Liu Chang’an walked over to shut the door.
The few followers were quick-witted and didn’t wait for instructions, immediately blocking Liu Chang’an’s path and not daring to take action against him.
Liu Chang’an calmly watched Zhū Jūntáng.
The night was overcast with thin clouds, and the stars and moon were invisible. The construction site’s lights flickered, the scattered building materials piled up like a mountain, and the tall crane in the distance loomed like a mechanical giant in the darkness.
Liu Chang’an turned on his flashlight, directly shining it forward. Zhū Jūntáng only felt a sudden tug on his hand, as if the Rottweiler had broken free and was about to attack. He let out a startled cry, but all he heard was a mix of fierce and sorrowful howls, which quickly ceased.
Liu Chang’an turned off his flashlight, and the few bodyguards and Zhū Jūntáng slowly regained their vision. They saw a dead dog lying in front of Liu Chang’an, the Rottweiler named Gaoshi Saint Warrior, which had lost its breath and was motionless on the ground.
It was quiet, especially among the bodyguards, who instinctively retreated from their encirclement, their eyes cold and vigilant as they sized up Liu Chang’an. However, Zhū Jūntáng could clearly see the muscles on the back of their necks tensed up, and the blood vessels on their ears and necks pulsating fiercely.
Zhū Jūntáng might not be an expert, but he knew that Liu Chang’an had made the few people he brought feel intimidated. One of the bodyguards whispered to Zhū Jūntáng, “Miss Zhū, this person is too dangerous. We can’t act rashly…”
“Can’t you take him down?”
“That dog’s skull wasn’t crushed, and there’s no blood coming out of its nose and mouth. It means Liu Chang’an used internal force to kill it directly. We’re not much stronger than that dog, and one punch from Liu Chang’an would be our downfall.”
Zhū Jūntáng took a few steps back, adjusted his glasses, and was shocked. How could this country bumpkin who had partnered with Liū Lǎo Gōu to eat meals together be so terrifying?
No, it was impossible. He must have misjudged him. Zhū Jūntáng only now came to his senses, realizing his initial assumptions had been shattered.
“This city prohibits keeping fierce dogs. If a fierce dog breaks free from its leash, it should be killed on the spot.” Liu Chang’an picked up the dog, and Zhú Jūntáng remembered the similar laws and regulations in Junsha that stated, “Fierce dogs that break free from their leash should be killed on the spot.”
“Wait, Liu Chang’an!” Zhū Jūntáng called out in alarm as Liu Chang’an turned to leave.
Liu Chang’an turned back, and his flashlight flickered again.
The few people were blinded by the light and couldn’t open their eyes. Dogs could quickly adapt to strong lights, but humans couldn’t. The intense light made them dizzy, and the bodyguards could only rely on their instincts to quickly surround Zhú Jūntáng, hoping he wouldn’t use the same method to attack.
“Turn off your flashlight,” Zhū Jūntáng requested, covering his eyes.
Liu Chang’an didn’t turn it off. “I’m leaving.”
“You and I will go see Lady Zhao the Fourth. We don’t have any malicious intentions. She just wants to see you,” Zhú Jūntáng hastily said, realizing that the strong light had stimulated the Rottweiler’s cruelty. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been in danger by now.
“I have a condition,” Liu Chang’an said.
Would it be about money? Zhú Jūntáng thought, but then remembered Liu Chang’an’s previous small tricks and wondered if he would ask for something even more outrageous. It seemed that Zhú Jūntáng had to use his bewitching skills to deal with Liu Chang’an, just like Lady Zhao the Fourth had suggested.
“What is it?” Zhú Jūntáng gritted his teeth, thinking that if Liu Chang’an’s demand was too excessive, they would have to give up on tonight’s action. After all, they couldn’t defeat him, and using force was out of the question.
Zhú Jūntáng had already realized that Liu Chang’an was not someone to be trifled with, that he wasniedt someone who could be intimidated by a few people pretending to be tough. He could kill a fierce dog with one punch, and the few people Zhú Jūntáng brought were no match for him.
The Rottweiler weighed over 60 kilograms, equivalent to an adult male’s weight. It was much heavier than Zhú Jūntáng, and its ferocity was beyond compare.
“Can I have the dog?” Liu Chang’an asked with some hesitation, as if according to the old customs, the dog he killed belonged to him.
“Give… give it to you,” Zhú Jūntáng stammered, unbelieving that Liu Chang’an was asking for the dog.
Liu Chang’an first dragged the dog to a secluded spot and then followed Zhú Jūntáng out of the construction site.
As they walked, Liu Chang’an stepped on Zhú Jūntáng’s shadow, thinking that this woman’s waist was truly slender. In ancient times, women with slender waists often had flat buttocks due to malnutrition or being courtesans. Ordinary women would try to make their waists and hips more rounded for childbirth, which was a crucial experience for women back then…
Liu Chang’an walked into the elevator, following Zhú Jūntáng, who maintained his cold and distant demeanor. The elevator stopped, and Zhú Jūntáng led Liu Chang’an out, not surprised that Lady Zhao the Fourth had chosen this place for their first meeting.
The sky was overcast, with no strong winds, only the quiet night and the distant flickering lights. The straight streets seemed to have been paved with golden sand, shining brightly.
Lady Zhao the Fourth wore white high heels and a pure white long skirt, which outlined her figure and seemed to shimmer in the dim light.
“You go down first,” Lady Zhao the Fourth said calmly.
Zhú Jūntáng glanced at Liu Chang’an and retreated.
“Last time, we talked about how Liu Bang imprisoned me,” Liu Chang’an began, walking to Lady Zhao the Fourth’s side and gazing into the distant, dark sky. “They say that Ying Zheng called himself the First Emperor and had a dream of lasting a thousand generations. In reality, Liu Bang was the same. He had no way to achieve immortality himself, so he pinned his hopes on his descendants being able to live forever, and he left behind methods for achieving long life…”
Lady Zhao the Fourth turned around, her eyes fixed on Liu Chang’an, who seemed to be able to relive that dream-like scenario. This man, who had jumped off a four-hundred-and-fifty-meter-tall building, had not died, had not become minced meat, and was now standing in front of her, talking about longevity as if it were a trivial matter.
This time, Lady Zhao the Fourth would not think he was just rambling on.
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