"As for Jingwen, humph, just thinking about him infuriates . I used to think he had so capability, but he turned out to rely solely on the Hou Family’s na to do evil and even offended Ye Luo. How could I possibly entrust the Hou Family to his hands?"
Hou Xiangguo snorted without any courtesy and his eyes involuntarily swept over Hou Yaoxing at the end of his statent.
"Yao Xing, from now on, you must strictly discipline Jingwen. If sothing like this happens again, I will expel him from the Hou Family to avoid tarnishing the Hou Family’s reputation and my lifeti of good repute!"
"Yes, Father, I understand. I will definitely discipline Jingwen properly from now on."
Hou Yaoxing quickly stood up and nodded, a shadow of malice fleeting across his eyes.
So ten minutes later, back in his own room, Hou Yaoxing punched a table fiercely, cracking the nanmu wood. His eyes flickering with a cold and stern light, he gritted his teeth and spat out two words.
"Ye Luo!"
"It’s all you, I must make you die!"
Hou Yaoxing clenched his fist tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his palm, and he roared with a ferocious expression.
If it weren’t for Ye Luo, his son wouldn’t have been injured and hospitalized, nor would the old man’s impression of him have worsened. If not for Ye Luo, Die Wu would never have co to her senses.
Moreover, it would have been impossible for Hou Jingwu to rally himself. If Hou Jingwu had continued his decline, the future leadership of the Hou Family would surely have fallen to his son, Jingwen. Now, all of that had changed because of Ye Luo.
Hou Yaoxing hated Ye Luo deeply in his heart, wishing he could kill the bastard right away.
Suppressing the raging fury inside, Hou Yaoxing dialed a phone number.
"Hello, is this Mr. Prus? This is Hou Yaoxing. I can agree to your conditions, but you must find a way to help kill Ye Luo, and he’s very strong—are you sure you have the capability to kill him?"
Hou Yaoxing spoke coldly to Prus on the other end of the phone.
"President Hou, thank you for making such an important decision. You definitely won’t regret it. As for that kid, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to deliver his corpse to you."
Prus said confidently on the other end of the phone.
"Good, I await your good news." Having said that, Hou Yaoxing hung up the call.
In a luxurious hotel suite in Capital City, Prus sat on the sofa, setting down the phone, while Ai Fei handed him a glass of red wine.
"It seems he has agreed."
"Of course he has, I knew he couldn’t refuse." Prus sipped the red wine with a light chuckle.
"So, how do you plan to deal with this kid? According to our intelligence, he’s not an easy one to handle, and he has quite a few experts by his side."
Ai Fei’s red lips parted slightly, allowing the wine to flow into her body.
"There’s nothing our great special ability masters can’t handle. No matter who he is, he only has a dead end," Prus said with a confident smile.
"President, congratulations on the smooth progress of the plan. Cheers."
Ai Fei raised her glass and clinked it against Prus’s, taking a delicate sip.
Prus’s eyes, however, glead wickedly as he looked at Ai Fei, his gaze filled with greed and desire for her alluring figure.
"Ai Fei, what I want even more is you!"
Prus sneered, his hand reaching toward Ai Fei’s smooth fair thigh, only to be dodged by her.
"President, I’m sorry, but I have to go. Enjoy your drink slowly. If you feel lonely, I can help you contact two Huaxia beauties anyti for your pleasure," Ai Fei said before leaving the suite.
Prus’s eyes flickered with disdain as he spat, "Once we return, I will certainly take you down, and I believe the Tulip Family will not refuse!"
"When that ti cos, I’ll definitely have my fun with you, woman!" Bruce sneered lecherously, his face revealing a vulgar and licentious expression.
As ti passed, a day quickly went by, and the setting sun gave way to the approaching nightlife.
At Qin Group, Qin Yuru finished processing company docunts and exited her office. Standing outside the office was a figure, none other than Xue Tu.
In the past few days, Ye Luo, in order to protect Qin Yuru’s safety and to prevent the Ji Family from harming her, had specially assigned Xue Tu to follow her. With Xue Tu’s strength, he was indeed capable of ensuring Qin Yuru’s safety.
Qin Yuru and Xue Tu both entered the elevator, which went straight to the underground parking lot. The two proceeded into the parking lot, with Xue Tu’s eyes sweeping around vigilantly, always on alert to protect Qin Yuru from any danger.
"Not good, danger!"
Suddenly, Xue Tu’s eyes narrowed fiercely, and he swiftly stepped in front of Qin Yuru. His eyes glinted with a bloody cold light as he scanned the surroundings, and Qin Yuru’s complexion also changed.
The air suddenly shifted, and an oppressive atmosphere began to perate every corner.
Three figures in black robes appeared, their bodies emanating powerful Demonic Qi, clearly mbers of the Demon Palace.
"Who are you?"
Seeing them, Xue Tu’s gaze turned solemn. His Blood Demon Art had already been activated, and the bloody True Qi began to surge within him.
"Kill!"
The three people shouted in unison, and two of them charged towards Xue Tu, erupting with formidable strength. Both were experts at the Sixth Level of the Saint Realm.
"Ha!"
Xue Tu roared, his body radiating a sky-high aura of blood light. The Miao Knife was instantly launched, with terrifying bloody True Qi bursting forth.
With a loud bang, the two Demon Palace experts at the Fifth Level of the Saint Realm were actually forced to stagger back in shock, their eyes flashing with astonishnt.
"The aura on you... could it be that you are from the Blood Demon Sect!"
Feeling the aura of blood from Xue Tu, the Demon Palace expert who had not made a move, his eyes tightened, showing a trace of surprise.
Xue Tu did not answer, as the blood in his body surged, and his Blood Demon Art reached its peak, emitting a terrifying presence.
"Madam, hide to the side and take the chance to get in the car and leave this place!"
Xue Tu whispered to Qin Yuru.
"What about you..." Qin Yuru’s face changed, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at Xue Tu.
"Don’t worry, I won’t have any problems. Your safety is the most important; you must not get hurt," Xue Tu said in a deep voice.
Qin Yuru hesitated for a mont but then nodded and stepped to the side.
At this mont, the two Sixth Level Saint Realm experts from the Demon Palace once again charged forward, each swinging a black long knife, gathering dense Demonic Qi and viciously slashing towards Xue Tu.
"Blood Slash!"
Xue Tu used this move he often resorted to again, the terrifying blood-colored blade light erupting from the Miao Knife.
Empowered by the Miao Knife, the attack’s force surged, and a blood light several dozen feet tall slashed down at them, its dreadful oppressive force weighing down on them.
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