My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 920 Mutual Harm

Chapter 920: Chapter 920 Mutual Harm

"Hehe, take it slow, at least give them time to inform those two Seven-star Martial Masters."

Tian Yuan smiled strangely, "Remember to hide some strength, otherwise when they realize we’re Eigh-star Martial Masters, they’ll be too scared to show up, and we’ll have come in vain."

"Understood."

Wang Chen nodded. As soon as the words fell, he leapt off the rooftop, descending toward the window of the Sky-class suite.

"Tang Xin, hmph, dare to oppose the Ming Group? Even if you’re a genius, we will surely stifle you in the cradle."

Tian Yuan didn’t move immediately, instead lowering his gaze to Wang Chen descending, dismissively muttering to himself.

Once Wang Chen landed stably, Tian Yuan followed with a suave leap off the rooftop.

Wang Chen landed softly on the windowsill like a swallow, then slammed his palm against the window directly.

As long as he could save Ling Shengtian, he and Tian Yuan would have nothing to fear in Songlan City. So, he deliberately made a loud noise and prepared to charge out with Ling Shengtian.

"Damn you."

Mo Liuye, just in meditation inside the suite, was startled by the sound of shattering glass. Shocked, he leapt up furiously, slamming a sofa in front of him, shouting angrily, "You bastards dare to disturb me again; you think I don’t have a temper?"

Wang Chen, who shattered the glass, was startled by the roar. His expression turned grim; he didn’t expect Tang Xin’s men to be guarding Ling Shengtian inside the suite. This was just right, directly...

Before Wang Chen could react, he felt a surge of powerful Qi rushing at him, followed by a sofa flying toward him, changing his expression drastically as he hastily gathered Qi to defend.

"Bang"

A muffled sound echoed, catching Wang Chen off guard as he elegantly landed. He was blasted off the windowsill by the sofa imbued with strong Qi, descending toward the ground.

"Ah..."

Wang Chen’s expression changed dramatically, shouting in shock; he never dreamed he’d be blasted away at first sight, and even worse, falling downstairs.

This was unlike previously jumping down or falling along the wall like Mo Liuye; he was blasted away with no leverage or support for his body.

"Old Wang."

Descending from above, Tian Yuan saw Wang Chen inexplicably flying out, his expression changing, calling out.

"Help me."

Seeing he was about to fall, Wang Chen cried out in terror; even an Eigh-star Martial Master would be flattened from such a height.

"Catch."

Tian Yuan threw his belt, allowing Wang Chen to grab it. Simultaneously, he landed on the windowsill.

"Pull me up."

Grabbing the belt, Wang Chen shouted loudly.

"Coming."

Tian Yuan pulled hard upward, and Wang Chen’s body flew back to the windowsill.

"What happened to you? Why jump off the building?"

Once Wang Chen was pulled up, Tian Yuan looked confusedly at his old partner.

"Bullshit, I was ambushed."

Wiping cold sweat, Wang Chen replied irritably, "There’s someone inside, be careful. Dared to ambush me, I must kill him."

With that, Wang Chen charged into the suite first.

Inside the room, Mo Liuye was furious, thinking Tang Ming’s men found him and were sent to disturb his cultivation.

Seeing the opponent wasn’t alone and not weak, Mo Liuye dared not be careless, quickly engaging.

"Eigh-star Martial Master?"

As Wang Chen and Mo Liuye engaged, they couldn’t help but exclaim simultaneously.

Wang Chen was shocked by Mo Liuye’s strength, cursing internally about the intelligence failure. Damn, Tang Xin had an Eigh-star Martial Master, and at peak level; it could potentially lead to his death.

Mo Liuye was similarly shocked; although Shura previously mentioned Tang Ming had two Seven-star Martial Masters as bodyguards, now engaging revealed genuine Eigh-star Martial Masters, and two at that. Even if his cultivation exceeded one of them slightly, facing two could risk serious injury.

Seeing Wang Chen falling behind, Tian Yuan ignored the shock and immediately joined the battle.

Three Eigh-star Martial Masters thus began fighting fiercely, amusingly convinced each other was Tang Ming’s, coupled with simmering rage, leading to the battle turning intense rapidly.

None spoke; they fought to the death directly.

The suite was filled with Qi scattering. Many furniture were damaged, walls began cracking, and the commotion startled the entire hotel.

The security department quickly noticed the situation in the Sky-class suite; watching the monitor’s footage while frantically calling Chen Cang to report.

The Sky-class suite’s monitoring area was meant to oversee Ling Shengtian’s actions. Mo Liuye’s quick infiltration along with his black-robed disguise and lights-off meant security hadn’t noticed his entry.

But now, with the intense fight inside, sparks flew and items scattered, alerting security to the anomaly.

Upon receiving the call, Chen Cang immediately analyzed it was beyond his control, decisively calling Xin Badao and Chu Batian, informing them of a masterful attack at Jun Tianhao Hotel and requesting their masters send backup.

The mixed battle inside the suite was fierce, the three fought tirelessly, anxious for the same reason.

Initially, Mo Liuye hadn’t considered Tang Ming and company at all. His secretive cultivation aimed to avoid disturbance; should he be discovered, he’d simply eliminate intruders one by one.

Yet now, to his surprise, Tang Ming’s side had two Eigh-star Martial Masters, evenly matched with him. If Tang Ming’s reinforcements arrived, it would be dangerous.

Tian Yuan and Wang Chen thought similarly; they initially believed their Eigh-star Martial Master cultivation allowed them to roam Songlan City unhindered. Now learning Tang Ming had an Eigh-star peak Martial Master stationed, alongside intel showing two Seven-star Martial Masters, should Tang Ming’s forces converge, their lives would be at stake.

Each thought the others were Tang Ming’s, worried about Tang Ming’s forces arriving, thus holding a desire for quick resolution, leading to their ferocious battle.

But... the three engaged, unable to win decisively, swiftly suffering injuries. If prolonged without Tang Ming’s reinforcements, they might end in mutual destruction, truly unable to escape.

Mo Liuye, growing faint-hearted, moved toward the windowsill, intending to break out and leave this trouble spot. But unexpectedly, the enemies pursued closely, seemingly denying his escape.