C15 Come to Your Door

"That's what you said. If some people can't stand it, it's none of my business! " Xiao Yun's gaze was full of ridicule. As she spoke, she placed a hand on Yang Fengqing's body.

Yang Fengqing chuckled. Her slim waist easily shook off Xiao Yun's palm. Her actions looked like she was resisting, but because she was very beautiful, every movement of hers carried a special charm.

"I did, but I was afraid that some people wouldn't dare to enter my room." Yang Fengqing looked at Xiao Yun with a helpless look. In the end, she could only answer vaguely.

"Ding dong!"

Xiao Yun was about to speak, but the doorbell rang. The several people in the room were stunned for a moment, and the nanny in the house opened the door.

Loong Yuhan had already come out from the washroom. She looked at the door curiously. Her eyes contained a slight coldness, but she remained calm and collected.

"Aunt Wang, who's here?" Loong Yuhan sat on the sofa. Her cold voice was lazy. Xiao Yun came back to his senses and looked at Loong Yuhan with ridicule.

Without waiting for Aunt Wang to speak, a slender youth entered the room with a layer of frost on his face, as if he had an aura that prevented others from entering.

"It's me." As he spoke, he had already walked forward. Behind the youth, a middle-aged man with a robust and steady pace followed. It was obvious that he was a practitioner.

"Cheng Tianhao!" You have the nerve to come? " Loong Yuhan suddenly stood up and looked at Cheng Tianhao with a cold glint in her eyes. "Xiao Yun, see our guest out!"

The smile on Xiao Yun's face was somewhat sarcastic. He walked forward without any change in his expression and blocked Cheng Tianhao's way to stop him, "Young master Cheng, you're not welcome here, why don't you go out?"

As he spoke, Xiao Yun's gaze turned sharp. When he looked at Cheng Tianhao, his eyes were filled with killing intent. Cheng Tianhao's eyes narrowed and his face instantly darkened.

"What are you? Get out of here right now. " Cheng Tianhao snorted and looked at the middle-aged man beside him. The middle-aged man's face was cold as he stepped forward. His aura was sharp and he could attack at any time.

"Cheng Tianhao, aren't you going too far?" This is my home, what do you want? " Loong Yuhan snorted softly. Her already ample chest rose and fell slightly, making her appear extremely alluring.

"Yuan Cheng, leave first." Cheng Tianhao snorted and looked at Loong Yuhan with interest. "Yuhan, of course I came for a reason. Is this how you treat your guests?"

"If you have something to say, quickly say it. If you have to fart, quickly say it. There's no time for you to say it." Loong Yuhan slowly walked forward. Her beautiful figure was even more captivating under the bright lights of the villa.

"I'm determined to get the dragon shield, name a price." Cheng Tianhao said with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Priceless, you can go." Loong Yuhan's cold eyes held a hint of ridicule. With that, she turned around and sat back down on the sofa.

"Other people would use money to buy it, me too. Why is it priceless?" Cheng Tianhao took a deep breath and his face instantly flushed red. His white face instantly became gloomy.

"Xiao Yun, see our guest out." Loong Yuhan waved her hand once again. With an impatient expression on her pretty face, she once again ordered for them to leave.

Xiao Yun had been observing Cheng Tianhao's actions the whole time. Ever since this person entered the room, he did not mention anything about what had happened previously. On the contrary, he directly got into the main topic.

Xiao Yun originally didn't like such arrogant young masters of rich families, not to mention that his Cheng family was related to an enemy that he had a blood feud with. Xiao Yun naturally didn't like people like this either.

"Cheng Tianhao, if you don't leave, then I can only get you out of here." Xiao Yun sneered, and the ridicule in his eyes didn't decrease in the slightest.

"Humph!" "Yuan Cheng, help me discipline this useless servant of yours." Cheng Tianhao snorted and looked at Xiao Yun with disdain.

"Yes sir!" The middle-aged man standing beside Cheng Tianhao had a sinister smile on his honest face. He reached his hand out towards Xiao Yun's neck. Not only was his technique sharp, but his strength was also not weak.

"Humph!" Xiao Yun's eyes turned cold. With a light snort, he stretched out his palm. It seemed light and weightless, but in reality, it was shockingly fast.

In just a blink of an eye, he had already tapped the middle-aged man's chest three times. Then, he calmly withdrew his hand. The playfulness in his eyes had disappeared and was replaced with endless coldness.

"Wow!" The middle-aged man's body stiffened and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire being's aura rapidly weakened as he swayed twice before falling to one knee. His eyes were filled with shock.

"You …" The middle-aged man's face was pale as he stared at Xiao Yun in disbelief.

"This is only a portion of the Thousand Illusionary Hands' strength. If you want to try, you can try again." Xiao Yun snorted. He casually clapped his hands and said with a smile.

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