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To her surprise, Shawn Young didn’t answer her question. Instead, he suddenly stood up, his figure flashing as he strode quickly toward her. Fiona Nangong’s heart skipped a beat in fright; her cheeks flushed as she instinctively covered her ample chest with her hands, glaring at Shawn Young and stammering, “Y-You… what are you trying to do!?”
“Shh—don’t make a fuss, don’t get excited! Be quiet!” Shawn Young came up beside her, raising a finger and whispering to her.
“Uh—” Fiona Nangong had no choice but to suppress her nerves, her beautiful eyes wide with caution as Shawn Young moved even closer. She looked just like a wary little lamb facing a hungry wolf.
Shawn Young frowned, his gaze lingering on Fiona Nangong’s exquisitely pretty face. Fiona felt her heart pounding uncontrollably under his intense stare.
Strangely enough, Shawn Young leaned in close, his nose twitching as if sniffing her scent. Fiona’s cheeks flushed an even deeper red—this was the first time a young man had ever dared to get so close to her. The masculine aura Shawn exuded kept drifting into her nose, making her breath quicken and her mind go fuzzy!
Fiona finally couldn’t take it anymore. Gathering her courage, she stammered again, “W-What exactly do you want? I’m warning you, don’t—don’t get any weird ideas! I’m not that kind of woman!”
“Ugh—I said be quiet! Don’t interrupt me—” Shawn Young said as he placed his right hand on Fiona’s left shoulder, then slid it along her elegant, fair neck.
“Ah—You—You—” Fiona cried out in panic, her pink face blushing fiercely. She slapped away Shawn’s "pesky hand" on her shoulder with a loud "smack!" At the same time, she cursed him inwardly: “This brat Shawn Young is way too bold—he’s groping me right in front of Quentin Easton and Samuel Morin! So impatient! Doesn’t he know a woman needs to be reserved? If we were somewhere dark and quiet, maybe I wouldn’t even resist!”
Quentin Easton and Samuel Morin watched Shawn Young’s bizarre behavior, exchanging shocked glances. They couldn’t take it anymore. Sure, they believed Fiona and Shawn would end up entangled, but Shawn was being way too impatient! He really ought to be more discreet—after all, Fiona is a woman of status and influence!
At that, both elders shouted in unison at Shawn Young, “Brother Shawn—are you alright—what are you trying to do!?”
“I’m fine—it’ll be over soon—” Shawn Young just waved them off.
“Uh—Brother Shawn, we’re not asking if you’re okay. We want to know what you’re doing to Fiona!” Quentin Easton frowned and asked.
Just then, Shawn Young’s right hand flashed down diagonally onto Fiona Nangong’s fair, jade-like neck, grabbing the collar of her cheongsam and yanking hard—"Rip!" With a tearing sound, he split open the collar, exposing her snowy, radiant shoulder!
“Ah—you pervert!!” Fiona couldn’t take it anymore. She slapped Shawn right across the face! Quentin Easton, standing nearby, also stepped forward in anger—Shawn’s behavior was way out of line!
But Shawn quickly grabbed Fiona’s slender hand and said urgently, “Miss Nangong, don’t misunderstand! It looks like someone put some kind of tracking spell on you!”
“Uh—what nonsense are you spouting? Let go of me, you pervert!” Fiona snapped, blushing and flustered. She was sure Shawn was just taking advantage of her, and his grip was so strong she couldn’t break free.
Suddenly, Shawn let go and flashed behind her, placing both palms on her bare, snowy shoulder and shouted, “Reveal—!”
“Hiss—hiss—” A puff of white smoke rose from Fiona’s exposed shoulder, and then, unbelievably, a strange white butterfly fluttered out from the smoke and darted toward the window, trying to escape.
Shawn Young snorted—his hands crossed and quickly formed the "Overturning Seal," chanting: "Three Realms Insight, Five Elements True Qi, Golden Light arise, evil begone, hidden demon reveal, by law—expel!"
Next, his right hand formed a sword-finger and pointed at the escaping butterfly—"Whoosh!" A beam of golden light shot from his hand—"Crack!" The strange butterfly burst into flames mid-air, fluttered a few times, and turned into burning scraps of paper on the floor!
Samuel Morin saw this clearly and exclaimed, “Ah! That’s a Shikigami Technique from Japanese onmyoji—Phantom Shift!”
“Ah—The Japanese have infiltrated!” Quentin Easton cried out in shock.
As the two elders shouted, Shawn suddenly sensed a strange aura rapidly retreating outside. He dashed after it, only to find all the courtyard lights had gone out, plunging everything into darkness.
Shawn quickly summoned his true qi, enhancing his eyesight as he scanned the courtyard. He soon spotted a shadow darting through the flowerbeds, leaping swiftly across the grounds like a wisp of smoke.
Immediately, Shawn shouted back into the house, “There’s an enemy lurking here, spying on us! Sound the alarm! Stop him outside—don’t let him get away!”
As he shouted, Shawn powered up his legs and dashed outside. Inside, the three reacted instantly—Samuel Morin pressed a hidden button under his wheelchair armrest.
"Beep—beep—beep—" Instantly, the remote alarm device was triggered. The entire Emerald Court Private Club erupted in sirens. The black-clad guards outside sprang into action, shutting the doors and drawing their weapons, ready for battle.