"Can you sense if it's Yu Xin and Chen Xi?" Ling Hao asked.
"Can't sense it!" Zi Ling responded again.
"The woman's skill should have been sealed. Her cultivation level cannot be found. There is another man next to her with an extraordinary eighth-level cultivation level."
"Go and have a look!" Ling Hao replied and quickly dodged to the left.
After a while, he could sense the man's martial arts aura.
Then, he once again used his mental power to investigate the woman.
Although the woman's skills were blocked, her specific cultivation level could not be determined.
But he got along so well with Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi that even if he couldn't sense his martial arts cultivation, he could still tell whether it was one of them.
And the result, which made him a little disappointed, was that it wasn't either of the two.
"Asshole, what on earth do you want to do!" Just as Ling Hao was about to turn around and leave, the woman in the room spoke.
"Although you are from the Shengyou Clan, this is the Xiao Mansion. If you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go!"
"Huh?!" Ling Hao couldn't help but stop when he heard the word Shengyou Clan.
"Haha, do you think I would have appeared in your room if your family hadn't deliberately given you to me to enjoy?" The man's voice sounded.
"You...what do you mean?" The woman was stunned for a moment and then spoke.
"Isn't the meaning obvious?" The man continued: "Your Xiao family wants to curry favor with my Shengyou clan, and you are a gift from the Xiao family to me!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" the woman shouted.
"You should know very well whether it's possible or not!" the man responded.
"Think about it for yourself, you shouted for help so loudly before, why didn't anyone come to save you?"
"Besides, I didn't even close the door outside, and I didn't see anyone coming to ask. Don't you think it's abnormal?"
"You bastard, don't come here..." the woman choked and said.
"Haha, I advise you to serve me honestly. If you satisfy me, I will take you back to the Shengyou Clan and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life." The man responded again.
"Go away, I won't agree to it even if I die!" the woman cried.
Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded.
"Stupid Sanba, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, then let me teach you how to serve a man!" the man said.
Stab!
Immediately afterwards, the sound of clothes being torn was heard.
"Brother Ling Hao, aren't you going to go in?" Zi Ling's voice sounded in Ling Hao's mind outside the house.
"If you go in later, all that woman's clothes will be torn to pieces."
After finishing speaking, he continued to add without waiting for Ling Hao to respond.
"Brother Ling Hao, you didn't mean to wait for him to tear all that woman's clothes to pieces before going in, did you? You're so mean!"
"..." The corner of Ling Hao's mouth twitched.
Then, he ignored Zi Ling, reached out and pushed open the ajar door and walked in.
"Are you from the Shengyou tribe?" After a while, Ling Hao appeared in the room.
Looking around, I saw a woman with delicate features curled up in the corner. She was in her mid-twenties.
There was blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face was full of fear, his whole body was shaking, and his cheongsam had been torn to pieces.
The man was under forty years old, with a thin build and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. At first glance, he was not a good guy.
"Huh?!" After hearing Ling Hao's words, the man and the woman looked over at the same time.
