Chapter 502: Chapter 486: Moon Descends Upon Yang City!

In a small villa that remained relatively intact after the fierce battle.

Qing Kui followed the aura to Liu Bingyue’s room.

He stood at the door, his heart anxious, conflicted and hesitant, before finally reaching out to knock on the door.

But after waiting for quite a while, there was no response from the room.

So, steeling his resolve, he reached out to push open the door and walked decisively into the room.

"Madam, what are you..."

Seeing Liu Bingyue sitting cross-legged on the bed, Qing Kui hurriedly knelt on one knee in greeting, keeping his head bowed, not daring to lift it.

At this moment.

Liu Bingyue’s jet-black hair had streaks of silver, and her face bore faint wrinkles.

She originally looked in her early twenties, but now appeared to be in her forties.

"Come here."

In the silence, Liu Bingyue’s delicate lips gently parted, emitting a weak voice.

Qing Kui hurriedly stood up, with his head lowered, walked to the bedside.

Looking at the tall, powerful man before her, resembling a beast, Liu Bingyue’s originally calm eyes gradually became eager, even revealing a hint of madness.

Suddenly, she reached out to tear off the already tattered gauze dress, her delicate body leaning back, her fragrant long hair spreading out on the white sheets.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get that disgusting thing inside!"

"Yes, Madam!"

"..."

...

A long time later.

Ye Fei walked gingerly into the small villa, standing respectfully outside the room door.

He could faintly hear Liu Bingyue’s alluring moans from inside, along with Qing Kui’s beast-like heavy breathing, and the creaking of the large bed under the fierce pounding.

He truly couldn’t imagine — Qing Kui’s three-meter-tall body tossing Liu Bingyue’s delicate body around would be quite a sight.

Moreover, Qing Kui’s "thing" apparently was thicker than Madam’s wrist.

So, could Madam endure it?

"Ah—!"

In the midst of his thoughts, the room suddenly resounded with Qing Kui’s scream.

Ye Fei was startled to trembling, hastily retreating a few steps.

Then Liu Bingyue’s voice rang out again, a cry with pleasure laced with pain.

A few minutes later.

The door abruptly opened, and Qing Kui staggered out of the room.

Ye Fei looked up, his gaze shaking involuntarily, feeling his scalp tingling.

He could obviously see that Qing Kui had become much thinner, and there were several blood-seeping tooth marks on his neck!

Was Madam sucking his blood just now?

"Kid, have you looked enough?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Fei shivered inadvertently, forcing a smile as he reported, "Qing Kui Grandpa, I’ve locked Sun Zhe in the underground warehouse and tied him up too."

Qing Kui nodded slightly and sighed deeply, weakly saying, "Help me to rest for a while."

"Alright."

As the two were about to leave, Liu Bingyue’s charming and youthful voice suddenly called from the room, "Ye Fei, come in."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei stiffened, his face turning pale as he looked to Qing Kui for help.

Qing Kui gave him a look of pity, as if telling him to fend for himself, saying, "Madam has ordered, what are you standing there for?"

"Uh... alright, okay."

"..."

...

Late night.

Yangcheng Airport.

In Zhou Yao’s hopeful yet anxious waiting, a private plane from Kyoto landed smoothly.

After another long wait, he finally saw the tall, alluring figure in a white dress.

The figure displayed her beauty to the fullest, infinitely enchanting, seemingly causing everything in the world to pale in comparison upon her appearance.

A noble and exquisite white dress, reminiscent of a white rose blooming in the night; her slender and well-proportioned calves were wrapped in sheer flesh-colored stockings, which under distant lights emitted a subtle and captivating luster.

The jade feet encased in the stockings trod on silver high heels, flawlessly sexy, practically an artwork of nature, with each step bringing forth a melodious tune, crisp and pleasing.

The white-dressed figure slowly came forward, flanked by several female bodyguards, her presence giving an ethereal feel not of this earth, like a celestial goddess.

"Sister-in-law!"

Zhou Yao’s eyes misted up, unable to help but call out.

It’s been over ten years, yet she hadn’t changed a bit, as if seen yesterday.

This was indeed his sister-in-law, Kyoto’s top beauty, the daughter of Kyoto’s Xia family, Qingcheng Palace’s Palace Master—Xia Shiyue!

...

"Ah Yao, long time no see."

Xia Shiyue stopped in front of Zhou Yao, offering a gentle smile, seeming to light up the entire world.

Zhou Yao gazed at the stunning beauty before him, unable to resist some infatuation.

From head to toe, even a single strand of hair, she exuded an indescribable nobility and elegance, making one dare not look directly.

Yet, she simultaneously seemed gentle and refined, approachable, eliciting a deep desire to get close.

However, within Zhou Yao’s heart, there was no inappropriate thought, for this was his most respected sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, after all these years, you haven’t changed a bit. If my brother saw you..."

Upon hearing "my brother" from Zhou Yao’s mouth, Xia Shiyue’s expression dimmed a bit, smiling faintly, "Let’s talk somewhere else."

"Alright."

"Yang City... it’s been a long time since I’ve been here, I wonder if that restaurant is still open."

"..."

...

After having a meal and some conversation with Zhou Yao, Xia Shiyue drove alone to the suite where Gu Lingxue and Leng Yueshuang lived.

As soon as she entered, Gu Lingxue rushed over and cuddled into her arms, acting spoiled.

That high-level decision-maker behind the scenes at Blazing Flame Group, at once resembled a gleeful young girl.

"Senior Sister, you’ve finally come. I missed you so much!"

"You must stay for a few more days this time, no matter what!"

"..."

Xia Shiyue gently pushed her away, reaching out to tidy a strand of messy hair on her forehead, teasing, "Dressed so revealingly, aren’t you afraid of inviting wolves into the house?"

"Hehe... I’m just afraid of no rascals coming to me."

Xia Shiyue, as if she were returning to her own home, went straight to the side to set down her bag, then began undressing.

"Go find me a set of pajamas."

"Okay, Senior Sister."

Gu Lingxue, mischievous as always, leaned closer, and upon seeing the fair, full peaks of Xia Shiyue’s chest, widened her attractive eyes and couldn’t help but reach out to touch.

"Wow, no wonder you’re the best beauty in Kyoto!"

Xia Shiyue gently slapped away her hand, saying, "I’m only staying a few days before returning to Kyoto. Lingxue, that Pure Yang Holy Body you mentioned earlier, where is it?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Lingxue cast her a meaningful glance, "Why, barely a word spoken and you’re asking about him, is it possible that Senior Sister is smitten? Ultimately, unable to bear the loneliness?"

Xia Shiyue smiled, shaking her head, saying with grace, "I’ve long surpassed the stage where Dual Cultivation enhances. I’m seeking the Pure Yang Holy Body simply out of curiosity and appreciation of talent."

"Alright then, tomorrow I’ll take you to his house."

Xia Shiyue asked, "By the way, I haven’t asked yet, what does the little fellow go by?"

"His name is Sun Zhe."

"Sun Zhe?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Shiyue’s beautiful eyes twitched.

This name, to her, could not be more familiar.

Because this was the name she had given him!

"Could it be that Lingxue’s Sun Zhe is... Really just a coincidence?"

"What’s the matter, Senior Sister?"

Noticing Xia Shiyue’s odd expression, Gu Lingxue was full of curiosity.

Xia Shiyue snapped back to reality, picking up the clothes she had just removed, putting them back on, saying, "Take me to him now."

"..."