I am a master of both medicine and martial arts; after my release from prison, I will dominate the w

Ai Qiandao did not answer directly, but instead chuckled softly.

"Is Ms. Su worried that I have ulterior motives? Or is she worried that... your impulsive and easily angered husband might suddenly barge in?"

Su Wanning took a deep breath and said calmly:

"Chu Yang is my husband. Even if he comes here, what do I have to worry about? Now, I just want to make things clear to you."

"I know you've been working tirelessly behind the scenes. But unfortunately, I'm already married. If you're like other men, only after my looks, my answer is no."

Ai Qiandao's eyes seemed to brighten even more beneath his mask.

"Oh? Did I say I wanted you to repay me with your body, or even hint at it?"

"But we only met once. If it weren't for that, why would you help me out in every way?"

Su Wanning frowned, her doubts deepening.

Ai Qiandao's gaze towards Su Wanning deepened, and his tone became solemn.

"To love someone is to be willing to give unconditionally for them. True love asks for nothing in return. If one day you part ways with him, would you consider me?"

Su Wanning's heart clenched, and her fingertips instantly turned icy cold.

Ai Qiandao's words were like an ice pick dipped in honey, both straightforwardly ambiguous and precisely piercing her subconscious confusion about her marriage.

This gentlemanly, straightforward attack was completely unexpected by her.

"Young Master Ai, you...you're being a bit too much by saying such things to a married woman..."

Ai Qiandao shrugged. "I like you, but that has nothing to do with you. I won't ask you to do anything you don't like. If you refuse even that, I have nothing to say and will disappear from your life immediately. Now, please give me an answer."

Su Wanning's mind went blank.

If someone else were to tell her that there is such a person as Ai Qiandao in the world, she definitely wouldn't believe it.

But it happened to me.

She wanted to question the other party, but instead, the other party dumped the problem on her.

She was distracted and accidentally bumped into the coffee cup next to her.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

Her favorite melancholy blue coffee cup was smashed to pieces.

Seeing this, Ai Qiandao said calmly, "Are you telling me you want to destroy the old and establish the new?"

"Huh? I..."

Su Wanning was speechless for a moment, her mind a complete mess.

What does it mean to destroy and then rebuild?

Does it refer to marriage?

At the same time, Sha Qiang, who was outside the door, twitched his ears slightly and clearly caught the sound of a coffee cup breaking inside the room.

"You two, get out of my way!"

Standing guard at the entrance, the two Grandmaster-level protectors, one tall and one fat, exchanged a glance, both with a mocking smile on their lips.

"Heh, you greenhorn, you're so arrogant with the cultivation of a Grandmaster?" The fat man glanced at Sha Qiang with disdain.

The tall man grinned. "Kid, the two dragons of the Northern Frontier, renowned throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, stand before you. My name is Zhao Feilong, and his is Zhao Feihu. I'm telling you our names now so you can die knowing who killed you when you report to the underworld."

Sha Qiang frowned deeply, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

"You're going to kill me?"

Zhao Feilong's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Hey! You little fool, from the moment you said those disrespectful words to the young master, you were already a dead man."

Sha Qiang frowned, his face full of doubt.

"Is there really no consequence to killing someone like this?"

Zhao Feihu grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "After you die, I'll say you went mad and suddenly attacked us. That way, there won't be any consequences."

Sha Qiang nodded as if he understood.

"Oh, that works. Okay, now you're the ones trying to kill me, so my killing you is self-defense. Come on!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feilong and Zhao Feihu, the Twin Dragons of Northern Xinjiang, seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and the two of them burst into exaggerated laughter, which echoed through the corridor.

"Hahaha! Did you hear that, bro? This little fool is acting in self-defense!" Zhao Feihu's fat body shook with laughter.

Zhao Feilong's eyes were sinister and full of contempt: "Grandmaster? Killing you is enough with just one move!"

Before the words were even finished, Zhao Feilong launched the first attack. His figure moved like lightning, and a palm strike, accompanied by a fierce gale, aimed straight at Sha Qiang's face! This palm strike was powerful enough to shatter stone tablets!

boom!

With a muffled thud, Sha Qiang didn't dodge or evade, but instead raised his hand to take the heavy blow!

He swayed, and the floor tiles beneath his feet shattered.

Zhao Feilong's smile froze on his face. "How is that possible?"

"Brother, why bother with him? Let me kill him!"

Zhao Feihu grinned maliciously, his massive body surprisingly agile. He closed in and unleashed a vicious "Dragon Probing the Sea" strike aimed directly at Sha Qiang's vital dantian, his finger strikes as sharp as knives!

Sha Qiang still didn't dodge, letting those fingers, which were strong enough to pierce through iron plates, poke his palm, but it was like piercing a tough rhinoceros hide, unable to go any further!

Zhao Feihu's expression changed drastically. "This...this isn't some kind of external martial arts technique, you...you..."

"Are you guys done?" Sha Qiang asked in a deep voice, his tone as flat as if he were asking about the weather. "It's my turn."

Just as Zhao Feihu was surprised and stopped, Sha Qiang made his move!

The movements were devoid of any fancy moves, only fast, ruthless, and precise!

His large, fan-like hand shot out with lightning speed, precisely grabbing Zhao Feihu's wrist as he was about to pull it back!

Click!

A sickeningly clear sound of bone cracking rang out!

"ah--!"

Zhao Feihu's eyes bulged out, and before he could even utter a scream of excruciating pain, Sha Qiang's other hand had already wrapped around his shoulder like a venomous snake, his five fingers like hooks, pinching and twisting!

puff!

Zhao Feihu's entire arm was like a disassembled puppet part, with broken tendons and bones twisted into a horrifying angle, and white bone fragments piercing through the flesh!

Zhao Feilong's eyes widened in fury: "Second brother!"

He was filled with shock and rage, and his full power erupted as he unleashed his ultimate technique, "Raging Dragon Piercing the Heart," punching Sha Qiang in the back of the head with the force of a thunderbolt!

Sha Qiang twisted his waist and shifted his body, throwing the screaming Zhao Feihu behind him like a broken sack, blocking Zhao Feilong's sure-kill punch!

puff!

Zhao Feilong unleashed a full-force attack filled with hatred, striking his own brother with all his might!

Zhao Feihu's chest caved in instantly, blood gushed out, and he died on the spot!

"No--!"

Zhao Feilong was shaken to his core, overwhelmed by regret and fear.

He regretted it; he should have used his full strength to kill this stupid fool during the first attack!

Sha Qiang's figure appeared beside him like a ghost.

Those massive hands, capable of fighting a tiger barehanded, carried a terrifying power capable of splitting bones and tendons, and swiftly grasped Zhao Feilong's shoulders and neck.

"point!"

"Tweed!"

"wrong!"

"bone!"

As Sha Qiang uttered four chilling words, a series of bone-cracking sounds, like popping beans, rang out, sending chills down one's spine!

Zhao Feilong's body was instantly twisted and dismantled as if by an invisible force. His tall body collapsed limply to the ground, lifeless, and his death was extremely gruesome.

Two renowned grandmasters, famous throughout the northern frontier, have passed away!

Even at the moment of their deaths, they could not believe that they had been so easily tortured and killed by a young man at the Grandmaster level.

The corridor fell silent instantly, save for Sha Qiang, who shook the blood off his hands and muttered to himself, "This was self-defense!"

After thinking for a moment, he looked up at the ceiling camera and repeated, "This was self-defense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which stained his clothes red.

The violent coughing lasted for five seconds before stopping.

He vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked into the shadows.

"If you don't come out on your own initiative, I will have to defend myself."