"What a shameless lackey!" At this moment, Ryan Ling didn't hesitate at all and kicked the door open with a bang.
"Damn it, who the hell dares to barge in here? You must have a death wish! I've set up a formation today—anyone who tries to break in dies..." Martin Ma shouted loudly, boosting the so-called formation to its maximum.
But to Ryan Ling, this kind of thing was just a toy.
"What a joke of a formation!" Ryan Ling snorted coldly, and the so-called formation instantly collapsed. Tables and chairs around the room were sent flying.
"Wh-Who's there?" Martin Ma jumped in shock, his lust instantly forgotten. He hurriedly let go of the panicked Serena Yan, whose upper body he had already stripped.
"Ryan... Ryan..." Serena Yan seemed to have been drugged, collapsing to the floor. She was still conscious, but her body was powerless. As a Fifth-Rank Spirit Officer, she wouldn’t be subdued by a mere butler unless tricked with something underhanded.
Seeing the intruder was no pushover, Martin Ma panicked and escaped through the window. As the Yan Family’s butler, he knew the estate inside out and ran like mad. Ryan didn’t chase him—Serena Yan’s condition was unknown, so he rushed to check on her instead.
Honestly, Serena Yan’s figure was top-notch—no wonder Martin Ma tried something so crazy. But Ryan didn’t dwell on it, quickly helping her put her clothes back on.
"What did that bastard give you?" Ryan Ling asked, seeing Serena Yan limp and powerless.
"It’s the Yan Family’s exclusive Soft-Bone Powder—just a whiff and you’re down!" Serena Yan said weakly, looking at Ryan Ling in surprise, as if it was incredible he was unaffected after entering the room.
"Don’t worry about me. Since it’s your family’s drug, where’s the antidote?" Ryan Ling pressed urgently.
"It’s in the cabinet in my room, but..." Serena Yan blurted out, then hesitated as she remembered something—just as Ryan Ling dashed inside.
Ryan Ling swept into the room like the wind, flinging open the cabinet Serena had mentioned. What greeted him first wasn’t the antidote—but a pile of sex toys.
Apparently Martin Ma hadn’t been making things up. But then again, Ethan Yan was like a dead man beside her, and Serena was at the age of a tigress—she definitely had needs, and could only satisfy them late at night with these toys.
Now that Ryan Ling had seen her little secret, Serena Yan’s face flushed bright red.
Ryan Ling didn’t think much of it—he could understand.
After rummaging through the pile, Ryan finally found the antidote—a bottle of clear liquid.
"Is this it?" Ryan Ling asked, rushing over to Serena Yan with the bottle.
Blushing, Serena Yan nodded quickly.
"Okay, hurry and drink it!" Ryan Ling said, unscrewing the cap.
Serena Yan immediately frowned, saying, "Ryan, I’m really sorry—the antidote for Soft-Bone Powder can’t just be drunk, it has to be rubbed on. But look, I can’t move right now, so..."
Her meaning was clear—there was nobody else around, and only Ryan Ling could help. Plus, Serena really didn’t want anyone else to see her like this.
Her meaning was clear—there was nobody else around, and only Ryan Ling could help. Plus, Serena really didn’t want anyone else to see her like this.
H-here...' Serena Yan blushed deeply, her eyes shyly glancing at her own hips.
'N-no way!' Ryan Ling almost spat blood. What was this situation?
Serena Yan was mortified, biting her lip and cursing, "That bastard Martin Ma! He slapped the strongest dose right there. I really have no choice—could you, could you help me?"
By the time she finished, Serena Yan was blushing to the extreme.
Ryan Ling was helpless—he was basically forced into it. He could only rub the antidote on Serena Yan’s proudest asset.
Serena Yan was famous for having the best hips in Jinling. She’d earned the title in her youth, but kept training—hitting the gym four times a week, focusing on her hips. Even now, they were as perky as ever, maybe even more so than when she was younger.
As he rubbed the antidote on, Ryan Ling felt like his hand was living the dream.
R-Ryan, that’s enough—I can feel it working!' Serena Yan said, embarrassed as Ryan Ling seemed reluctant to let go.
Ryan Ling snapped out of it, quickly pulling his hand back.
Sorry!' Ryan Ling took a deep breath. Serena Yan wasn’t just famous for her hips—she had a special scent that was downright addictive.
No wonder Martin Ma was so tempted by Serena Yan. Being around a woman like this—any man would be doomed to sin.
No problem—thank you, Ryan. You saved me, and the Yan Family of Jinling will never forget it. But now I’m going to deal with that bastard!' Serena Yan said, gritting her teeth, as a hint of Spirit Officer energy flickered around her.
A Fifth-Rank Spirit Officer was way stronger than a Seventh-Rank—her Yin energy was much more powerful, and when released, it was far superior to his own Seventh-Rank.
But just as Serena Yan was about to step out, Martin Ma’s voice rang out from outside: 'Surround them! Catch those adulterers!'
Ryan Ling and Serena Yan both froze. Clearly, Martin Ma had mastered the art of accusing others while hiding his own crimes.
Martin Ma, you bastard! How dare you slander my reputation—I’ll kill you right now!' Serena Yan didn’t hesitate, charging out with two icy blades, aiming straight for Martin Ma’s chest.
But Martin Ma wasn’t fazed at all—he sneered at Serena Yan. Now that things were out in the open, he didn’t need to hide anything anymore.
Just as Serena Yan’s blades were about to pierce his chest, two experts—Ethan Yan and Eric Yan—intervened. Waves of Void Realm force crashed down, and Serena, still recovering, was sent flying.
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Ryan Ling rushed to catch her, his hand accidentally landing on Serena Yan’s hips. Serena sprang away instantly. Martin Ma saw it and shouted, "See that? These shameless lovers are making out in front of everyone!"
"Martin Ma, cut the crap! Don’t play innocent—it’s you who tried to assault me. If my friend hadn’t shown up, I’d have been ruined!" Serena Yan shot back, then glared at the two Void Realm experts: "Ethan Yan, Eric Yan, you’re both Yan Family guards—how could you betray us and side with this bastard?"
"Smart people know when to pick sides. I told those two—if we take you down tonight, they get half the Yan Family estate. Would they rather stay slaves to a dying clan, or become masters themselves?" Martin Ma sneered, glancing around. By now, most of the Yan Family’s experts seemed to be on his side.
"Fine, you all want to rebel? You really think I’m finished?" Serena Yan said, her Yin energy surging—then, suddenly, stalling.
"What’s going on?" Serena Yan froze, her face turning pale.
"You really are an idiot, Serena Yan!" Martin Ma laughed. "You think I’d rebel against the Yan Family without being prepared? I took your Fifth-Rank Spirit Officer uniform, hat, boots, and seal—and your precious Soul-Tracing Compass is mine too! You think you can channel Yin energy and control our souls? Dream on!"
"Soul-Tracing Compass?" Ryan Ling’s eyes lit up at those words.
"Everyone, follow my orders! Grab that crippled Serena Yan, and that adulterer—ruined my plans! Tonight, I want their skins! From now on, I’m the Yan Family master!" Martin Ma finished, and the two Void Realm experts charged at Serena Yan.
But Ryan Ling was already standing in front of her...