Chapter Fourteen: Kissed by Sister Yuan

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I calmly lit a cigarette and slowly walked over to Zhang Tianhu, then crouched down in front of him.

He was already drenched in sweat from the pain, his face deathly pale and his body limp with exhaustion.

I blew a cloud of smoke into his face and said coolly, “I’m not someone a vulgar nouveau riche like you can afford to provoke. You’ve forced me again and again today, so I can only leave you with a lasting lesson. Take some time to reflect on what you’ve done.”

With that, I rose and turned toward the Audi.

Zhang Dalong’s girlfriend was standing nearby. The moment she saw what I was doing, she scrambled away on all fours for more than a dozen yards.

I drew deeply on my cigarette. Then, without warning, I shot forward like a tiger. As I neared the Audi, I leaped more than two meters into the air and brought both iron-hard legs crashing down.

Bang!

The roof of the Audi caved in beneath my feet.

I jumped again and stomped down with all my strength.

The roof instantly collapsed until it was pressed against the chassis.

I leaped off the car and kicked it hard.

Bang!

The car did not leave the ground, but its body flipped halfway over, sending all four wheels skyward.

The Audi had become nothing more than scrap metal.

The more than twenty thugs standing nearby trembled from head to toe. A few of them even collapsed on the spot.

What the hell was I—some kind of monster?

As one of the finest warriors in the world, I was certainly no fraud. Not only had I trained my body into something like steel, I could also mobilize every ounce of strength throughout my entire body with absolute precision.

At that moment, the force of my punches exceeded 1,500 kilograms, while my kicks surpassed 2,000 kilograms. The maximum speed of my sweeping kick was over eighty meters per second.

In terms of strength and speed, I had nearly reached the limits of the human body.

I turned around and waved at the thugs.

“Carry them away. And next time, don’t come in such a battered car.”

The remaining thugs hurried to help their injured companions off the ground.

In the distance, the villagers stood with their mouths hanging open and their eyes wide, unable to say a word.

Just then, the sharp roar of a sports-car engine rang out. A red Porsche 911 came hurtling toward us. Because the ground was so uneven, the car swayed violently from side to side. Judging by the way it had raced here, the repair bill was bound to be astronomical.

The more than twenty thugs immediately stopped what they were doing and turned toward the sports car.

It was traveling too fast to stop. Just as it seemed certain to overshoot, the shriek of tires scraping across the ground rang out. The car made an impressive stationary spin, swung its nose around, and came to a halt.

Bang!

A beautiful young woman in a long black dress leaped from the car.

Sister Yuan.

Only then did I get a clear look at her figure. She was about five feet five, neither plump nor slender, with a full, curvaceous body and an intensely feminine presence. Her graceful bearing was both mature and alluring.

When she saw the thugs groaning across the ground, the twisted equipment, and the Audi reduced to scrap, she froze in place.

“Sister Yuan, what brings you here?” I asked with a smile as I walked toward her. “You know these people?”

“Sister Yuan!”

Before she could answer, the more than twenty thugs called out to her respectfully in unison.

Even the injured men on the ground struggled to rise and greet her—including Zhang Tianhu and Zhang Dalong.

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Sister Yuan continued staring blankly at the devastated meadow, unable to process what she was seeing.

I walked up to her and smiled. “Sister Yuan, don’t tell me all of these men are yours. If so, I’m afraid I owe you an apology.”

She looked me up and down, still dazed.

“Was this all your doing?”

I nodded.

Sister Yuan gave me another searching look. Then she suddenly walked over to one of the minor leaders and kicked him hard.

“I called you half a dozen times and you never answered! Serves you right! You even dared to provoke my boyfriend. Are you looking to die?”

What?

I stood there, stunned.

“Sister—”

I was about to speak, but stopped myself.

There was no point embarrassing her in front of everyone.

The thugs nearby stared at me in terror.

The minor leader cried out in pain and began trembling all over.

“Sister Yuan, I’m sorry. I—I didn’t hear the phone. I didn’t know he was one of your people.”

“Sister Yuan…” Zhang Tianhu’s teeth chattered so violently that he could barely speak.

Sister Yuan turned her head and looked at me with a bright smile.

“Was Zhang Tianhu the one who tried to dig up your family’s grave?”

I walked over and smiled. “I’ve already taught him a lesson. You can kick him a few times if you like.”

Sister Yuan smiled faintly, then really did kick Zhang Tianhu several times.

He did not dare dodge. Terrified, he begged for mercy.

“Sister Yuan, I’m sorry! I was blind and failed to recognize someone important. I deserve to die. Do whatever you want with me!”

Sister Yuan snorted coldly and walked over to the Audi. She looked back at me in disbelief.

“How did you do this?”

I remained where I was and smiled.

“The car wasn’t very sturdy. A few kicks were enough to finish it off.”

Sister Yuan glanced at my legs, the corners of her lips curling into an alluring smile. Then she turned and walked toward my parents’ grave. Seeing the freshly turned soil, she looked back at me.

“Did they dig here?”

“It’s already been filled in,” I said with a smile.

I really wanted to tell her to stop pacing back and forth.

Sister Yuan gave me a faint smile, then approached with elegant steps and slipped her arm through mine. Turning toward the thugs, she shouted, “Why are you still standing around? Take everyone back for treatment!”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The thugs looked as though they had just been pardoned. They hurriedly loaded their injured companions into the bed of the truck.

“Let’s go.”

Sister Yuan gave me an alluring smile and led me toward the Porsche.

The soft, resilient sensation of her body pressed against my arm, while her enticing fragrance drifted over in waves. I was enjoying myself immensely.

“I’ll say goodbye to the villagers first,” I said with a smile.

I ran over to greet them and promised to treat them to a meal the next time I came.

The villagers now looked at me with awe. They hurriedly told me not to stand on ceremony and to go take care of my own business.

I paid no further attention to Zhang Tianhu and the others. Even if they had a hundred times their current courage, I was sure they would never dare touch my parents’ grave again.

After kneeling before my parents’ tomb and bowing three times, I returned to Sister Yuan’s side.

She gave me an approving smile and once again took my arm.

But after we got into the car, we discovered that it would not start.

Sister Yuan angrily slapped the steering wheel. Yet the instant she turned back toward me, her expression transformed into an enchanting smile. She picked up a red handbag and said, “Get out. We’ll walk to the main road and find a car back.”

Before leaving, Sister Yuan instructed the thugs to have someone come and tow the Porsche to a repair shop. The way she spoke made it sound as though she were sending in a bicycle—casual, generous, and commanding.

“I didn’t realize you were this powerful. A boxing champion couldn’t do something like this, could he? Not even the world champion!”

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As we walked along the muddy road outside, Sister Yuan held tightly to my arm. She turned her head and smiled at me, her charming eyes filled with admiration and curiosity.

The only awkward part was that, after brushing against her ample curves for a while, I was beginning to show a physical reaction.

What an enchanting temptress.

“Perhaps I’m a little stronger than the world champion,” I said, stealing a glance at the subtle cleavage visible beneath her clothes before changing the subject. “By the way, why did you tell them I was your boyfriend? You’re not married?”

Sister Yuan immediately broke into a seductive smile. Her voice was filled with irresistible allure.

“That was in the past. These days, I’m just a lonely, widowed little woman.”

I was slightly taken aback. When I turned to look at her, I found her gazing at me with a smile. Her eyes were luminous and liquid, their shifting depths captivating enough to steal the soul. An indescribable longing shone within them.

My heart trembled faintly. I smiled and sighed.

“Sister Yuan, you’re truly beautiful.”

“Am I?” she asked with a silvery laugh.

Her eyes shifted, and she suddenly said, “I’m wearing high heels, and they make walking difficult. Why don’t you carry me?”

“What?”

I stared at her in surprise.

Sister Yuan smiled seductively and tilted her head toward me.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want to?”

“I’d be delighted.”

Laughing, I immediately reached out and swept her up into my arms. Her full yet light body fit easily against me.

“Ah!”

She let out a soft cry, then broke into a delicate giggle. She nestled obediently against my chest, her large eyes roaming over my face before she lifted both arms and wrapped them around my neck.

I lowered my head and met her gaze. There was something irresistibly seductive in her eyes.

The weather was hot, and the places where our bodies touched soon grew feverish, setting my own blood ablaze. My body reacted honestly and without restraint.

As a result, I had no choice but to slow my pace.

Sister Yuan seemed to notice. She suddenly leaned toward me, breathed warm air beside my ear, and asked in a low, teasing voice, “Do you have a girlfriend?”

My body shivered faintly. A tingling sensation seemed to seep into me with her warm breath and spread throughout my limbs like an electric current. I quickly drew in a breath.

“No. I spent most of my time training before, so I never had time for romance.”

She seemed to notice my reaction. With a soft, mocking laugh, she breathed against my ear again.

“So you really are inexperienced. I like that.”

“That’s not quite true. I’ve simply had very little contact with women,” I said with an awkward smile.

Sister Yuan let out another soft laugh.

Then a warm, moist, velvety sensation brushed across my cheek.

I froze for a moment before realizing that she had kissed me.

Sister Yuan giggled and settled back into my arms, her seductive eyes fixed on me with a smile.

I was thoroughly aroused now.

“Sister Yuan, if there were a bed here, I’d carry you straight to it.”

Although I had little experience with women, my mental composure was unshakable. I was not the type to grow shy or timid.

Sister Yuan laughed coquettishly and blinked at me.

“How about dinner together tonight?”

The implication could hardly have been clearer. I was about to agree when I suddenly remembered Ling Xuan—and Liu An’s invitation to dinner.

Damn it. Why did so many things have to happen at once? Liu An’s invitation could be postponed, but Ling Xuan’s matter could not be taken lightly.

“I’ll ask my employer what the arrangements are when I get back. I’ll call you then,” I replied.

“Why put up with such a constrained life?” Sister Yuan said. “You should work as my bodyguard instead. You’d be much freer and live a far more carefree life than you do now. I don’t care what you’re earning at present—I’ll pay you ten times as much.”

She wore an elegant, confident smile, displaying every bit of a wealthy woman’s commanding grace.