Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Chapter 58 I've Taken a Fancy to This Woman

This oppressive aura was different from the primal, soul-chilling terror of Su Hongyi's.

It is also different from the eerie, cold, and resentful.

It is a pure, superior arrogance, as if a higher-dimensional being is looking down on ants.

The ghosts that were cleaning the villa froze instantly, then, as if they had seen a ghost, frantically shrank back into the shadows of the walls and floor, not daring to let out even a breath.

The envoy and the young man behind him both had their expressions change drastically at the same time.

The young man, in particular, tensed all his muscles instantly, adopting a defensive stance, his eyes filled with horror.

This aura—

He was even stronger than the most powerful Celestial Master he had ever seen in the General Bureau!

Moreover, it's much stronger!

"Who goes there!" the young man shouted, his voice trembling slightly, though he himself was unaware of it.

No one answered.

A dazzling sword light tore through the roof of the villa, crashing down in the center of the hall like a shooting star.

"boom!"

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire [Red Biao Mansion] trembled.

Lin Che frowned.

He could sense that the defensive rules of the [Homeland] had been forcibly torn open by this sword light.

Although it is being repaired at a rapid pace, the opponent's strength is beyond doubt.

The smoke and dust cleared.

A handsome young man with an otherworldly air, dressed in a simple white robe, his long hair tied up with a jade hairpin, stood there with his hands behind his back.

Beneath his feet was an ancient sword gleaming with a bluish light.

He didn't even glance at the special envoy and Li Zhen and the others, as if they were nothing more than dust on the ground.

His gaze passed through everyone and landed directly on Su Hongyi.

It was an undisguised, naked gaze, like that of a hunter scrutinizing its prey.

Greedy, fiery, and filled with a desire to possess.

"Not bad, not bad—"

The young man in white robes muttered to himself, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

"Indeed, he possesses the innate Yin constitution," the resentment lingers, his essence pure and flawless. Truly, the best furnace—cauldron—given to me by Heaven!

Furnace—cauldron?!

The moment those two words were uttered, the envoy's pupils contracted sharply.

He instantly thought of a record that existed only in the top-secret archives.

Those ancient families who call themselves "immortal cultivators" and live in seclusion!

"Who are you, sir?"

The envoy was about to ask a question.

"roll."

The young man in the white robe didn't even turn his head; he simply uttered a single word.

An invisible force suddenly slammed into the envoy and the iron-blooded youth.

The two men groaned and flew backward, crashing into the wall and spitting out blood.

Li Zhen was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch wet and hot.

Vulnerable.

The elites sent by the Dragon Sparrow Kingdom's Supernatural Bureau were not even qualified to give this white-robed youth a second glance.

Only then did the young man in white robes shift his gaze slightly from Su Hongyi to Lin Che beside her.

His gaze was as if he were looking at an ant that was blocking his way.

"You, a mere mortal, are not worthy of her."

His tone was flat, yet it carried an air of self-righteous arrogance.

"Now, leave her, cut off your own arm, and I might spare your life."

"Leave her here."

The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Lin Che's face remained expressionless.

He simply reached out and gently shielded Su Hongyi behind him.

This subtle movement caused the young man in the white robe to furrow his brow for the first time.

He didn't expect that the ant wouldn't be so frightened that it would kneel down and beg for mercy.

Su Hongyi peeked half her head out from behind Lin Che.

She blinked her big eyes, curiously examining the young man in white robes, as if he were looking at a novel, glowing toy.

She tilted her head, then tugged at Lin Che's sleeve and asked softly in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"My husband."

"His blood smells...it tastes pretty good."

"May I...eat him?"

Lin Che looked down at Su Hongyi's pure yet longing eyes.

Those eyes reflected the image of the young man in white robes, as if they were looking at a perfectly presented dish, appealing to all the senses.

He reached out, but instead of touching her head, he gently pinched her fair and flawless face.

"Don't rush."

Lin Che's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable sense of reassurance.

"Wait a minute, let him wash it clean before eating."

"Mm!" Su Hongyi nodded emphatically, obediently retreating behind Lin Che, and continued to stare at the white-robed youth with the same look she had when examining food.

Their conversation drifted through the deathly silent hall like a gentle breeze.

But the special envoy lying in the corner and that iron-willed young man felt their blood run cold.

eat?

What to eat?

What about eating that seemingly "immortal" who just casually struck them and left them severely injured and vomiting blood?

Are these two crazy?!

The white-robed youth's expression finally changed.

It was no longer that arrogant, superior attitude, but a gloomy feeling of being offended, of having one's divine power challenged by ants.

In all his years of life, this was the first time he had ever heard a "mortal" dare to speak to him in such a tone.

"Do you even know what you're saying?"

His voice carried a chilling killing intent, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop.

"How dare a mere insect covet the flesh and blood of a divine dragon?"

Lin Che smiled.

He took a step forward, completely shielding Su Hongyi behind him, and faced the white-robed youth alone.

"A dragon?"

Lin Che looked him up and down and shook his head.

"In my opinion, you're nothing more than a loud-screaming worm."

"court death!"

The young man in the white robe was completely enraged.

He stopped talking nonsense and pointed his finger like a sword at Lin Che.

"Break!"

A cyan sword aura, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared out of thin air, tearing through the air and emitting a piercing shriek, heading straight for Lin Che's right arm.

He wants to keep his word.

Cut off one of his arms, and spare his life.

Since this ant is unwilling to do it himself, he doesn't mind giving him a hand.

The envoy and the young man both had their pupils contracted to their maximum.

They could feel that the power contained in that sword energy was enough to easily slice through a main battle tank!

Finished!

This young man named Lin Che is doomed!

However, the next second.

Something no one expected happened.

The sharp sword energy, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, seemed to have hit an invisible wall when it was still half a meter away from Lin Che.

No, it's not a wall.

It's like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil.

A soft "sizzle" sound.

The sword energy simply vanished into thin air.

It vanished without a trace, without even causing a ripple.

Lin Che stood still, not moving an inch, not even the hem of his clothes fluttered.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence once again.

"This—how is this possible?!"