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318: An assassin?! Get Jue to the rescue!
Binhai City, Global Shopping Center.
When Su Mo’s silver Koenigsegg once again glided ghost-like into the underground parking lot, the familiar commotion replayed.
Only this time, it wasn't “One King, Three Queens” stepping out of the car, but “One Emperor, Five Concubines.”
The noble and cold Ice Mountain Goddess, Shen Yufu.
The fiery and passionate underworld vixen, Rose.
The innocent and lively otherworldly Rabbit Girl, Xiao Wu.
The gentle and intellectual exquisite beauty, Qin Lan.
And the Blonde Elf, Irina, who stood one meter ninety tall, wearing a black high-slit long dress that perfectly blended pride and sexiness.
Five women, each with a distinct style, yet equally breathtakingly beautiful, gathered around Su Mo.
Everyone in the entire parking lot held their breath at that moment.
“Let’s go, ignore them.”
Su Mo paid no mind to the envy, jealousy, and hatred that were almost materializing around him.
With one arm around Qin Lan and the other around Irina, he strode towards the mall entrance.
It felt less like shopping and more like inspecting his territory.
“Sir, welcome…”
The professional smile of the greeter at the door hadn't fully bloomed before it completely froze on her face.
She looked at Su Mo and the five stunning women behind him, any one of whom could make a Victoria's Secret Angel instantly jobless, and felt her brain crash.
“Clear the area.”
Su Mo didn't waste words, snapping his fingers directly at the stunned mall manager.
“Today, I’ve booked this mall.”
“I will compensate three times for all losses incurred due to the clearing.”
“Also, notify all brand counters to bring out your best, most treasured merchandise.”
“Today, my women want to shop to their heart’s content.”
Su Mo’s words plunged the entire first floor of the mall into a deathly silence.
Book… booked the entire place?
And the entire Global Shopping Center?!
Is… is this a movie?!
The mall manager’s mouth was wide enough to fit an egg. He looked at Su Mo, then at the Koenigsegg worth over a hundred million behind him, and swallowed hard.
He knew that a true god had descended today!
“Yes! Yes! Sir! I’ll arrange it immediately!”
The manager scrambled away to make arrangements.
In less than ten minutes, Binhai City’s most upscale commercial complex became Su Mo’s private garden.
“Wow! Su Mo! This is so much fun! There’s no one else here!”
Xiao Wu excitedly twirled around the empty mall lobby like a happy little butterfly.
Meanwhile, Shen Yufu and Rose, two women who relished in chaos, exchanged glances, both with mischievous smiles.
“Xiao Wu, come on, Sister will take you to buy the prettiest princess dresses!”
“Sister Irina, don’t just stand there, come with us and let us show you what real ‘shopping till you drop’ means!”
Shen Yufu pulled Xiao Wu along, while Rose grabbed Irina, who was still in a “Who am I, where am I?” daze. The two women, like victorious phoenixes, charged left and right towards different luxury brand stores.
“Xiao Mo, this… this is too much…”
Qin Lan looked at the two women’s “bandits entering the village” demeanor, her face full of worry and heartache.
“Sister Lan, don’t mind them.”
Su Mo smiled, pulling her into his embrace and whispering in her ear.
“Your only task today is to be happy.”
“Come on, husband will take you to buy a few outfits that will make my nose bleed.”
Su Mo half-pushed, half-hugged the blushing pretty landlady into the “battlefield.”
Over the next few hours, the entire Global Shopping Center became a carnival for the women.
Xiao Wu, a natural clothes hanger, tried on over a dozen different styles of dresses, each one breathtakingly beautiful.
Shen Yufu and Rose, like two queens secretly competing, if one bought a limited edition bag, the other would buy a globally unique pair of custom high heels, neither willing to lose to the other.
And Qin Lan, under Su Mo’s “encouragement,” blushed as she tried on outfit after outfit—bold fashions that she previously wouldn't even dare to look at, which demanded a perfect figure.
Cheongsams, evening gowns, professional skirt suits… each piece perfectly accentuated her mature, voluptuous, and alluring figure, making Su Mo parched.
As for Irina, the proud Elf Guard Captain, she was in a state of “forced participation” the entire time.
Rose pressed her in front of the fitting room mirror, making her try on one “weird outfit” after another, which, in her opinion, had a pitifully small amount of fabric.
Bikinis, yoga pants, lace nightgowns… each one made her proud face flush hot.
But she couldn't resist.
Su Mo sat on the sofa in the mall’s central atrium, legs crossed, sipping top-grade coffee, and enjoying the beautiful sight of “a hundred flowers blooming” before him, feeling utterly content.
However, just as he was enjoying this imperial treatment,
his Perception, which had become incredibly keen due to tens of thousands of Perception attribute points, caught a discordant sense of being spied upon.
The feeling was very subtle and very cold.
Carrying great malice and killing intent.
Su Mo’s smile faded.
He picked up his coffee, pretending to casually glance in the direction from which the sense of being spied upon originated.
It was the top floor of the office building across from the mall.
A sniper?
No, that’s not right.
That wasn’t a sniper scope, but some kind of higher-level detection skill.
The Wang family? Or the Zhao family?
Su Mo’s face revealed a cold smile.
It seems someone couldn't wait.
He put down his coffee cup and said with a smile to the women who were still frantically “shopping.”
“You all keep playing, I’m going to the restroom.”
After speaking, he got up and walked towards an unoccupied corner.
After confirming no one was around, Su Mo’s mind stirred.
“Come out, Jue.”
Buzz—!
A pitch-black teleportation gate silently opened behind him.
The Pyre Lord General, over three meters tall and exuding an aura of death and destruction, stepped out from it.
“Go.”
Su Mo pointed in the direction of the office building opposite, his voice flat.
“Root out those rats hiding in the dark, spying on your mistresses.”
“Remember, I want them alive.”
“As you command, my Lord.”
Jue’s hoarse voice echoed faintly in the air.
The next second, its figure transformed into a wisp of black smoke and merged into the shadows.