Tch, that guy knew perfectly well that Xuan Zhe was trouble, yet he said nothing about his abilities, only that he had money in his pockets.
People had no idea how powerful he was. The first wave went down, and the second still charged in brimming with confidence. The second wave fell, and a third came charging. Wave after wave-if this didn't kill him, it would drive him mad.
Xuan Zhe clenched his fists and looked into the distance. Omiya Moto, that damned **. I never thought you'd stoop to something this dirty. Fine. Just fine.
"Why don't you hide out at my place for now?"
Yoshiko Kawashima looked at Xuan Zhe as she asked.
She had another scheme in mind-coax him home first. Once he crossed her threshold, what happened next would no longer be up to Xuan Zhe.
Just thinking about how she would soon have him made Yoshiko Kawashima feel so good she could hardly describe it. Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.
She had already made up her mind. She and this man had to be together. It had to happen.
Xuan Zhe knew nothing of her little schemes. He simply felt that he really did need somewhere to lie low, so he went with her.
The instant the door was kicked open, the whole room shook.
The look in Yoshiko Kawashima's eyes had changed. She stared at Xuan Zhe as though she were on drugs. A chill ran down his back-this woman didn't think like normal people. From the look of things, she clearly intended to have something happen between them. No. Absolutely not. I have to hold the line.
She advanced step by step, her whole body spelling out one message: either you take me, or I take you.
Xuan Zhe could only keep backing away. One