Chapter 162: Fierce Energy

Forget that Curse Card; this kind of influence was a curse in itself. Even though Lü Yang had returned to the Real world from the Mysterious Domain, he still felt like every rustling leaf hid a soldier.

Staring at the small paper packet in his hand, Lü Yang acted as if he faced a formidable enemy, as if he was about to unveil a deeply hidden mystery.

Lü Yang carefully and slowly pulled out the paper flap of the small packet, then rolled it back and opened it. Finally, the contents of the small paper packet were fully revealed before his eyes.

Holy crap!

It was a sanitary pad!

It was Yi Ya’s used sanitary pad!

Recalling his earlier nervousness, Lü Yang felt an urge to bang his head against the wall.

Did Yi Ya get her period while in the Mysterious Domain? So she stood by the Toilet in the cubicle to change her sanitary pad, and he actually climbed up to peek…

Are sanitary pads sold in the Mysterious Domain?

If they aren’t sold there, wouldn’t the female Mystic Scholars have a tough time?

What a ridiculous question…

Just as he was about to wrap it up again and put it back in the wastepaper basket, Lü Yang’s hand suddenly stopped.

He did something very wicked…

Lü Yang used his trembling hand to unfold the sanitary pad… probably to confirm whether Yi Ya really had her period… or maybe…

There were slight traces of blood in the middle of the sanitary pad, along with some other marks. It seemed Yi Ya really was on her period, likely just starting or nearing the end, so the bloodstains on the pad were faint and not very heavy.

Damn, just thinking about how this thing had been rubbing and touching Yi Ya’s very private parts, having such intimate contact, filled Lü Yang with a belly full of envy, jealousy, and resentment…

Why don’t I have that kind of luck? Even kissing her is a struggle, when will I ever get the chance to intimately reach that part of her…

Someday in the future, if he had the chance to use a part of his own body to enter her body, to enter her heart, to let himself be completely enveloped by her gentleness and warmth, and then, within that embrace of gentleness and warmth, to explode at once, to elevate love—that would surely be the happiest moment of his life.

For that moment of happiness, he should keep himself pure for her. Otherwise, the feeling of happiness would surely be greatly diminished.

He was just afraid that the temptations of this flashy world were too many, and he might not be able to hold on…

Lü Yang believed that if he forced himself on Yi Ya, she would definitely get angry, cry, but ultimately still forgive him. However, Lü Yang really didn’t want to and couldn’t bear to force her, so now he could only look at this thing in his hand and feel frustrated and conflicted alone.

As if guided by spirits, Lü Yang brought that soft piece closer, leaned in, and gently sniffed it…

Was it the smell of pheromones? Lü Yang didn’t really know what he smelled, but after sniffing, his heartbeat became exceptionally fast, and his face turned red and hot.

Lü Yang, you pervert! How could you do such a disgusting thing! You’re done for!

This isn’t perversion… it’s loving the house and its crow… Lü Yang immediately defended himself.

Just thinking about the part of Yi Ya’s body that this thing had touched… that incredibly delicate place… that little mouth opening between the two soft lips, murmuring and moaning… Lü Yang found it hard to control his emotions… or rather, his impulses…

This blood… came from that little mouth, right?

So evil…

Unable to restrain himself, Lü Yang actually took out a certain something and started rubbing it against that piece…

Uh… uh… there should still be some lingering sensation of Yi Ya on this, right?

Oh oh…

I can’t hold on anymore…

Yamete!

Lü Yang shamelessly rubbed himself to the brink on it…

Done, done! So embarrassing! How could I do such a thing!

No one saw, right?

No one knows, right?

You all saw nothing…

Believe me, I really did nothing…

Quickly clean up the mess…

I must never do this again, it’s too filthy!

…

Lü Yang lay down and slept. Close to noon, he was woken by a call from Sister Mei.

Chu Xuan had new information. After their investigation over the past few days, Li Weimin’s photo studio and two companies, including the physical properties under his name like residences, had assets worth at least fifty million. Of course, this was just the lowest estimate; the actual amount was likely much higher.

Hearing this news, Lü Yang felt very happy for Sister Mei. If she could reclaim the lottery prize money and corresponding compensation, her future life would basically be worry-free.

For her now, it wasn’t just worry-free; she could live quite comfortably without needing to be so frugal.

Sister Mei invited Zhang Min and Chu Xuan to lunch and asked Lü Yang to accompany them. This was something Lü Yang couldn’t refuse, so he had to take a taxi over. Fortunately, at the table, Zhang Min and Chu Xuan mostly discussed matters related to the lawsuit. Also, with Sister Mei and Chu Xuan present, the looks Zhang Min gave Lü Yang seemed normal, which made Lü Yang breathe a little easier.

Getting involved with a Woman like Zhou Ling was scary, but getting involved with a Woman like Zhang Min would also be troublesome. Lü Yang knew this trouble was unavoidable sooner or later, but for now, for the sake of Sister Mei’s lawsuit, it was better to play along and not offend them.

Once the lawsuit was over, he would find a way to extricate himself.

Zhang Min didn’t sit at the table for long; she received a call and left first. A couple of days ago, she and Li Guoqing had brought Zheng Fan into the Liu Family, pretending he was Liu Jianhao’s lost son. These two days were the most critical period for this matter because she also wanted to keep Li Tingting in the dark. So, she and Li Guoqing had too much work to do behind the scenes and couldn’t focus on Lü Yang for the time being.

…

Later in the afternoon, Li Weimin’s wife brought a large group of people to the Residential Area where Sister Mei lived, blocking her as she returned from outside. On one hand, they were pleading for leniency for Li Weimin; on the other hand, they carried a threat, intending to offer Sister Mei a sum of money to sign a settlement agreement. They threatened that if she didn’t sign, she wouldn’t get a single cent.

Sister Mei couldn’t handle these people and had to call Lü Yang. After receiving the call, Lü Yang hurried over.

The people who came made a racket until it was completely dark. Because the differences were too great, both sides couldn’t reach an agreement. A bald man wearing sunglasses, sent by Li Weimin’s wife, arrived with two underlings. He swaggered up to Sister Mei, claiming to be an ex-convict, putting on a gangster act to intimidate and pressure her into compliance. The others also joined the bald man in making threats toward Sister Mei.

Earlier, when it was just the women squabbling, Lü Yang had watched coldly from the sidelines. Now, seeing the other side daring to use their numbers to get rough, he immediately took off his shirt, rushed out diagonally, and fought bare-chested. In just a few moves, he subdued the bald man, smashed both his hands, and beat him until he knelt and begged for mercy, calling him “big brother” and swearing he would never harass Sister Mei again. The two so-called underlings brought by the bald man saw the situation turning bad and fled without even making a move.

Compared to before, Lü Yang now had an indescribable fierceness about him. The saying that his gaze could kill was no exaggeration. The moment the bald man engaged Lü Yang, he sensed something was wrong. What kind of ordinary person had such eyes? They were even more terrifying than the eyes of those death row inmates who had killed without batting an eye. They were definitely not people small-time thugs who had spent a few months in jail could mess with.

How could those murderous death row inmates compare to Lü Yang? At most, they had wandered near the edges of Hell a few times, but Lü Yang was someone who had crawled out of Hell itself… He was no longer human; he was almost like an evil spirit that had emerged from Hell.

“You just said your boss is into the gangster life? Where’s his turf? Take me to pay him a visit,” Lü Yang asked the kneeling bald man, crossing his arms.

“What gangster life? Those two are just my card buddies. I’ve only played cards a few times with their third brother. I just look a bit fierce and like to brag a little. Big brother, spare my life… I didn’t recognize your greatness, I won’t dare again…” The bald man wept bitterly. Before, he and his two underlings had put on a act and, for money, had indeed settled many matters for people. He never expected to run into a real deity here today.

Lü Yang, looking annoyed, kicked the bald man. “If you were really a gangster, I’d make sure you died here today! Get lost!!”

The bald man scrambled up and disappeared in an instant.

Lü Yang wasn’t bluffing him. Having experienced great storms, it was hard to content oneself with little streams. After struggling through the Mysterious Domain, these secular small-time thugs, especially fake ones, held no interest for Lü Yang. Earlier, when he heard the bald man mention the gangster life, Lü Yang felt an impulse to go on a killing spree, to vent and dissipate the fierce energy forced out by Zhou Ling.

Since there was no gangster life, that fierce energy temporarily lost its outlet for release.

The bald man had been called over to bolster the confidence of Li Weimin’s wife and her group. Instead, Lü Yang subdued him in a few moves, making him kneel and beg for mercy. Not only did Li Weimin’s wife’s large group fail to boost their morale, but their original arrogance was completely extinguished. Under Lü Yang’s murderous gaze, everyone lost their nerve completely. Seeing that neither soft nor hard tactics would gain them any advantage, they could only disperse in shame.

Sister Mei thanked Lü Yang profusely again and insisted he stay for dinner. Lü Yang couldn’t refuse, so he stayed.

Lü Yang had a feeling that, given how Sister Mei felt about him now, if he pulled her into his embrace at any moment, she wouldn’t get angry. Wanting her would be a natural progression. He might not even need to take the initiative; just giving Sister Mei some suggestive looks might make her throw herself into his arms.

However, Lü Yang restrained himself. Helping her and then wanting to do such things would seem like taking advantage of her situation. Moreover, he really wanted to keep himself pure for Yi Ya. Yi Ya was already very uneasy about Sister Mei. If he really had an affair with Sister Mei, paper can’t wrap fire—sooner or later, Yi Ya would find out.

If he loved her, it was better not to make her sad.

During the meal, Lü Yang deliberately restrained himself, sitting properly, and neither his words nor his eyes showed any frivolity. Sister Mei also acted quite reserved as a result. Shortly after eating, Lü Yang left. Sister Mei saw him off to the entrance of the Residential Area, watching him leave with a reluctant expression.