Chapter 401: Sorry, I Couldn’t Hold Back!
A snow-white thigh lay across the sofa. Lin Mu’s head rested on it, enjoying the warmth and softness of the moment. Hua Meiniang’s eyes burned with murderous intent.
This guy was too much! Not only did he make her massage his legs and shoulders, but he was also using her as a pillow.
Hua Meiniang wanted to strangle him. However, every time a hint of killing intent surfaced, Lin Mu would half-open his eyes and glance at her. Hua Meiniang would then immediately force a sweet and gentle smile, helping Lin Mu massage his temples. In her heart, she had already cursed Lin Mu a thousand times over.
Leaning against Hua Meiniang, Lin Mu opened his mouth. A peeled grape was naturally placed inside, followed by someone holding a glass of red wine to his lips. Then, another person quickly dabbed the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief...
Besides Hua Meiniang, four other women surrounded Lin Mu. Most importantly, these four women were identical, and each was stunningly beautiful. They were Hua Meiniang’s personal bodyguards, who had been hiding in the dark corners of the room, ready to assassinate Lin Mu. However, Lin Mu’s Divine Soul was so powerful that he had suppressed them before they could even make a move, rendering them immobile. In the end, they had no choice but to peel fruit, pour wine, and massage his legs and shoulders.
If any outsider witnessed this scene, they would be green with envy, wishing they could trade places with Lin Mu.
With a satisfied grunt, Lin Mu muttered to himself, "No wonder people who leave this place always sigh with admiration, ’It’s like a dream of heaven on earth.’ Having beautiful women warm my wine amidst a garden of fragrance and beauty... this is truly the ultimate enjoyment."
Hearing this, the faces of the five women in the room darkened, their killing intent flaring. But when they remembered Lin Mu’s terrifying methods, their hearts filled with powerlessness and despair.
"Sister Hua, the man has arrived..."
The short-haired woman from before walked back into the room and started to speak, but she stopped abruptly, utterly stunned by the scene before her. The formidable Hua Meiniang, one of the Five Phoenixes of Jiangbei, was letting a man use her thigh as a pillow while she massaged his temples? And Qin, Qi, Shu, Hua—who held a higher status than the twelve female guards and were considered Hua Meiniang’s most trusted confidantes—were peeling fruit, pouring wine, and massaging his legs for him?
What on earth has this guy done to be enjoying such treatment in the Bai Mei Nightclub?!
"Long Ao has arrived!" Hua Meiniang said, angrily pushing Lin Mu away and pulling down her skirt to cover her thigh.
"Hmm. Let’s go take a look, then," Lin Mu said. He stood up, and when his eyes fell on a reclining chair nearby, a faint smile touched his lips.
Hua Meiniang’s face stiffened. "Don’t even think about it!" she said angrily.
「Several minutes later.」
The elevator doors opened. Su Ke’er and the others were met with a shocking sight.
Lin Mu was sitting on a reclining chair, carried out of the elevator by four identical-looking women. Flanking him, one woman held a fruit platter while another held a wine pot. These women were all one-in-a-million beauties, enough to drive any man wild. What shocked Su Ke’er most was that the woman holding the fruit platter was wearing a red nightgown, exuding a seductive charm. However, the expressions on all the women’s faces were grim, filled with humiliation.
"Elder Brother Mu, what’s all this..." Liu Zijian was also startled by the scene, but he marveled inwardly. Elder Brother Mu is in a league of his own, surrounded by beauties and living a life others can only dream of.
Liu Xiaolin’s eyes lit up. I have to become a man just like my godfather one day! Just look at this grandeur, this presence! He’s unbelievably awesome!
"Sister Hua, what are you..." Dai Yongqing looked even more distraught. He had thought his savior had arrived and that he would be rescued. But judging by the situation, something seems very wrong.
Hua Meiniang completely ignored Dai Yongqing. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to kill Lin Mu and wash away her shame. But this guy... he’s an absolute Devil! He strikes down beauties without the slightest mercy!
"Zijian, are you alright?" Lin Mu asked, leaning forward.
"I’m fine, I’m fine. They didn’t give me any trouble," Liu Zijian said, wiping away his sweat. Compared to you, Elder Brother Mu, I’ve brought shame upon you as a brother.
"Good." Lin Mu nodded, then glanced around. "Long Ao isn’t here yet?"
"He’ll... he’ll be here shortly," the short-haired woman stammered, gripping the wine pot so tightly she wished she could smash it over Lin Mu’s head. This bastard is infuriating!
"Who the hell has the audacity to make our Ao Ye come to see them?"
Just then, an arrogant and furious voice rang out. THUD, THUD, THUD... The sound grew closer, and the ground began to vibrate slightly.
Everyone’s expression changed as they turned to look, their pupils constricting. At the end of the corridor, a tall, imposing man in his fifties led the way. He moved with the power of a dragon and the stride of a tiger, his presence unforgettable. Behind him followed a hundred men in matching black suits and sunglasses, each holding a gleaming machete. Beside the leader was a lecherous-looking old man with a Fu Manchu mustache, whose eyes roved over Lin Mu’s group with ill intent the moment he appeared.
A chair was placed in the center of the open space. The middle-aged man sat down, his gaze fixed on Lin Mu’s party. When he saw Hua Meiniang next to Lin Mu, his eyes narrowed sharply.
Hua Meiniang’s eyes brightened for a moment before she lowered her head, feigning grievance. She dabbed at her eyes, pretending to sob.
Fury blazed in the middle-aged man’s eyes. He clenched his fists, and his aura became terrifyingly intense.
This man was none other than Long Ao, the leader of the Six Dragons of Jiangbei!
"Which one of you is Lin Mu? Get over here and kneel before Ao Ye to apologize!" the sleazy old man sneered, standing behind Long Ao. He was as arrogant as a eunuch attending the ancient Yellow Emperor.
"Is it you?" the old man asked, glancing at Dai Yongqing. The latter shook his head frantically. "Not me, not me! It’s him!"
Dai Yongqing pointed a finger at Lin Mu and shouted, "He’s Lin Mu! This has nothing to do with me!"
The old man scoffed contemptuously and turned to Lin Mu. "Kid, you’re the one who summoned Ao Ye here to apologize to you?"
Leaning back in his recliner, Lin Mu replied nonchalantly, "That’s right. I am."
"How dare you!" the old man roared, pointing at Lin Mu. "Who the hell do you think you are, daring to make Ao Ye apologize to you? You’re courting death! Now crawl over here and receive your punishment!"
Lin Mu simply smiled and waved his hand.
SWISH!
A streak of green light shot from Lin Mu’s hand and wrapped around the old man’s neck.
THUMP!
A head tumbled to the floor as blood spurted from the neck. The headless body collapsed, its facial features still frozen in a mask of arrogance and rage.
"Hiss!" The crowd gasped, stunned by the gruesome scene.
Hua Meiniang’s pretty face turned even paler. She hadn’t expected Lin Mu to kill Long Ao’s advisor right in front of him. And he just waved his hand... What kind of ability is this? Killing from a distance?!
"Noisy," Lin Mu remarked, glancing at Long Ao with a smile. "My apologies, I couldn’t help myself."
"You don’t mind that I killed your dog, do you?"