Chapter 55: Romance and Love, Where Is There No Melodrama? (2)

Under the dim candlelight, Shangguan Cheng’s bruised and battered face indeed appeared before Chang Geyue.

"You really are a lingering ghost!" Chang Geyue chuckled softly, not a shred of fear in her eyes.

Gone was the refined and elegant facade Shangguan Cheng had worn during the day; instead, he wore a sinister smile. "Do you have any detoxifying pills on you?"

A single glance at Shangguan Cheng had been enough for Chang Geyue to tell that he was poisoned. The mere trace of venomous aura emanating from the red-clad pervert had been enough to make his steps unsteady and his eyes as bloated as lanterns.

"So what if I do? So what if I don't?" Chang Geyue’s smile was radiant, though Shangguan Cheng was in no state to appreciate it.

Shangguan Cheng gave a cold, chilly smirk. "If you do, this young master will use them to detoxify. If you don't, this young master will use you to detoxify."

He had once accidentally stumbled upon an ancient manual of poisons, which stated that a virgin's purity could be used to absorb and purge toxins.

Most people could never grasp the essential techniques required, but upon discovering it, he had treated it like a supreme treasure and studied it meticulously. The reason he had never put it into practice over the years was naturally not because he couldn't find a virgin woman,

but rather because he had never been poisoned before. As he thought of this, Shangguan Cheng’s eyes held a sickening desire. Had the circumstances not been so inconvenient, he would have truly loved to taste this arrogant woman!

The gaze with which Shangguan Cheng appraised Chang Geyue was practically filled with a nauseating heat.

***

Chang Geyue gave a light snort. Having a profound mastery of toxicology, she was naturally familiar with certain secret detoxification methods.

Seeing Shangguan Cheng's wretched gaze, she knew instantly what was running through his mind. With a cold huff, she said, "I originally didn't want to make a move, but now you are simply asking for death!"

Just as her voice trailed off, she suddenly felt a cold gust of wind sweep past her, and a flash of red shadow darted by her side with formidable momentum.

Shangguan Cheng looked as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. Just as he was about to utter a taunt, his neck was suddenly seized in a death grip.

A gasp of air caught in his throat—he could neither swallow it down nor spit it out.

His eyes rolled back frantically, and his face turned the color of a pig's liver.

"You... you..." Shangguan Cheng opened his eyes wide, staring at Feng Shang who was choking his neck, the shock in his eyes beyond description.

During the fight just moments ago, Feng Shang had hardly made a move, leading Shangguan Cheng to believe that his years of martial arts training meant he wasn't all that far behind this demonic Ninth Prince.

Yet now, the other party had seized his neck with a single hand, and he hadn't sensed it coming at all. "I..."

Chang Geyue frowned slightly and curled her lips.

***

This Shangguan Cheng truly possessed the most despicable character; he was practically asking to be killed by anyone he met.

Chang Geyue shifted her eyes slightly. Under the terrifying aura of this freak, scum like Shangguan Cheng probably wouldn't survive.

As for her—if she didn't slip away right now, when would she?

Lightening her footsteps, Chang Geyue slowly turned around, intending to sneak away.

She had zero moral integrity. Though she wanted to hack Shangguan Cheng into a thousand pieces, the bastard was going to die anyway, and she had no compulsion to execute him with her own hands!

Therefore, the Thirty-Six Stratagems dictated that running away was the best policy!

At that moment, Feng Shang, who had his back to her, let out a cold snort. "If you dare to take another step, this prince will break your legs."

Chang Geyue’s footsteps instantly faltered. She immediately flashed Feng Shang an absolutely brilliant smile. "How could that be? I was just... my legs just went a bit soft."

Feng Shang sneered coldly, never glancing at Chang Geyue from start to finish. Meanwhile, Shangguan Cheng, struggling for breath beneath his massive palm, opened his eyes wide in sudden horror.