The Charming Ye Xishui

Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue paid no mind to Xu Sanshi, who was still screaming incessantly.

He calmly took Jiang Nannan's hand and led her away from the spot.

Only Xu Sanshi remained, sprawled on the ground, staring fixedly at their retreating backs while gritting his teeth.

"You wretched beast, give my Nannan back to me! Give my Nannan back!"

"Just you wait! Once I recover, you will be the first one I kill!"

At the Yue Family manor, Le Zhengyue stood waiting.

Opposite him, Na'er looked at him with a dazed expression before shifting her gaze to the books in front of him.

The little girl puffed out her cheeks, clearly unhappy about having to read these books.

However, meeting Le Zhengyue's gaze, she picked up the books with a sigh of resignation and continued reading.

Watching Le Zhengyue stand there, gently guiding his younger sister's studies, Jiang Nannan's expression was incredibly complex.

The gentle, elegant youth before her and the ruthless, vicious youth from just moments ago were the same person, yet they seemed like two entirely different individuals.

This made her gaze, for once, quite conflicted.

Although the youth had only displayed his martial soul for a fleeting moment, the terrifying pressure it exerted remained fresh in her memory.

That pressure, which felt almost god-like, left Jiang Nannan's thoughts in turmoil.

This was also the reason she had been so compliant this time; she, too, harbored curiosity toward the youth before her.

Whether it was his formidable strength or his various displays, everything far exceeded her expectations—it wasn't even within the realm of her conjectures.

"What kind of person are you, really?"

"Are you a good person or a bad person? Are you kind, or are you evil?"

Staring at Le Zhengyue, Jiang Nannan's thoughts were tangled.

But by now, Le Zhengyue had finished tutoring Na'er.

Watching the little girl bury her head back into her work, Le Zhengyue yawned and stood up.

He glanced sideways at Jiang Nannan, his eyes devoid of the previous gentleness, replaced only by cold indifference.

"Go get some snacks for Na'er, then come to my room."

Le Zhengyue's voice was calm. Once he finished speaking, he returned to his own room on the second floor without another word.

The Yue Family manor had independent courtyards. Originally, Le Zhengyue did not live on this side; he had his own courtyard to stay in.

But following Le Zhengyu's awakening of his memories, he feared his older brother might plot against him in the shadows.

After all, knowing they possessed the combat power of Super Douluo, if Le Zhengyu sensed something amiss and truly tried to kill him, he would have no way to defend himself in the short term.

The old manor was different; Le Zhengen lived there year-round.

If Le Zhengyu wanted to kill him, the moment he arrived at the old manor, Le Zhengen would instantly detect it.

Hearing Le Zhengyue's emotionless words, Jiang Nannan lowered her head in silence and gave a soft affirmative.

Then, her gaze turned toward Na'er.

The little girl was looking at her, too, a hint of curiosity dancing in those beautiful purple eyes.

As their gazes met, Jiang Nannan was the first to look away. She walked slowly to the kitchen in the back, retrieved some snacks, and placed them gently in front of Na'er.

Watching the little girl thank her softly, Jiang Nannan's expression remained complex.

She found it impossible to like this little girl.

Normally, even though she detested Le Zhengyue, she shouldn't have extended those feelings to the child.

But inexplicably, she felt a sense of hostility toward her, or perhaps a very strange sensation.

Whenever she saw the girl close to Le Zhengyue, she felt an inexplicable irritation.

It was an emotion she couldn't understand, or rather, couldn't even imagine.

Yet, she had no idea what to do about it.

As she returned to the room and saw Le Zhengyue sitting on the large bed, her footsteps instinctively retreated, her eyes filled with a trace of panic.

She feared the youth might force himself upon her.

After all, she was now on his turf; even if he didn't keep his word, she had no way to stop him.

However, meeting her fearful gaze, Le Zhengyue's expression remained calm.

"Who told you to come in?"

"Go to the door, lock it, and wait outside. Do not allow anyone to come in and disturb me."

Le Zhengyue's calm tone carried a hint of frost.

Feeling the bone-chilling coldness of his words, Jiang Nannan's panicked heart eased slightly.

She cast a complex look at Le Zhengyue, gave a soft affirmative, then pushed the door open, turned to lock it, and stood guard outside.

The soundproofing of the door was excellent, so Le Zhengyue didn't hesitate any longer.

As he raised his palm, a brilliant golden cage appeared before him.

The cage was only the size of a palm when it first manifested, but as his power surged, it began to expand until its diameter exceeded two or three meters.

Looking at this massive cage and the stunningly beautiful woman trapped within, the expression on Le Zhengyue remained unchanged.

"Who exactly are you?"

"What do you want by capturing me?"

"Is it for my martial soul, for the secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult, or perhaps for my body?"

The woman's voice carried a crisp, cold tone.

Even though she was now a prisoner, she made no attempt to hide the calmness and arrogance in her voice.

Meeting the woman's gaze, Le Zhengyue's expression remained calm.

"I want to know what you can offer me, or rather, how you can be of help to me."

"Only then can I decide whether to keep you alive or kill you."

As he spoke, the power of the Dragon God surged from his body in an instant, and a colossal nine-colored dragon slowly emerged behind him.

With a light tap of his finger, a streak of nine-colored light shot directly into the body of Ye Xishui.

The portion of soul power she had just managed to condense instantly disintegrated.

"As expected of a Limit Douluo, truly impressive."

"Even inside the Angel Cage, you were still able to condense a portion of your power."

Le Zhengyue shook his head as he spoke, though his expression did not change much.

The cage his grandfather had condensed could only last for a few days at most.

However, the Angel Cage was not merely a soul skill of their Angel Family; there was an original version, or rather, they were capable of crafting them themselves.

Such things were of little use against top-tier powerhouses, as one had to cripple these experts first in order to imprison them.

It just so happened that Ye Xishui met this condition perfectly at the moment.

Facing the youth's icy gaze, Ye Xishui's expression tightened slightly.

She then stood up, gently placed her fair palms against the cage, and looked at Le Zhengyue with a seductive gaze.

"As long as you release me, I can become your woman and let you do as you please with me."

"Furthermore, I can become your guardian and protect you. How about that?"

"For the grace of saving my life, I will repay you however you wish."

Ye Xishui's voice was calm, yet laced with a hint of allure.

If an ordinary person were to see such a top-tier beauty throwing herself at them, they would not refuse, even if she were much older than them.

Yet, as Le Zhengyue's gaze fell upon her, his expression remained completely unchanged.

Others might not know her true character, but he certainly did.

While this woman could not be called particularly unyielding, she would never truly surrender herself to him, even if it meant death.

Of course, he was not very interested in her either; he was only keeping her because she still had her uses.

Therefore, seeing this woman still trying to play games with him, Le Zhengyue did not hold back.

He raised his palm; facing Ye Xishui, who now possessed only the strength of an ordinary person, she was essentially at his mercy.