Back at the hotel.
It was around ten o’clock in the evening.
"Hm? Who’s there! Show yourself!" Zhang Xiaohao huffed coldly.
After closing the door, a pair of eyes sharp as knives swept the room.
Inside the room.
It seed clean and tidy, as if untouched.
But in reality, on the red carpet, there were so remaining traces.
And, most importantly.
Zhang Xiaohao slled a woman’s scent.
Five minutes later, there was still no movent in the room.
"Not coming out, huh?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He walked towards the inside of the room and sat down on the couch.
He casually took out a coin from his pocket, tossed it twice in his palm, and then hurled it with force.
Whoosh!
The coin, with a mighty gust, struck towards the top left corner of the curtain.
Rip!
The curtain was slashed down, revealing the figure of a woman in black.
She clung to the wall like a gecko, her limbs plastered tightly against it.
At the small of her back, there was a deep red gash.
Drops of blood were dripping down her back onto the floor.
"Ah!" The woman in black cried out in alarm.
As the curtain fell, she had nothing to leverage against, and with the wound she had sustained, her delicate body fell towards the ground.
Just as she was about to hit the floor,
a figure rushed over swiftly, with a great gust of wind and open arms, catching her in his embrace.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"I’m fine!" The woman in black said.
"Miss Ouyang, why aren’t you staying with your young miss in the middle of the night? Sneaking around and coming to my place, could it be my charm is so irresistible that I’ve captivated you?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a mischievous smile.
The woman was none other than Ouyang Yu, Guan Qingxue’s personal bodyguard.
"I, I..."
Thump!
Before Ouyang Yu could finish speaking, she felt a sweetness at her throat and sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood onto Zhang Xiaohao’s chest.
"Co on! I rescue you out of the kindness of my heart, and you repay by spraying blood all over , ruining my new clothes worth over ten grand," Zhang Xiaohao said in annoyance.
"I didn’t do it on purpose," Ouyang Yu said palely.
"If you did it on purpose, you’d have already been thrown out of here by ," Zhang Xiaohao replied, rolling his eyes.
He laid her down on the couch.
"Ah! What, what are you trying to do?" Ouyang Yu exclaid.
He placed her on the couch.
"Tell , what’s with your injuries?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"The injuries on my body are..."
She had only spoken half of her sentence when Ouyang Yu’s eyes closed, and she fainted.
"Co on! Can it really go down like this?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered to himself.
Looking at the now unconscious Ouyang Yu, he felt rather speechless.
It seed he was about to beco a free volunteer once again.
He walked over to her side, looking at her tightly-fitted black attire.
"I’m doing this to treat you, so you better not bla afterwards," Zhang Xiaohao mumbled.
"Sinful, sinful! I really didn’t do this on purpose!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
His gaze inadvertently swept over her body, and suddenly, his nose felt hot.
Two streams of nosebleed flowed out imdiately.
"Co on! Does it have to be like this? Damn, isn’t this figure just too perfect?" Zhang Xiaohao blurted out.
He wiped away the nosebleed with a bitter smile.
Clink!
A crisp sound echoed on the floor.
Zhang Xiaohao frowned and picked up the black mask.
A rich feminine fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
Luckily, Zhang Xiaohao had already bled from his nose earlier, so his resistance had increased by now.
His right hand felt around for a while, finding a hard object hidden inside.
"Crap! Does it have to be this intense? Hiding sothing inside, considering how important it looks, could it possibly be so kind of treasure?" Zhang Xiaohao speculated.
He pulled hard.
The fabric tore, and he extracted a tal plate from inside.
"Hm? It’s this!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes narrowed.
He pinched the black tal plate between two fingers, examining it carefully.
Then, flipping his palm, he took out the black tal plate he had previously obtained from Guan Renjian.
Although the two plates seed identical, the sizes were slightly different.
The only similarity was that both were made of star tal.
"Could there truly be so unspeakable secret hidden within these plates?" Zhang Xiaohao pondered, frowning.
He placed the two tal plates together, trying to fit them.
Clang!
A miraculous scene unfolded, as the two black tal plates actually rged into one.
A green light flashed.
A landscape painting and several lines appeared on the combined tal plate.
"Could there really be a huge secret hidden here?" Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself.
He applied a little force, attempting to separate the two tal plates.
Rip!
He effortlessly split them apart, returning them to their previous states.
"Interesting! This is truly fascinating! I was wondering why the Guan Family and the Refining God Sect have been so quiet these past days; it turns out their attention has been on these mysterious tal plates!" Zhang Xiaohao guessed.
He put away his own black tal plate and carelessly tossed Ouyang Yu’s plate onto the table.
He took out his carefully crafted set of silver needles.
Clamping a needle between his fingers, he activated the True Qi and perford the Heaven-Defying Twelve Needles.
Aiming at Ouyang Yu, he jabbed down sharply.
"Mmm!"
As the silver needle pierced her skin, Ouyang Yu groaned softly.
Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes hardened as he grabbed the second needle and aid at her Upper Swirl acupoint.
"Ah!"
A long, drawn-out moan ca from Ouyang Yu’s lips once again.
"Damn it!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed under his breath.
He put away the needles without a second thought.
Ouyang Yu’s injuries seed very serious, but in fact, she’d just taken a palm strike to her back, losing quite a bit of blood which caused her to faint.
He slapped his hand on her back and transferred so Shennong True Qi into her.
Imdiately, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his hand.
Sitting beside Ouyang Yu, he casually picked up a bottle of red wine and started drinking, waiting for her to awaken.
After about half an hour,
"Mmm!" Ouyang Yu groaned lightly and slowly opened her eyes.
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