152: Succubus sighting!

"System! I merely arranged for Ling Qi to go on a business trip, so how did it turn out like this? Look at her, she's practically radiating 'green tea' vibes from head to toe." Shang Wan Ning complained, resting her chin on her hand, her brows slightly furrowed in confusion.

At this, Little Four extended her palm and pressed it against Shang Wan Ning's forehead, then gently pushed forward.

"Oh, women, they're just a little bit petty—dramatic!" Little Four said, rolling her eyes.

"Heh, she can generously tolerate all those flirtatious women constantly circling around you, but deep down, she's afraid you'll be dallying with others outside."

Little Four crossed her arms over her chest, slightly raised her chin, looking as if she understood everything.

"Hmph! If you put it that way, wouldn't I be a bulldozer? Having to flatten every mound I see?"

Shang Wan Ning indignantly reached out and grabbed Little Four's face, her eyes wide, filled with disapproval.

Little Four turned her head to look at Shang Wan Ning, whose luscious red lips were slightly pale from being bitten tightly.

"Oh, great host, please let go, it really hurts when you pinch my simulated form like this," Little Four pleaded pitifully.

Hearing Little Four's words, Shang Wan Ning reluctantly released her grip and shifted her gaze elsewhere.

Seeing this, Little Four involuntarily shivered and quickly took a small step back.

Then, she lowered her voice and mumbled, "You don't even bother to look at your own stunningly beautiful face. Either you actively pursue others, or those beauties will find ways to pursue you!"

"Especially since you've been frequenting the Ghost Market lately."

"Oh dear, you've charmed a whole bunch of fangirls," Little Four said, shaking her head with a helpless expression.

"For example: Liu Fuge, Tang Tang, and even that Black Cat Xuan Su!"

[Tsk tsk tsk... As expected of a system-produced masterpiece.]

Shang Wan Ning's lips curled into a faint smile as she looked at Little Four, "What, are you jealous?"

Little Four's face instantly flushed crimson, "Who... who's jealous! I... I'm just reminding you."

"But you're right," Shang Wan Ning nodded thoughtfully, "then I should probably go to the Ghost Market less often in the future."

Hearing this, Little Four was secretly pleased, but on the surface, she feigned indifference, "Hmm, that's good too, saves you from being targeted by those female ghosts/female cultivators."

But Shang Wan Ning's next sentence was like a clap of thunder, almost choking Little Four, "Then I'll just stay in the Netherworld more often." After saying that, she playfully winked at Little Four, her gaze seeming to say, "How about that, aren't you surprised by me?"

Little Four was speechless. Did this "woman" even understand what she meant?

[Bastard, scumbag, big pig's trotters...]

[Main wife, mistresses number two, three, four...]

"Ahhh!"

...M Country, Alabama, Birmingham

At this moment, the clock hands pointed to one in the morning. The lively and boisterous atmosphere of the Red Light Street was gradually rising, like a countdown to life.

The streets were filled with laughing and cursing perverts and drunkards... Ling Qi couldn't help but find it amusing, silently thinking, "A bunch of fools who don't know what's good for them, practically testing the boundaries of death."

Ling Qi couldn't help but find it amusing, silently thinking, "A bunch of fools who don't know what's good for them, practically testing the boundaries of death."

...In a corner of Red Light Street, in front of a bar with sexually explicit posters hanging at its entrance, a dense crowd had gathered, completely blocking the entrance.

"Hey, hey, hey, where's your bar's manager? Why do you like to use these 'little boys' to fill up the numbers?" A furious shout came from the crowd.

Immediately followed by a loud "bang."

A white man with a skull tattoo on his arm was seen with an extremely repulsive smile on his face.

Following his gaze, a small figure lay several meters away from him.

It was this white man's powerful kick that sent the small body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

The white man looked disdainfully at the pathetic little fellow before him, his eyes filled with mockery and cruelty.

"Damn it, what rotten luck. I spent three times the American dollars, eagerly anticipating a wonderful romantic encounter, only for it to be a man!"

He said, grinning menacingly as he flexed his hands.

One could hear his finger joints cracking, as if sending a threatening signal to the small, curled-up body on the ground.

Then, he slowly, step by step, approached the small figure.

"I paid so much money, yet you, kid, dare to be so feisty! Don't you know you should beg for food like a good dog?" the white man said fiercely.

As soon as he uttered these words, the surrounding succubi onlookers were enraged.

Their eyes seemed to be on the verge of spitting blazing fire.

A few naturally hot-tempered succubi couldn't help but want to make a move but were hastily stopped by their companions.

"Are you crazy!" Dao Ke pulled Cole, who was standing beside him, his voice trembling as he frantically and fearfully tried to dissuade him.

"Don't go, if you make a move, we'll immediately be discovered and exposed."

At this moment, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on Dao Ke's forehead. His eyes were wide, and his expression was extremely tense.

"Lord Ghost Messenger has been strictly investigating in this area recently! A slight mistake could bring disaster upon our clan!"

Hearing this, Cole's anger intensified. He clenched his jaw tightly, his furious gaze fixed on everything that was happening, as if he wanted to tear the white man apart with his eyes.

"Then tell me, what should we do?" Cole turned his head and roared at Dao Ke.

"Are you telling me to just stand by and watch 'him' wreak havoc without doing anything?" Cole's chest heaved violently, and his breathing became rapid.

"With our strength, we could completely fight back, so why do we have to keep enduring like this?" Cole grew more agitated as he spoke, the veins on his temples bulging.

Facing Cole's questioning, Dao Ke's face instantly turned ashen. He stammered, "Idiot! If we act now, the entire clan will suffer, and everyone's lives will be lost!"

After hearing these words, Cole's body trembled slightly, and his clenched fists slowly relaxed.

He ultimately retracted the half-step he had taken forward. But the anger in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest; he merely suppressed the unwillingness in his heart.

[You horrid scumbag!]