Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)-Chapter 563: Little d*** energy

Mei shook her head, her eyes wide. "Not only displeased. He might kill someone."

Xiang Yu waited, the chiffon mask covering half his face fluttering with the wind. After ten long minutes, a sleek black sedan pulled up beside him, the window sliding down to reveal Xue San.

As he leaned closer, Xiang Yu caught the unsettling gaze of a short man who eyed him with unhidden lust. Disgust gnawed at him, yet he forced himself to maintain a timid, almost cowardly demeanour.

"Miss Ma, right?" Xue San asked, his voice smooth but laced with a predatory undertone. "Please, get in."

Xiang Yu took a deep breath and opened the door, sliding into the seat as far away from Xue San as possible. He could feel the man’s gaze lingering on him, a hungry curiosity that set his skin crawling. frёeωebɳovel.com

The scent of his prey wafted in the air, intoxicating and sweet, driving Xue San’s interest into overdrive. He gripped the steering wheel, fighting his urges.

As the car started moving, Xiang Yu sat stiffly, urging himself to play the part. He had learned to act pitiful on the streets as a child, using it to garner sympathy and find food when his mother’s kicked him out of the brothel. Now, he used that same skill to lure this pervert to his death.

"Relax, darling. We are going to have a wonderful time," Xue San cooed, his intentions clear in the way he looked at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu clenched his fist in his sleeve a sneer at the corner of his lips. He couldn’t wait to bash his skull in and end him.

Drowing in that pleasurable scent, Xue San inhaled deeply. It danced in the small space, wrapping around him and igniting the fire in his pants.

He rubbed his palm on his pant leg, a nervous habit, and casually proposed, "How about you call me Young Master Xue?"

Xiang Yu’s lips twitched beneath the chiffon veil that clothed half his face. There was a hint of amusement in his voice as he replied, "But our time begins at the hotel."

For just a heartbeat, a shadow flickered in his beautiful eyes, something dark that made Xue San question his own perception. Was it there, or had he imagined it?

Xue San shrugged off the fleeting doubt. "Don’t you want to earn extra?" he asked, glancing at Xiang Yu but the person just shock their head no.

Xue San didn’t push any further. After all, the hotel was only three minutes away. He was looking forward to punishing her for daring to refuse him.

When the car pulled up to the towering facade of the high-end hotel, Xiang Yu opened the door and followed Xue San inside. Xue San had visited often, so often that check-in was a formality he no longer needed. The receptionists bowed politely as he walked past, but he didn’t acknowledge them, his focus entirely on what lay ahead.

He hurried to the elevator, scanning his fingerprints, and the doors slid open with a soft chime. The impatience radiated off him as he stepped inside.

His pace quickened, a clear sign of his impatience. The thought of pressing this bitch onto the plush bed, of making her call him Young Master as she squirmed beneath him, filled him with a rush of excitement. He wanted to strangle her neck while licking off her tears pervertedly before striking her face till it was ruined.

Xiang Yu walked beside him, eyes narrowed, acutely aware of Xue San’s heated thoughts. He felt a flicker of disdain for the man beside him. If he could, he would have struck him down right there and chop off his head.

Finally, they reached the room. In a fit of eagerness, Xue San yanked the door open, his heart pounding with thrill. "After you," he gestured grandly for Xiang Yu to enter first, his voice dripping with bravado.

Xiang Yu stepped through, unfazed, however, he did not miss the glint of mischief in Xue San’s eyes as he glanced back, checking for prying eyes. The door clicked shut behind them, followed by the sharp sound of the lock securing.

Xue San turned slowly, his gaze sharpening as he fixed it on Xiang Yu. "You lowly maid, do you know what you did wrong?" he said, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips. "Kneel."

His eyes shimmered with a disturbing mix of desire and malice, fixing on Xiang Yu. The air around him felt thick with tension and intent, each pulse beat echoing with his dark thoughts. But before he could utter another word, Xiang Yu surged forward.

With a swift, powerful motion, he punched Xue San squarely in the face. The sound of flesh meeting flesh was sickening. Xue San’s head snapped back, and he crumpled to the ground with a thud, his eyes rolling back as consciousness slipped away.

Xiang Yu stood over him, his expression cold and resolute. Each step he took towards the unconscious man was slow and deliberate, a predator savouring its victory. He focused on the lifeless form sprawled on the floor as he put on a pair of black gloves.

Sneering, he knelt down and began to strip Xue San of his clothes, peeling them away. The final piece fell away, leaving Xue San utterly exposed.

Xiang glanced at the man’s lower half that was hiding in the thick bushes. Sure enough, the thing was shaped like half a pencil with no girth at all. Xue San was giving little dick energy and this just confirmed it.

He dragged the limp body across the floor, muscles tensed with effort. He shoved Xue San into a nearby chair, tying him up with practised ease. The ropes dug into the man’s skin, a fitting punishment for the depth of his depravity.

Next, Xiang Yu rifled through Xue San’s discarded clothing. His fingers moved quickly, hunting for the item of interest. He felt something hard and rectangular and pulled out a key card from the research centre. The surface gleamed under the dim light and Xiang Yu smiled thinking soon he will be able to get little Bai out of there.

Pulling out a small device given to him by Han Xin, Xiang Yu held the key card against the screen. With a tap, the device came to life, lights blinking as it began to hack into the system.

The soft hum of machinery filled the silence. Leaning against the desk, Xiang Yu watched with keen anticipation, waiting for the device to finish its work.