"What, you think you can act like a whore and still pretend to be virtuous?" The most raucous voice from before spoke up again.

"Rip—ah—no—" The sound of fabric tearing followed by Yan Ruyu's terrified scream.

"All you turtle watching the show by the window, pull back your necks and get lost!" Luo Chao emerged from the room with his Purple and Cyan Sword and shouted loudly, his voice thundering through the small courtyard. The words he spoke in anger were particularly cutting, implying that they were all like turtles and should retreat home and be cowardly turtles.

Ignoring the curses from those around, he wielded his sword and walked towards Yan Ruyu's room. Luo Chao's shout must have scared the people inside the room into silence.

"Bang—" Luo Chao kicked the door open with a powerful step, and the scene inside the room came into clear view.

The first thing he saw was the red pointed canopy, underneath which was a pink-faced simmons bed, a vanity on the left with various cosmetics belonging to a woman, lip gloss, rouge, skin creams, eyelash curlers, eyeshadows... and many other beauty products whose names were beyond Luo Chao. He didn't recognize the brands of these products either.

But Luo Chao could tell they weren't well-known brands, merely some inferior counterfeits; otherwise, Yan Ruyu wouldn't have had such a gaudy appearance the first time he saw her. It must have been the effect of using these subpar products.

On the right, against the wall, stood a silver wardrobe with a full-length mirror on its middle surface. The room was slightly larger than the one Luo Chao rented, so there were also two sofas next to the wardrobe, as well as a round table with several teacups and a small water dispenser on it.

At this moment, in the corner by the window inside the wardrobe, sat Yan Ruyu, clothed in tattered garments, hair disheveled, her expression haggard, tear-streaked, and eyes filled with terror. She cowered in the corner, with a glaring red handprint on her otherwise jade-like white face, bruised lips, and crimson blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her body was also covered in bruises and numerous scratches. Seeing this, Luo Chao's eyes bulged with intense rage, blood-red and ready to burst with anger.

In front of Yan Ruyu stood five disreputable figures, their upper torsos bare, covered in tattoos: one had a ferocious dog head, perhaps a wolf head, but to Luo Chao, it seemed merely a dog head.

One of them bore a tattoo of a two-headed cobra with fangs bared, its heads splayed across his pectorals while its tail extended to his back, appearing as if the snake might leap out at any moment, a truly terrifying sight.

Another had a tattoo of a large eagle spanning his entire torso, wings spread across either side and arms, with its head on his chest and talons poised on either side of his abdomen, ready to claw at his groin. One had a massive Eastern Divine Dragon tattooed on his body, coiling and spewing clouds from his body, with its large head perched on his chest, maw agape as if ready to devour.

The last one, however, was the oddest of them all, with the least amount of tattoos, only a small patch on his chest.

If not for the rage boiling in Luo Chao's heart, he might have burst out laughing upon seeing this man's tattoo, which stretched from his abdomen to his chest like some stick-like object about seven or eight centimeters in diameter. After staring for a while, Luo Chao realized it was a tattoo of a man's member. This guy was utterly ruthless, tattooing such a thing on himself—a feat that left one wondering if he was unconstrained by societal norms or simply obscene. If there were a contest for vulgarity in the world, this man would surely come out on top. But regardless, he was clearly a troublemaker, someone asking for a beating.

All of them sported long hair and muscular builds, looking powerfully imposing. The man with the obscene tattoo and the guy with the cobra tattoo had lost their pants as well, standing utterly exposed as they brandished threatening items. Two of the others hadn't undressed yet, but their intentions were clear until interrupted by Luo Chao.

Now, including Yan Ruyu, twelve eyes were staring blankly at Luo Chao standing authoritatively at the doorway, half-naked and holding his Purple and Cyan Sword.

"Kid, are you looking for death?" About half a minute later, the man with the obscene tattoo stepped forward, stood before Luo Chao, and barked. He stood there stark naked, without a hint of shame, rather unfazed, and upon hearing his voice, Luo Chao recognized it as the one from earlier. With eyes ablaze, he glared at the man before him.

The other few were also unfazed, ignoring Yan Ruyu and closing in on Luo Chao.

"You filthy pigs and dogs deserve death, straight to Hell!" Luo Chao glanced at the few unfazed men and spat out these words through gritted teeth.

"We are pigs and dogs, and what are you—a pig or a dog? Kid, let me tell you, just because you're bare-chested, it doesn't make you a badass, and wielding a rusted sword doesn't make you Ximen Chuixue. This is Qingmu Society's turf; you're just a small fry here. Killing you would be like slaughtering a dog!"

The man with the two-headed cobra tattoo sneered coldly, his eyes glinting harshly like the snake's. If he were truly a snake, Luo Chao knew he would be the alpha among cobras. Reacting to Luo Chao's words, he replied sinisterly.

"Why bother talking to him, just finish him off! Let these ignorant kids know how powerful Qingmu Society is!" The others, impatient as compared to "Cobra," closed in on Luo Chao without further ado.

"Slash!" Luo Chao swung his arm, the purple and cyan light flashed, followed by spurts of blood and continuous wails. In an instant, all five fell to the ground, clutching their bellies and howling like pigs.

It turned out that in that moment, Luo Chao had slashed each of their abdomens with his sword. Though not life-threatening, the injuries were enough to cope. Luo Chao was set on killing; this was the most furious he had felt in thirteen years, never had he been this enraged before. The violent urge in his heart nearly consumed him, and all he could think about was ending them.

"Ah, kid, how dare you hurt us? You're dead. Even if the Father of Heaven, the Goddess Nv Wa, or any deity comes today, they won't be able to save your dog life!" These men were seasoned criminals; despite the pain from their abdomen wounds, they had just screamed initially. Afterward, they tore pieces of clothing to wrap their wounds and stood, eyes menacingly fixed on Luo Chao.

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