The Empress Loves to Party

Qing Mo pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lowered his head to light one.

When he looked up, he saw Liu Yurou gripping the killer by the neck and lifting him over her head, while the high heel on her foot was planted on the Li Family steward's chest. Everyone else had already become corpses.

Qing Mo nodded. This time, Liu Yurou had controlled her measure well. Then Qing Mo glanced at the killer and the steward, and read their memories.

"Tsk~ That's all there is in their heads? What a waste of my time."

The killer and the steward both stared at Liu Yurou before them with terrified eyes. They had not seen what had happened at all; by the time they came back to themselves, both the killer and the steward had been crippled. And they could feel that their memories had been rifled through by someone.

"Who exactly are you?"

The steward trembled as he asked Liu Yurou. The killer, however, said nothing. He knew he would not live to see tomorrow's sun.

"You don't deserve to know who we are. Even if I don't wipe out your Li Family, someone else will. Since you're all going to be wiped out anyway, it makes no difference who does it. Of course, the Green Mountain Sect behind your Li Family won't be able to escape either."

Just as the steward was shocked over how Qing Mo knew the Green Mountain Sect stood behind the Li Family, Liu Yurou directly shattered his heart.

"Kill him too. He's useless anyway."

Not long after Qing Mo and Liu Yurou left, a woman's scream rang out from the alley. Tomorrow's front-page headline would be much livelier.

Qing Mo and Liu Yurou arrived at a bar. In the plot, this bar was run by Jiang City's other underground gang, the Black Moon Gang, and the boss of this gang was actually a great beauty. Later on, Ye Fan even hooked her into his hands. Qing Mo planned to take an excavator for a spin—while this wall had yet to be built, he would first pry up the foundation for him.

Qing Mo went to the bar and ordered a glass of strong liquor, then looked toward the dance floor in the center. Those swaying figures, uninhibited movements, and bewitching expressions—summed up in two words: eye candy.

"Master, what are they doing?"

"This is one of the ways contemporary young people relax. Along with restless music, they sing and dance to their heart's content and make themselves happy."

A woman wearing a red dress, her face as if carved from fine jade, had her long hair coiled behind her head. A pair of beautiful legs in red high heels was exposed to the air, enough to make anyone's imagination run wild at a glance. Her red lips lightly touched her wineglass, and her pair of seductive eyes remained fixed on Qing Mo.

Looking at Qing Mo, she felt he was different from other men. The aura his entire body gave off seemed to keep people a thousand li away, and the depth in his eyes was impossible to fathom.

Liu Yurou, on the other hand, found it somewhat interesting. She also wanted to try going to the dance floor to relax, to experience the modern way. After saying a word to Qing Mo, she went off to let herself go.

Liu Yurou adapted very quickly, and relying on her fairy-like face and curvaceous figure, who knew how many gazes from men and women alike she attracted as she danced.

"Hello there, beauty!"

Amid the noisy music and shouts, Liu Yurou sensed someone approaching her with ill intent. Just as his hand was about to touch her, she deftly shifted her position and dodged the salted-pork trotter.

She planned to keep letting herself go, so she changed spots and continued having fun. Once she had played enough, she would deal with the owner of that pig trotter.

Sure enough, that pig trotter did not appear again. Just as she planned to return to the bar for something to drink before continuing to party, she heard a voice that made her very unhappy.

"Beauty, my big brother invites you over for a drink. Give him some face, yeah?"

The young man who came to invite her held a glass of wine and pointed at a booth not far from the bar. Liu Yurou followed the direction of his finger and saw a sinister-faced man leaning back against the sofa, staring at her lecherously.

"Scram!!"

Liu Yurou replied with a single emotionless word, then returned to the dance floor. Qing Mo watched everything quietly from the side.

When that young man saw the mockery in Qing Mo's eyes, then thought of how he had just been ruthlessly rejected, he went straight up to Qing Mo.

"Kid, what are you looking at?"

Qing Mo looked at that young man, the chill in his eyes not concealed in the slightest. It was as if he were looking at a dead man.

When that man saw Qing Mo's eyes, it was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, cold through his entire body. He left without even tossing out a single harsh word. Qing Mo said nothing either; in any case, once Liu Yurou had played enough, he would be finished.

"Big Brother, that woman looks down on us. She told me to scram straight away!"

"In all of Jiang City, no one dares not give the Azure Dragon Gang some face. Asking her to come drink a glass with me was already thinking highly of her! Drag her over. She's drinking this glass whether she likes it or not!"

Sitting in the center of the booth was none other than Black Dragon of the Azure Dragon Gang, the second-in-command on the surface.

When the underlings heard their big brother say this, they immediately got up and strode quickly to the dance floor, intending to drag Liu Yurou to the booth to accompany him for drinks. But they discovered that no matter how they pulled, Liu Yurou's feet were as if they had taken root in the ground, not moving an inch.

When the woman in the red dress saw this scene, she immediately stood up from her seat at the bar, had someone stop the music, and walked toward the dance floor.

Liu Yurou's good mood had been completely ground away. The killing intent in her eyes was incomparably dense. She turned to look at the men tugging at her arms and shoulders, and the murderous aura on her body instantly spread through the entire bar. Everyone present except Qing Mo felt as if they had been targeted by the God of Death.

"Black Dragon, what is the meaning of this?"

"Nothing much! I just wanted her to come drink a glass with me, but who knew she looked down on me? My little brothers had no choice but to use their hands to invite her."

"You think I don't know what scheme you're playing? Azure Dragon sent you to my place to stir up trouble, didn't he?"

Mo Yanyu saw through what trick the other party was playing at a glance. Originally, both sides had been evenly matched, but for some reason, the Azure Dragon Gang had suddenly become forceful, as if it had changed. In two months, they had successively ruined several of her venues.

Originally, Mo Yanyu and the boss of the Azure Dragon Gang had both been Houtian martial artists, but she did not know how the other party had stepped into half-step Xiantian in such a short time. Moreover, not a single person she had sent to investigate the news had returned. All of them could not be found, as if they had vanished.

"Ah!!!"

"Ah!!!"

"Ah!!!"

Just as Mo Yanyu was thinking about how to resolve tonight's matter, heart-rending screams came from the dance floor.

Everyone looked toward the dance floor. Those underlings from the Azure Dragon Gang were all rolling around while holding their arms, which had been twisted into fried dough twists. Especially the one who had earlier reached his salted-pork hand toward Liu Yurou on the dance floor—his four limbs had all been twisted into fried dough twists. His entire person fainted from the pain.

When the people from the Azure Dragon Gang saw this, they immediately stood up. Mo Yanyu also stared fixedly at Liu Yurou. She had not expected this woman, who looked so cold yet danced so wildly, to be an expert.

The people who had originally intended to watch the excitement immediately scattered and fled upon seeing this situation. After they stepped out of the bar, Liu Yurou erased this segment of their memories, which could also avoid unnecessary trouble.

"You..."

Black Dragon had just opened his mouth when Liu Yurou grabbed him by the hair and slammed him onto the wine table. When she lifted him up again, Black Dragon's entire face was covered in blood.

Everyone present was utterly stunned when they saw this scene. They had not seen Liu Yurou make any movement at all, but the facts were right before their eyes.

"Didn't you want this young lady to accompany you in drinking? Fine! Tonight, I'll let you drink your fill!"