National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

His tone was calm, yet carried the weight of an indisputable command.

"As you command, Master."

Yumizakura raised her head slightly, her eyes twinkling like stars. With a light blink, a radiant shimmer passed over them.

She swayed her waist, supple as a new willow in spring, its every movement full of enchanting grace.

It was as if she were performing a silent dance of seduction.

Taking light steps, she pushed open the door and glided out.

Her departing figure seemed to possess a magic of its own, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room to unconsciously follow her.

'Master?'

Hearing this intimate and ambiguous form of address, an unconcealed look of envy instantly appeared on Zheng Bolan's face. 'Mr. Chu is truly in a league of his own,' he marveled to himself. 'His methods, his luck with women… truly beyond anyone else's reach. If only I could have an opportunity like that, how wonderful and carefree my life would be. But alas, from childhood to this day, I've never met a woman as devastatingly beautiful and utterly charming as Yumizakura. All the world's beauty seems to converge in her, captivating the heart yet feeling utterly unattainable.'

Xiang Xiufang, on the other hand, frowned slightly, a hint of awkwardness on her face as her ears quietly reddened in embarrassment.

After all, her child was right beside her.

Yumizakura's undisguised, almost explicit words were like a sharp sword, easily piercing the defenses of a conservative person like her,

leaving her at a complete loss.

It was like standing under the scorching sun,

feeling uncomfortable all over, yet not knowing how to dispel the awkward atmosphere.

"Everyone, could you please come over for a moment?"

Yumizakura stood gracefully at the doorway.

Her exquisite face was adorned with a smile as brilliant and captivating as a blooming spring flower.

Her voice, soft and melodious like a nightingale's song, carried an irresistible magic as she called to them.

"What is it?"

The security captain from before, Saito Sonosuke, rushed over as if drawn by a magnet.

He already had ill intentions and had been pretending to stroll nonchalantly around the house,

but in reality, his ears were pricked, trying to eavesdrop on every word and detail from inside.

Now, hearing Yumizakura's call at the door,

the greedy desire hidden in the depths of his heart instantly erupted like a volcano,

completely consuming the last shred of his reason.

He hurried over, his gait hasty and even a little desperate,

as if terrified of missing out on some priceless treasure.

The other security personnel also seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

After a brief trance,

they all gathered around mechanically, like puppets.

In total, there were exactly thirteen of them.

Within Yumizakura's eyes,

a bewitching and seductive magenta glow appeared without warning.

Within the magenta halo lay a mysterious spiritual world.

Invisible spiritual energy spread out in soft, captivating ripples, like the surface of a lake brushed by a spring breeze,

one wave gently following another, slowly spreading outward.

The ripples emanated an aura that could intoxicate the soul and make one lose all sense of self,

spreading silently like an ethereal mist.

In an instant, all the White-Red Empire security personnel, including Saito Sonosuke,

froze in place as if hit by an Immobilization Spell, their bodies rigid.

Their eyes were vacant and lifeless, as if their souls had been torn from their bodies.

They became thoughtless puppets,

left to the mercy of Yumizakura, a demon fox who wielded a powerful Charm Technique.

Chu He knew the full extent of Yumizakura's Charm Technique.

It was for this very reason

that he had confidently entrusted the crucial task of interrogating the security personnel

to Yumizakura, the leader of the demon fox clan.

Yumizakura's Charm Technique was like an invisible yet incomparably sharp blade,

capable of silently breaching an enemy's psychological defenses.