Terrifying Power

Zhou Heng showed a flicker of surprise. He ought to be the most famous person in all of Moon City by now, yet this woman did not recognize him? He smiled, cupped his fists, and bowed. "I am Zhou Heng. Greetings, Miss King!"

"Zhou Heng?" Wang Youyue revealed a trace of puzzlement, as though considering whether she had heard this name before. But after a while, she smiled apologetically. "My apologies. This little woman has never heard Young Master Zhou's name before."

"No matter!" Zhou Heng shook his head. He had merely come out with Yang Xiaoxiong to pass the time and had no desire for some romantic encounter.

"Please, sit!" Wang Youyue invited them to sit beside a stone table in the garden and had a young maid bring over a pot of fragrant tea. This gesture immediately left Yang Xiaoxiong overwhelmed by unexpected favor, nearly bringing tears to his eyes.

"Brother Zhou, thanks to you, I've come here seven times, and this is the only time I've gotten any tea!" Yang Xiaoxiong said.

Zhou Heng was startled. This wastrel had clearly fallen for Wang Youyue, yet he had managed not to use the power behind him to seize her by force. Damn, that was completely unlike a wastrel's domineering, lawless style!

"Brother Zhou, why does that look in your eyes make me feel so uncomfortable?" Yang Xiaoxiong scratched his head. After two days together, he had also learned that Zhou Heng did not put on any airs and did not mind harmless jokes.

Zhou Heng merely smiled without speaking.

"Young Master Yang, what sort of stones have you brought this time?" After taking a sip of fragrant tea, Wang Youyue asked Yang Xiaoxiong.

The sight of her red lips parting was full of **, instantly leaving Yang Xiaoxiong