72: Chapter 72 The Passionate Liu Lingwei

Just as his hand was about to touch the softness on Shangguan Lingyue's chest.

Chen Ye's eyes sharpened, his figure flashed in an instant, and he grabbed the man's wrist, applying slight pressure with his fingertips.

"Ah!" The man's face instantly paled from the pain, and he almost screamed out loud.

He hurriedly used his other hand to pry Chen Ye's hand off.

But he couldn't budge it at all. "You... you dare to make a move? You're courting death!"

He glared with wide eyes, clearly unable to believe that the man before him could have such immense strength.

Immediately, his body began to change in a bizarre way; a layer of pale black feathers appeared on his skin, his eyes turned scarlet, his fingers gradually lengthened, and his nails became sharp.

He was clearly about to transform into his Superpower form, preparing to counterattack.

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingyue hurriedly stepped forward and lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of threat: "Don't be impulsive! You snuck out to snack while on guard duty; if the boss finds out, you'll definitely be in big trouble!"

"If you dare to make a move here and cause a scene, none of us will have an easy time!"

Just then, a rough voice shouted from the direction of the restaurant's main entrance: "Xiaoju! Why the hell are you taking so long to take a piss?"

"And making such a big racket, don't tell me you're secretly jerking off back there? Hurry up and come back to play cards!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other two people playing cards burst into laughter.

The man's expression changed abruptly, the anger in his eyes instantly replaced by nervousness.

He was clearly very afraid of their boss, and also afraid of the matter being exposed.

He glared fiercely at Chen Ye and cursed through gritted teeth: "Just you wait! You'll get yours later!"

After saying this, he forcefully broke free from Chen Ye's grip, rubbed his reddened wrist, and ran towards the main entrance while cursing.

He didn't even bother to pick up the chicken leg that had fallen on the ground.

Chen Ye and Shangguan Lingyue both breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Lingyue looked up at Chen Ye, her eyes full of gratitude.

She said in a soft, sweet voice: "Thank you. If it weren't for you just now, I..."

"It was just a small effort." Chen Ye interrupted her, his tone indifferent. "Don't waste time, let's go in and save the others."

Shangguan Lingyue nodded, reached out to push open the narrow wooden door, and walked in first.

Chen Ye followed closely behind. Only after entering did he realize this was the kitchen.

It was pitch black inside, permeated with a musty smell and the lingering odor of food.

Pots, bowls, and ladles were scattered around the kitchen, uncleaned grease remained on the tables, and the rustling of mice in the corners added a sense of eeriness.

The two held their breath and tiptoed up the stairs along the edge of the hall.

The stairs were made of wood, and stepping on them produced a faint "creak."

Every step was taken with extreme caution, for fear of alerting the guards and mutated beasts downstairs.

"The private rooms on the second floor are all used to hold hostages. The room at the very end is holding the two who arrived today—they should be your companions."

Shangguan Lingyue lowered her voice and leaned close to Chen Ye's ear; her warm breath blew against his earlobe, making him tingle slightly.

Chen Ye nodded, quickened his pace, and walked to the door of the room at the very end of the second floor.

He gently pushed the door; it wasn't locked and swung open.

The room was dimly lit, with only a small oil lamp burning. The flickering light cast shadows that danced back and forth in the room.

There were a few dilapidated tables and chairs in the room.

Shen Jiaojiao was lying on a chair, her eyes tightly closed, her face pale, looking as if she had fainted.

Liu Lingwei was sitting on another chair, her clothes torn, with tear stains on her face, looking extremely disheveled.

Seeing Chen Ye, Liu Lingwei was stunned for a moment, a flash of incredulous joy crossing her eyes.

Immediately, she stood up abruptly, rushed over, and threw her arms around Chen Ye's neck.

Her body trembled slightly, and her voice was thick with tears and grievance: "Chen Ye! You finally came! I thought I would never see you again. I was so scared..."

Chen Ye could clearly feel the temperature of her body.

The full softness of her chest pressed tightly against his, warm and tender.

That sensation made his heart flutter slightly.

He subconsciously reached out and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her. "It's okay now. I'll figure something out. What's wrong with Jiaojiao?"

Liu Lingwei replied in a trembling voice: "She's just too tired and fell asleep. She's fine!"

Unexpectedly, her hand began to grope downward unconsciously, her fingertips moving incessantly over Chen Ye's back.

The two embraced tightly, like lovers who hadn't seen each other in a long time, and a hint of ambiguity filled the air.

Liu Lingwei was held in his arms, but she soon closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly, and a gentle smile curled at the corners of her mouth.

She even let out a faint, alluring moan, her body pressed tightly against Chen Ye.

As if she wanted to merge herself into his body.

Shangguan Lingyue, standing at the door, saw this and her eyes widened instantly. Her face was full of shock, and she took a step back subconsciously.

She muttered to herself: "This man, he was so cold to me just a moment ago, why did he become so proactive when he saw this woman? Could it be that he thinks I'm not beautiful enough?"

"To think he's hugging her so tightly right in front of me, with absolutely no regard for the fact that there's another person right here!"

She really couldn't watch anymore, so she gave a light cough.

She lowered her voice and called out: "Hey, hey, hey! That's enough, you two! There's still a living person here! Hurry up and save her; if we get discovered, we're all going to die!"

Interrupted by her, Liu Lingwei instantly came to her senses, her cheeks slightly flushed.

She buried her head in Chen Ye's chest, feeling somewhat embarrassed, her hands clutching his clothes tightly, looking shy and aggrieved.

But what Chen Ye didn't expect was that her actions didn't restrain themselves at all; she actually lifted her head, intending to kiss him on the lips.

At this moment, Chen Ye was unexpectedly calm, and he subconsciously dodged.

Liu Lingwei was clearly surprised by his action, her eyes full of confusion.

A beautiful goddess like her had offered a kiss, only to be ignored.

At this moment, Chen Ye's expression gradually became firm.

He slowly released Liu Lingwei, a meaningful, wicked smile appearing on his face.

He turned his head to look at Shangguan Lingyue at the door, his eyes carrying a hint of mockery.

Just when Shangguan Lingyue thought he was about to speak.

Chen Ye's eyes suddenly sharpened, his figure flashed instantly, and the short blade in his hand stabbed toward Liu Lingwei's abdomen without hesitation!

"Puchi!"

The short blade pierced in precisely.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining Liu Lingwei's clothes red and splashing onto Chen Ye's hands.

Liu Lingwei shuddered, the shyness and grievance on her face disappearing instantly.

Replaced by extreme pain and disbelief.

She pushed Chen Ye away violently, stumbled back a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground.

She clutched her abdominal wound tightly with both hands, blood seeping continuously through her fingers, and let out a shrill, low roar: "Chen Ye... you... what are you doing?!"

Shangguan Lingyue at the door was also stunned by this sudden scene and retreated repeatedly.

Covering her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes wide open, her face full of terror.

Her voice trembled: "You... what are you doing?! You two were just embracing a moment ago, why did you suddenly attack?"

Chen Ye ignored Shangguan Lingyue's exclamation and didn't look at Liu Lingwei, who was struggling in pain on the ground.

He simply raised his hand slowly and wiped the blood off his hand.

His tone was cold and bone-chilling, his eyes devoid of any warmth. He stared fixedly at Liu Lingwei on the ground and said word by word: "Stop pretending. Show your true form."