The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

The eyes on his high, straight nose reflected a cold light. Shang Zhuo frowned, pursed his lips, and his face was solemn and dark.

"Finished? Get out of here after you're done checking." Sang Wang slowly withdrew his hand, straightened his clothes, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a cold tone tinged with annoyance.

It's a waste of his time with his sweetheart.

Shang Zhuo, who was standing respectfully to the side, pushed up his glasses with a grim expression. "Young Master, if your current physical condition isn't controlled in advance, I'm afraid..."

Shang Zhuo didn't finish speaking, but everyone present understood.

Everyone was worried about this ancestor, but the ancestor seemed completely unconcerned.

"Oh, I see. You can go back now." Sang Wang slumped lazily into the sofa, his slightly raised eyes gleaming with coldness.

They paid no heed to their concerns.

"To suppress the aura within you, we use medication every month. Now, after being tempered by heavenly lightning, it is clear that medication can no longer suppress it."

"If you don't go back, given the state of the mortal world, once it erupts, it will cause the deaths of all living beings. Are you really not worried?" Shang Zhuo explained the dangers one by one.

The stunningly handsome man on the sofa suddenly smiled, scoffing at the suggestion with a wicked and arrogant air, "What does it have to do with me?"

The three of them paused, looking at the man who seemed lazy and carefree, with a smile on his lips but an icy gaze in his eyes.

Yes, Sang Wang's changes during this period almost made them forget that this person never cared about the world in the first place.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, he possesses absolute power and stands at the pinnacle of the world, looking down on everything without a trace of compassion or empathy in his eyes.

Or rather, he would rather destroy the world than save it.

During this time, Yu Jiusi's sudden intrusion allowed them to see his gentler side, causing them to forget that he was once a violent, cold-blooded, and dangerous person.

Sang Wang's cold, ambiguous reply left Shang Zhuo momentarily at a loss for words.

People definitely can't stay here any longer. That aura is currently being suppressed entirely by Sang Wang's willpower. If one day he can no longer suppress it or stops suppressing it, it will be devastating.

"Where is Miss Yu? Don't you care about her safety?" Aunt Yun, who had been silent for a long time, looked coldly at the person on the sofa who was laughing sneer.

Sang Wang's smile faltered, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Aunt Yun, a flash of bloodlust passing through him. "With me here, no one can hurt her."

"What if you were the one who hurt her?" Aunt Yun met her gaze without changing her expression, continuing coldly, "How can you guarantee you won't lose control and hurt her? Have you forgotten the lessons learned before?"

Every word he uttered was a provocation against Sang Wang's bottom line. The curve of his lips slowly faded, his lip line was tightly pressed together, and his deep red lips turned pale pink. His smooth jawline was taut.

Sang Wang leaned back on the sofa, slightly raising his eyes to look directly at Aunt Yun opposite him. Even without doing anything, the surrounding atmosphere became incredibly heavy.

His dark, deep eyes held a mixture of bloodlust and violence, as if he were contemplating whether to eliminate all potential threats before the little girl was harmed.

The gaze of the powerful was extremely oppressive. Xi Qian and Shang Zhuo were already drenched in sweat and pale-faced, standing there trying to hold on. In the end, they couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground.

Only Aunt Yun remained calm and composed, quietly watching Sang Wang, who exuded a cold and fierce aura.

A sudden "thump" broke the heavy silence in the room.

Sang Wang glanced to the side and saw that Big Yellow, who had been sleeping on the egg, had rolled off the doghouse along with the egg and was now sitting on the ground, scratching its head in a daze.

As I looked away, I glanced lightly over the fish tank.

A brief eye contact terrified Yu Yu, who curled up into a ball underwater.

Waaaaah... I'm so scared, adult companions are so scary~

The sudden sound broke the tense atmosphere and the heavy, oppressive pressure.

Sang Wang slowly turned around, glanced at the three of them, and said, "Step back."

Knowing they had their options, the three of them left through the door.

Once outside, Xi Qian and Shang Zhuo felt a lightness on their bodies, as if they had been given a second chance at life.

"What does this mean, young master? Are you going back or not?" Xi Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked with a frown.

"I don't know." Shang Zhuo straightened his clothes somewhat awkwardly, finding it difficult to make a decision.

"Pfft, cough cough..." Aunt Yun, who had been calm and relaxed, suddenly coughed up blood, and her expression changed slightly.

"Aunt Yun."

"Aunt Yun."

The two were shocked and reached out to help Aunt Yun.

Aunt Yun raised her hand to politely decline, casually wiping away the bloodstains; her face showed signs of weariness. "It's nothing."

Although Aunt Yun said that nothing was wrong, the two were not less shocked; on the contrary, they became more and more panicked.

Even Aunt Yun was injured under the young master's oppressive aura, showing that his power was far greater than before.

This indirectly suggests that the power emanating from the other party's body has become even more intense and can no longer be suppressed.

"Young Master has his own considerations on this matter. You two should be prepared." Aunt Yun glanced at the two of them and calmly gave them her instructions.

"Yes."

After the two left, Aunt Yun stood there for a long time without moving. After a long while, she looked up at the sky, sighed softly, and murmured to herself.

"Miss, the young master is quite like you when it comes to matters of the heart."

"I just hope they don't follow in your footsteps."

Yu Jiusi was completely unaware of what happened next and was currently at the bookstore returning the white medical book.

"Hello, returning the book." Yu Jiusi pushed open the door and entered. The room was still dimly lit and dusty. He gently placed the book on the counter.

The old man behind the counter, who was doing something, looked up when he heard the sound, and his cloudy but sharp eyes immediately caught sight of the young girl in the dim light.

After glancing at the books on the table, the old man did not immediately put them away, but instead slowly raised his eyes to look at Yu Jiusi.

"You're not lending it anymore?"

"Yes, I've finished reading it." Yu Jiusi pursed her lips, looking a little embarrassed.

Actually, she had already finished reading it, but she had forgotten about it because she had left it at home.

"What else do you need to borrow?" the old man asked casually as he slowly packed away his books.

"No need, thank you." Yu Jiusi politely shook her head and turned to leave.

"Little girl."

The old man behind her suddenly called out to Yu Jiusi, who was turning to leave. He was hidden in the darkness, but his eyes gleamed slightly.

"It's nothing, just stay indoors as much as possible."

The unexpected reminder startled Yu Jiusi slightly. She turned around and met those sharp, aged eyes, remaining silent for a moment.

He nodded slightly. "Okay."

The wind chimes swayed, producing clear and melodious notes. Gazing at the departing figure, the old man frowned, lost in thought.

After leaving the bookstore, Yu Jiusi did not take a car home directly, but instead walked slowly down the street alone.

He lowered his head slightly, pondering the meaning of the old man's words.

He suddenly stopped walking, looked up, and glanced behind him.

She was surrounded.

A group of thugs with different hair colors looked at the baseball bat and leisurely surrounded Yu Jiusi, their malice on their faces was too obvious.