CHAPTER 649: CHAPTER 517: HERO TO THE RESCUE

Tears welled up in Lan Cai’er’s eyes, as an unprecedented sense of despair arose spontaneously.

Yan Jiu...

Tears, drip-dropping onto Dao Ge’s face, tore at his heart with pain.

Yet his actions did not cease, even if it was out of hatred, he wished to keep Lan Cai’er with him.

From behind, an immense force struck, followed by a loud bang.

Dao Ge was flipped over onto the ground, and through her tearful eyes, Lan Cai’er felt a warmth on her body, as she was held tightly and securely in someone’s embrace.

She lifted her face, only to see Yan Jiu’s face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Yan Jiu." When Lan Cai’er saw him, she burst into tears as if she had found an outlet, crying her heart out.

Yan Jiu, who had been ready to scold her harshly, suddenly felt a piercing ache in his heart and couldn’t utter a single word of reprimand.

For the first time in his life, he felt tongue-tied and didn’t know how to comfort her.

Had it not been for Wu Zhong’s discovery that Ye Lingyue was missing, which led him to realize Lan Cai’er was also gone, he would not have been searching the whole city for these two troublesome women.

And he would not have discovered his foolish woman nearly being taken advantage of by another man.

"Stupid woman, why are you crying? Haven’t I come for you?" His voice was hoarse, as he used unprecedented patience, wiping her tears with the pad of his fingers, coaxing the person in his embrace.

"You’re terrible, why did you only come to find me now? I was so scared, truly scared." Lan Cai’er wept bitterly, with snot and tears, making no attempt to hold back, smearing them all over Yan Jiu’s clothes.

An unparalleled sense of security made her cast aside all concerns and cling to the man before her, pouring out all her grievances.

"Let her go."

Dao Ge clambered up extremely awkwardly, hastily donning his clothes like an enraged beast robbed of its prey, wishing he could tear Yan Jiu to shreds.

Especially when he saw Lan Cai’er snuggling into Yan Jiu’s arms, crying and fussing so wantonly and petulantly, he felt an intense wrench in his heart, as jealousy took root and wildly proliferated.

She was just a hair’s breadth away from being his.

"Dao Ge, by what right do you demand that I let her go? I will not easily forgive what you’ve done to her tonight," Yan Jiu said, his voice shifted from soft comfort to an icy firmness in an instant, the air around him freezing, the temperature plummeting to a freezing point.

The elegant Yan Jiu remained as graceful as ever, but the murderous intent in his eyes made Dao Ge, who was from the Demon Sect, feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

A terrifying aura of slaughter struck towards Dao Ge’s top of the skull, and in his shock, he sensed a dreaded black light flash by.

He felt his blood freeze for an instant before launching a palm strike.

With a single palm movement from Yan Jiu, graceful as if he were fluttering a fan.

A thunderous roar sounded, and Dao Ge felt the Primordial Power surge through his wrist, his bones snapping with a crack, his body violently thrown backwards several steps, smashing hard into the cold wall.

The wall even sported a half-foot-deep hole where he had crashed into it.

The splitting pain in his hands and back couldn’t outweigh the shock and agony in his heart.

When Dao Ge finally regained his senses, the chilling laughter still echoed in the alley, Yan Jiu and Lan Cai’er had long since vanished.

Dao Ge was terrified.

Who exactly was that man?

No matter who he is... he took Lan Cai’er away.

Dao Ge’s heart grew colder bit by bit.

A terrible desire to destroy everything overwhelmed his will; he was determined to take Lan Cai’er back.

Late at night, a loud BAM startled everyone at Qingyun Building awake.

A voice was heard, frightening the half-asleep owner half to death.

"Prepare some hot water, send it to the Tian character Number 2 room."

Another thunderous noise of a door closing, before Lan Cai’er could react, she was thrown onto the bed by Yan Jiu.

Tian character Number 2 room was Yan Jiu’s room.

By this time, Lan Cai’er had sobered up quite a bit, having cried enough. Fearful to look at Yan Jiu, she could only hug the quilt from his bed, wrapping herself into a cocoon shape, burying her head inside, not daring to make a sound.

Just now, she only knew that Yan Jiu suddenly erupted with a terrifying energy, managing to push back Dao Ge with just one move.

Dao Ge’s strength was at least of the Reincarnation Fourth Path, yet Yan Jiu managed to fend him off with a single blow.

Goodness, such a formidable guy, in the future, it would be best to argue with him less, lest he simply silenced her one day in a bad mood.

A rustling of clothes, Lan Cai’er curiously poked her head out, just in time to see Yan Jiu throwing off his shirt to one side.

Yan Jiu always preferred cleanliness, covered in Lan Cai’er’s snot and tears from her earlier crying and fussing, he removed his clothing as soon as he returned.

Outside the door came the tremulous voice of a waiter, coming to deliver water for bathing.

When the waiter brought the water in and saw the mountainous quilt on Yan Jiu’s bed, he smiled suggestively and quickly withdrew.

In the room, only two people remained.

Lan Cai’er, feeling somewhat embarrassed, coughed a few times and just as she was about to speak, the quilt was suddenly thrown off.

"What are you doing?"

Before Lan Cai’er could finish her sentence, she was stripped off her clothes like peeling a sticky rice dumpling and tossed into the bathtub.

She wasn’t prepared at all and gulped down a few mouthfuls of hot water.

"Damn Yan Jiu, are you trying to drown Grandma?" An angry Lan Cai’er couldn’t care less about fear.

"What am I doing? Cleaning off the smell on you!" Carrying Lan Cai’er back, Yan Jiu thought of how close she was to being completely devoured by others if he was any later. Just thinking about it made him furious.

Lan Cai’er froze, then looking over her own body, traces seemed to linger on her chest and between her legs, as if Dao Ge’s presence was still there.

Was he disgusted by her?

Lan Cai’er’s nose soured, tears couldn’t help but fall.

She was not one to cry, not even during a heartbreak before had she felt as sad or tortured as this time.

But tonight, these two men had made her cry all the tears she should have in her lifetime.

She heard a supressed sobbing sound behind her.

Yan Jiu stiffened all over.

"Why cry? I haven’t bullied you. Women are just troublesome." Yan Jiu felt somewhat helpless, he took a deep breath and turned around.

In the steamy mist, Lan Cai’er huddled into a ball, her beautiful eyes red from crying.

Her long hair sprawled on her body, damp and dripping with beads of water.

This scene made Yan Jiu’s mouth run dry in an instant.

For a moment, he didn’t know where to rest his eyes, then suddenly heard a splash of water, as a pair of slippery arms encircled him.

"Then you, help me remove the smell on my body," Lan Cai’er’s voice carried a hint of seduction, perhaps the last bit of alcohol’s influence at work, mustering all her courage she blurted out the words.