The Grandmaster Arrives

Shanlilas immediately snapped awake, turning to Eric with a cold look. Just as he was about to speak, Ilena cut in ahead of him.

"Eric! What are you saying? Do you want to die?"

"Haven't you seen how he deals with people who hit him? Didn't your broken right hand teach you a lesson?"

The string of questions left Eric speechless.

Ignoring Eric, Ilena turned to Shanlilas. She wrapped both arms around his arm and pressed her body even closer.

She squeezed his arm between her ample breasts and said in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"My lord, please calm down. Eric is just a brute who speaks without thinking. Don't lower yourself to his level."

"I'm apologizing to you on his behalf. Please spare him this once."

"Okay?"

For those final words, Ilena pressed herself to Shanlilas's ear as she spoke.

Then, with the words finished, she licked Shanlilas's earlobe with the tip of her tongue.

"Hiss!"

Shanlilas sucked in a sharp breath, his entire body shuddering. The tingling sensation blanked his mind, leaving him unable to speak as he instinctively swallowed.

Seeing his reaction, a murderous glint flashed through Ilena's eyes, strengthening her conviction in her judgment.

Lost in this soft and fragrant paradise, Shanlilas naturally failed to notice Ilena's expression.

"Okay?" Ilena's voice sounded again.

Shanlilas nodded instinctively. "Okay!"

"My lord! You're so kind!" A trace of delight tinged Ilena's voice.

She then looked at Eric and coldly rebuked him, "Eric, why aren't you thanking my lord yet?"

"Ilena, I..."

"What about you? Hurry up and thank him!"

Ilena's voice rose several degrees at once, and Eric's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

Just then, another series of footsteps rang out.

Unable to help themselves, everyone turned toward the sound and saw more than a dozen Martial Artists hurrying