Ma Hongjun felt his heart slam against his ribs.
A surge of Evil Fire shot up from his lower abdomen.
He licked his lips without thinking. His gaze stuck to the woman's pale, exposed collarbones, and he couldn't tear it away.
Dai Mubai was hardly any better.
He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, looking reasonably composed.
But deep in his narrowed tiger eyes, all he could see was the woman's long legs.
Damn it. Were all the women in Slaughter City enchantresses?
If not for the King of Slaughter's fearsome reputation, he would have lunged at her and pinned her to the wall right then.
But both men knew that any woman who could make a decent life for herself in Slaughter City was no easy target.
That bewitching air of hers probably had something to do with her Soul Skill.
Just then, the alluring woman smiled. "You want to see the King of Slaughter?"
"I do."
Yu Xiaogang slowly turned around. "I am Yu Xiaogang. I seek an audience with the King of Slaughter."
The woman raised an eyebrow, her smile deepening.
She walked up to Yu Xiaogang, lifted a slender forefinger to his chin, and gently tipped it upward.
"So you're the Bright Demon Dragon who won fifty matches in a row within half a year and even made it halfway through Hell Road?"
Yu Xiaogang caught a waft of her perfume and frowned slightly. "I was merely lucky."
"Lucky?"
The woman withdrew her finger and licked her lips, her eyes smoldering. "I've always admired capable men. If you have the time, my lord, why not let me keep you company tonight?"
Jealousy nearly spilled across Ma Hongjun's and Dai Mubai's faces.
They wished they could accept in Yu Xiaogang's place.
At the woman's blatant