Chapter 466: Isn't That Cat Right in Front of You?

Li Chuan felt an incredibly powerful aura emanating from this middle-aged man!

This was the legendary spiritual pressure!

"Chongxu Daoist!"

It wasn't just Wang Kun—every single big shot from the Wang Family who'd gathered here was in chaos, shivering like helpless lambs before a ravenous wolf.

"Changting, are you alright?"

Chongxu Daoist asked.

"Master, I'm fine. Li Chuan happened to arrive just in time and saved me."

Weng Changting looked at Li Chuan.

"Thank you, young brother!" Chongxu Daoist nodded in gratitude,

Li Chuan replied with a friendly smile. Clearly, Weng Changting wanted him and Chongxu Daoist to leave with a good impression of each other.

Chongxu Daoist turned his gaze coldly to Wang Kun and said, "Which one of you is Wang Teng?"

As soon as Wang Teng heard his name called out by Chongxu Daoist, he couldn't stop trembling, instinctively trying to edge backwards.

Chongxu Daoist noticed instantly—his figure flickered, appearing right at Wang Teng's side!

A palm lashed out!

"Bang!"

Wang Teng's skull exploded in a shower of blood!

"Xiao Teng!"

Wang Kun's face went ghostly white in an instant. He snapped his gaze to Chongxu Daoist, roaring, "You damned daoist! I'll fucking kill you!"

As he spoke, Wang Kun charged at Chongxu Daoist.

Chongxu Daoist kept his hands folded behind his back, making no move. He simply let Wang Kun's palm strike him in the chest!

Before everyone's eyes, nothing happened at all!

The next instant—

Chongxu Daoist's eyes sharpened to icy points!

"Boom!"

No one even saw Chongxu Daoist move. Wang Kun was simply blasted away, his body shooting like a cannonball, smashing walls as he tumbled out of the villa, straight through the garden, and finally slamming into a fake mountain in the back yard—his body a bloody wreck, joints grotesquely twisted, dead in an instant.

"Seal the Wang estate. Sweep everyone aside. Search for any trace of the Evil Mage. The moment you find so much as a clue, report to me immediately."

Slaughtering the Wang father and son, Chongxu Daoist's face never changed, expression as cold and resolute as an immortal—his will unshakable!

"Yes, sir!"

Wuchen accepted the order without hesitation!

With 749 Bureau stepping in, the Wang Family's thousand-year legacy was reduced to dust in an instant.

The sheer violence of it all left Li Chuan deeply shaken.

No question—749 Bureau was truly the Great Xia's ultimate war engine!

Once they'd left the villa, Chongxu Daoist shot Li Chuan a playful look: "So the rumors were right—you're the Sect Leader of the Seven Kills Sect now?"

Li Chuan was startled, then nodded. "Yeah, that's me."

Chongxu Daoist stroked his beard and grinned. "Well, well, who would've guessed that old ghost would pick up a treasure like you? Interesting!"

Li Chuan felt a little embarrassed. "Daoist, you flatter me."

Chongxu Daoist waved him off. "No, I mean it. Just one look at your face, I could tell you weren't ordinary! Looks like the year-end tournament is about to get real exciting."

Li Chuan hurriedly replied, "Daoist, there's no way I can match you experts!"

Chongxu Daoist: "No need for such false modesty, youngster. If you overdo it, it loses its flavor."

"Alright, let's keep in touch," said Chongxu Daoist, shooing them off and wandering away in the blink of an eye.

Li Chuan turned to Weng Changting and Wuchen. "Now that it's settled here, I'll head off too."

"Mn."

Weng Changting nodded, her nerves still frayed—she just wanted to go home and rest.

Li Chuan left the Wang villa, planning to return to Yun Valley.

But just as he walked a short distance, he ran into someone he knew.

None other than the Yun City police force's newest rising star—Mei Chaofeng.

The two of them nearly bumped into each other face to face.

"It's you! Wait—don't go, I still haven't properly thanked you!" Mei Chaofeng's eyes were a little embarrassed when she looked at Li Chuan.

After all, she'd wrongly accused Li Chuan before this.

"It was nothing, no thanks necessary." Li Chuan shook his head—taking down the Xiangxi Four Ghosts was barely worth mentioning to him.

"Do you have time? Let me buy you dinner." Mei Chaofeng stumbled over her words, not sure how to properly express her gratitude.

This was the usual routine, after all.

"Some other time," Li Chuan refused.

It was the first time he'd ever directly turned down a woman's invitation. He remembered his senior sister's advice—even in the face of beautiful women, he needed to stay disciplined!

"Alright…" Mei Chaofeng sounded a touch disappointed, but after hesitating a moment, she gathered her courage and asked, "What do you do? Can we add each other on WeChat?"

This time, Li Chuan didn't refuse. He'd just noticed something seemed wrong with Mei Chaofeng's body and smiled: "I'm a doctor. Want to scan my code, or should I scan yours?"

"I'll scan yours." Mei Chaofeng hesitated slightly, then complied.

They added each other on WeChat quickly.

Li Chuan headed off again.

Halfway back, Li Chuan's phone rang. This time, it was Zhao Ying.

"Li Chuan, where are you?" There was curiosity in Zhao Ying's voice.

"I'm on the street."

"Can you come to my place? My head started hurting all of a sudden. I was hoping you could take a look at me." Zhao Ying's tone was full of anticipation.

"Sure, I'll be right there."

Truth be told, Li Chuan had been missing Zhao Ying's body for some time.

He soon arrived at the Zhao Family villa.

Zhao Ying opened the door for him, the superstar wrapped in a black silk nightdress that traced out every seductive curve of her body.

Most of all, her teasing yet inviting gaze set Li Chuan's imagination on fire.

"Come in, quick." Zhao Ying's eyes met his, a shy flush in her look. "No one's home tonight."

Li Chuan: "Did you drink?"

Zhao Ying: "I was bored and had a little. Let me get you some water."

Zhao Ying slipped on her slippers, padding toward the kitchen.

Watching Zhao Ying's tempting backside, Li Chuan's heart began to pound, a restless heat rising sharp in his gut.

He followed her into the kitchen, slipping his hands around her soft, snakelike waist from behind.

"Hu!"

It had been too long. Li Chuan leaned in, taking a deep, greedy breath of the intoxicating fragrance on Zhao Ying's body. A look of infatuated intoxication played across his face. "Now, can I see the cat you keep?"

Zhao Ying's delicate body trembled, her heart fluttering wildly. She shivered, remembering that feeling of being thoroughly stretched, a nervous thrill running through her. She turned to face Li Chuan's burning gaze, feigning nonchalance. "Isn't that cat right in front of you?"

Li Chuan's eyes blazed on her. "Where is it?"

"Meow~" Zhao Ying's cheeks flushed, letting out a dainty, playful sound.

Li Chuan hadn't expected Zhao Ying to be so daring—next second, his "gun" was aimed at her entrance!

"Can I fuck you?" Li Chuan's voice came low in Zhao Ying's ear, bold and direct.

The rawness of Li Chuan's words instantly rekindled the fire slumbering in Zhao Ying's heart.

After all, Li Chuan was the first man in her life, and having tasted him once, there was no way any woman could resist letting him in again.