With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"Still hiding at the door? Get in here!"

Ye Yaocheng didn't turn his head, his cold voice carrying out the door.

The office door was gently pushed open.

Saitama walked in with his neck hunched, his face plastered with a fawning smile, and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Big brother, please spare me!"

His voice trembled as he said, "I was blind to your greatness just now, I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself twice across the face.

My face swelled up instantly.

He was genuinely scared.

He had seen it clearly through the crack in the door: Elder Hai, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was sent flying by this young man's punch, crashing through three walls!

What kind of strength is this?!

King Wu?

Or even higher?

Saitama dared not think, nor did he want to believe, that Ye Yaocheng was too young, only in his early twenties, how could he possibly reach that level?

"Go check if that old man is dead." Ye Yaocheng glanced at him. "If he's not dead, you know what to do, right?"

Saitama's eyes lit up; this was his chance to prove himself!

"Understood! Don't worry, brother!"

He turned and rushed out the door, leading a few trusted henchmen, heading straight for the direction where Hai Lao had been hit.

Two minutes later.

A short, sharp scream came from the end of the corridor.

Another minute passed.

Saitama returned, carrying a blood-dripping knife in one hand and a package wrapped in clothes in the other.

The cloth bag was still seeping blood, dripping onto the floor.

"Brother, it's all taken care of."

He bowed respectfully and placed the package in the corner:

"All of Elder Hai's belongings are inside. Please take a look, brother."

Ye Yaocheng glanced at it.

A corner of the package was opened, revealing a yellowed ancient book and a small medicine bottle.

"Here you go." He waved his hand. "Now take your men and wait outside. I have things to do."

Saitama looked up, glanced at Wang Shiyu lying on the ground, limp and weak, then at Xiao Cui who was unconscious, and instantly understood.

"Yes, yes, yes! Brother, you're busy!"

He gave a knowing smile, quickly led all his underlings out of the office, and thoughtfully closed the door tightly.

The room fell silent.

Only three people remained: Ye Yaocheng, who was standing; Wang Shiyu, who was limp; and Xiao Cui, who was unconscious.

"You...you stay away."

Wang Shiyu looked at Ye Yaocheng approaching, her voice trembling: "Although you saved me, I... I'm not a casual woman..."

That's what she said, but her body was so weak from the effects of the drug that she had no strength at all.

He struggled a couple of times, but couldn't get up.

She closed her eyes resignedly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and a blush of shame and indignation rose on her face.

It looked like it was ready for anyone to pick.

Ye Yaocheng's lips twitched as he watched the scene.

This woman says no, but her body language tells a different story.

He ignored Wang Shiyu's performance, raised his right hand, and spread his five fingers.

Three translucent silver needles formed from true qi slowly emerged at the fingertips.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

Wang Shiyu opened her eyes, saw the silver needles, and her face turned pale.

"Detoxification."

Ye Yaocheng waved his hand.

Three silver needles transformed into streams of light, precisely piercing three major acupoints on her chest, lower abdomen, and dantian!

"Ah~"

Wang Shiyu couldn't help but groan.

Her voice was so sweet and soft that she blushed when she heard it herself.

The next second, she realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth, her cheeks burning hot.

Fifteen minutes later!

"Most of your poison has been neutralized." Ye Yaocheng withdrew his hand. "The rest will be completely cleared up by recuperating for a few days at home."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to Xiao Cui's side, and used his true qi silver needles to prick several acupoints.

A few seconds later, Xiao Cui's eyelids twitched, and she slowly woke up.

Outside the office door.

Saitama pressed his ear against the door, his brow furrowed.

"Strange, why is there still no movement?"

He was extremely anxious. Based on his experience, in a situation where a man and a woman were alone together, and the woman was drugged, things should have started long ago. Why was there no sound at all?

"Could it be that my older brother... is not capable?"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he immediately shook his head violently: "Impossible! With my brother's strength, how could he possibly fail!"

It must be because the drug was too strong, making it impossible for the person to make a sound. That must be it.

Just then!

A soft, tender moan came from inside the door.

Even though there was a door between them, Saitama jumped in surprise!

coming!

He quickly took two steps back, straightened his clothes, and then said sternly to the dozen or so henchmen behind him, "When the boss and the others come out later, you know what to call them, right?"

The underlings nodded in unison, their eyes sparkling with knowing glances: "We know! Hello, sister-in-law!"

Inside the office.

Wang Shiyu had already sat up and was tidying up her disheveled clothes.

She lowered her head, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

In that situation just now, given Ye Yaocheng's strength, if he really wanted to do something to her, she wouldn't be able to resist at all.

But he really only provided antidote? Is he a virtuous gentleman?

Or is it that he's not interested in her?

Wang Shiyu bit her lip, feeling inexplicably resentful.

She was, after all, the eldest daughter of the Wang family; in terms of looks, figure, and family background, wasn't she top-notch?

This guy didn't even glance at it twice!

He's such a straight man!

"Hey, why do you still look so pale?"

Ye Yaocheng looked at her, puzzled. "Wasn't the poison neutralized? This shouldn't be happening!"

Wang Shiyu: "..."

She took a deep breath, suddenly looked up, and revealed a gentle yet charming smile.

Her voice became soft and alluring: "Thank you for saving me, Young Master Ye~"

She slowly stood up, walked to Ye Yaocheng, and looked up at him: "If there's anything I can do to help you in the future..."

She paused deliberately, her eyes sparkling: "I'll agree to anything, okay?"

"Anything?"

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over her body.

Wang Shiyu's clothes were already soaked with sweat, clinging to her skin and outlining her breathtaking curves.

Her chest was deeply cleaved, stretching as far as the eye could see; her waist was slender; and her legs were straight and long.

Especially now that the effects of the drug haven't completely worn off, her face is still flushed and her eyes are glazed over; any normal man would be tempted.

Ye Yaocheng's Adam's apple bobbed.

I really want to reply, "Really, anything is possible?"

But he held back.

Wang Shiyu noticed his gaze and was secretly delighted.

Little brat, you've finally taken the bait?

She deliberately lowered her head shyly, turned around, and faced away from him.

A sly smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Watch how I win you over today!

Even if it's steel, I'll bend it for you.

"You bastard! What did you do to my young lady?!"

A roar suddenly rang out!

Xiao Cui rushed over, draped her coat over Wang Shiyu, and stood in front of her, glaring at Ye Yaocheng: "I can't beat you, but if you dare touch Miss, I'll stop you with my life!"

Wang Shiyu: "..."

She closed her eyes briefly, gritted her teeth, and said, "Xiao Cui, you're recovering pretty quickly! Why don't you... go rest a little longer?"

The last few words were practically squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Xiao Cui didn't notice and asked with concern, "Miss, why is your face so dark? Is the poison still not neutralized?"

"I was so angry!"

"Huh? Who made you angry? Was it this kid?!"

Wang Shiyu: "..."

She didn't want to talk anymore.

The door creaked open.

Ye Yaocheng was the first to come out.

The next second—

"Hello, elder brother and sister-in-law!!"

The shouts echoed in unison, making the corridor reverberate.

Ye Yaocheng paused, his expression freezing instantly.

Wang Shiyu followed behind him, her face flushing bright red. She retorted, embarrassed and annoyed, "What nonsense are you talking about! Who's my sister-in-law?!"

Saitama winked, giving him a knowing look: "Yes, yes, not yet, but definitely will be!"

Wang Shi stomped her foot in anger, but thought to herself: It hasn't succeeded yet!

Ye Yaocheng, too lazy to explain, went straight to the point: "When will the Ji family's debt be repaid?"

"The Ji family?" Saitama was taken aback. "The Ji family from Linjiang?"

"right."

"Big brother...you're here to collect a debt?" Saitama's eyes widened.

"Otherwise what?"

Saitama opened his mouth, his expression as if he had eaten a bitter melon.

If he had known that Ye Yaocheng and Wang Shiyu were two different groups, he would never have dared to offend them!

Now look what's happened; the debt has to be repaid, and on top of that, a powerful figure at the Martial King level...

Losing big!

Wang Shiyu had regained her composure by now. She looked at Qi Yu, her voice turning cold:

"My whereabouts are confidential; very few people know them. Tell me, is there a traitor in the Wang family?"

Saitama dared not hide the truth: "Yes, it was Wang Rui who told Gu Yaozu."

"Wang Rui..." Wang Shiyu's eyes turned cold. "It really was him."

She took a deep breath, turned to look at Ye Yaocheng, and put on a gentle smile again: "Little brother Ye, thanks to you this time, how about I treat you to a big meal?"

Ye Yaocheng didn't refuse: "Okay."

"Well..." Wang Shiyu blinked, "7 PM tonight, top floor of the Emperor Hotel, I'll be waiting for you~"

She took a step closer and lowered her voice:

"Dress smartly, I'll show you the world."

After saying that, he turned and left with Xiao Cui.

The sound of high heels faded into the distance.

Ye Yaocheng watched her retreating figure and smiled.

Then he turned to Saitama, who had a long face, and said, "The debt will be paid off within three days."

"Also!" He paused, "You know what to do about the cooperation on that piece of land in the west of the city, right?"

"Work hard, and you'll reap the rewards."

Saitama's eyes lit up:

"Understood! Don't worry, brother!"