Just as he was about to bring his foot down, a gray-clothed elder standing behind Hong Wu said in a low voice, "Young friend, please show mercy!"
Zhao Dong looked coldly at the elder. "Who are you? And what if I don't?"
The gray-clothed elder's voice turned icy. "Young friend, I am informing you, not negotiating with you. If you dare to kill Young Master Xiao, I will execute you on the spot."
"You're that confident?" Zhao Dong's fighting spirit surged, his gaze turning frosty.
"Of course. You're welcome to try."
As soon as the gray-clothed elder finished speaking, an extremely terrifying pressure emanated from him.
Zhao Dong's pupils shrank. This old man is a master!
At that moment, Zhao Dong saw Xu Yafei standing beside Hong Wu. His expression changed subtly the instant he saw her, and she immediately shot him a meaningful glance.
Zhao Dong caught the severe warning in her eyes.
Zhao Dong fell silent, his mind racing. If I kill Xiao Hongtian now, I'll undoubtedly die. Sparing him, however, might give me a way out. Even though letting him go will cause trouble later, I believe I can grow stronger and stronger. The next time we meet, I'll crush him!
Zhao Dong was filled with this confidence.
With that thought, the look in his eyes shifted slightly, and he lowered his foot.
Jiang Nianyu, hiding in a corner, also breathed a sigh of relief. She had been on the verge of intervening. Thankfully, Zhao Dong hadn't killed Xiao Hongtian; otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have been able to leave today.
Zhao Dong took one last, deep look around before walking over to Lin Qingyun and scooping her up in his arms without another word.
He didn't linger. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he left with Lin Qingyun in his arms. Everyone stood in silence, watching his retreating figure.
Everything that had happened today had exceeded their comprehension. They never expected that Young Master Xiao Hongtian of the Xiao Family would be defeated by a former special forces soldier. It was simply unbelievable.
Meanwhile, Zhao Dong rushed back to the hotel with Lin Qingyun in his arms. Her body was already burning with a feverish heat. Her once snow-white face was now as red as an evening sunset, but this charming crimson had an unnatural hue.
Once in the room, Zhao Dong placed Lin Qingyun directly into the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and let the cold water instantly wash over her body.
The blush on her face immediately receded a little. But just as Zhao Dong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his heart leaped into his throat.
Lin Qingyun's face turned even redder than before, and her body grew hotter. A faint mist actually began to rise from her skin where the cold water hit it.
Zhao Dong's pupils constricted. What do I do now?!
Just then, the contents of the Mystic Sky Technique flashed into his mind. The technique was all-encompassing, and it even included the Divine Doctor Technique.
In an instant, Zhao Dong recognized the drug in Lin Qingyun's body as a bizarre aphrodisiac poison from a minority tribe in Southeast Asia.
There were only two ways to neutralize this poison. The first was a specially prepared antidote, but its ingredients could only be found in Southeast Asia. The other method... was for him and Lin Qingyun to have intercourse.
His conscience pricked him. How is this any different from taking advantage of her while she's helpless? I already took her virginity. Am I really going to sleep with her again, not even two days later?
He was bitterly conflicted. Just then, Lin Qingyun's eyes fluttered open.
Just as Zhao Dong was about to speak, he noticed a vivid red flash in her eyes. The poison has already spread throughout her entire body!
Zhao Dong sucked in a sharp breath and hesitantly asked, "How are you?"
For a fleeting moment, Lin Qingyun's gaze cleared, her face twisting in pain. "Zhao Dong... my body is so hot... It's unbearable..."
Zhao Dong started to panic. The Mystic Sky Technique contains divine acupuncture skills, but I only just grasped the theory today! I don't know how to perform them at all!
"Zhao Dong... take me... I can't... I can't hold on much longer..."
Lin Qingyun mustered all her strength to force out the words. As soon as she finished, her gaze changed. The lucidity vanished, replaced by an expression of extreme, hazy allure.
Before Zhao Dong could react, a seductive look bloomed on Lin Qingyun's stunning face. In the next instant, her fingers pinched the hem of her dress and, with a delicate flick, lifted it...
GULP.
Zhao Dong swallowed hard.
Lin Qingyun's figure is incredible... so perfect it's hard to describe. Like a character from a manga...
His mind was in absolute chaos.
He swept Lin Qingyun into his arms, fell onto the large bed with her, and said hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot, "Don't blame me. I'm not a Monk! Even a Monk couldn't resist this!"
A night of passion followed. The lights were dim, and the dusky room was thick with an intimate atmosphere...
There was a moment when Lin Qingyun felt a sharp pang of pain!
In a fleeting moment of clarity, she took in the scene before her and saw Zhao Dong's face clearly. She bit her lip hard as a single, complicated tear slowly trailed from the corner of her eye...
...
When morning sunlight filled the room, Zhao Dong opened his bleary eyes, somewhat bewildered by the sight before him.
Lin Qingyun was propping her head up with a hand, looking at him with an extremely complex expression on her beautiful face.