Take off your clothes.

"That's right, hurry up and call General Xing back! Otherwise, wouldn't Wei Zi end up doing *that* with him?" Zheng Hao exclaimed loudly.

"Doing what? What are you talking about?" Zhao Liang glanced at Zheng Hao sideways, completely unperturbed. "You youngsters need to learn to read the room. Wei Zi is our Chief's little girlfriend. Isn't it only natural for the Chief to take her away? Or were you expecting him to leave her behind for you lot?"

"A gir—girlfriend?" Chen Ziming froze in place. Although Xing Haotian's intentions had been quite obvious, the age gap between them was substantial. Wei Zi had only just turned eighteen, and until recently, she had been so destitute that she had to borrow money from others. Yet now, she had suddenly become Xing Haotian's girlfriend!

Veins bulged on Zheng Hao's forehead. His mind raced as he shifted his gaze to Zhou Xiaoya. "Is that true? Wei Zi is actually General Xing's girlfriend?"

"General Xing's girlfriend? Oh my god, this little minx actually kept it from me! But being General Xing's girlfriend is enough to make anyone green with envy! Wei Zi, you are truly my idol. To be able to lasso General Xing—the third most eligible bachelor in the entire country—you're a role model for our generation! But come to think of it, she vehemently denied it before. Could it be she was too embarrassed, or just not ready to become public enemy number one?" Zhou Xiaoya instantly spiraled into a tangle of thoughts!

"Is this really the time to be thinking about that?!" Zheng Hao snapped, on the verge of a breakdown.

He genuinely disliked Wei Zi. However, ever since Wei Zi had displayed her formidable skills last time, Zheng Hao had secretly elevated her to an entirely different pedestal in his mind.

It was a strange attitude—one he couldn't quite comprehend, tinged with a hint of fear and a chilling edge, yet accompanied by a lingering fascination.

In short, he couldn't quite put his finger on his own feelings. Fortunately, Zheng Hao was usually loud and boisterous anyway, so Chen Ziming didn't find his reaction out of the ordinary. Instead, Chen Ziming began to piece together the relationship between Wei Zi and Xing Haotian. No wonder Xing Haotian had driven the Azure Dragon armored vehicle over earlier just to demand his name, looking as murderous as a husband catching an adulterous affair.

At the thought of catching an adulterous affair, Zheng Hao finally remembered that Xing Haotian had intended to capture and interrogate people. That meant the man inside the cafe was either the mastermind or an accomplice!

"Are we going to arrest the person inside that cafe as well, sir?" Chen Ziming asked.

"It's that bastard Wang Ling! Arrest him! He definitely planned this! It's utterly shameless!" Zhou Xiaoya said angrily.

The youths quickly apprehended the defeated bodyguards along with Wang Ling. As for the true mastermind, Li Meiyu, she had already fled long ago!

Of course, the monk might run, but the temple cannot flee. The investigation had already pinned the blame squarely on Li Meiyu, and they were simply waiting for Xing Haotian to pass judgment.

Meanwhile, inside the Azure Dragon armored vehicle, Xing Haotian held Wei Zi in his arms, casting a worried look at her. Her face was flushed, her breathing came in ragged gasps, and her limbs were limp as she writhed uncontrollably.

"Let... let go of me! Stay away from me!" Wei Zi gasped for air.

"Wei Zi, are you alright?" Xing Haotian looked at her, completely at a loss as to how to help. He could only pray for the Azure Dragon vehicle to return to the city as quickly as possible.

"Just let go of me—I'll be fine!" Wei Zi still retained a shred of rationality. Knowing she could not give in, she mustered all her remaining strength and bit down hard on her tongue.

The pain from her tongue seemed to restore a fraction of her lucidity. She circulated her profound core, and gradually, a wisp of icy chill welled up from within, driving back the debilitating weakness in her body. The aphrodisiac's strength-draining effects were completely purged, but the sensations that made her whole body burn with heat—making her desperately crave skin-to-skin contact—not only failed to vanish, but instead grew more and more intense.

This was no ordinary poison; she couldn't simply flush it out. She had to find a release.

Moreover, as if to ensure the drug's effects lasted longer, the dose in that cup of water had been potent. Even Wei Zi, a frost-attribute profound practitioner, found it impossible to resist.

Xing Haotian had no idea why Wei Zi kept telling him to let go. While feeling a pang of disappointment, he also understood her plight, guessing that perhaps this posture was uncomfortable for her. He adjusted the backrest of the Azure Dragon vehicle's seat, lowering it flat to resemble a large bed, and laid Wei Zi down so she could be more comfortable.

"It's so hot! So hot!" Wei Zi lay on the bed, trying to force herself as far away from Xing Haotian as possible. She didn't want to look at him!

Yet, perhaps due to the drug's influence, her gaze kept drifting uncontrollably back to Xing Haotian.

He was truly handsome, with stern, resolute features, narrow crimson eyes, a straight nose, and perfectly shaped, full lips. When he kissed her, she could even feel a softness that completely defied his tough-guy exterior.

Furthermore, Xing Haotian possessed an incredible physique. Hidden beneath his crisp military dress uniform were well-defined muscles that weren't overly exaggerated—a flawless eight-pack of abs, sturdy and powerful thighs, and arms strong enough to lift her effortlessly with ease!

"God!" What was she thinking? Wei Zi mentally berated herself, blocking her eyes with her arm, but she couldn't block out the memories flashing through her mind. The moments she and Xing Haotian had shared in the freezing cold replayed over and over again like a broken film.

"Wei Zi, are you still suffering?" Xing Haotian asked with deep concern. He was nearly frantic with worry inside, yet he had no idea what kind of poison she had ingested.

"Water! Give me water!" Wei Zi pleaded.

Xing Haotian hurried to pour a glass. As he bent over, his extended arms were strong and sturdy. Oh, how she longed for those arms to hold her tightly!

As if under a spell, Wei Zi crawled forward, pressing herself directly against Xing Haotian's back.

Xing Haotian felt something warm wrap around his earlobe, followed by that same warmth brushing past the back of his ear, traveling down to his neck, and pushing further down—only to be blocked by the stiff, formal collar of his military uniform.

"Nn!" That formerly icy-cold mouth now emitted a sound like a kitten's mewl—soft, clinging, and filled with a desperate yearning. Her hands wrapped around his torso, blindly groping at his chest.

"Hah!" Xing Haotian felt a sudden surge of heat engulf his entire body. Unable to believe his senses, he turned his head and caught sight of Wei Zi's stunning face, her eyes hazy with confusion and urgency.

"Wei... Wei Zi." Xing Haotian's throat was parched. He swallowed hard before managing to choke out, "What are you doing?"

"...I'm so uncomfortable!" Wei Zi whined with a grievance-filled tone, her hands persistently sliding across his chest. Xing Haotian hurriedly pinned her delicate, boneless hands in place—not because he didn't want her to touch him, but because his military tunic was covered in medals, some of which had sharp edges that he feared might scratch her skin.

"Wei Zi, what on earth have you been poisoned with?!" Even in his densest moments, Xing Haotian now realized something was terribly wrong. Though Wei Zi's breathing was ragged, her face wasn't pale; instead, it was flushed with an unnatural rosiness, and her gaze was unfocused.

This was unmistakably the classic reaction to an aphrodisiac.

"I'm not... poisoned!" Wei Zi forced the words out, struggling and wriggling, though her hands had no hope of breaking free from Xing Haotian's grip. "Take it off... take off your clothes!"

Wei Zi looked at him with aggrieved eyes, seemingly displeased by his lack of cooperation. She even leaned forward and nibbled on Xing Haotian's hand, but lacking real strength, her soft tongue ended up lightly licking his fingers instead. In that single instant, Xing Haotian felt a blazing heat flood his entire body, and his lower half swelled instantly.