C22 Don't Do This!!

Lin Zhiqing's warm breath fanned frantically across Zhang Chen's face, her soft moans driving him to the brink of madness.

Zhang Chen's hands involuntarily found their way to Lin Zhiqing's back.

He had fantasized about this moment, yet never under these circumstances!

Suddenly, Lin Zhiqing's hand was at Zhang Chen's belt!

That's when Zhang Chen snapped to his senses.

With Lin Zhiqing unconscious, what if she were to wake up...

This thought cooled the fervor in Zhang Chen's mind considerably, and his agitated heart settled.

"I must honor my master's dying wish," Zhang Chen reminded himself.

Taking a deep breath, his clarity returning, he didn't hesitate. Scooping up Lin Zhiqing, he hurried her into the bathroom.

Under the drug's influence, Lin Zhiqing's mind was clouded with nothing but desire.

Zhang Chen, his mind not on the implications, quickly placed her in the bathtub.

Lin Zhiqing writhed as if in agony.

With a grimace, Zhang Chen turned on the faucet.

The shock of the cold water turned Lin Zhiqing's cheeks even rosier, but her movements gradually subsided.

Yet, she showed no signs of waking.

Zhang Chen recognized that she was out like a light, as if drunk, and needed time to recover.

Eventually, he lifted her from the tub and laid her on the bed.

Her clothes were soaked, so Zhang Chen reluctantly summoned a waiter to help remove them.

Once she was settled, Zhang Chen finally allowed himself to relax and locked the room with his key card.

Thoughts of Lee Junyi ignited a wildfire of rage within him.

Loong San was on guard outside a nearby room.

Fists clenched, Zhang Chen marched toward him, his anger mounting with every step.

Entering the room, he found Lee Junyi sitting on the couch, his expression vacant, body shaking uncontrollably.

Lee Junyi was disheveled, his clothes ripped, a shoe missing, his face battered and bruised.

Beside Lee Junyi, four bodyguards squatted on the ground, their faces swollen and bruised, too afraid to even lift their heads.

Upon Zhang Chen's entrance, a flicker of panic crossed Lee Junyi's eyes.

Lee Junyi wasn't scared of Zhang Chen, but the thought of Loong San filled him with dread.

Zhang Chen inhaled deeply.

Had he not been shadowing Lee Junyi and his crew today, had Third Sister not lent her aid, the day's outcome...

The mere thought of the potential consequences sent a shiver down Zhang Chen's spine.

With determination etched on his face, Zhang Chen strode forward.

In a voice laced with fear, Lee Junyi blurted out, "Zhang Chen, what are you planning to do?"

But before Lee Junyi could finish his plea, Zhang Chen's fist connected with a thud against his face.

Lee Junyi tumbled under the sofa, clutching his face in agony.

The fury within Zhang Chen remained unquenched.

He approached Lee Junyi and relentlessly kicked him, each blow landing with a heavy thump.

The muffled sounds of impact echoed as Loong San, watching from the background, subtly nodded in approval, his eyes glinting with admiration.

Lee Junyi's cries of pain filled the room, so loud that the water glass on the table trembled.

"Zhang Chen, ease up! It hurts!"

"You dare strike me? The Lin family will be your downfall!"

Lee Junyi was dazed from the assault, powerless to retaliate, his arms wrapped protectively around his head as he writhed in torment on the floor.

Time lost meaning as Zhang Chen delivered countless kicks until exhaustion took over.

Breathing heavily, Zhang Chen collapsed onto the sofa, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.

After a prolonged beating, Zhang Chen's rage had somewhat subsided.

He dared not beat Lee Junyi any further; there was still much he needed to learn, and knocking him unconscious would be counterproductive.

Lee Junyi, too, let out a breath of relief and lay on the ground, panting just as fiercely, completely devoid of energy to even cry out.

Zhang Chen's voice cut through the air, icy and commanding, "You'll answer my questions. Understood?"

Lee Junyi's body shook uncontrollably once more, his fear palpable.

After a long pause, he gave a slight nod.

"Did you orchestrate this yourself?" Zhang Chen's eyes narrowed as he asked icily.

Caught off guard, panic flickered in Lee Junyi's eyes.

He quickly nodded and admitted, "Yes."

A cold smirk crossed Zhang Chen's lips. He rose to his feet and delivered a fierce kick to Lee Junyi's chest.

The thud echoed.

Lee Junyi's body was hurled backward with force!

"I'm going to ask you again. Was this all your idea?"

Zhang Chen's expression darkened after his question.

Next to him, Loong San revealed a sinister grin, leisurely drawing a dagger and toying with it in his hands.

Lee Junyi's pupils dilated in alarm.

"It wasn't just me, it was Lin Junkai! He told me to do it!" In a state of complete panic, Lee Junyi spilled the truth.

Zhang Chen settled back into the sofa, his tone frosty as he inquired, "What else are you after?"

Stunned, Lee Junyi gritted his teeth and responded, "He promised me Lin Zhiqing's hand. In exchange, I help him cement his status within the Lin family and cooperate with him on any deals."

Realization dawned on Zhang Chen.

With his jaw clenched, Zhang Chen pressed in a low growl, "Do you have any other schemes?"

Lee Junyi shuddered once more.

Standing beside him, Loong San was an imposing presence, overwhelming Lee Junyi, leaving him struggling for breath.

With difficulty, Lee Junyi swallowed and revealed, "We've plotted to take out Old Master Lin."