Volume One, Chapter 18: A Dramatic Twist

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The figure outside the door was indeed Luo Xiang, the pig-headed fellow. Behind him stood a burly man with dark skin, dressed in a black suit and wearing black-framed sunglasses—looking every bit as much a troublemaker as one might expect.

"What a joke," Jiang Buyue thought to himself.

Luo Xiang lingered between rooms 803 and 804 for a while before finally knocking on the door of room 804.

“That man in black has exceptional skills,” Bai Ruixue remarked from beside him.

“You know him?” Jiang Buyue glanced at Bai Ruixue, suddenly realizing how close they were standing—close enough to feel each other’s breath.

“That’s Wang Chengzhi,” Bai Ruixue explained. “He’s a former convict who was imprisoned for murder. Since his release, he’s been working for the Luo family as their enforcer. He’s a martial artist.”

Jiang Buyue was somewhat surprised, but the feeling quickly faded. After all, Uncle Liu was also a martial artist in his own right.

Such an outstanding father—how did he end up with such a foolish son? Was that fat guy really Uncle Liu’s biological child?

“Seems this pig-headed guy isn’t so dumb after all, bringing a bodyguard along,” Jiang Buyue mused.

“And Luo Xiang doesn’t look stupid either. Why would he think a seduction ploy would work on Uncle Liu? Does he really think Uncle Liu is like that fat guy?”

Outside, Luo Xiang grew increasingly suspicious as no one answered his knock.

Suddenly, the door to 804 clicked open, and a fist came flying straight out.

It was a complete surprise.

Luo Xiang hadn’t expected such a blow and was thrown backward, slamming heavily against the door of room 803.

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Buyue flung the door open and dragged Luo Xiang inside 803.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

Wrapping a blanket over Luo Xiang’s head, Jiang Buyue and Bai Ruixue launched a coordinated assault.

Wang Chengzhi, tasked with protecting Luo Xiang, stood frozen in shock.

Less than ten seconds had passed.

What had just happened?

Wang Chengzhi swung a punch toward room 803.

He couldn’t afford to ignore the situation; his primary duty was to protect Luo Xiang. If anything happened to him, the Luo family would never forgive him.

“Wang Chengzhi really doesn’t take me seriously?” Liu Haisheng stood at the door, staring coldly at Wang Chengzhi, whose punch halted mid-air as he turned to meet Liu’s murderous gaze.

“Liu Haisheng, weren’t you supposed to...”

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“You Luo family really go all out, hiring a bloodline martial artist to deal with me!”

From inside room 803 came cries of pain.

“Who the hell is it? I’m with the Luo family! I’m telling you...”

Jiang Buyue lowered his voice, “We’re here to deal with your Luo family members!”

Bai Ruixue beside him fought even harder, landing blows more fiercely.

“Miss Bai, don’t hit too hard, don’t kill him!”

Outside, Wang Chengzhi and Liu Haisheng faced off, neither daring to strike first.

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Suddenly, the door to 803 snapped open again with a creak.

A dark shadow shot out like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground.

Everyone’s eyes fixed on the figure—it was Luo Xiang, lying there like a lifeless dog, utterly motionless.

With a loud slam, the door to 803 was shut again.

“Young master! How are you? Are you hurt?” Wang Chengzhi’s face changed dramatically as he rushed forward, carefully lifting his young master.

Luo Xiang’s face, which had begun to swell down a bit, was now puffed up like a pig’s head again, bruised and battered, looking utterly miserable under the combined assault of Jiang Buyue and Bai Ruixue.

“Do I look like I’m unharmed?” Luo Xiang’s voice was hoarse, his words slurred.

“Get whoever’s inside out here—I want them to suffer worse than death!”

“Those people might be worse off than dead, but you can barely protect yourself now!” Liu Haisheng laughed upon seeing Luo Xiang’s state.

Luo Xiang’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the middle-aged man before him.

“Liu Haisheng, why are you still standing here? This can’t be real.”

Liu Haisheng looked at Luo Xiang like a stray dog on the street. “This isn’t your doing alone, is it? Hiding it from your own parents, trying to make a name for yourself?”

“You’re just a kid whose hair hasn’t even fully grown, yet you dare to challenge me?”

“That girl inside is nineteen, an eighth-rank martial artist, a bloodline talent. Her gift probably causes a surge of male hormones in men.”

“But unfortunately, that trick doesn’t work on me!”

“No way!” Luo Xiang’s face was incredulous.

“No one can resist Yu Qiuping’s charm!” Liu Haisheng pulled out a phone belonging to Yu Qiuping—a voluptuous woman with big waves in her hair—and said, “You think you’re still a kid? Does your father know about this? I’ve seen all the pictures, videos, and chat logs on this phone, and I’ve backed them up!”

Fear replaced the anger on Luo Xiang’s face.

“That’s impossible! No one can resist Yu Qiuping’s charm!”

“Wang Chengzhi, get that phone!”

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Wang Chengzhi was panicking inside. Luo Xiang knew what was on that phone—and so did he.

Luo Xiang had said no one could withstand Yu Qiuping’s allure—and he hadn’t.

Wang Chengzhi knew the relationship between Yu Qiuping and Luo Xiang all too well. If Luo Xiang found out about his connection to Yu Qiuping, he’d be finished.

Seeing Wang Chengzhi still hesitate, Luo Xiang urged again, “What are you waiting for? Get the phone now!”

Inside room 803, Jiang Buyue and Bai Ruixue watched the scene unfold outside.

“What are they saying?” Bai Ruixue asked.

“I know a bit of lip-reading. Want me to translate for you?”

“You know lip-reading? I don’t believe it.”

“Watch this. I’ll show you.”

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Outside:

“Wang Chengzhi, want to know what’s on that phone?” Liu Haisheng asked with a sly smile.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wang Chengzhi replied, feigning calm.

“I’ll show you then!”

Liu Haisheng prepared to play a video.

Wang Chengzhi panicked. “Stop! What are you doing?”

He scrambled to stop Liu Haisheng’s finger from pressing play.

But Liu Haisheng ignored him and played the explosive video.

The sound of clapping hands echoed relentlessly in the footage.

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Inside room 803:

Jiang Buyue translated the ongoing drama outside.

“Luo Xiang and the girl inside are lovers, but Wang Chengzhi couldn’t resist the temptation and has also become involved with Yu Qiuping.”

Bai Ruixue was shocked. “Are you sure you’re translating correctly?”

“Of course! I’m a professional.”

Bai Ruixue shook her head. “This plot is way too absurd!”