However, Zhou Mu didn't care at all.
He maintained his cold, mocking expression and said, "I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the acrid medicine, and I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise..."
As he said this, a deep killing intent flashed across his dark eyes.
Clearly, those unfinished words contained a strong killing intent, something he, having received a good education in the modern era, would never have done.
However, for him, if someone destroyed his world, then he would destroy that person's world. He believed in repaying evil with kindness, but how could he repay kindness? He didn't consider himself to have a very good temper; to put it bluntly, he was vindictive and hated evil as if it were his enemy.
Seeing the murderous aura that Zhou Mu had already revealed, Cao Feng felt a chill run down his spine.
He had only ever felt this way when facing Zhang Tianjian, the Lord of the Sword God Temple.
But that person was already a Saint King level powerhouse.
With this in mind, he took a deep breath. His eyes were filled with complex emotions. He had already made the choice that was most beneficial to him at the moment and said, "Chen Yao is currently at the Yi Hong Courtyard."
"The brothel?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu raised an eyebrow, and as if realizing something, his expression changed instantly. In a flash, he appeared in front of Cao Feng.
Although Cao Feng was taller than Zhou Mu, Zhou Mu was far superior in terms of imposing presence.
The oppressive aura of a saint is no joke.
"Has he ever touched Dandan?"
This is his bottom line, and a red line he absolutely cannot cross.
When he learned that Zhou Dandan was trapped in the dark room, he rushed over in a panic.
However, he did not possess this power at the time. Coincidentally, after he rescued Zhou Dandan, Han Fei emerged from seclusion and, with the aid of the Divine Radiance Sword, his cultivation level reached the Quasi-Emperor level.
Although it was said that it relied on the power of external objects, the imposing aura surging around it was undeniable.
With a casual wave of his hand, the spiritual energy emanating from between his fingers filled Zhou Mu's entire body, and his cultivation level reached the Saint Realm.
And that's how this scene came about.
The youngest saintly powerhouse.
Upon hearing this, Cao Feng's expression changed slightly. After sensing the chilling killing intent, he immediately said, "No, absolutely not. I gave him a death order, and he dared not disobey."
Hearing Cao Feng's repeated assurances, Zhou Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, as he left, he still didn't forget to say something harsh: "Remember, there are some people you can't afford to offend. If you provoke me again in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Cao Feng shivered violently.
Despite the bright and sunny spring weather, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Yihongyuan
now
Inside a room, intimate sounds, both intimate and suggestive, were emanating, tinged with a hint of pleasure.
"Hate……"
The sweet, delicate voice of the young woman was so soothing it melted your heart, giving you an indescribable itch.
"She's a real beauty."
The voice speaking at this moment is that of a man.
Then the sound of voices could no longer be heard.
About an hour later, the exhilarating battle finally came to an end.
On the bed, Chen Yao, with a satisfied smile on his face, put his arm around the woman's shoulder and said, "Xiao Qing, why don't you redeem yourself?"
Xiaoqing pouted and said, "That sounds good, but I don't have any money."
As she spoke, Xiaoqing looked pitifully at Chenyao.
Chen Yao chuckled and, seeing the hopeful look in their eyes, said, "I don't have any either."
Xiaoqing was a little unhappy. "Then why did you bring this up? You made people happy for nothing."
His tone was already somewhat dissatisfied, but considering that the person in front of him was a god of wealth, he dared not show his dissatisfaction too obviously, so he restrained himself somewhat.
Chen Yao's gaze suddenly became complicated. She sighed deeply and said, "In chaotic times, at least you have someone to rely on in the Yi Hong Courtyard. If you're like me, homeless, you might get killed one day."
Perhaps sensing the melancholy in Chenyao's words, Xiaoqing noticed something was amiss and quickly asked with feigned concern, "Brother Yao, has something serious happened? Tell Xiaoqing, maybe Xiaoqing can offer you some advice?"
Although Chen Yao knew that Xiao Qing was just putting on an act and hadn't put on any real feelings, all she wanted was the money in his pocket.
But for him at this moment, that was enough, after all, some people wouldn't even bother with pretense.
He knew he had become a pawn, and that Cao Feng might betray him at any moment. He had already figured out how he would die then.
Fortunately, his family was able to benefit from his existence, which was enough.
As he was thinking, his gaze suddenly wandered, his throat moved, and then he pounced on her like a hungry wolf, swallowing all the words that Xiaoqing hadn't yet spoken.
Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well enjoy ourselves to the fullest before we die. Even if we die, we'll die with our fill.
Of course, this "fullness" doesn't refer to the fullness one feels when eating.
...
It took another half an hour to figure it out.
After exhausting herself, Chenyao fell into a deep sleep.
Dreams have everything, they're wonderful, but they're so unreal that you can't even reach out and touch them.
Chenyao was unwilling to wake up; compared to the cold world, the illusory dream was enough to comfort her heart.
When he woke up, it was already midnight. The bed beside him was empty and had lost all warmth. At this time of day, it must have taken a lot of walking to make the bed so cold.
In other words, Xiaoqing left just as he fell asleep. For a profession with such a special mission, time is life, and wasting time is undoubtedly wasting life and money. Moreover, the evening is the time when there are the most people, and business people who are good at doing business will seize the opportunity.
Chen Yao was already used to this.
Not waking him up and kicking him out was the last act of kindness she could show.
After a quick wash, he went outside. The place was already bustling with noise, and the delicate, melodious voices of birds filled the air, creating a hazy, enchanting atmosphere.
Chen Yao frequented this place, so she knew the way well and walked to the somewhat hidden back door. In the passageway, two people were doing something naughty. When they saw Chen Yao, they were still unfazed and continued to play happily.
He opened the door and strode out. Only after leaving that quagmire-like environment was he able to catch his breath. Large drops of sweat fell from his forehead. He leaned against the wall and, after regaining his senses, decided to go back.
He had just looked up when a figure came into view.
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