Just as Zhang Xiaohao emerged from the basement, a dark figure flashed by and the little creature growled at him.
"Damn it! Haven’t seen you for a while and you’ve grown guts, mutt!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
He grabbed the little creature’s head and lifted it off the ground.
Giving its head a couple of rough pats.
"Whimper..." the little creature whined pitifully.
"Zhang Xiaohao!" Cheng Tianxue said with an icy face.
"What’s up, Xue’er?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.
"Put down the little creature!" Cheng Tianxue commanded.
"Okay." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He casually threw the little creature onto the ground and walked towards Cheng Tianxue.
"Xue’er, you look so beautiful!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! Mind the influence," Cheng Tianxue said, annoyed.
"Brother-in-law, my sister’s shy. What she means to say is, she wants you to sweet-talk her when you two are alone," Cheng Qingsu teased.
"You wretch! If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute!" Cheng Tianxue said.
"Hm?" Zhang Xiaohao’s brows furrowed.
The closer he got to Cheng Tianxue, the chillier her body became, as if possessed by some evil entity.
"Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with you?" Cheng Qingsu said with a mischievous smile.
"You impudent girl! If you dare spout nonsense again, you’ll regret it!" Cheng Tianxue snapped coldly.
"Xue’er, come with me," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He took her white and delicate hand, as pale as snow, and led her upstairs.
"Jerk! What are you doing? Let me go right now!" Cheng Tianxue shouted fiercely.
She was so angry she felt like her lungs would explode!
Thinking this, Cheng Tianxue began to struggle violently.
"Behave yourself," Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.
"Xiaohao, you go for it! A man should take the initiative. I’m eagerly waiting to hold my great-grandson online, and I really have high hopes for you!" Mr. Cheng said, laughing.
"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless, almost toppling over.
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"Jerk!" Cheng Tianxue exclaimed angrily.
Her arms, white as lotus roots, flailed helplessly in Zhang Xiaohao’s arms.
Unfortunately, her strength was no more than a tickle for Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao carried her upstairs, entered the room, and deadlocked the door!
"Ah! You scoundrel, what are you trying to do? I warn you, don’t mess around, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!" Cheng Tianxue said.
"I missed you," Zhang Xiaohao said softly.
He silenced the rest of her words.
"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled mischievously.
"You scoundrel!" Cheng Tianxue shouted in fury.
"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohao laughed smugly.
Cheng Tianxue’s strength felt like a mere tickle to him.
"Stop fooling around, Xue’er, I need to talk to you about something," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
He held her two soft white hands in his.
"Hmph! I know," Cheng Tianxue snorted coldly.
"Huh! What do you think it is?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, perplexed.
"It’s not that!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.
"It’s not that?" Cheng Tianxue growled.
"Xue’er, stop it and listen to me, I’ll explain slowly," Zhang Xiaohao said with a solemn expression.
"Hmph! You better have a good explanation, or else, Zhang Xiaohao, I’m telling you, you are dead meat!" Cheng Tianxue threatened.
"First sit up," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You misunderstood me, Xue’er, I just want to confirm something," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Hmph! Fine, I’ll sit. What, am I supposed to be afraid of you?" Cheng Tianxue warned. "If I find out you’re deceiving me, you’re going to pay dearly!"
"Xue’er, you’re truly beautiful!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You jerk! What are you looking at? Speak up if you’ve got something to say!" Cheng Tianxue shouted coldly.
Zhang Xiaohao bit his index finger, squeezing out a drop of blood.
He performed the Three Pure Daoist Skill, hand signs changing rapidly, and a series of magic formulas emerged from his hands.
"Heavenly Eye, open!"
He traced his fingers around his eyes, and with a flash of golden light, his Heavenly Eyes were open.
In the world around him, the colorful spiritual energy appeared clear in Zhang Xiaohao’s sight.
dense, sinister energy seeped continuously from Cheng Tianxue’s forehead.
the golden light emitted from the Netherworld Holy Tree in the villa was blocked by this sinister energy, unable to penetrate her body.
"Southern Ocean Curse Technique? Damn it! I better not find out who is behind this, or else, I will soul and spirit refine them, making their life worse than death," Zhang Xiaohao thought murderously.