The next morning, Bai Ruoxi quietly got up, washed up, and went to make breakfast.
Bai Jinghong didn’t dawdle either. Getting up, he headed straight to the bathroom.
He saw the toothbrush already laid out, toothpaste squeezed onto it.
Bai Jinghong was truly surprised. Bai Ruoxi took meticulous care of him.
After washing up, he went downstairs, and they ate breakfast together.
It was as if both had forgotten the previous night’s events, not feeling awkward at all.
Afterward, Bai Ruoxi went to change into her work professional attire.
Returning downstairs, she spun around in front of Bai Jinghong.
“Jinghong, how does this outfit look on your sister?”
Originally playing on his phone, Bai Jinghong looked up, assessing. His eyes immediately lit up.
Her long hair was done up. She wore a form-fitting blazer, a white blouse with a lace collar.
Below was a knee-length pencil skirt, her beautiful long legs clad in nude stockings, paired with low heels.
Intellectual, elegant, pure—absolutely the image of a super goddess!
“No good!” Bai Jinghong said, a bit jealous. “If you go out like this, aren’t you just letting those stinky men feast their eyes?”
“Are there any men in this world?” Bai Ruoxi responded indifferently.
“But what if some pervert targets you and tries something?”
Bai Ruoxi gave him a pointed look, confidently adjusting her hair. “A knife hangs over the head of every lecher. It’s not just about the knife hanging over the pervert’s head.”
“His entire family, all nine clans, might have one hanging over theirs too. And it might not be a knife; it could be a gun!”
Bai Jinghong was a bit startled seeing that peerless face calmly spout such ruthless words.
Treating Bai Ruoxi as a helpless, weak woman would be a huge mistake.
This girl, when ruthless, could make even him shudder.
“Are you coming with me to work, or do you have your own things to do?”
Bai Ruoxi asked.
“I won’t go. I still have other matters.”
Bai Jinghong did have quite a few things to handle.
He had already decided to go to Su Province in two days.
Many things here needed to be arranged.
Based on the System’s hints and the nightmare he had last night, Bai Jinghong felt a growing sense of urgency.
He firmly memorized someone with the name containing “Tianlong”.
If he ever met that person, he would make sure they wished for death!
Bai Ruoxi always had a dedicated car and driver for work.
So Bai Jinghong saw her to the villa entrance. After she left, he drove towards Yan Man’s place.
Chen Lin had been dead for so long. This matter definitely needed to be told to Yan Man. Dragging it on wasn’t good.
Besides, the pent-up fire from last night hadn’t been extinguished. Yan Man was truly a perfect beauty to quench that fire—voluptuous and alluring. He needed a vigorous workout.
Before going to Su Province, Bai Jinghong had no other crucial tasks.
Yesterday, he had given the Dragon Gate’s Dragon Head Ring to Wen Tailai and arranged for Duan Fei to assist.
Everything above and below had been smoothed over by Bai Jinghong.
Obtaining Dragon Gate was inevitable.
What he needed to do was visit Yan Man, Xu Sixin, Fan Ning’er, and others to review the past and learn anew.
……
Meanwhile, in Su Province, New Mansion Famous City Villa District.
Outside the Feng Family Villa… in a small shack, an average-looking man with a heroic bearing sat cross-legged on the floor.
His brows were tightly furrowed, sweat slowly trickling down his face.
A faint mist emanated from his body.
He was precisely the live-in son-in-law of the Su Province Feng Family, Xiao Tianlong!
The next second, a sharp gleam shot from Xiao Tianlong’s eyes.
His entire aura soared several dozen times.
Followed by a shiver, Xiao Tianlong swiftly flipped and stood firm!
“Almost there! Hahahahaha!”
Xiao Tianlong burst into wild laughter.
He looked at his palm, where a golden needle condensed from Energy Qi materialized.
It wasn’t yet solid, slightly illusory!
It was his ultimate technique, the Grand Occult Divine Needle!
“Grand Occult Divine Needle, can revive the dead and regrow flesh from bone. On the day of Major Achievement, the whole world will tremble before me!”
He felt incredibly exhilarated.
Then, looking up at the ceiling, he murmured, “Shifu, five years ago my Profound Sky Art was incomplete. You told me to endure for five years. All of Su Province knows I, Xiao Tianlong, am nothing more than a freeloading loser!”
“Now, the five-year period is over. My Profound Sky Art is nearing completion. The former King of Asura shall also return!”
“From this day forward, no one dares to shout orders at me, no one dares to raise their voice at me!”
(Imagine your own BGM)
“Xiao Tianlong, you useless trash, get the hell out here and mop the floor!”
“Young Master Zhang is about to arrive with the Ghost Doctor’s Disciple to treat the Grand Matriarch’s illness. If there’s a single stain on the floor, you’ll lick it clean!”
At that moment, shouts rang out from outside the shack.
Xiao Tianlong’s brows furrowed, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He opened the shack door and walked out.
“Slap!”
Instantly, a rag was thrown at his face.
Xiao Tianlong caught it, the corner of his mouth curving upwards.
“You wimp, loser, King of Freeloaders, hurry up and mop the floor, or you won’t even get shit to eat!”
The one cursing was a middle-aged woman, a personal attendant of the Feng Family’s Grand Matriarch.
Xiao Tianlong was filled with disdain. Even a servant dared to order him around.
If she knew that standing before her was the King of Asura, who could shake all of Su Province with just a stomp of his foot, how scared would she be?
Seeing Xiao Tianlong glaring at her, the woman felt disgusted.
“What are you looking at me for? At my age, you still have designs on me?”
This Xiao Tianlong was truly a desperate man.
Having been a live-in son-in-law for five years, he hadn’t even touched the Eldest Miss’s hand. No wonder he was so thirsty.
Xiao Tianlong also felt disgusted. Old hag!
Now that his Profound Sky Art was near completion, he didn’t want to cause trouble. The current task was still—Forbearance!
When the Profound Sky Art reached Major Achievement, that would be the day he looked down upon the world!
Xiao Tianlong sneered coldly, picked up the Live-in Son-in-Law Five-Piece Set—”rag, broom, dustpan, mop, vegetable basket”—and walked out of the shack.
Heading towards the villa, he saw a luxury car pull up outside the gate.
The first to get out was a stunningly beautiful woman with an anxious expression.
She wore a long, fashionable light coat, her figure graceful and alluring. Her chestnut-brown hair flew as she ran.
On her fair earlobe was a shimmering earring, emitting a hazy glow in the daylight.
Eyes like gems, features exquisitely delicate. Below her elegant, straight nose were lips as fresh as flower petals.
Just looking at them made one want to kiss them fiercely.
The newcomer was none other than Bai Jinghong’s meat sandwich—no, the Feng Family’s Eldest Miss, Feng Wanxuan.
Hearing that her grandmother’s old illness had relapsed, she had rushed home in a panic.
Xiao Tianlong was just about to enter when they bumped into each other.
“Wife…” Xiao Tianlong smiled, calling out.
Who knew, Feng Wanxuan completely ignored him and dashed directly into the villa.
Xiao Tianlong showed no emotion.
It had been like this for five years. He was used to it.
No big deal.
Anyway, once his Profound Sky Art achieved Major Achievement, the entire Feng Family would hold him high.
By then, Feng Wanxuan would be like an obedient kitten, snuggling in his arms and acting coquettish!
He truly liked this nominal wife of his. It was just a pity he never had the chance to touch her.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent five years largely relying on his five-fingered lady.
“You wimp, what are you looking at? Hurry up and mop the floor!”
“When Young Master Zhang and the others arrive, you better scram far away. Don’t be an eyesore here!”
“Young Master Zhang is the right match for the Eldest Miss. You’re only fit for washing clothes, cooking, and mopping floors. Giving you a bowl of rice is already generous!”
The middle-aged woman earlier, seeing Xiao Tianlong staring at Feng Wanxuan’s retreating back, couldn’t help but curse again.
This wimp, a toad lusting after swan meat.
If not for the late Old Master insisting on his deathbed that Xiao Tianlong stay and marry the Eldest Miss…
The Feng Family wouldn’t dare defy the Old Master’s words.
Otherwise, how could the Eldest Miss have married this King of Freeloaders?
He would have been beaten out with a big stick long ago.
Xiao Tianlong truly wanted to kill someone.
This filthy woman, humiliating him was one thing, but daring to say his wife and someone else were a good match?
Yet, he merely fumed internally, still choosing forbearance!
He picked up the mop, filled the bucket with water, and silently mopped the floor.
He was waiting, waiting for that line: “The five-year period is over. Please, King of Asura, return to your throne.”
