Chapter 234: Big Bad Guy, Found You!
Zheng Zi’ang, who was holding the woman and heading upstairs, didn’t notice someone following behind him. With an impatient look on his face, he took out the constantly vibrating mobile phone from his pocket and answered the call: “Mom, you’ve called me no less than ten times! What the hell do you want?!”
“Zheng Zi’ang! Where the hell have you gone to fool around again! And you ask what I want! Don’t you know your own situation right now?!”
Liu Hui lowered her voice, exasperated: “Have you forgotten what Master told you? To rest and recuperate! It’s only been a few days? And you’re out fooling around again! Are you trying to piss me off to death?”
“Zheng Zi’ang, don’t forget, your dad and I paid a huge price to bring you back to life!”
Zheng Zi’ang looked impatient: “Mom, you’re so nagging. I won’t forget what you said, and don’t worry about me causing you trouble. I know what I’m doing.”
“The current me is very different from the previous me. Even if I cause trouble, I can handle it easily.”
“Alright, if you’re worried, I’ll head back soon. That’s it, hanging up.”
With that, Zheng Zi’ang decisively hung up the phone.
Then he leaned close to the railing, tossed the mobile phone in his hand downstairs, and tsked: “Humans are so troublesome.”
The woman held in his arms coquettishly patted his chest: “Young Master Zheng, don’t be angry. Your mother is just concerned about you.”
“And what about you? Do you care about me?” Zheng Zi’ang chuckled lowly, grabbed her hand, and asked in a low voice.
The woman shivered from the icy temperature of Zheng Zi’ang’s hand, but her face still wore a fawning smile: “Of course.”
“We sisters treat Young Master Zheng like family and care for you that way~”
Zheng Zi’ang laughed out loud, grabbed her hand, and impatiently pushed open an empty private room nearby with no one inside, pressing the woman onto the sofa…
Feng Yanxiu had just approached when he heard the woman’s coquettish laughter: “Haha, Young Master Zheng, don’t… mm… you’re so bad…”
Feng Yanxiu’s footsteps paused: “…”
A trace of relief rose in his heart. Fortunately, he hadn’t let Yuanman come in with him, or else…
Feng Yanxiu took a deep breath. Just as he was about to get closer and try to hear the sounds inside clearly, his pocket was suddenly tugged hard.
He looked down and saw the scarecrow that had been in his pocket had crawled out at some point and was tugging his pocket backward with all its might.
Feng Yanxiu: “?”
“Are you stopping me from going in?” Feng Yanxiu asked tentatively.
Xiao Cao nodded, raised a finger to point at the private room, made a crossing-out gesture toward him, then pointed at itself.
Feng Yanxiu: “You go in?”
Xiao Cao nodded, patted its little chest, and turned around to fly into the room.
Feng Yanxiu was a bit worried and wanted to follow, but feared he would hold Xiao Cao back, so he could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and wait outside.
In the dim private room, two people were overlapping one on top of the other on the sofa. The woman who had just been coquettishly laughing pretending to resist was now wide-eyed, struggling desperately under Zheng Zi’ang.
Her neck was tightly gripped by Zheng Zi’ang, her face flushed red, eyes filled with terror: “Guh guh…”
Zheng Zi’ang sat on her, feeling the surging life force from his hand, a look of intoxicated enjoyment on his face: “Didn’t you say you treat me like family and care for me that way?”
“As family, it’s only right to offer your life for me, right?”
“Shh shh, good girl. I’ll make sure to treat your family well. Don’t make a sound, don’t make a sound… be good…”
“No…” Tears welled up in the woman’s eyes as she struggled to squeeze out a cry for help: “Save…”
But her cry for help had just left her mouth when it was drowned out by the massive music from downstairs.
Despair flickered in the woman’s eyes.
Zheng Zi’ang savored the pleasure of holding the power of life and death, quietly watching the woman’s final struggles and despair, a huge rush surging in his heart.
As long as he absorbed one more person’s life force, this body of his could live another hundred years. He would then qualify to cultivate with Master and have the chance to become one of the elite.
If that bitch Sheng Hanxiang knew that after she killed him, it had led him to such a great opportunity, she would probably be furious, right?
No matter, no matter. As long as he could cultivate with Master, he would eventually have a chance to meet that bitch again!
When the time comes… he would make her wish she were dead!
The more excited Zheng Zi’ang got, the heavier his grip became. Just as he was about to snap the woman’s head, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind.
With his greatly enhanced senses, Zheng Zi’ang agilely leaped off the woman, clinging to the wall like a gecko. His reddish beast-like pupils glared viciously and vigilantly at the spot in front of the woman: “Who?!”
Xiao Cao didn’t speak. Behind her was only the woman’s violent coughing.
Zheng Zi’ang blinked, and when he clearly saw the small figure in front of the woman, astonishment appeared on his face: “This is… Wood Spirit?”
Excitement gradually built on his face: “Hahaha!! Heaven truly favors me! Wood Spirit! This is the Wood Spirit that Master has been searching so hard for!”
“As long as I catch you, Master will take me as his disciple! Hahahaha!!”
Zheng Zi’ang charged at Xiao Cao excitedly, brimming with fighting spirit.
His face full of determination, he felt that with his current strength, taking down a Wood Spirit would be a piece of cake!
But in the next second, Xiao Cao flashed behind him and kicked him flying.
Zheng Zi’ang, who smashed into the wall again: “!”
He looked stunned and before he could react, he looked up to see Xiao Cao rushing straight at him!-
At the same time, at the Zheng family.
Liu Hui called Zheng Zi’ang several more times, but each went unanswered. Depressed and angry, she smashed her mobile phone and complained to Zheng Zetao, who had just come out after a shower: “Look at the fine son you’ve raised!”
“He doesn’t care about us at all. We went to such great lengths to save him, and he behaved for two days before going out to fool around again!”
Zheng Zetao sat helplessly beside her, holding her waist and coaxing gently: “That’s just his personality. Being resurrected from death won’t change it. You’ve always known that, haven’t you?”
“No matter what, as long as he’s alive and healthy, that’s fine.”
Liu Hui was barely placated, still looking extremely depressed, and couldn’t help complaining: “I did so many heinous things for him, and he doesn’t care about me at all. If I’d known, it would have been better not to…”
Before she could finish, the mobile phone she had thrown on the table suddenly vibrated wildly.
Liu Hui saw the words [Dear Son] flashing on the screen, her depressed mood instantly improving a bit. She deliberately let it ring a few more seconds before picking up: “What, you finally know…”
“Mom! Help! Save me!” Zheng Zi’ang’s terrified and frightened voice came from the other end: “I’m about to be beaten to death—don’t—no!!”
Clattering sounds came from the receiver, followed immediately by the dial tone.
The call was hung up.
Liu Hui shot to her feet, face full of panic: “Oh no! Zetao, Zi’ang is in trouble!”
“Hurry! Let’s go help him!” Liu Hui panicked and lost her wits, grabbing her mobile phone and car keys as she rushed out.
Zheng Zetao was also anxious and quickly said: “Zi’ang must have run into a master who saw something off about him! Us going won’t help. We need to go beg Master Li for help!”
“Right, right, go find Master Li!” Liu Hui nodded and drove off with him to find Old Ghost Li.
Just then, Feng Jingcheng’s car arrived outside the Zheng family villa and happened to see them driving away.
“Driving out so late at night? Suspicious!” Feng Jingcheng muttered, cleverly driving after them.
Liu Hui, whose mind was entirely on Zheng Zi’ang, didn’t notice the little tail following behind.
Their hearts and eyes were filled with the need to ask Old Ghost Li to come out and save their son.
Feng Jingcheng followed them by car to the Old Town Area, winding around before stopping outside an old residential complex.
Seeing them get out, Nan Yuanman got out with Feng Jingcheng and followed stealthily behind.
Until Liu Hui entered the residential building and stopped in front of a rundown door, pounding on it hard: “Master Li! Help! Master Li!”
Nan Yuanman, who had pasted a concealment talisman and was crouching on the staircase with Feng Jingcheng, stared intently at the doorway, holding her breath. She saw the door slowly open, revealing a figure she was very familiar with.
Nan Yuanman drew her copper coin sword, her steamed bun face extremely agitated.
Big bad guy!
Found you!
Going to the hospital tomorrow, will take a day off tomorrow.
