Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue paid no mind to Xu Sanshi, who was still screaming incessantly.
He calmly took Jiang Nannan by the hand and led her away.
Xu Sanshi was left sprawled on the ground, glaring after them with gritted teeth.
"You despicable beast! Give me back my Nannan! Give me back my Nannan!"
"Just you wait. Once I recover, you'll be the first one I kill!"
Le Zhengyue stood inside the Le Family Mansion.
Across from him, Na'er gazed at him with a somewhat bewildered look, then glanced at the books before her.
The little girl puffed out her cheeks, clearly unwilling to read them.
But under Le Zhengyue's gaze, she reluctantly picked up a book and continued reading.
Watching Le Zhengyue stand there, gently guiding his little sister through her studies, Jiang Nannan wore a complicated expression.
The gentle and elegant young man before her and the sinister, ruthless one from earlier were the same person, yet they seemed like two entirely different people.
Her gaze was unusually conflicted.
Although the youth had only revealed his Martial Soul for an instant, its terrifying pressure had left a deep impression on her.
That almost divine pressure stirred complicated feelings in Jiang Nannan.
It was also why she had gone along with him this time. She was curious about the young man before her, too.
His strength and all his various displays had far exceeded her expectations, going beyond anything she could have imagined.
"Just what kind of person are you?"
"Are you good or evil, kind or wicked?"
As she watched Le Zhengyue, Jiang Nannan's thoughts grew tangled.
By then, however, Le Zhengyue had finished tutoring Na'er.
Watching the little girl lower her head and continue working on her problems, Le Zhengyue yawned and stood up.
He turned to Jiang Nannan. There was none of the warmth from before in his eyes, only cold indifference.
"Get Na'er some snacks, then come to my room."
Le Zhengyue's voice was calm. After speaking, he returned to his room on the second floor without another word.
The Le Family Mansion had a separate courtyard. Le Zhengyue hadn't originally lived here; he had a courtyard of his own.
But after Le Zhengyu awakened his memories, Le Zhengyue feared his older brother might secretly come after him.
After all, now that Le Zhengyu knew they had the strength of Super Douluos, if he sensed something was wrong and killed Le Zhengyue, there wouldn't be much he could do about it for a while.
The old mansion was different. Yue Zhengen lived there year-round.
If Le Zhengyu tried to kill him, Yue Zhengen would notice the moment he arrived.
Hearing the emotionless words, Jiang Nannan lowered her head in silence and softly answered, "Yes."
Then she looked at Na'er.
The little girl was looking at her, too, curiosity in her beautiful violet eyes.
Their gazes met. Jiang Nannan was the first to turn away. She walked slowly to the kitchen at the back, took out some snacks, and gently set them in front of Na'er.
The little girl softly thanked her, but Jiang Nannan's expression remained complicated.
She couldn't bring herself to like the child in front of her.
Normally, even though she disliked Le Zhengyue, she shouldn't have let those feelings spill over onto someone else.
And yet, for some reason, she felt hostility toward the girl—or perhaps it was something stranger.
Whenever she saw Na'er standing close to Le Zhengyue, she felt inexplicably annoyed.
Even she couldn't understand or imagine where this feeling came from.
Still, she had no idea what to do about it.
When she returned to the room and saw Le Zhengyue sitting on the large bed, her feet instinctively drew back, fear showing in her eyes.
She was afraid the young man might force himself on her.
After all, she was now on his turf. Even if he broke his word, there was nothing she could do.
But Le Zhengyue remained calm under her fearful gaze.
"Who told you to come in?"
"Go to the doorway, lock the door, and wait outside. Don't let anyone come in and disturb me."
His calm voice carried a faint chill.
At those icy words, Jiang Nannan's panicked heart settled somewhat.
She gave Le Zhengyue a complicated look and softly replied, "Yes." Then she opened the door, stepped out, locked it behind her, and waited in the hallway.
The door was well soundproofed, so Le Zhengyue didn't waste any time.
He raised his hand, and a golden cage appeared before him.
It was only the size of a palm when it first appeared. As his power surged, it gradually grew until it was over two or three meters in diameter.
Looking at the enormous cage and the peerlessly beautiful woman trapped inside, Le Zhengyue's expression didn't change.
"Who are you?"
"Why did you capture me?"
"Do you want my Martial Soul, the secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult, or my body?"
The woman's voice carried a cool, clear quality.
Even though she was a prisoner, there was no disguising the composure and arrogance in her tone.
Meeting her gaze, Le Zhengyue remained calm.
"I want to know what you can offer me—or how you might be useful to me."
"Then I can decide whether to keep you or kill you."
As he spoke, the Dragon God's power surged from him. A massive nine-colored dragon slowly appeared behind his back.
He lightly pointed a finger, and a streak of nine-colored light shot into Ye Xishui's body.
The portion of Soul Power she had just managed to gather dissolved in an instant.
"As expected of a Limit Douluo. You're impressive."
"Even inside the Angel Cage, you still managed to gather some strength."
Le Zhengyue shook his head as he spoke, but his expression barely changed.
The cage his grandfather had created could last only a few days at most.
But the Angel Cage wasn't a Soul Skill of the Angel Family. It had an original version—or rather, the Angel Family could make one themselves.
It wasn't much use against top powerhouses, since they had to be crippled before they could be locked inside.
Ye Xishui just happened to meet that condition.
Under the young man's cold gaze, Ye Xishui's expression tightened slightly.
Then she stood up, gently placed her fair hands on the cage, and looked at Le Zhengyue with alluring eyes.
"Let me go, and I can become your woman. You can do whatever you want with me."
"I can also serve as your guard and protect you. What do you say?"
"You saved my life. Tell me how you want me to repay you, and I will."
Her voice was calm, with a trace of seduction woven through it.
If an ordinary man saw such a peerless beauty offering herself to him, he wouldn't refuse, even if she was much older.
But Le Zhengyue looked at her without the slightest change in expression.
Other people might not know what she was like, but he did.
She wasn't especially unyielding, but even in death she would never willingly give herself to him.
Besides, he wasn't particularly interested in her. He was only keeping her because she still had her uses.
So seeing her still trying to pull this sort of stunt, Le Zhengyue decided not to indulge her.
He raised his hand. Against Ye Xishui, who now had only an ordinary person's strength, she was practically at his mercy.
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