The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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The silence was broken by a burst of suppressed, seductive laughter emanating from the woman in black veil.

She laughed so hard her body trembled, and her ample breasts, covered by a thin veil, shook violently with her laughter, like two white rabbits eager to break free of their cage.

"Wow...what an amazing character..."

She licked her bright red lips, and her eyes blazed with fury as she looked at Dai Qisi: "Qisi, where did this ferocious beast come from?"

Just looking at it from afar makes me, your older sister,..."

She was somewhat considerate of the girl in black veil beside her when she spoke, but she still unconsciously squeezed her plump legs together.

Even through two layers of gauze skirt, you could see the tight, full outline of her upper thighs.

Dai Qisi ignored her teasing and stared intently at the man downstairs who slowly withdrew his imposing aura and returned to his languid demeanor.

Her breathing became rapid and hot, and a strange, tingling current suddenly surged from deep within her lower abdomen, instantly flowing through her limbs and bones.

She's seen strong men, and she's seen domineering men.

But she had never seen a man like Wang Meng, who treated human life as worthless, manipulated good and evil at will, and used his pure, tyrannical, and unreasonable personal will to crush all rules and order...

This power, for a woman like her who was already weary of worldly rules, was the most deadly thing in the world.

More importantly, she knew Wang Meng too well.

You could even say I watched him grow up.

She could clearly feel that the secluded garden between her legs, which had been quiet all year round, was now uncontrollably overflowing with waves of hot, humid spring tide.

The fabric of the underwear was quickly soaked through, becoming damp and sticky against the skin.

Her nipples had hardened like two small pebbles at some point, and the friction of her clothes caused waves of itching and numbness.

'This kid has actually already entered the Innate Realm?'

This is something I never expected... If I had known this would happen, why would I have bothered looking for Zhang Cuishan?

ridiculous!'

"Aunt Dai...your face is so red..."

Beside her, the girl in the black veil spoke with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Dai Qisi and Hei Sha looked over when they heard the sound, only to find that this naive little girl was in no better condition than they were.

Although the girl in black veil was still wearing a veil, her clear eyes, which were exposed, were already covered with a layer of misty moisture, and her cheeks were so red that they looked as if they were about to bleed.

Her small hands were now tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Her two slender, straight legs were unconsciously and gently rubbing against each other, a posture full of the awkwardness and panic of a young girl experiencing infatuation for the first time.

She was frightened.

But more than anything, I was completely excited by that irresistible masculine aura.

That domineering aura and captivating gaze were like a pair of invisible hands that roughly pried open her budding heart, forcibly stuffing in a most primal and wild desire.

She felt as if a little deer was thrashing wildly inside her, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

Meanwhile, in the groin area, that most delicate and mysterious place that no one had ever touched before, a strange emptiness and itching sensation, both shameful and frightening, was emanating from her.

A warm, moist liquid with a faint fishy smell was flowing uncontrollably from her body, wetting a small patch of her underwear.

She could even feel the valley was slightly warm and trembling, as if it were yearning for something to fill and invade it.

She dared not look at the man's figure downstairs, but his image was etched deeply into her mind like a brand.

"what……"

A very soft, barely suppressed groan escaped from beneath the black-veiled girl's face.

Seeing this, Hei Sha showed no concern whatsoever; instead, she smiled even more charmingly.

She stretched out her long arms and pulled the already aroused girl into her embrace, whispering sweetly in her ear, "My dear Wan'er, it seems you understand now..."

In this world, nothing is more appealing to women than a powerful man who can control everything, right?

Stop thinking about that pale-faced boy.

"My mother, having been through it all, knows best the old adage: scholars are the most useless, and handsome men are the most faithless."

Downstairs, the head constable was frantically directing his men to clean up the scene and disperse the last remaining onlookers. The entire dock had shifted from a bloody, deathly silence to a kind of oppressive clamor under official control.

After using his inhuman pressure to force back the Wudang Sect members, Wang Meng returned to his listless state, as if the thrilling confrontation had been nothing more than casually swatting away an annoying fly.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a clear and melodious female voice, tinged with a hint of provocation and a touch of languor, came from the window of the upstairs private room.

"Young Master Wang, what a grand display of power! Do you have the guts to come up and have a cup of leftover tea?"

The sound was soft, yet like a feather, precisely brushing against the silent air.

Wang Meng paused slightly.

He looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, and instantly locked onto the stunning figure standing by the window on the second floor.

Dai Qisi didn't flinch at all. Instead, she met his aggressive gaze with a knowing smile, her red lips curving into an intriguing arc. In her beautiful purple eyes, there was an undisguised challenge and invitation.

A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across Wang Meng's face.

He never expected to run into Dai Qisi here.

However, Wang Meng is no longer the guy who can be easily manipulated.

Now that we encounter this Purple-Robed Dragon King again, there's no need to be overly wary or fearful.

However, it was only now that Wang Meng discovered that this Purple-Robed Dragon King was also at the Innate Realm, and that his inner strength was much deeper than his own.

From a distance, it looks wrong. It resembles an iceberg enveloped in purple mist.

interesting.

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his smile carrying a wild, aggressive edge.

He didn't reply. He simply tapped his feet, and like a bird unbound by gravity, he silently rose into the air. He lightly touched the outer wall of the teahouse twice with his feet, and like a ghost, he flipped and leaped into the open window!

This sudden movement is much faster and more impactful than climbing stairs.

With a soft "thump," Wang Meng landed steadily inside the private room.

A powerful surge of masculine hormones, brimming with sweat and virility, instantly filled the small space. It clashed violently with the room's existing aroma of tea, feminine fragrance, and that faint, sweet, sensual scent, creating a strange atmosphere that made one's heart race and mouth dry.

The three women in the private room were all startled.

Wang Meng's gaze, like that of a seasoned hunter surveying his prey, swept over the three of them without restraint.

Inside the room, three women, each with their own unique charm, held their breath in unison.

Dai Qisi's purple eyes, which always carried a hint of languor and a touch of calculation, were now shining with an astonishing brightness.

She remained seated gracefully, calmly refilling herself with another cup of tea.

She picked up her teacup, gently blew on the floating tea leaves, and a meaningful smile played on her red lips.

"Wow, Young Master Wang's skills are truly eye-opening."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was like the finest silk, smooth yet resilient, easily captivating one's mind: "However, using such thunderous methods only to frighten a few ignorant Taoist priests and officials is a bit of a waste of talent."

She paused, raised her eyes, and looked intently at Wang Meng. Then, her tone shifted, becoming drawn out and full of implications.

"I wonder, if Young Master Wang's devastating abilities were used elsewhere... would they be just as domineering, just as... irresistible?"

"Other places"

She spoke those four words so lightly and seductively, like a feather, intentionally or unintentionally scratching at Wang Meng's most sensitive nerves.

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng showed no anger or resentment whatsoever; instead, he chuckled softly.

He leisurely turned around the chair he was sitting in, his gaze filled with undisguised aggression, as if he were appraising three priceless trophies that he had already reserved.

"Who is it that dares to make fun of me, Wang Meng, to my face?"

His gaze finally settled on Dai Qisi's breathtakingly beautiful face, and a familiar yet slightly wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips: "So it's the Dragon King, this audacious little Persian wildcat."

This term of endearment carried an air of absolute control, instantly causing a strange light to flash in Dai Qisi's beautiful purple eyes.

Wang Meng didn't give her a chance to refute. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table, and pressed his powerful masculine aura over her even more unrestrainedly. He stared at Dai Qisi and responded to her provocation word by word: "My abilities, wherever they are used, are naturally very domineering, and I guarantee... they will make people unable to resist."

He deliberately emphasized the phrase "can't stop," and his deep eyes were full of knowing and amused insight.

Then, he changed the subject, his tone becoming more dangerous and ambiguous: "As for... Dragon King, I am grateful to the Dragon King for saving my life last time."

"Didn't I come all the way to Jiangnan specifically to express my gratitude?"

"Thank you"

The moment those two words were uttered, the previously subtle ambiguity in the air was instantly torn away, turning into blatant, sexually suggestive, and lewd flirting!

"oops!"

The woman in black veil couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Her alluring eyes darted back and forth between Wang Meng and Dai Qisi, her curiosity burning even brighter.

She swayed her hips and moved closer to Dai Qisi, sitting down next to her without any politeness. With a charming smile, she asked, "My dear sister, judging from what Young Master Wang is saying, you two... this isn't the first time you've 'clashed'?"

Tell your sister how Young Master Wang disciplined you.

Just how powerful is he to be able to tame a stray cat like you?

Her words were risqué, and the girl in the black veil who had been keeping her head down felt a surge of heat rush to her head after hearing the words "lesson" and "rules," which also caused a sudden heat to rise in her most mysterious area!

She could no longer sit still; her two slender legs were pressed tightly together under her skirt, and her small hands gripped the hem of the skirt nervously, her knuckles turning white.

She couldn't even imagine what a bewildered scene it would be if a proud and beautiful woman like Aunt Dai were "taught a lesson" by the man in front of her... Just imagining it made her still very young body have a strong reaction that made her feel both ashamed and afraid.

Despite being questioned by Hei Sha and directly provoked by Wang Meng, Dai Qisi remained calm and composed.

Her beautiful purple eyes were only slightly narrowed, like a lazy cat that was ready to show its claws at any moment.

She didn't answer the woman in black veil, but instead fixed her gaze on Wang Meng's face, her red lips slowly curving into a bewitching smile that could captivate all beings.

She picked up the teacup on the table, slowly brought it to her lips, and took a small sip.

As she put down her teacup, she stuck out her delicate tongue and, with a meaningful gesture, licked her lips, which appeared even more moist from the tea.

"lesson?"

She chuckled, her voice filled with disdain and a hint of mockery: "How could I not remember? I only remember... last time, I don't know who it was, but my claws scratched him all over, and he ended up clinging to my leg, begging me to stay with him a little longer."