Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Zhao Dong continued to try to persuade Xu Yafei.

But Xu Yafei was completely unyielding. Her fearful eyes were full of panic, and she had clearly mistaken Zhao Dong for a bad guy.

At that moment, Li Long suddenly exclaimed, "This is bad! The patrol team is here! If we don't leave now, we're done for!"

Zhao Dong whirled around in alarm and saw a patrol team approaching outside the main hall.

Damn! Zhao Dong cursed inwardly.

Xu Yafei was within arm's reach, but he couldn't take her with him. The feeling filled Zhao Dong with utter despair.

"Brother Dong, Elder Ouyang won't harm her for now. As long as the green mountains last, there'll be firewood to burn!"

Finally, Li Long's words helped Zhao Dong make up his mind. He looked at Xu Yafei, his eyes brimming with tears. "Yafei, wait for me. Just wait for me... I will definitely rescue you!"

With that, he and Li Long quickly leaped over the hall's surrounding wall.

In the laundry room, Xu Yafei's vacant eyes blinked a few times. Although she still looked dazed, she stopped screaming.

「Provincial City」

Zhao Dong sat in the passenger seat with a gloomy expression, chain-smoking one cigarette after another.

"Brother Dong..." Li Long began awkwardly. "I've done what you asked. So, about this Spirit Devouring Talisman on me...?"

"Are you looking to die?" Zhao Dong shot Li Long a sideways glance, his eyes radiating killing intent. "Don't even think about escaping until Yafei is rescued!"

"Go back today and keep a close watch on that old bastard, Ouyang Hong. If anything happens to Yafei, you're a dead man!"

Li Long wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of ridiculous task is this? Ordering me, a mere sixth-level Great Grandmaster, to monitor the Great Elder? How could I possibly manage that?

But faced with Zhao Dong's tyranny, Li Long had no choice but to helplessly accept.

Just then, a call came from Su Yurou.

Zhao Dong stubbed out his cigarette and took a deep breath before answering.

"Mr. Zhao, are you busy?" Su Yurou's voice carried a hint of anticipation.

"Not really. I'm free right now," Zhao Dong replied indifferently.

Su Yurou said with pleasant surprise, "That's wonderful! There's a ball in Provincial City tonight, and all the young people from the city's elite families will be there."

"Why are you telling me this? I have no time to suck up to those young masters!" Zhao Dong was in a foul mood and had no patience for such worthless people.

The young elites of high society? He knew what kind of characters they were even with his eyes closed.

Hearing his tone, Su Yurou grew anxious. "No, no, that's not what I mean..."

Her voice became hesitant as she said shyly, "I wasn't asking you to suck up to anyone. It's just... I still haven't found a date..."

"So, I was wondering if you were free... If you are... could you be my date and go to the ball with me?"

A date? Zhao Dong paused, an image of Su Yurou's bashful expression forming in his mind. He felt no particular aversion to this woman, who had shown him nothing but kindness from the start. Since she had asked him so earnestly and he had nothing else to do, it would seem distant of him to refuse.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Dong said, "Alright, then. Wait for me at the Su residence. I'll come and get you."

"Really?" On the other end of the line, Su Yurou was so excited she leaped right off her bed.

"I'll be waiting for you at home!"

After hanging up, she rushed into her changing room and began rummaging frantically through her clothes.

At the doorway, Su's mother, who had just arrived with a plate of pastries, looked on in complete confusion. Has my daughter gone mad?

But when she saw the recently ended call on the phone lying on the bed, a knowing smile spread across her face. It seems my baby girl has finally grown up...

「The Su Family Villa」

When Zhao Dong saw Su Yurou, even he, a man experienced with countless women, was stunned by her appearance.

She wore a pure black evening gown, her figure as graceful as a willow swaying in the breeze, exuding endless charm. Her long hair was coiled up high, and her every smile and frown was utterly enchanting. A sapphire necklace graced her neck. Her slender, fair legs were partially revealed, straight and flawless, sparking the imagination. Looking further down, her perfect, pale feet were encased in red-soled high heels. Only a bit of her insteps was visible, yet the sight was irresistibly tempting, making one yearn to see more.

"Mr. Zhao?" Su Yurou waved a hand, finally pulling Zhao Dong back to reality.

Zhao Dong gave an embarrassed smile.

Blushing, Su Yurou asked, "What are you looking at, Mr. Zhao?"

"Just appreciating beauty." As a man experienced with countless women, Zhao Dong's embarrassment was only fleeting. He quickly regained his composure and replied smoothly.

His words sent a flutter through her girlish heart. Her fair skin, now flushed a delicate red, looked so tender it seemed one could squeeze water from it.

Half an hour later, a driver dropped Zhao Dong and Su Yurou off at the entrance of a luxurious five-star hotel. The entrance was already lined with luxury cars. Elegantly dressed men and women streamed in and out, creating a bustling, lively atmosphere.

Zhao Dong got out first, then held the car door open for Su Yurou. Having accepted the role of her companion, he naturally remembered such basic etiquette.

"Thank you," Su Yurou said, pleasantly surprised and blushing.

With that, she looped her arm through Zhao Dong's, seemingly oblivious as her soft chest yielded against him.

Feeling the soft pressure on his arm, Zhao Dong's own face flushed slightly. He cleared his throat and was about to speak when a jarring voice suddenly erupted from behind them.

"Get your filthy hands off her!"

They both turned to look. Su Yurou's delicate brows knitted together instantly. Zhao Dong's expression turned just as grim.

"Qian Qiang, what are you doing here?" Su Yurou asked, her voice laced with displeasure, showing no warmth for the newcomer.

This was Qian Qiang, the same young master who had brought Sun Simiao to treat Su Tian. He was also one of Su Yurou's suitors. In fact, he was the one who had planted the Yin Talisman in the Su Family's home.

Qian Qiang strode toward them. Seeing Su Yurou clinging tightly to Zhao Dong's arm, the fury in his eyes looked intense enough to devour Zhao Dong whole.

He gritted his teeth. "Yurou, this is a matchmaking ball for Provincial City's upper class. Isn't it obvious why I'm here?"

"No, it isn't," Su Yurou replied bluntly, giving him no face at all.

"You!" Qian Qiang flushed with anger. He pointed a finger at Zhao Dong and raged, "Fine! So you won't accept me! But how could you bring *him* to a prestigious event like this?"

"What is he? Some country bumpkin from a backwater town! What right does he have to enter this place?"

"Yurou, I advise you to tell him to get lost right now. If you take him inside, you'll only embarrass yourself!"

Qian Qiang's aggression began to irritate Zhao Dong. Just as he was about to speak, Su Yurou stepped forward and snapped, "That's enough!"

"Mr. Zhao is a benefactor of the Su Family, not some country bumpkin! Where I take him is my business and has nothing to do with you! If you dare to keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for ignoring you completely from now on!"

With that, she quickly turned to Zhao Dong and said comfortingly, "Mr. Zhao, please don't be angry."

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