousand Pavilion. If you dare to kill me, you will be going against the entire Three Thousand Pavilion!" Fang Shaogong roared.
"Your Three Thousand Towers' target this time was me." Ye Xingchen grinned. "You're all going to kill me, do you expect me to be merciful to you?"
"You...you dare touch me, we at Three Thousand Towers...will fight you to the death!" Fang Shaogong screamed.
"Is that so?" Ye Xingchen suddenly flung Fang Shaogong out of the window with a thud, and he fell to the ground.
Ye Xingchen flashed in front of him and stepped on his chest.
"Release our young master!" Several disciples from the Three Thousand Towers roared in anger, surrounding Ye Xingchen and attacking him from behind.
With a wave of his right hand, several pebbles suddenly floated up, and with a whoosh, several disciples of the Three Thousand Towers fell to the ground.
Fang Shaogong screamed in agony: "You dare kill my Three Thousand Tower disciples, I..."
"You're assassins, aren't you? Your job is to kill and rob, so is it strange that you got killed?" Ye Xingchen laughed.
"Besides, your Three Thousand Towers has already issued a kill order, hasn't it? You want to kill me? Do you expect me to wash my neck clean and wait for you to come and kill me?"
As Ye Xingchen spoke, the weight on his feet increased.
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