Chapter 9: Rescuing a Beauty Back to the Hotel

The bald man’s face froze. He turned his head, his eyes fixed on Ling Mo with a fierce gaze: “Heh, there really are those who aren’t afraid of death.”

The bald man sized Ling Mo up and down menacingly. Looking at Ling Mo’s slender frame and then exposing his own strong abs, he said with disdain, “Punk, if you don’t want to die, then get the hell out of here!”

Ling Mo shrugged: “Originally, I didn’t want to get involved in this mess. But, look how pretty this girl is, and you… tsk tsk, such a jarring contrast. If I don’t do something, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

“Pfft!” The two lackeys next to the bald man couldn’t help but laugh. Under the bald man’s furious gaze, they quickly suppressed their laughter, but their shoulders still twitched.

The bald man was enraged, his eyes almost spitting fire. First, he encountered a stinky woman who didn’t play by the rules, and now here came a chuuni pretty boy, all of them making his life difficult.

“Punk, do you know who I am? You really think Wang Laohu is someone you can bully, huh?” The bald man walked menacingly towards Ling Mo, spitting out each word as if squeezing them from between his teeth.

“Oh, really? I really don’t know.” As Ling Mo spoke, he suddenly raised his foot. The bald man, who had rushed up to him, flew back the way he came with even greater speed.

“Bang!” A loud crash echoed.

The smiles on the other two men’s faces froze. They exchanged surprised glances, then pulled out their daggers and charged forward.

“Fuck your mother…”

The bald man finally managed to stand up, only to see two dark figures flying towards him, knocking him back to the ground.

“How about you tell me who you are now?” Ling Mo walked forward slowly, a charming smile on his face.

The bald man shrank his neck, pulled out a dagger, and said with a fierce look but a cowardly heart, “D-don’t mess around! I’m telling you, Director Wang of the Eastern District is my sworn brother!”

Ling Mo said with a faint smile, “Oh, so you guys not only rob people on the road and molest women, but you also carry weapons and collude with the police, a den of snakes and rats. Tsk tsk, that’s quite a list of crimes.”

Seeing Ling Mo walking towards them seemingly without any defenses, the bald man and his two lackeys exchanged glances, then suddenly attacked with their knives: “Kill this turtle…”

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”

The three of them were knocked to the ground again, and Ling Mo was now holding three daggers in his hand.

The bald man and his two lackeys sat up in a daze, only to see a flash of cold light before their eyes. A chilling sensation suddenly surged from between their legs.

The three men stared blankly downwards, only to see three daggers stuck straight in the ground in front of their crotches…

A jolt ran through them, followed by an uncontrollable wetness spreading from their groins.

“I’ll beat you bad guys to death! I’ll beat you bad guys to death!” The woman seemed to have recovered from her earlier fright and started punching and kicking the bald man and his lackeys.

But now, how could the bald man and his lackeys dare to resist? They could only cover their heads and beg for mercy.

“Ugh!” Suddenly, the woman covered her chest and ran to the side, vomiting violently.

Looking at the bald man and his lackeys, who were now bruised and swollen, their faces full of resentment and pitifulness, Ling Mo said with a faint smile, “Get lost!”

“Yes, yes.” The bald man and his lackeys scrambled away.

Watching the woman vomit, Ling Mo shook his head and prepared to leave. He didn’t have a good impression of women who drank heavily.

“Stop! I won’t let you go! Don’t go!” The woman ran towards him anxiously, but because she was too rushed, she accidentally fell to the ground in front of Ling Mo.

“Hey, are you alright?” Ling Mo bent down and asked.

“You can’t leave!” The woman murmured, frowning, but she had already fallen asleep. Her hands were tightly clutching his pants leg, gripping very tightly.

“Hey, hey.” Ling Mo called out twice, but not only did he not wake the woman up, but she rubbed her head against his pants leg, as if she had found a better place to sleep.

“Heh, she’s actually relying on this young master.” Ling Mo couldn’t help but chuckle, a trace of reminiscence gradually appearing on his face. It seemed like back in the Azure Plains Continent, when he had just risen to fame, there was also a girl who liked to cling to him like this.

Looking at the woman up close, she was indeed quite beautiful.

Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, her skin like condensed fat, her nose delicate, and her lips cherry-like. Her brow was furrowed with a slight sorrow that made people unable to resist feeling pity for her at first sight.

“Alright, meeting is fate. This young master will be a good person to the end.” Ling Mo pursed his lips, bent down, and picked up the woman.

“Hiss, she’s quite heavy.”

Ling Mo opened another room in the hotel, and then, under the ambiguous gazes of the hotel staff, carried the woman all the way to the room and placed her on the bed.

“Don’t, don’t go, don’t leave me alone!”

Ling Mo was just about to leave when he didn’t expect the woman to grab his sleeve again. The force was so great that she almost made him stumble.

“Uh, isn’t this forcing me to commit a crime?”

Ling Mo’s gaze happened to fall on the magnificent cleavage in front of the woman’s chest. The woman’s clothes were already a bit disheveled, and now, coupled with her unconscious movements, almost half of her chest was exposed before Ling Mo’s eyes.

Due to the effects of the alcohol, the woman’s body was feverish, and her skin was as crimson as rouge, captivating the soul.

Ling Mo slowly reached out his hand, passed over the treacherous peaks, and finally landed on the woman’s fair forehead.

A stream of spiritual energy was gently released, and the woman’s expression gradually became peaceful.

“Have a good sleep.”

The corners of Ling Mo’s mouth curled up high as he stepped out of the room.

Inside the hotel room, cleavers flew, and smoke swirled.

On the electric stove, rice porridge bubbled in an aluminum pot.

Ling Mo stirred the bottom of the pot with a spoon, then put the chopped vegetables into the pot, simmering it over low heat.

Early this morning, he went to the market and bought a large pile of vegetables.

Then, he replanted the vegetables, cultivated them with the art of communicating with all living things, and then harvested them again.

Now, he was making a nutritious lunch for his father.

His father had just had surgery and urgently needed to recuperate. Whether it was the hospital or the surrounding restaurants, the food they made had extremely low nutritional value and the taste was also very poor.

After he broke through to the first level of Spiritualist yesterday, maximizing the nutritional value of the vegetables was simply a piece of cake.

Although he hadn’t cooked by hand for hundreds of years in the Azure Plains Continent, making meals for his father now filled Ling Mo with joy.

“Bang bang bang!”

Suddenly, there was a burst of urgent knocking on the door.

Ling Mo opened the door in confusion, only to see a woman as beautiful as an angel standing at the door. If the woman’s clothes hadn’t remained unchanged, he almost wouldn’t have recognized her as the drunken girl he had rescued last night.

“Good morning, what brings you here?” Ling Mo greeted after a slight pause.

The woman snorted softly, then walked past Ling Mo into the room. When she saw the food Ling Mo was making, her eyes lit up. “Give me a bowl.”