Luo Xiu was taken aback by Queen Chi Sha's voice.

The female ghost residing within his body almost never communicated with him.

Her Majesty probably deems it beneath her dignity to communicate with me.

Her suddenly speaking up was quite startling.

"Well, this is a rare honor, Your Majesty," Luo Xiu said.

Chi Sha's cold voice replied, "Did you not hear what I just said? If you don't want to die, leave now."

Luo Xiu laughed. "If even Her Majesty the Queen thinks this person is an expert, they must be truly extraordinary. That just makes me more interested."

"Hmph. Live or die, it's your choice. I can't be bothered with you," Queen Chi Sha retorted.

Not long after, Luo Xiu found Duan Chunfeng, who still treated him with great respect. Seeing Luo Xiu so unguarded, Duan Chunfeng felt a slight sense of relief.

I was worried Su Hongli might have tipped him off last night, making him too scared to come to the Duan Family today. But now, it seems those worries were unfounded.

Just like yesterday, Luo Xiu first performed acupuncture on Duan Chunfeng, then began refining a medicinal pill for him.

Time ticked away.

About two hours later, Luo Xiu finished refining the pill. He went to Duan Chunfeng's room and removed the Silver Needles from his body.

"The toxins and impurities have mostly been cleared. Take this pill, and you should be fully healed."

To Luo Xiu, Duan Chunfeng's ailments were trivial matters.

Duan Chunfeng stared at the jujube-red pill in Luo Xiu's hand. "Why is this different from the one I took yesterday?" he asked curiously.

Luo Xiu smiled. "This is called a 'Jujube Pill' because of its color. It will repair your damaged meridians."

A moment later, as the pill took effect, Duan Chunfeng could distinctly feel his meridians being gently nourished and restored by the medicinal power. Overjoyed, he put on an act of being moved to tears with gratitude, thanking Luo Xiu profusely as if the man were his savior.

Luo Xiu smiled faintly. "There's no need for thanks. This was just business. We each got what we needed, so we owe each other nothing."

"Mister Luo is a straightforward man," Duan Chunfeng said.

Luo Xiu checked his pulse. "You recovered quickly, thanks to your solid foundation as a Gathering Spirit Realm Martial Artist, Family Head."

A smug smile played on Duan Chunfeng's lips as he boasted, "To be honest, after last night's session, I went to my wife. I demonstrated my renewed vigor so well that she still hasn't been able to get out of bed."

Upon hearing this, Luo Xiu fought back a smile. He continued packing his Silver Needles and said, "Is that so? That's wonderful. Congratulations on your triumphant return to form, Family Head."

Duan Chunfeng secretly watched Luo Xiu's expression, smirking inwardly. In truth, Su Hongli hadn't been with him at all last night. To vent his frustrations, he had simply called two female internet influencers to the house to keep him company.

I said that for two reasons: to sicken him, and to see if Su Hongli really went to him last night. I'm good at reading people. From his reaction, I'm certain she didn't. Which means he has no idea that the Duan Family's Grand Manor is a trap set just for him!

A few minutes later, Luo Xiu finished packing his Silver Needles and looked up at Duan Chunfeng.

Duan Chunfeng, who was also watching him, smiled and asked, "Leaving already, Mister Luo? Won't you stay for a quick meal?"

"I'm not in that much of a hurry," Luo Xiu replied with a gentle shake of his head and a smile. "I heard you borrowed a peerless expert from your boss last night—a Sky List Strong One. Now that my work is done, why not call this expert out so we can be introduced?"

At those words, Duan Chunfeng's gaze faltered slightly, and his expression turned utterly grim.

He could feel the extreme mockery and ridicule in Luo Xiu's words.

"How did you know?"

"Of course, your wife told me," Luo Xiu replied with a placid smile. "She actually begged me not to come to the Duan Family, afraid something would happen to me. But I demonstrated my prowess so thoroughly last night that both she and her sister still can't get out of bed. They were in no condition to stop me from coming to treat you."

"You…"

Duan Chunfeng's face turned the color of a dark jujube. His entire body trembled, and for a moment he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

"Luo Xiu, you son of a bitch!" he roared, unable to tolerate it any longer. He sprang to his feet and threw a punch at Luo Xiu.

Without even looking, Luo Xiu casually sidestepped the blow. "Speaking of which," he said with a smile, "your wife is truly... exquisite. So very tight, it makes a man want to linger forever."

"A real pity you weren't man enough to enjoy such a peerless treasure."

"Shut your mouth!"

"You bastard... I'll kill you today!"

Luo Xiu watched him with a mocking expression, shaking his head gently. "A cuckold like you isn't qualified to kill me. I can give you time to call for backup. I'm in no rush."

In fact, Luo Xiu hadn't wanted to disgust Duan Chunfeng this way. After all, Duan Chunfeng and Su Hongli were husband and wife, at least in name. Morally, Luo Xiu was also in the wrong, for he had cuckolded the man. But last night, after seeing the wounds and bruises Duan Chunfeng had inflicted on Su Hongli, Luo Xiu had become furious. That was why he deliberately provoked him.

For a man, such words were undoubtedly more wounding than any blade.

BOOM!

Just as Luo Xiu finished speaking, the door to the room suddenly blew apart.

At almost the same instant, dust and debris billowed through the air.

A svelte, black-clad figure flashed in like a ghost.

Another loud BOOM resounded as The Void trembled.

The figure sent Luo Xiu flying with a single kick. He crashed through the window, soaring straight outside. He flew for tens of meters before finally slamming heavily into the courtyard below.

Back in Duan Chunfeng's room, the woman in black leather glanced at him. "That's him?"

Duan Chunfeng nodded respectfully. "Thank you for your trouble, Senior."

A surge of Spiritual Energy emanated from the leather-clad woman as her feet slowly lifted off the ground, as if she had escaped gravity's pull. She flew out of the broken window, heading at a leisurely pace toward the spot where Luo Xiu had fallen.

「Meanwhile.」

In a luxurious and exquisite villa not far away, a stunningly beautiful woman in a white, traditional-style dress sat on a sofa, gazing at a tablet computer with a look of anticipation.

The screen displayed a live surveillance feed of Luo Xiu's location.

"Little Mule," she murmured, "let your Senior Sister see if your strength has improved over the years."

In the spacious courtyard, on the lawn, Luo Xiu slowly pushed himself to his feet. He looked toward the approaching leather-clad woman, a faint smile on his face. He then nonchalantly patted the dust from his shoulder.

It was a simple gesture, yet it was an act of ultimate provocation.

"You can't even land a punch that hurts? Is this the so-called power of a Sky List Strong One?"

The leather-clad woman remained expressionless in the face of Luo Xiu's taunt.

"Don't worry," she said. "Next, I'll show you what real pain is."

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