CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 372: TROUBLE AT THE NIGHTCLUB

"This authoritarian man can’t bring you happiness, miss. I can imagine how much pain you’re in under his oppression. Come, grab my hand, let me help you escape this man’s clutches, let me guide you to happiness." The man’s hand covered his chest, his unwavering eyes locked onto Lin Mengyao, "Don’t be afraid of him, I will protect you." As he spoke, the man’s eyes conveyed an encouraging look to Lin Mengyao.

The man was lost in his own emotions, as if he was a prince rescuing a princess, while Xu Ke was the dragon that had seized the princess. He was utterly narcissistic.

Lin Mengyao looked at the other’s earnest expression and the hand extended toward her, and she could only feel goosebumps rising all over her body, practically falling to the floor.

Who knows where he got his confidence from.

"I don’t need your protection. I can naturally protect my own woman." Xu Ke said with a frown, his gaze unfriendly.

Xu Ke harbored hostility toward anyone who attempted to take Lin Mengyao away, and it was impossible for him to have a friendly face toward them.

But Lin Mengyao precisely liked Xu Ke’s attitude of treating her like a treasure that no one could casually touch. Such a life wouldn’t become tiresome for Lin Mengyao even after a hundred years. There’s no way she would leave someone as great as Xu Ke for a few words from a man she barely knows.

"Do I look like an idiot to you?" Lin Mengyao stood behind Xu Ke, arms folded, looking impossibly defiant, her entire demeanor exuding an untamable wildness. Yet her demeanor didn’t make her look like a shrew; instead, it made her like a dazzling little sun in the nightclub. More and more attention was unconsciously drawn to her, but Lin Mengyao didn’t change her expression at all, as if she didn’t notice.

"What makes you think I would abandon such an excellent husband to choose a stranger like you? Moreover, my husband treats me very well, and I am very happy with him. Please don’t make unfounded guesses or maliciously slander my husband, or I won’t let you off." Lin Mengyao’s colorful eyes narrowed slightly, making her look both wild and irresistibly sexy.

"You look so beautiful like this, it makes me intoxicated," the man completely disregarded Lin Mengyao’s words. Instead, cupping his hands to his chest, he displayed a look of intoxication, which was completely an eyesore to Xu Ke.

Xu Ke’s fist mercilessly struck the man’s nose, "Swallow back your disgusting words." Xu Ke said coldly and unceremoniously.

Xu Ke’s punch was swift and without warning, and the man couldn’t dodge it, falling to the ground from Xu Ke’s punch. The pain in his nose made tears uncontrollably flow from his eyes, alongside the uncontrollable stream of blood from his nose.

The people around, seeing two men fighting over a woman with blood already shed, not only didn’t take out their phones to call the police but cheered instead. They even made space for the two to fight, with loud cheers, whistles, and applause filling the nightclub. The lighting technician cooperatively focused the lights on the main characters, and the DJ changed his rhythm to make the music blood-pumping, as if eager to rip apart his clothes and shout.

What was just a nightclub scene suddenly seemed to turn into a gladiator arena.

The man on the ground got up, his azure eyes like a dangerous sea, wild enough to destroy anything at any moment.

"Damn it, you ambushed me and hit me. Were you born of a whore? Using such underhanded tactics." The man wiped the blood from under his nose, speaking with resentment.

"Looks like the lesson wasn’t enough. I told you to clean up your mouth, but your mouth is still this foul, not a decent word." Xu Ke slowly cracked his knuckles. The music had stopped at some point, and the cheers disappeared the moment the man got up. Thus, the crackling sound of Xu Ke’s joints was especially loud in the silence.

"With your physique? Ha, I’ll beat you until you’re like a pile of dog crap, you trash." The man raised a middle finger at Xu Ke in provocation.

In the next instant, the man lunged at Xu Ke like a leopard, with a fist aimed at him, he shouted before making a move, "I want to pin you down and teach you a good lesson."

As he charged at Xu Ke, his eyes carried a smug certainty. His fist, as large as a clay pot, whistled through the air towards Xu Ke’s nose, clearly intending to get revenge for Xu Ke hitting his own nose.

Xu Ke stood motionless, while the onlookers grew restless.

"Dodge, what are you standing there for!" someone shouted.

"Is he frozen with fear? Yellow skin monkey is just a yellow skin monkey, only fit to be beaten."

"I thought we could watch a good show, but this is it? Really disappointing."

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The crowd’s voices mixed together, turning the once silent nightclub into a chaotic market. Yet amid the noise, a scream could not be ignored.

The crowd, having wandered off after losing interest, refocused their attention upon hearing the scream, unsure of what just happened. The previously arrogant man was again sprawled on the ground, while the so-called brown skin monkey still stood as before, barely having moved at all.

"What just happened? How did he end up on the ground?" someone who hadn’t seen the action asked the person next to them.

The person beside them was just as dumbfounded, responding in a daze, "Probably witchcraft, Eastern witchcraft."

"What? Is he a Witchcraft Master?" Someone else, who hadn’t paid attention to Xu Ke’s actions, shouted in shock upon hearing their conversation.

The people around, hearing the exclamation, looked at Xu Ke with new eyes filled with caution, curiosity, admiration, and excitement. Without his knowledge, the title of Eastern Witchcraft Master had already been pinned on him.

The man Xu Ke had kicked onto the ground got up again, though his movements were a bit unsteady.

"I’m just standing here not moving, and you can’t beat me. Are you going to keep humiliating yourself?" Xu Ke looked at the man’s raised fist aimed at him, speaking expressionlessly.

"I didn’t notice last time, which is why you lowlife succeeded. This time I’ll teach you well, making you beg like a dead dog on the ground." The man rubbed the spot Xu Ke had kicked, speaking fiercely.

"Heh." Xu Ke didn’t respond to the man’s words but instead gave him a contemptuous look and a mocking chuckle.