Chapter 1278: Chapter 1276: It Happened

Li Wan nodded; she was indeed tired.

For the past two months, she had hardly had a good night’s sleep, spending every day in fear.

Fear of Zheng Kun, fear of “addiction,” fear of the count.

She definitely needed a good night’s sleep.

Li Wan certainly couldn’t let Wang Dadong sleep in the living room, so she led him to the guest room, and then returned to her own bedroom.

Just after Wang Dadong finished his shower and lay down, he received a call from Lin Shiyan.

“Wang Dadong, are you dead? I said come home if you want, and you really don’t come home, huh!” As soon as the call connected, Lin Shiyan’s voice, almost a roar, came through.

Recently, Lin Shiyan seemed to be developing in the direction of Sister Lin, but it was obvious that she was deliberately pretending for Wang Dadong.

Tonight, Wang Dadong didn’t return home, which made her quite angry, almost unable to keep up the act.

After all, she came home after work, happily looking forward to seeing him, but he wasn’t home, which would upset anyone.

Usually, she didn’t care what Wang Dadong did, but not coming home at night was really hard for a woman to accept.

“Sister Lin, I really have something going on tonight…” It took about ten seconds for Wang Dadong to bring the phone to his ear and say.

“Really? Can you tell me where you are and what you’re doing?”

“I’m at…”

“Don’t say you’re with your security buddies; I’ve already asked Yong Limei to check in.” Just as Wang Dadong was about to lie, Lin Shiyan interrupted.

Wang Dadong suddenly felt a bit troubled; he couldn’t possibly tell Lin Shiyan he was at his aunt’s house comforting her.

With Lin Shiyan’s personality, if she found out he dared to stay at Li Wan’s house all night, she would definitely turn from Sister Lin into Demoness Lin.

Besides, Wang Dadong didn’t want to tell Lin Shiyan about Li Wan’s situation just yet.

“Sister Lin, don’t ask anymore; I’ll tell you later.”

“Forget it, where you go is your business; it’s got nothing to do with me. I’m going to sleep, goodbye!” Lin Shiyan said angrily and hung up the phone.

Looking at the thick stack of contracts, Lin Shiyan felt a bit frustrated; she had originally wanted Wang Dadong to help her with them.

Over at Hell.

“Drunken Sky King, am I not performing well?” Vivi said a bit disappointedly.

“Did he really just have you review contracts, and nothing else? That shouldn’t be…” Jun Tianzui rubbed his chin, seemingly puzzled.

“Should I go again tonight?” Vivi asked.

“Go, of course go. It doesn’t matter what he has you do, as long as he’s happy. After all, making the employer satisfied is our only pursuit, right?”

“By the way, Vivi, remember this, don’t let the woman in the villa discover you, otherwise, the mission will be considered a failure.” As Vivi was leaving, Jun Tianzui reminded again.

He had seen Sister-in-law’s fiery temper before. If she found out Wang Dadong dared to bring another woman into the villa, the scene would be too beautiful to imagine, and Jun Tianzui wouldn’t dare to even think about it.

After hanging up Lin Shiyan’s call, Wang Dadong did not sleep immediately. After all, he had killed the count, a vampire count.

There could still be others involved.

After a full two hours, with no unusual reactions, it seemed he was overthinking it.

After all, vampires are extremely rare, and even if the count was killed, the other party might not necessarily link it to Li Wan.

But there was one thing Wang Dadong couldn’t understand.

A vampire from the West, instead of staying there, came to Huaxia and targeted a woman. What was it all for?

Could it have something to do with the Shiyan Group?

For now, he had too little information to analyze anything yet.

He could only remind those over at Hell to keep an eye on any news related to vampires.

“Ah, no!”

Just as Wang Dadong was about to sleep, he suddenly heard Li Wan’s cry and his expression changed instantly, rushing out of the room.

Upon entering Li Wan’s room, Wang Dadong finally breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out Li Wan was having a nightmare.

No wonder he didn’t sense any danger approaching.

What left him a bit helpless was that Li Wan had thrown herself into his arms again.

“It’s okay now, Aunt, I’m here.” Wang Dadong gently patted Li Wan’s shivering body and softly said.

He knew that for Li Wan to escape the nightmare of the count would take some time.

“Dadong, don’t go, okay?” Li Wan looked at Wang Dadong with pleading eyes like a frightened little bunny.

“Mm, Aunt, I won’t leave; I’ll stay here and watch over you. You can sleep.” Wang Dadong nodded.

Only then did Li Wan lie back down.

Wang Dadong sat at the bedside, watching over Li Wan as she slept.

Sure enough, with him there, Li Wan grew calm and quickly fell asleep again.

And so, Wang Dadong kept watch by Li Wan’s bedside, slowly falling asleep himself.

Around three or four in the morning, Wang Dadong suddenly woke up from a dream.

It wasn’t that he had a nightmare; on the contrary, he had a wonderful dream.

He dreamed of the Piano Emperor.

A bitter smile spread across Wang Dadong’s face; this dream ended too soon. If possible, he really hoped he would never wake up from it.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Wang Dadong’s brow furrowed.

He felt a rush of anxiety.

This is…

“Addiction” was kicking in!

When Wang Dadong personally experienced the process of “addiction” taking hold, he finally understood why Li Wan was in so much pain.

It really was excruciating, as if bugs were crawling inside his body, wriggling back and forth inside him.

It was painful, yet itchy.

Not the kind of itch on the skin, but an internal itch that grew worse the more scratched.

Soon, Wang Dadong was soaked in sweat.

Actually, with his level of cultivation and past experiences, he was well equipped to resist the pain of “addiction.”

But instead of resisting, he wanted to truly feel that pain because only then could he genuinely accompany Li Wan in kicking the habit.

Fully accepting such a sensation wasn’t a pleasant experience.

The itchiness was, in fact, more torturous than pain.

Wang Dadong even felt so uncomfortable he wanted to chop off his own fingers.

In extreme discomfort, he had to keep it in because he didn’t want to disturb Li Wan.

His hands involuntarily pressed against the wall, leaving finger marks in the process, even as he was doing his best to restrain himself; otherwise, the wall might have collapsed.

“Could it be that I can’t withstand it either?” Wang Dadong began to doubt himself.

As time passed, the agony intensified, as if a thousand bugs had multiplied into ten thousand, a hundred thousand, all crawling within him.

More and more uncomfortable, more and more unbearable.

Just as Wang Dadong was reaching his limit and about to scream, a pair of hands gently hugged him.