The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

The elevator arrived at the eighth floor, and the three of them stepped out. They paid no mind to the three men on the ground. Chen Dong's kick had been a sufficient warning; if that man still wanted revenge, Chen Dong wouldn't mind taking his life.

But some people just don't know when to quit. The man, covered in filth, had eyes filled more with rage than with fear.

The moment Chen Dong and the others were gone, he whipped out his phone and made a call.

A calm, middle-aged man's voice came through the phone, "May I ask who's calling?"

The man said hurriedly, "Uncle Xun Jian, it's me, Tang Juncai! I got beat up!"

Xun Jian's voice remained calm. "Young Master Tang, where did this happen? Who was it?"

"The Yunxuan Hotel! It was a young guy, probably a Grandmaster. I couldn't even take one of his moves. Uncle Xun Jian, can you bring a couple of guys to take care of him? And please, whatever you do, don't tell my grandfather about this!"

'Calling Xun Jian is the best way to handle this,' Tang Juncai thought. 'That way, I can still enjoy those two beauties later. If my grandfather finds out, my chances with them will be ruined.'

Xun Jian had always wanted to curry favor with the Tang Family, and he would definitely seize this opportunity.

Sure enough, Xun Jian replied calmly, "Alright. I'm on my way."

Meanwhile, Chen Dong tossed the passed-out Wang Mengyu onto the bed. After holding her up for so long, Li Huiran was exhausted. She collapsed onto the bed and kicked off her high heels.

Li Huiran asked, "What's the grudge between you two, going at it so hard? This is the first time I've ever seen Mengyu get this drunk!"

Chen Dong gave the unconscious Wang Mengyu a thumbs-up. "She's a true champion, but still a step below me!"

"What's there to be so proud of?" Li Huiran asked coldly. "When I came over just now, weren't you two about to kiss?"

Chen Dong quickly denied it. "No! She just lost her balance and fell into my arms!"

Li Huiran wrinkled her nose. "I'm warning you. She's my best friend. You'd better not make a move on her!"

Chen Dong, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly rolled over and pinned Li Huiran beneath him. "Then what if I make a move on you?"

Li Huiran never expected Chen Dong to be so aggressive. Her face flushed beet-red, and she couldn't meet his gaze. Feeling his hot breath, she whispered, "Mengyu is right here... What are you doing?"

Chen Dong whispered into Li Huiran's bright red ear, "What's there to be afraid of? She's completely drunk!"

Li Huiran felt his hand begin to roam and panicked. She tried to push him away, but she was so exhausted she had barely any strength left.

She cried out softly, "Don't!"

But his advance continued, and she could only shut her eyes tightly in fear.

She could already feel the warmth of his lips when, at that exact moment, Wang Mengyu let out a retch from the bed, interrupting them.

Chen Dong pulled himself up, the lust in his eyes slowly fading. Li Huiran seized the opportunity to scramble to her feet and rush over to take care of Wang Mengyu.

Chen Dong pinched the bridge of his nose. 'Why am I becoming so impulsive?' he wondered. 'Is it a side effect of the Evil Flood Dragon's blood? Or is it that once you've had a taste, you can't help but want more?'

Before Chen Dong could sort out his thoughts, KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! A vicious banging erupted from the door. "You damn brat, get your ass out here! If I don't kill you today, my name isn't Tang!"

Chen Dong's perception swept outside, and he sensed the auras of three Grandmasters. His brow furrowed as he said to Li Huiran, "You and Wang Mengyu stay in the room. I'll be right back."

Li Huiran nodded quickly.

Chen Dong opened the door and stepped out. Four men stood outside, led by the man from before and a blind man. Apart from the first man, the other three were wearing Military Suppression Department uniforms. The two men with them were staring at Chen Dong with wide eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

Xun Jian had been by the river, continuing to explore the riverbed and salvage the Jiao's corpse. After receiving the call, he had summoned two Tang Family members and rushed over. The riverbank was close to the Yunxuan Hotel, which was how they had arrived so quickly.

Outside the room, Xun Jian had already tried to perceive Chen Dong's cultivation, but he couldn't read it at all. That was why he hadn't stopped Tang Juncai's plan for revenge; he was also curious to see what made this man's power so inscrutable.

But before he could speak, he sensed the terror coming from his two companions.

He asked calmly, "What is it?"

Tang Juncai asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Uncles?"

The two of them stammered, "Th-Thun... Thunder Dharma King Chen Dong!"

Chen Dong chuckled softly. "Since when did the Military Suppression Department start acting as someone's lapdogs?"

Tang Juncai was utterly baffled. "What Thunder Dharma King? A guy like him is a Dharma King? Uncles, you must have the wrong person, right?"

Other squads might make a mistake, but how could Tang Xian's own subordinates be wrong?

The two men frantically bowed to Chen Dong. "We're sorry, Dharma King! We didn't know it was you! Please, spare us this once!"

"Please spare our lives, Dharma King!"

They thought about escaping, about immediately notifying the Department, but all of that depended on them surviving this encounter. Even as Grandmasters, they had witnessed Chen Dong's combat prowess with their own eyes. Their own Banner Chief might have been putting on an act, but Xu Zong hadn't been. A monster who could go toe-to-toe with Xu Zong was not someone the three of them could handle.