The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 91: Post Acquired Peak Master_1

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Post Acquired Peak Master_1

Fu Meiting saw that Zhang Xian dared not walk too close to her. As they were surrounded by people and had nowhere to retreat to, she couldn’t help but laugh.

This little guy was pretty interesting, refusing to take advantage of the opportunities right in front of him.

"Elder Sister Meiting, twisting and turning around doesn’t seem to be very exciting. How about I go sit somewhere while you do your thing here?" Zhang Xian awkwardly laughed.

"No can do. It’s not interesting without you." Fu Meiting said while laughing seductively, "I prefer dancing with you. It’s more fun that way. Without you, it feels off no matter how I dance."

"How can it be off?"

"It just does. I want you to accompany me."

With no other choice, Zhang Xian grit his teeth and reluctantly went along with it. He wanted to see what this gal was up to.

Now that he knew Fu Meiting had some sort of motive, he decided to adapt a strategy of offense as the best defense. He looked forward to see what tricks this lady could play.

Or perhaps, he could take the offense as his defense, and take advantage of the situation.

With a mischievous smile, he suddenly reached out to wrap his arm around Fu Meiting’s waist, slowly sliding his hand downward. When he reached her hip, he gave it a hard squeeze, "Goodness, Elder Sister Meiting, you sure have a plump bottom!"

"Ah..." Fu Meiting was momentarily taken aback, but she quickly laughed it off, "Naughty boy, you would go straight for my bottom."

"So, do you want me to be naughtier?" Zhang Xian’s eyebrows shot up in a lewd expression.

"You... you’re really annoying." Fu Meiting was seemingly nervous.

Zhang Xian’s sharp eyes didn’t miss Fu Meiting’s subtle change. He found out that she also had a bottom line and immediately got cocky, "Elder Sister, your bottom is really nice."

Fu Meiting’s smile remained, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes, afraid that Zhang Xian would take his actions further.

"Ah, this is really comfortable." Zhang Xian murmured as he continued to caress her.

Zhang Xian, stimulated by the softness before him, gradually began to loosen up. His wandering hand started to sneakily move towards the hem of her dress.

"Stop it." Fu Meiting rolled her eyes at Zhang Xian and hopped away while elegantly rebuking him, "All you men can think about is taking advantage of us women, not a single good one among you."

"Oh, Elder Sister, you really are funny." Zhang Xian feigned disgust.

It seemed like she was the one tempting him first, so how did it suddenly turn into him being the bad guy? At the very least, he had to take advantage of the situation.

Seeing Zhang Xian about to approach her once again, with that lascivious expression on his face, Fu Meiting retreated while laughing, "naughty boy, you have to take responsibility, oh!"

Zhang Xian asked, "Take responsibility for what?"

"Of course it’s responsibility to marry me!" Fu Meiting suddenly stopped, laughed, and said, "Do you dare?"

Zhang Xian hesitated. Even though Fu Meiting was stunning, something about the situation didn’t feel right. If they were to actually get involved, her demand for him to take responsibility wasn’t a joke.

Fu Meiting saw Zhang Xian’s hesitation and couldn’t help but laugh triumphantly. "What, do you think I’m not good enough for you?"

"How could that be!" Zhang Xian instantly approached her and pulled her into his arms.

He couldn’t rush things, but this woman should have no problem with him taking some liberties? After working hard all day, he couldn’t allow his efforts to go to waste. He had to take some advantage or she might think he’s a pushover.

"This jerk..." Fu Meiting seemed irritated.

Zhang Xian appeared to be thirsty, but despite all the touching, he did not seem to have any intention to push the boundaries further.

Deep down, she did not want Zhang Xian to go any further, afraid that it would lead to losing her body to him. On the other hand, in terms of her mission’s perspective, she wanted Zhang Xian to push further so that she could firmly grasp his heart.

She was a little bit confused. Given the situation where Zhang Xian was holding and touching her so freely, how could he still remain so calm?

If this situation continued, the final result would be that she would not be able to win over Zhang Xian’s heart. However, her body would have already been thoroughly groped by Zhang Xian.

"Are you enjoying yourself? Have you touched enough?"

A figure suddenly appeared on the dance floor, coldly looking at Zhang Xian.

The noise in the bar was so loud that Zhang Xian did not notice at first. Feeling a chill, he turned his head to look and was startled, "You... why are you here?"

"Isn’t it you who should be explaining to me?" Mo Shaoyun held back her anger and asked coldly.

Back at home, she received a call saying that Zhang Xian was seen entering a bar with a woman. After hanging up, she rushed to the bar and was greeted with this scene.

Xiao Nan’s expression was also very cold, as if longing to devour Zhang Xian right there.

Zhang Xian hurriedly let go of Fu Meiting, feeling extremely awkward. It was inappropriate for him to be flirting with another woman within the timeframe he’d agreed to spend with Mo Shaoyun.

"Why would you let me go? Weren’t you embracing me tightly just now?" Fu Meiting looked at Mo Shaoyun smugly, "or shall we change locations? It’s a little too noisy here."

Mo Shaoyun looked at Zhang Xian, feeling like she was about to burst into tears. But her strong character did not allow her to cry, not in front of Zhang Xian.

This was the first time she had seen her man ogling another woman. The feeling was heart-wrenching, tearing her apart.

"Well, Elder Sister Meiting, you should go first." Zhang Xian forced a smile.

"So, you really want me to leave?" Fu Meiting asked in return.

"Yes, you go first. I have some matters to deal with." Zhang Xian nodded without giving Fu Meiting another glance.

Even though he had no favourable feelings towards Mo Shaoyun, compared to Fu Meiting, Mo Shaoyun unequivocally held a heavier weight in his heart. At least, he still hadn’t figured out whether Fu Meiting was friend or foe.

"Well, I’ll be going first, then!" After Fu Meiting finished laughing, she turned to Mo Shaoyun and Xiao Nan, "You two, I’m leaving first, excuse me."

Mo Shaoyun and Xiao Nan didn’t pay any attention to Fu Meiting, they just kept glaring coldly at Zhang Xian.

The surrounding crowd seemed to sense that the atmosphere was a bit off. Although they were amazed by Mo Shaoyun’s beauty, almost instinctively they stepped back a bit, creating an open space.

"Let’s get out of here." Zhang Xian scratched his head and started walking outside.

Once he reached the BMW M6 parked outside, he sat on the hood and said, "I admit what I did today was excessive and I didn’t keep my word, but it doesn’t mean I don’t have my own matters."

"Move." Mo Shaoyun said coldly.

"Uh, what...?"

"I told you to move. Don’t block my car." Mo Shaoyun stated frostily.

Zhang Xian gave a wry smile, quickly got up and moved himself out of the way.

Mo Shaoyun got in her car and revved the BMW M6, swiftly disappearing down the street.

Zhang Xian was puzzled. Why didn’t she say anything before leaving? Shouldn’t she have shouted at him and laid out some rules or something?

Before, Mo Shaoyun had always been strong-willed, acting aloof towards him. Today, she abruptly left without a word, something that made him puzzled, as if Mo Shaoyun’s personality had suddenly changed.

...

In a certain street in TianDu City, inside a Mercedes-Benz car.

Fu Meiting held the wheel with one hand and a cellphone in the other, saying, "Boss, our plan needs to change. Zhang Xian is very strong, the people I called upon were beaten quite badly."

"Is that guy actually a high-level practitioner?"

"Yes, he easily beat ten of them. He’s probably only second to a few of the best hands under your command."

"I never saw this coming. Wu Que told me that Zhang Xian was just a commoner, I thought he was just like any other person."

"What should I do now?"

"How’s the progress of your mission? Has it had any effect?"

"Boss, I’m a bit worried. Zhang Xian is the kind of person who’s unassuming until he suddenly explodes, then he becomes terrifying."

"If it really doesn’t work out, then forget about it. I can’t have you compromise yourself over such a tiny matter. Just do what you can. There are other paths for us to take."

...

Zhang Xian didn’t drive here and he doesn’t have a car. Seeing Mo Shaoyun and Xiao Nan leave without looking back, he had no choice but to flag down a taxi.

Upon returning to Sishui Street and after paying the taxi fare, he was about to enter his house when his brow suddenly furrowed.

Not far off, three middle-aged men dressed in casual attire were approaching, each carrying a wooden baton. They moved with steady strides, maintaining consistent pace; it was clear they were martial arts practitioners.

"Zhang Xian?" The man leading the group asked as they halted.

"Correct." Zhang Xian smiled and asked, "By your accents, you guys aren’t locals, where are you from?"

The middle-aged man’s face shifted, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he suddenly brandished his baton and charged at Zhang Xian. The other two men followed, rushing forward in sync with their leader.

Judging from their speed and their seamless coordination, these men were far from ordinary. Indeed, they belonged to the class of experts.

"Hmm, quite strong indeed!"

Zhang Xian was slightly surprised inside. He quickly caught one of the incoming batons, swung it aside to block another, then suddenly shot out his right leg, aiming for one man’s head.

These men were not inferior in speed or explosive power. Judging their abilities by the standards of Ancient Martial Arts Practitioners, they were at the peak of the Post Acquired Realm, just a step away from Innate Realm.

He himself, on the other hand, was barely stronger than an ordinary Innate practitioner, given he was only at Tier Five of Body Refinement Realm.

"Such speed." The middle-aged man was taken aback, trying to evade.

However, the kick suddenly accelerated, striking him squarely in the chest, launching him backwards. He skidded several meters before coming to a stop, filled with fright.

The kick carried a force easily over four or five hundred pound-force.

"You’re pretty strong, but the three of you can’t take me down." After kicking one man away, Zhang Xian quickly moved towards the others. His speed was frightening.

Entering Innate Realm was an entirely different dimension from the Post Acquired Peak stage. Despite only being a step apart, the gap between the two realms widened exponentially. Five practitioners in the Post Acquired level might not be a match for even one person in Innate realm.

"You..." The other middle-aged man retreated, but his speed couldn’t match Zhang Xian’s. As he attempted to turn around, a punch with the force of a gale was already speeding towards him.

Struck by the enormous force, his body uncontrollably spun mid-air before finally crashing to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Retreat..." The remaining middle-aged man sensed something wrong and, without any hesitation, turned and ran away.

The other two men also ran with remarkable speed, without looking back.

Zhang Xian wanted to chase after them. Those three men were clearly no ordinary persons. He wanted to know who had set them against him, even being able to send three martial artists in the peak of the Post Acquired realm at once.

"Swoosh, swoosh..." Suddenly, the sound of bullets whizzing through the air reached his ears.

Zhang Xian’s advancing foot abruptly stopped. After a few quick nimble moves, he dove into a nearby alley. Simultaneously, bullets rained down where he just stood seconds ago, causing dust to fly all about.