Chapter 472 - 471: I’m Getting Another Great-Grandson

Chapter 472: Chapter 471: I’m Getting Another Great-Grandson

Mu Qingyun grinned and said, "Sixth Master anticipated this move, so she gave me a drug for you. She said Fifth Master personally concocted it, so you won’t be able to neutralize it!"

Ye Feng already felt a wave of heat wash over him. He quickly took out his silver needles and inserted them into several vital acupoints, but it was completely useless. A strange sensation rapidly surged through his body.

Ye Feng’s resolve crumbled. His medical and poison arts were all learned from Fifth Master. If Fifth Master wanted to deal with him, it would be effortless.

Feeling his body spiral out of control, Ye Feng looked at Mu Qingyun and shouted urgently, "Second Senior Sister, hurry up and give me the antidote! Stop joking around!"

Mu Qingyun smiled faintly. "Joking? What joke? I’m helping you take care of serious business!"

Nearby, Feng Qingwu, who could barely control herself, glared at Mu Qingyun and yelled angrily:

"Second Senior Sister, if you want to take care of ’serious business,’ you do it! Why are you dragging me into this?"

Mu Qingyun said with a wronged look, "Oh, little sister, why would you say something so nasty? How am I setting you up? I know you like Ye Feng deep down, you’re just too shy to make a move. So today, I’m simply helping you and Ye Feng get together!"

Feng Qingwu: "..."

Looking at the flushed and barely composed Feng Qingwu, Mu Qingyun giggled. "A moment of passion is worth a thousand gold pieces. We won’t disturb you any longer. Ye Feng, little sister, enjoy your time alone together, hehe..."

After speaking, she left straight away with Ye Lingtian and Huo Yun. Behind them, Feng Qingwu’s furious voice rang out, "Mu Qingyun, I’ll kill you for this!"

The moment she finished speaking, the door slammed shut with a BANG.

Outside the room, Ye Lingtian looked at Mu Qingyun and asked, "President Mu, this drug from your master... is it effective?"

Mu Qingyun giggled and said, "My master said that with this drug, forget a hot-blooded young man—even an eighty-year-old man would feel his youth spring anew!"

A sudden chill ran down Ye Lingtian’s spine. He shut his mouth and didn’t dare utter another word.

Inside the room, Feng Qingwu felt as if her whole body was on fire. A strange sensation rapidly surged within her, and her consciousness began to blur.

She struggled to her feet and, acting on instinct, staggered toward Ye Feng. Her legs gave way, and she plopped right onto his lap, wrapping her arms around him. With hazy, intoxicated eyes and orchid-fragrant breath, she murmured:

"I... I want you!"

Ye Feng, who had been struggling to hold on, felt the warmth on his lap, saw the vast expanse of fair skin at her chest, smelled the sweet fragrance of her breath, and heard her voice that sent tingles to his very bones. He was about to explode.

Clinging to his last shred of reason, he struggled to raise his hands and push Feng Qingwu away, shouting urgently, "Fourth Senior Sister, we can’t—mmph..."

Before the words were even out of his mouth, Feng Qingwu’s red lips pressed directly against his.

Feeling that warmth, the mental dam Ye Feng had struggled so hard to maintain was shattered as if by a ten-thousand-ton bomb, collapsing with a deafening roar.

Ye Feng’s last shred of sanity was utterly submerged. With a tiger’s roar, he lunged forward, pinning Feng Qingwu onto the sofa.

...

Outside the room, Mu Qingyun, who had still been worried about whether her master’s drug was effective, suddenly heard a delicate cry from Feng Qingwu inside: "Oh, my darling little piggy!"

Mu Qingyun stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. She never expected that Feng Qingwu, who usually seemed so gentle, delicate, and cultured, could be so wild at a time like this.

Unable to listen any longer, she turned and left, her face flushed red.

Nearby, Ye Lingtian and Huo Yun knew what was happening inside.

The two of them started coughing loudly and quickly turned to leave. To keep listening would be rather unbecoming of men their age.

Ye Lingtian grinned. "Hehe, I might be getting another great-grandson soon!"

But Huo Yun cried out in dismay, "My poor granddaughter has yet another rival now!"

The moment he finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway.

Soon, a group of men in black came rushing in.

The man in the lead was bald, his face brutish and fleshy. A scar ran across half of his cheek like a centipede crawling there, giving him an incredibly sinister appearance.

On the left breast of each man’s black suit was an inverted pentagram with a goat-headed skull in the center, looking utterly terrifying.

"So, the men from Satan have arrived after all," Ye Lingtian sighed.

Huo Yun shot him a glare. "Isn’t this what you were hoping for?"

"Ahem..." Ye Lingtian began to cough violently.

Just then, a man with a braid standing next to the bald leader pointed at the approaching Mu Qingyun and said through clenched teeth:

"Boss, she’s with the guy who beat us up!"

The bald man stared at the peerless beauty that was Mu Qingyun, ran his tongue over his lips, and chuckled sinisterly. "This Eastern chick is a real looker. I want her. Get her for me!"

The man with the braid waved his hand and roared, "Get her!"

Several men behind him roared in agreement and lunged at Mu Qingyun.

"You’re asking to die!" Mu Qingyun roared, pulling out a dagger and stabbing at the man in the lead.