Young Master Yichen

As Ouyang Xuanxuan cried, she seemed to remember something and immediately stopped. "Save him. Right, I have to save him," she murmured.

Then, with a tremendous effort, she dragged Li Yichen's body off her car and onto the ground.

There was no helping it. Li Yichen was already six feet tall and weighed at least a hundred and sixty-five pounds.

Although Ouyang Xuanxuan was five foot seven, she had the figure of a classic beauty from South of the Yangtze: long legs, a slender waist, and a full bottom. She simply couldn't compare to a man in strength.

Panting heavily, Ouyang Xuanxuan knelt in front of Li Yichen. Only now did she have time to take a good look at the person she had hit.

She studied Li Yichen's face in the streetlight, and her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help admiring him inwardly. He's so handsome! Countless guys have pursued me, but not one was this good-looking.

Then she shook her head hard and muttered in frustration, "Ouyang Xuanxuan, what are you thinking at a time like this?"

She grabbed Li Yichen's jacket and pulled with both hands. With a ripping sound, she tore open a large section over his chest, immediately revealing his firm pecs.

But a moment later, both of them were dumbfounded.

"What's this? Is she about to molest me?" Li Yichen said with a hint of anticipation.

Ouyang Xuanxuan's face instantly reddened, and she couldn't help saying, "So big. So firm."

Only then did she realize what she had just done. Why had she torn his clothes?

"Save him. Right, I need to give him CPR." Ouyang Xuanxuan immediately found an excuse she could accept. "This is what the male lead always does when he saves the female lead on TV. I'm just copying them."

With that thought, she blushed, placed one hand over the other on Li Yichen's chest, and pressed down hard, imitating what she had seen on TV.

This feels really nice, Ouyang Xuanxuan couldn't help thinking as she pressed down with all her might.

After a dozen or so compressions, she stopped.

Then she gave Li Yichen a bashful look, seemed to steel herself, and slowly lowered her head, bringing her bright red lips toward his.

"Holy shit..." Li Yichen stared, transfixed. "I get a fucking treat like this, too?"

"Hurry... come on, hurry up!" Watching Ouyang Xuanxuan's lips hover without touching his, Li Yichen was so anxious he wanted to give her a hand.

At that crucial moment, chains rattled, and a pitch-black chain slipped around his neck from behind.

"Which bastard is ruining my fun?" Li Yichen instantly flew into a rage. What man could stand being interrupted at such a critical moment?

Yet when he turned around, ready to fight for his life, he found two figures standing behind him, one in white and one in black, both watching him with wicked grins.

"Black and White Impermanence?" Li Yichen's knees went weak, and he nearly dropped to the ground. Their images were etched deep into the bones of every Chinese person. Even Li Yichen could name them at a glance.

"Pretty boy, your allotted lifespan is over. Come with us." Black Impermanence tugged on the chain in his hand and spoke coldly.

"Seventh Lord, Eighth Lord, how could my lifespan be over? Have you two made a mistake?" Li Yichen put on a smile as he spoke, while inwardly cursing his great-grandfather up and down. He claimed he was a Ghost Emperor, on equal footing with the King of Hell. Well, now Black and White Impermanence are here. Just wait until your family line dies out!

"You even know about the Seventh and Eighth Lords, kid." Hearing how Li Yichen addressed them cheered White Impermanence up considerably.

"Of course! Everyone in the mortal world knows the great names of the Seventh and Eighth Lords. Whenever anyone mentions you two, guess what happens?" Li Yichen hurriedly laid on the flattery.

"What happens?" Both of them immediately took interest.

"Every single person gives you a thumbs-up and praises you for staying true to your principles of punishing evil and rewarding good. You never wrong an innocent person or let a villain escape." Li Yichen had truly outdone himself with this round of flattery. He had no choice—his life came first.

"Mm, mm..." Black and White Impermanence nodded repeatedly. Li Yichen's words had struck exactly the right chord, and they looked at him with considerable approval.

Black Impermanence even secretly decided to put him in the women's prison so he could thoroughly enjoy himself.

If Li Yichen had known what Black Impermanence was thinking, he wouldn't have known whether to laugh or cry. Did he really have to die today?

"Good lad. You've got a future. The Seventh Lord has high hopes for you." White Impermanence patted his shoulder approvingly and casually said, "Of course we wouldn't wrong an innocent person. What's your name? Let me check it carefully for you. We wouldn't want there to be a mistake."

"You truly are a just and honorable judge!" Li Yichen was overjoyed. Wasn't this exactly what all his effort had been for?

He hurriedly said, "My name is Li Yichen. I'm nineteen, and my ancestral home is Hebei."

"Mm." White Impermanence nodded as he listened, then repeated, "Li Yichen, nineteen, ancestral home in Hebei. Is that right?"

"That's right, that's right. What a great memory you have, Seventh Lord," Li Yichen promptly replied.

"Wait, what did you say your name was?" Black Impermanence suddenly asked in disbelief.

"Li Yichen." He was puzzled too. Surely he hadn't said it wrong? There was no way he could misremember his own name.

"Brother, he said his name is Li Yichen." Black Impermanence suddenly leaned close to White Impermanence's ear and whispered.

"What? Have you heard that name before?" White Impermanence hadn't caught on and asked in confusion.

Black Impermanence felt the urge to roll his eyes. He could only explain, "You just said the Ghost Emperor Haoran's descendant was named Li Yichen."

"I... holy shit..." Only then did White Impermanence catch on. He glanced at Li Yichen before murmuring, "Brother, why do I suddenly feel chilly all over? Could he really be the Ghost Emperor Haoran's descendant?"

"How would I know?" Black Impermanence spread his hands, then said hesitantly, "Should we ask? Maybe they just have the same name?"

"Right, let's ask." White Impermanence nodded, then turned around and put on what he considered a radiant smile.

"Well, young friend, I have a question for you," White Impermanence said, his gaze shifting evasively.

"Seventh Lord, ask whatever you like. I promise I'll tell you everything I know and hold nothing back." Li Yichen immediately patted his chest in assurance. At the same time, he wondered inwardly, What's going on? He was calling me 'kid' a moment ago. Why is it 'young friend' now?

"Then I'll ask." White Impermanence thought for a moment before saying, "Do you have relatives in the Underworld?"

"Of course. My grandfather and my great-grandmother are both down there. I burn paper offerings for them every year," Li Yichen said matter-of-factly.

"That's not what I meant." White Impermanence hurriedly interrupted him. "Let me be direct. Do you know the Ghost Emperor Haoran?"

"Yes. He's my great-grandfather. He came back just now," Li Yichen replied without thinking.

"Holy shit!" Both of them were nearly scared senseless. If they took him back, the consequences... they didn't dare imagine them.

They hurriedly bowed and said loudly, "Young Master Yichen, we've finally found you!"