92: The fox borrows the tiger's power

"Ling Qi, the fox clan... isn't the method of 'the fox borrowing the tiger's prestige' the one you use most skillfully?"

Hearing the BOSS's questioning, Ling Qi immediately stopped her movements and turned her head to look at the naked woman sitting by the bed.

A slender nose paired with beads of fragrant sweat should have made her look exceptionally glamorous.

But the coldness that seemed to seep from the woman's very bones added a touch of chill to her exquisite face.

"This Subordinate does not know!!!" Ling Qi's figure swayed slightly as she anxiously took Shang Wan Ning's hand.

"Does not know?" Shang Wan Ning's lips curled slightly in a half-smile, her tone carrying a hint of teasing, "Secretary-General, are you trying to coax me?"

"No!" Ling Qi immediately shook her head in denial, her gaze firm.

For a moment, the bedroom fell into silence.

A few minutes later, Shang Wan Ning could no longer suppress the urge to complain and said softly: "Wild Fox is bullying others by flaunting his connections, while you are bullying the sovereign by flaunting your fingers... flaunting fingers..."

However, before she could finish, Ling Qi suddenly leaned forward and blocked her lips.

[Ding-dong! Captured a Pika-Shang.]

...Shang Wan Ning seemed cautious, but in fact, she moved quite conspicuously towards Ling Qi's side.

After a few seconds of pause, seeing that the person didn't react, she soon became intoxicated by the wonderful feeling of their lips and teeth intertwining.

Not until her lips were a bit swollen did Shang the Tsundere reluctantly pull back slightly, and Ling Qi let go accordingly.

One god and one ghost panted heavily, staring quietly at each other; those just-kissed lips were like ripe cherries, moist and glowing with an alluring luster.

It made the god's heart surge with emotion, a desire to taste them again welling up.

Ling Qi noticed the BOSS was using spiritual power to eliminate the swelling on her lips. She reached out to grab the BOSS's back of the head, making a move to kiss her again, but was gently pushed away by Shang Wan Ning.

"What's wrong?" she murmured softly.

Shang Wan Ning's fair cheeks were flushed with crimson, and her dark eyes seemed covered by a veil, appearing blurred and hazy.

"Not anymore, there's a project completion meeting later."

"Good!"

The Secretary-General's slender and nimble hands quietly reached into her own shirt, fastening her underwear buttons one by one.

Then she gave a light kiss on the corner of Shang Wan Ning's lips. "To be continued tomorrow, BOSS!"

Before her voice finished, her figure disappeared into the bedroom like a ghost.

Shang Wan Ning pursed her lips and responded: "Mm!" She looked resentfully at the clothes scattered all over the bedroom... Sun Ye's house, the seventh villa.

"Grand-aunt?" Tang Tang was stunned for a moment, a flash of doubt in her eyes, "A current high-ranking official of the Underworld?"

"Of course." Wild Fox smiled smugly, completely indifferent to the fact that his fox tail was already showing, and even the outer robe on his body had been burst with a hole.

"That's hilarious. A high-ranking official of the Underworld? Then I've even seen the Empress!" Tang Tang mocked unceremoniously.

"Presumptuous! Stubborn ant." Wild Fox's expression changed upon hearing this, his gaze becoming fierce.

He unexpectedly teleported silently in front of Tang Tang, his fingers curling slightly, palm facing down... "Bang, bang, bang..." All the glass in the villa suddenly shattered, making crisp sounds.

"Who is it?" Wild Fox looked around alertly, trying to find the source of the sound.

Just then, a tall figure slowly emerged.

A highly fashionable side-buttoned suit tightly fitted the Secretary-General's body curves, highlighting her full breasts and slender waist.

Her straight long legs were perfectly wrapped in slim-fit suit pants; as she walked, the pants revealed a small section of her exquisite ankle.

Ling Qi held the soul reaping chain, looking at Wild Fox expressionlessly, a flash of contempt and disgust in her eyes as she sneered: "The 'grand-aunt' who borrows the tiger's prestige."

Hearing Ling Qi's words, Wild Fox was instantly stunned, an expression of disbelief on his face. He stammered: "Gra... Grand-aunt... why are you here?"

"I came to beat you to a pulp!" Ling Qi's tone carried undisguised disgust.

[Damn, the White Lotus Cult Master lied to me, saying Grand-aunt was catching ghosts in the north, letting me boldly pull the fox skin and wave the big flag!]

Wild Fox felt guilty, his voice trembling: "Grand-aunt, your grand-nephew just wanted to take his cultivation to the next level... I'm the fox with the lowest talent in the fox clan... your grand-nephew just wanted to borrow some of the human race's Yang energy."

"Heh! Believe you? Not a chance!"

Ling Qi was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. With a "whoosh," she swung the soul reaping chain at Wild Fox. The chain was like a spiritual snake, wrapping around Wild Fox in the blink of an eye.

Wild Fox struggled desperately to escape, only to find that the more he struggled, the tighter the soul reaping chain wrapped around him.

With a "thud," Wild Fox fell to his knees, pleading incessantly. "Grand-aunt! You and my grandmother were foxes born in the same litter."

"Is that so? Then did your grandmother ever tell you that in the Six-Tailed Demon Fox lineage, family affection is as thin as paper!"

Ling Qi's gaze was ice-cold, looking down at him from above. [Wild Fox's aptitude is a bit poor, but skinning him to make a foot mat for the BOSS would be quite suitable.]

Then she reached out, grabbed Wild Fox's neck, and lifted him up.

"Remember, don't make the same mistake in your next life."

After saying that, Ling Qi exerted force with her hand. With a "crack," Wild Fox's neck broke, and he instantly lost his breath.

Ling Qi looked at the Wild Fox's corpse in her hand and muttered to herself: "I wonder if this scapegoat fox's skin is enough to make a foot mat for the BOSS..."

Then, she threw Wild Fox's corpse to Tang Tang behind her, turned around, and left—soon disappearing into the night.

Tang Tang watched dumbfoundedly as Wild Fox, who was incredibly arrogant just a second ago, was skinned by his own relative the next.

[The Secretary-General is so scary, boo-hoo X﹏X. It turns out that compared to a worldwide social death, being skinned is even worse!]

Yun Xi kicked Wild Fox's bloody corpse with his foot.

"What amazing knife skills! The skinning craftsmanship is truly top-notch."

Meanwhile, Lu Jiahao's eyes widened, staring at the bloody fox corpse to his right front with a face full of horror.

His body trembled, anger and sadness intertwined.

Suddenly, he grabbed a nearby chair and smashed it hard against the fox corpse, his mouth outputting crazily: "Give me back Goudan, you bastard fox..."

"Sigh! An eye for an eye, it ends today." Xiao Chi withdrew the Coin Sword. [Infinite Heavenly Worthy, thank you, Underworld Messenger.]

"Achoo!" Ling Qi sneezed.

"Who's talking about me?" She rubbed her nose and sped up the process of tanning the fox skin... Tang Tang glanced sideways at Lu Jiahao, who was still desperately smashing the fox corpse with a chair to vent his personal grudge.

In her heart, she silently recited for Goudan: "By the Supreme Decree, I transcend your lonely soul. All ghosts and spirits, let the four births receive grace. Those with heads shall transcend, those without shall ascend. Those killed by spears or swords, those who jumped into water or hung by rope. Those who died in the light or in the dark, those who died of injustice. Creditors and enemies, and the sons seeking lives..."