Chapter 70: The Powerful Liang Jing. Seeking Red Tickets and Collections.
Liang Jing and I are irreconcilable. Mobilize all available forces to find him for me. Thoroughly investigate every relative and friend connected to Liang Jing. Arrest and kill anyone related to him. I want to torture them slowly, for Liang Jing’s arrogance and wantonness demands retribution. Even the family dog will not be spared!
At this moment, he had largely accepted Lv Fengsheng’s words and deductions. A fury he had never known before surged through him, his eyes reddening. He had never hated anyone so intensely before, never been violated so repeatedly. The Liu mother and son from N City who stole him, injured Dai Wu to the point of nearly losing the patriarch’s favor and his chance to ascend, and now robbed his woman while slaying his trusted subordinate—this was truly intolerable!
Lv Fengsheng watched Tu Guiwu seethe, his own heart twisting in dread. Liang Jing, now you will learn the price of offending me. You dare to strike me and shout for my death, playing with me as if I can be humiliated at will? Wait and see—this is only the beginning. Only by letting you vanish in the most satisfying way can I climb the ranks. Stepping on you to rise is a joy I will savor!
Yet there were still matters unfinished. He steadied himself.
“Young Master, this may not suffice. It could even alert them early, allowing them to escape!”
Young Master Tu restrained his rage and gazed at Lv Fengsheng with questioning eyes…
“Young Master, do you not have close ties to the army?”
“According to the subordinate, the army of the X surname possesses a mutated military dog. Perhaps we can enlist their aid. We could recover the personal garments of Brother Huang and the others who perished yesterday. The mutated military dog should be able to track and uncover vital information.”
Hearing Lv Fengsheng’s words, Young Master Tu’s eyes lit up. Indeed. Even with many pursuers, success was uncertain, and the large force might rouse the enemy to flee in advance. If Lv Fengsheng’s judgments proved accurate, the army’s mutated military dog would make everything far simpler, guaranteeing a decisive strike!
His regard for Lv Fengsheng softened noticeably. He had never imagined this former drinking companion possessed such sharp intellect. Previously, he had only indulged him out of pre-apocalypse courtesy and had no further intention of managing him. Now, lacking power, the chasm between them widened until they shared no common ground. Such was the bare reality of their world.
In truth, Lv Fengsheng felt some hesitation in his heart as well. His was only a supposition, lacking absolute certainty that the hunter subordinates who slew Young Master Tu yesterday were indeed Liang Jing. Yet he could not afford to hesitate now. This time he would merely show his face before Young Master Tu to clear the path for his own advancement; his purpose had been fulfilled.
Should his guess prove false later, he could simply concoct another excuse.
Uncle Xie, for his part, felt little joy. He had never expected that after accepting a small favor, he would now be trodden upon and humiliated before his master. Danger loomed; his position was imperiled.
“Quickly contact Commissioner Gong at the regiment headquarters for me. I will treat him to a meal and discuss urgent matters. Immediately.”
Liang Jing knew nothing of the peril creeping near. Having claimed his first woman in this life, he held the successful enchantment from the Leather Armor Skill learned the previous night. His strength had surged, his mood buoyant, and he allowed himself rare relaxation.
“Ah!――”
Su Yuting had begun to rise when she felt the lingering soreness and pain between her thighs. She sank back onto the bed, pouting, her eyes pitiful as they fixed on the smug, self-satisfied grin beside her.
“Let me help you.”
Seeing Su Yuting’s delicate, womanly demeanor, Liang Jing rose and lifted her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her pouting, rose-red lips. He dressed her, then bathed her amid her coquettish demands. Wu Anmin’s breakfast was probably nearly ready as well.
“Brother Jing, it’s wonderful. I haven’t used toothpaste in ages. I was frightened senseless by the monsters and forgot to put any on. Most people in the group are the same.”
“I haven’t washed my face or bathed properly for so long. It’s so uncomfortable. Brother Jing, will there be monsters in this water?”
“Mmm, I haven’t eaten hot food in a long time. It feels so good…”
Owing to the injury in her lower body, limiting her movement, Su Yuting rose early and remained cradled in Liang Jing’s arms, her heart at peace. She chattered happily, comparing the ordeal of her previous flight—how difficult everything had been, how rarely she had tasted hot meals, how rarely she had slept in warmth and safety. Now, nestled in his embrace eating breakfast, she felt a touch embarrassed, yet seeing Mu Yuan’s similar plight suggested she, too, had become a woman last night. Yet her man had shown no concern, not even holding her while they ate. Her mood lifted considerably…
The men spoke and ate with lively animation, while the women’s relations were clearly strained, even marked by mutual resentment.
Su Yuting, upon hearing Liang Jing’s account of Mu Yuan’s fall and realizing it had been a sham, had pieced together her earlier doubts. Mu Yuan’s tumble, the full weight pressing her down, the delay in her escape, and the pursuers quickly spotting her after her mud-disguised face—all pointed to the classmate sister who had followed her as a spy, not a friend. No wonder their bond had been merely average; no wonder everyone else abandoned her while the sister lingered at her side, ever watchful.
Ling Qinghe felt even greater melancholy. After days of pursuit, a tender little girl had stolen him away. Her jealousy burned as she watched Su Yuting’s radiant smile and her fair, delicate face grown even rosier and more alluring. She dared to meet Ling Qinghe’s gaze, refusing to avert her eyes. She could only eat in sullen silence.
Mu Yuan, too, seemed in poor spirits. Last night she had been violated, her most precious defense shattered, and the one who took her body was a long-term prisoner, a virgin offender. It was unthinkable how he would ravage her now that he had met a beautiful woman. If not for the other party’s support, she could barely walk this morning. Worse still, these people appeared to know she was an undercover agent, watching her ceaselessly. Even the simple classmate little sister regarded her with contempt, stirring fresh jealousy. How could she not feel lost and despairing in this group’s grasp? How could her heart not be heavy?
“Give me a moment. I must step out on some business. Stay here for the time being.”
Liang Jing had noticed the women’s mutual animosity, yet he cared little to meddle so long as it remained within bounds. His priority was to resolve the immediate threat. Yes, he would now take the initiative to strike first.
“Won’t we go together?”
Jia Yujin knew what Liang Jing intended and voiced her concern.
“No need. I can manage alone.”
Last night he had forged a blue armor, the Steel Back Beast Armor. Equipped, his strength reached fifteen points. Then he wielded the golden weapon, Baroque’s Sorrow, and his power surged. Defense, offense, and his own physique all strengthened dramatically.
Liang Jing: Strength 14 (1), Agility 13 + 5 (1), Constitution 13 (1), Spirit 12 + 9 (1); this was yesterday’s attributes.
Liang Jing: Strength 14 + 3 + 10 (1), Agility 13 + 5 + 10 (1), Constitution 13 + 15 (1), Spirit 12 + 9 (1); this was his current attributes.
In short, his strength was now twenty-seven, agility twenty-eight, constitution twenty-eight, spirit twenty-one.
The disparity was staggering!
With the Steel Back Beast Armor on, Liang Jing could nearly ignore rifle fire, save for unguarded spots.
With Baroque’s Sorrow equipped, his body attributes nearly doubled. Moreover, its weight, resilience, and edge meant even mighty beasts would suffer. At twenty-seven ordinary strengths and twenty-eight ordinary speeds, combined with his mastery of weapon strikes, nothing could stand against him.
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