Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 890 - 888: Movie Press Conference (Fifth Update)

Chapter 890: Chapter 888: Movie Press Conference (Fifth Update)

Swish!

King of Yin and Yang’s eyes swept towards Xiao Yifeng, sending a chilling glint along with a peculiar expression.

"Don’t be disrespectful to Master!"

Sakura Yue fixed her gaze on Xiao Yifeng and shouted, her body surged forward, launching herself at Xiao Yifeng with a palm strike aimed at him.

Xiao Yifeng’s lips curved into a playful smile as he swiftly caught Sakura Yue’s striking hand, then violently yanked and twisted.

Their bodies became tightly pressed together, with Xiao Yifeng controlling her hands, leaving her back against him and unable to move.

Sakura Yue was merely at the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm, and while she might have been able to cross hands with Xiao Yifeng before, she now stood no chance against him.

"Have you greatly improved your strength?"

King of Yin and Yang watched Xiao Yifeng, speaking indifferently.

"Thanks for the compliment! But you said you and your disciple are equally beautiful, so why insist on making yourself look like a man?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at King of Yin and Yang with an inquisitive expression.

"You ask too many questions!"

King of Yin and Yang said, and with a sweep of his right hand, countless cherry blossoms turned into a cherry blossom storm rolling toward Xiao Yifeng, emanating a terrifying aura.

Ha!

Xiao Yifeng released Sakura Yue and circulated the Nine Stars Tyrant Body Art, harnessing all his strength to throw a punch that erupted with terrifying power upon the cherry blossoms, causing them to scatter in all directions.

Bang!

Before he knew it, King of Yin and Yang appeared in front of him, and after Xiao Yifeng had dispersed all the cherry blossoms, a palm from him landed squarely on Xiao Yifeng’s chest, sending him flying backward.

Xiao Yifeng stumbled back several steps, feeling a surge of blood boiling within him as his face turned slightly pale.

"I’m sorry, Princess Your Highness!"

After pushing back Xiao Yifeng, King of Yin and Yang’s eyes moved to Princess Zi Luo, and with a gentle wave of his hand.

"Don’t!"

Liusheng Yiyi quickly spoke, but she felt powerless.

Meanwhile, everyone else in the coffee shop, including those elite bodyguards, had fallen into King of Yin and Yang’s illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

Boom!

A terrifying aura suddenly descended, and a figure appeared in the coffee shop. A powerful force surged towards King of Yin and Yang, who swiftly turned around and blocked the strike with both hands, yet he was forced to step back.

Yan Haotian’s figure emerged, hands clasped behind his back, his gaze directly fixed on King of Yin and Yang, exuding the aura of a master.

"King of Yin and Yang, I’ve long heard of your reputation, and today I finally get to meet you!"

Yan Haotian said to King of Yin and Yang in a composed manner.

"Who are you?"

King of Yin and Yang looked intently at Yan Haotian, speaking in a deep voice.

"Dragon Head of Dragon Soul!"

Four succinct words fell from Yan Haotian’s lips.

"So, it’s the boss of Dragon Soul. I didn’t expect that you would personally intervene to protect our Princess Your Highness."

King of Yin and Yang’s gaze flickered continuously.

"Princess Zi Luo is our guest in China, and as hosts, we naturally cannot allow our guest to be harmed."

Yan Haotian said calmly.

"Today, let’s see just how formidable the boss of Dragon Soul really is!"

King of Yin and Yang spoke, and his body charged straight towards Yan Haotian. His terrifying power burst forth, countless cherry blossoms falling as he unleashed his most adept technique, the Yin Yang Illusion Technique.

"Break!"

Yan Haotian’s expression remained unflinchingly determined, solemn, completely unaffected by his adversary’s Yin Yang Illusion Technique. Like the crack of thunder breaking forth from his tongue, he let out a resounding shout.

His fist erupted with tremendous power, ruthlessly blasting forward and causing the surrounding void to stir. This fearsome punch obliterated all of the cherry blossoms and continued to hurtle towards the King of Yin and Yang, whose expression subtly changed. Crossing his arms, the King conjured up a seal with his hands and swiftly cast it.

Boom!

A dull thud sounded as the King of Yin and Yang was forced to retreat repeatedly, his face slightly paling and his breath becoming chaotic.

"Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm, truly worthy of being the Dragon Head of Dragon Soul!"

The King of Yin and Yang spoke with icy indifference, and, taking Sakura Yue with him, he left the place.

As the King of Yin and Yang departed, all those present who had been entrapped in the illusion awoke one after another, their faces filled with bewilderment, totally unaware of what had just transpired.

"Princess Your Highness, I apologize for startling you!"

Yan Haotian said to Princess Zi Luo with a slight bow.

"No need to be formal, sir. Thank you for coming to my aid."

Princess Zi Luo responded, smiling.

"Dragon Head!"

Xiao Yifeng called out to Yan Haotian.

"Little Feng, I heard that you were the one who saved Princess Your Highness the last two times. I will not forget this merit; the higher-ups will surely reward you for this deed."

Yan Haotian spoke to Xiao Yifeng with an indifferent tone.

"Thanks."

Xiao Yifeng replied with a smile.

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away from the Lan Family, one of the Eight Great Families in Yanjing, three middle-aged monks dressed in robes appeared. One of them spoke, "Is the matter taken care of?"

"It’s been dealt with. Tonight, she will lure Lan Linger out for us."

Another monk replied.

"Remember, the Lan Clan is full of experts, including some from the Celestial Bings Realm. We must not take this lightly; we need to act quickly and avoid being caught by the Lan Clan, or we will be left with no choice but death."

The first monk spoke again with a solemn face.

"Understood."

The other two monks nodded in agreement before the three middle-aged monks vanished from sight.

Time trickled away bit by bit, and a new day seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. The night enveloped Xingkong, and the moonlight poured down, bathing the star-studded night sky.

In the largest exhibition hall at the Yanjing Convention and Exhibition Center, an unprecedented scene unfolded: two film press conferences were set up, both taking place simultaneously.

Zhou Xinyi looked terribly upset as she glared at Zhou Ruoxuan and uttered, "Zhou Ruoxuan, do you really mean to do this?"

"It has nothing to do with me. The date for my new film’s press conference was set long ago. Who knew you would pick the same day, and even in this same venue? Besides this hall, there’s no other space available at the convention center."

"My film’s press conference cannot be postponed, so it must proceed in this same hall. Of course, if you’re worried about embarrassment, the possibility that the stars and journalists who attend your conference won’t be as numerous as mine, you could just cancel your event."

Zhou Ruoxuan looked at Zhou Xinyi with a sneer, her eyes filled with smug satisfaction.

"You..."

Zhou Xinyi’s face changed, and her gaze flickered.

"Xinyi, shall we continue with the press conference?"

Zhou Xinyi’s new manager approached and asked her.

"Of course we should continue; proceed as normal!"

Zhou Xinyi said firmly.

"Zhou Xinyi, I believe today will be the most humiliating day for you!"

Zhou Ruoxuan sneered at Zhou Xinyi before turning away and leaving.