Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Song Zixuan's pupils contracted. "Keep digging!" she ordered immediately.

"Yes, ma'am!"

A group of workers quickly resumed their excavation, crying out in surprise moments later.

"Inspector Song, there's another body here! That makes two in total!"

"What? Are they both cultivators?"

Song Zixuan was stunned. Every cultivator was a precious asset to China. Only a few emerged from every one hundred thousand ordinary people. The discovery of a cultivator's corpse, let alone two, was undoubtedly an extremely serious case.

Song Zixuan walked briskly over and looked at the two corpses on the ground, her brows tightly furrowed. "One is a cultivator, and the other is an ordinary person. A cultivator's bones are far tougher and more resistant to fire than an ordinary person's, but..."

She observed them carefully, her stunning face marked with solemnity. After a moment of silence, she spoke. "Take these two bodies back. Notify the Inspectorate Bureau, and report this to the Dragon Bureau as well!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

A group of people immediately took out body bags and carried away the corpses of Sun Tiansheng and Zhao Wuji. Song Zixuan took one last look at the scene, her brow deeply furrowed.

There were no security cameras nearby. The adjacent highway was also in a suburban area where cameras were scarce, which would undoubtedly make the investigation more difficult.

Who could it be?

A deep suspicion grew in Song Zixuan's mind. Recently, cultivators had been turning up dead in East Sea. This was almost unheard of. In the last month alone, there had been several incidents with extremely serious casualties.

Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind—Zhao Dong! This month, several brawls leading to casualties in East Sea were connected to him: the deaths of Wei Wu and Little Fortune...

Although there was no concrete evidence, Song Zixuan had heard rumors that pointed to his handiwork.

A grave look appeared in her eyes as she murmured, "Zhao Dong, Zhao Dong, just what is your origin?"

A trace of resentment surfaced in her heart. How could this man have advanced so terrifyingly? Before, Zhao Dong was merely at the Inner Strength Stage. Yet, within a single month, he was able to eliminate a Grandmaster-realm expert. The discovery had shocked her when she learned of it.

The cultivator today was at least a Third-Grade Grandmaster... Zhao Dong, you aren't involved in this, are you? If you are, then don't blame me for bringing you to justice!

A hint of determination appeared in Song Zixuan's eyes as she led her team back to the Dragon Bureau.

The Dragon Bureau had a strict reporting system. As an external inspector, Song Zixuan reported to the Dragon Captains, who answered to the Inspector Captains. At the very top was the Commissioner, the head of the entire city-level Dragon Bureau.

Dragon Captains typically managed day-to-day security patrols and cultivator affairs, while any cases required the involvement of an Inspector Captain.

After pondering for a long while, Song Zixuan arrived at the Inspector Captain's office and knocked.

A voice came from inside. "Come in!"

Taking a deep breath, Song Zixuan pushed the door open. Sitting inside was the very same Inspector Captain who had intended to cripple Zhao Dong's meridians and inner core—Sun Feichen.

Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan had arrived just in time. Otherwise, Zhao Dong would have been turned into a complete invalid.

Sun Feichen had later considered eliminating Zhao Dong completely. However, he dared not act rashly, as both the Han Family and Xu Yafei were protecting him. In his heart, he had always considered Zhao Dong a thorn in his side. If I don't kill him now, he'll inevitably come to eradicate me once he grows stronger!

Watching Song Zixuan walk in gracefully, Sun Feichen looked at her and asked, "Zixuan, what's wrong?"

Sun Feichen was quite courteous to Song Zixuan, as she was the young mistress of the Song Family, a prestigious clan in East Sea. It was said that her family had connections to the Song Family in the Provincial City. Furthermore, the East Sea Song Family reportedly had its own sect and cultivators among its members. Though the Song Family wasn't well-known in East Sea, its power was formidable.

Song Zixuan glanced at Sun Feichen and said, "Inspector Captain Sun, I have an urgent matter to report!"

"Oh? Go ahead."

Song Zixuan paused, her tone growing grave. "Inspector Captain Sun, a short while ago, a warehouse in the suburbs caught fire. A staff member from the Dragon Bureau sensed Spiritual Energy fluctuations there, indicating a fight between cultivators. By the time we arrived, the warehouse was in ruins. We found two bodies. According to the Dragon Bureau's technical department, one of the bodies belongs to a cultivator. Based on bone density analysis, he was estimated to be a Grandmaster-realm cultivator!"

Sun Feichen's expression changed dramatically, and he shot to his feet. "A Grandmaster-realm cultivator?!"

"That's right!"

The air grew tense. Sun Feichen's face was grim. Grandmaster-realm cultivators were a rarity in East Sea; nearly all of them were prominent figures. The discovery of a Grandmaster's body was a bombshell.

"Investigate this immediately! Find out this person's identity! It's highly unusual for a Grandmaster-realm cultivator to be burned to death. Gather all clues at once, identify the murderer, and bring them to justice without delay!"

"Yes, Inspector Captain Sun!"

After Song Zixuan left, Sun Feichen squinted. Just then, his phone rang. He hesitated for a moment before answering.

A laugh came from the other end. "Inspector Captain Sun, are you busy?"

Sun Feichen chuckled. "Ah, it's Mr. Hong. Not at all, not at all. What can I do for you?"

The caller was none other than Hong Wu.

Hong Wu smiled faintly. "If you're not busy, come over for a drink. I have some friends here, and it's been a while. And by the way, some foreign women have just arrived at the Imperial International Nightclub."

Sun Feichen gave a wry smile. "Mr. Hong, it's not even evening yet. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to go now?"

Hong Wu's voice was light, but his words carried weight. "If you want to give me, Hong Wu, some face, you'll come. Of course, if Inspector Captain Sun chooses not to, I won't hold it against you."

Though said with a laugh, the words sent a chill down Sun Feichen's spine. He quickly forced a laugh of his own. "Mr. Hong, I'll head over right now. Save those foreign women for me. I plan on taking two tonight!"

"I'll be waiting!"

After hanging up, Sun Feichen gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath. That old fox! He's always trying to drag me down into the mud with him!

He felt helpless. After all, Hong Wu's status was significant. Although he was an Inspector Captain for the Dragon Bureau, representing the side of justice, probably only the Commissioner of the Dragon Bureau in all of East Sea could suppress Hong Wu. He really couldn't afford to disrespect the man.

Sun Feichen knew Hong Wu wouldn't contact him for no reason—he must be up to something. But he also knew he had no choice. If he offended Hong Wu, his own life would become very difficult. After some thought, he headed toward the Imperial International Nightclub.

「Meanwhile」

Zhao Dong drove Jiang Nianyu to the entrance of the Jiang residence.

"We're here. Getting out?"

Jiang Nianyu didn't answer. When Zhao Dong turned to look, his expression changed. Her face was flushed, her appearance alluring and utterly enchanting, radiating an irresistible charm.

"What's wrong with you?"

Her beautiful eyes half-open, Jiang Nianyu looked at Zhao Dong and panted, "Take me... to the company... the office... I'm not going home."

"But you..."

"Just take me there first!"

As Jiang Nianyu squeezed out the words, Zhao Dong's lips twitched. Helpless, he had no choice but to start the car and drive away again.

Seeing her state, Zhao Dong couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is wrong with you?"

"I... I'm fine... Just take me to the office. I just need to sleep a bit... and I'll be fine."

Just then, her phone rang. The caller ID showed the name "Jiang Hua." Zhao Dong glanced at her. "Your dad is calling."

"You... answer it. Just say... I'm fine now!"

With no other option, Zhao Dong answered the call. As soon as it connected, Jiang Hua's excited voice came through. "Nianyu, are you alright? Where are you now?"

Zhao Dong rubbed his nose. "Uncle, this is Zhao Dong. Nianyu is fine now. She's with me."

Jiang Hua was taken aback. "Zhao Dong, why is my daughter with you?"

Jiang Nianyu dazedly muttered, "What does it... have to do with you? Hang up!"

"Hey, Nianyu, I..."

CLICK. The call ended. Rubbing her forehead, Jiang Nianyu gave Zhao Dong a flushed smile. "Ignore them. Just take me back."

Zhao Dong shrugged helplessly and soon arrived at the Jiang Corporation. He helped Jiang Nianyu to the private elevator, and they quickly reached the CEO's office on the top floor.

Arriving at the office door, Zhao Dong rubbed his nose. "I'll leave you here. You can go in by yourself."

"No, you... take me."

Still dizzy, Jiang Nianyu clung to Zhao Dong's arm, looking as if she would collapse the moment he let go.

Helplessly, Zhao Dong led her into the office. The moment his fingers touched her skin, his heart jolted. This girl... why is she so hot?

Jiang Nianyu pushed open the door to a small lounge inside the office. She staggered in, pulling Zhao Dong with her, before collapsing onto the bed.

Zhao Dong poured a glass of water for her. With her eyes closed, she dazedly took the glass. After just one sip, her hand went limp.

CRASH! The glass slipped from her grasp, and the water spilled all over her skirt. Instantly, the fabric clung to her body, outlining her captivating curves.

She half-opened her beautiful eyes, which shimmered with an amorous longing, and gazed at Zhao Dong.

This is bad. I can't stay here. If I keep looking at her, I might actually commit a crime!

However, just as he turned to leave, Jiang Nianyu suddenly hugged him from behind. Caught off guard, they both tumbled onto the bed.

Zhao Dong landed on top of her, the intoxicating feeling of her seductive body pressing against him. The soft peaks of her chest, in particular, sent his mind into a chaotic spiral.

He hurriedly tried to pry her arms off him, but he couldn't break free.

"Can you let me up first?" Zhao Dong said, exasperated.

With a coquettish smile, Jiang Nianyu suddenly sat up in front of him, her cheeks glowing red. "Zhao Dong, I... I think I have a fever. I feel... really unwell."

Zhao Dong frowned and placed his hand on her forehead. "It doesn't feel like a fever, but why are you burning up?"

"I... I don't know. Sun Tiansheng fed me some kind of pill... I... I don't know what it was..."

Zhao Dong's expression turned grim, fearing it was one of *those* pills. "Stay calm. Let me see if I can do something about it."

Seeing her unstable condition, Zhao Dong focused on steadying his own mind. Just as he was about to use a technique, Jiang Nianyu leaned forward as if to collapse. He quickly caught her. "Nianyu, you..."

Before Zhao Dong could finish, Jiang Nianyu's red lips pressed firmly against his.

Zhao Dong froze, his mind going completely blank as an electric current shot through his body. He never expected Jiang Nianyu to be so bold.

With her cheeks flushed and her beautiful eyes closed, her expression was a mix of shyness and intoxicating allure. Zhao Dong's heart hammered against his ribs, as if it would burst from his throat.

Jiang Nianyu was clearly inexperienced, her entire being swept up in an indescribable passion. An ineffable feeling was spreading through her body.

Zhao Dong cupped her face and gently pushed her away. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Nianyu, calm down! Calm down!"

"I... I can't! Zhao Dong, my... my head is so dizzy... I... I don't even know what I'm doing."

Her voice trembled as she sat before him, their bodies almost touching.

Zhao Dong looked down and was completely bewildered.