Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 192 - 192 192 Wushuang's Decision

192: 192: Wushuang’s Decision 192: 192: Wushuang’s Decision “Because I’m your husband,” Tang Feng couldn’t help but want to laugh upon seeing the astonished look on the Witch Clan beauty’s face.

“Tang Feng, I admit I underestimated you, and I apologize.

Can you let me go?” Wu Qingyun didn’t know how much she regretted it.

She had been excited about her cleverness before, but now all that was left was fear.

“Apologize?

No, it’s too late.” Tang Feng subconsciously wanted to make his move, and Wu Qingyun was frightened to tears.

Tang Feng was somewhat dumbfounded.

How could the woman who looked so domineering cry at the drop of a hat?

“Alright, I was just scaring you.

Who asked you to lay your hands on me, and even use a knife?

If my bones weren’t tough, wouldn’t I have a broken hand by now?” said Tang Feng.

“I didn’t expect it to come to this, it’s too late to stop now.

Besides, who told you to keep holding onto someone and not let go?”

“Nonsense, who would let go of a great beauty once they have them in their arms?” Tang Feng rolled his eyes.

…

“You’re breaking the law.

This is coercion,” Wu Qingyun said incredulously.

“I haven’t done anything yet.

But are you reminding me?” Tang Feng directly pinned her down, their cheeks inches apart.

“Don’t,” Wu Qingyun surrendered immediately, her demeanor truly pitiable.

“Turning away a pig that comes knocking on my door would indeed be stupid of me.” Tang Feng was about to act when Wu Qingyun, angry and anxious, fainted.

No way, she faints that easily?

Tang Feng shook his head with a wry smile.

He called someone to deliver breakfast to Tang Wushuang’s room, then lay down to wait for Wu Qingyun to wake up.

It wasn’t long before the door was kicked open,

A young man in his twenties stormed in.

Seeing the two lying there, his eyes shot fire, “Qing’er, I’m here to save you.” The young man went to hug his sister, but his hand was caught, and Tang Feng sat up.

“She’s my wife.

No one but me is allowed to touch her.”

Wu Pan laughed, “You little brat dare to take my sister?”

“Nonsense, why wouldn’t I take someone delivered to my door?” Tang Feng laughed too.

“Alright then, continue,” Wu Pan said, knowing from the moment Tang Feng grabbed his hand that he was far inferior to him.

Since Tang Feng was interested in his sister, he might as well allow it.

Following such a man, his sister wouldn’t be at a loss.

“Brother, how could you do this?” Wu Qingyun woke up at that moment and, with a flash, finally managed to escape Tang Feng’s grasp.

“Will you still be careless in the future?

Don’t underestimate others; Brother Tang spared you this time,” Wu Pan said, helpless against his own sister.

He didn’t want to bring her along initially, but she had secretly followed, and acted on her own without his approval.

He had learned of Tang Feng’s prowess, which was incredibly strong.

The changes in the past six months were nothing short of astounding.

It was no injustice for his sister to fall into his hands.

“Brother, no matter what, I’m still your sister.

Won’t you teach him a lesson for me?” Wu Qingyun was truly afraid of Tang Feng.

“I’m no match for him, and I’m afraid this mission will not be completed,” Wu Pan said helplessly.

“How is that possible?

Brother, you are the number one expert of the Witch Clan.”

“Silly girl, what does that count for?

There’s always someone better, and I dare not care too much,” Wu Pan said.

“So we’re just going to let him off like that?” Wu Qingyun was furious thinking about how Tang Feng had held and embraced her.

She had never suffered such a loss in her life.

“Let’s go.

If we don’t leave now, we might really end up staying,” Wu Pan could tell that Tang Feng would truly do it.

Wu Qingyun really dared not say anything more, and after giving Tang Feng a fierce glare, she swung her little pink fist.

“You wait, little stinker, I’ll definitely get my revenge, hmph!” she huffed.

“Anytime, but next time we meet, don’t even think about running away, since I happen to need someone to warm my bed,” Tang Feng laughed.

“This kid is quite amusing.

Little sister, I think he’s right.

Do you remember what the Witch God said?

Soon Earth will fall into chaos, and the global death toll will surpass one-third, meaning only two-thirds will survive.

It’s a sign of disaster,” Wu Pan said.

“I almost forgot about that.

Brother, let’s hurry.

We need to prepare well for this time,” Wu Qingyun regained her confidence.

“Little sister, listen, if something happens, you must go find Tang Feng.

I think he will protect you,” Wu Pan said very seriously.

“Brother, I got it,” Wu Qingyun did not truly hate Tang Feng; she was merely a bit angry that he didn’t know how to be gentle with women.

“Brother, I got it,” Wu Qingyun did not truly hate Tang Feng; she was merely a bit angry that he didn’t know how to be gentle with women.

That was probably for the best, saving her from a heart filled with fear.

However, Tang Feng was greatly disappointed with the Tang Sect of Chuanchong.

Such a significant event had occurred, “an interesting pair of siblings.” Tang Feng heard their conversation.

Who was this so-called Witch God, and what was the crisis it spoke of?

Unfortunately, Tang Feng did not hear much useful information.

He asked for a room change and went to see Tang Wushuang, who was eating breakfast, seemingly unaware of what had happened across the way.

He wondered why no one from their family had come over, unsure of what they were thinking.

Did they want to assess Tang Feng’s strength, or were they afraid of the Witch Clan?

This visit to the Tang Sect turned out to be quite disappointing, but Tang Feng understood afterwards that perhaps this was why the Tang Sect had not become a hidden family.

Located in the heart of Chuanchong, a family that wishes to persist through the ages yet lacks the ambition to progress is both lamentable and sad.

“Little auntie, how’s the taste?” he asked.

“Not bad.

Let’s go to the Tang Sect today.

I think I want to go back in a couple of days.” Tang Wushuang’s unexpected attack, had it not been for Tang Feng, would likely have not left her sitting here having breakfast.

“If they don’t come to pick us up, I really don’t want to go.”

“Xiao Feng, let it be, they are the legitimate lineage after all,” Tang Wushuang stated, a typical show of acquiescence.

Tang Feng shook his head and chuckled bitterly.

“Little auntie, remember, strength reigns supreme at all times.

If I wasn’t strong enough, do you think they would have let me help?” Tang Feng said.

“You’re right, little auntie will listen to you, whatever decisions you make,” Tang Wushuang was also a strong woman.

She respected the Tang Sect out of innate defiance, not because she was really submissive.

“Little auntie, let’s go out for a walk later, I heard the hotpot here is not bad.

It’d be a shame to come here and not try it,” Tang Feng smiled.

“Sure,” Tang Wushuang batted her eyes and said with a smile, “I’m entrusting myself to you, so you’d better protect me well.”

Tang Feng swallowed hard, lured by that expression.

She was so beautiful.

Why did she have to be my little auntie, what a cruel world.

The most speechless thing in life is when you can see but not have.

But this thought was fleeting, “Little auntie, rest assured, with me here, you need not worry.”

“Mhm, I feel so safe by your side.” Tang Wushuang had never felt so at peace before; she startled herself.

There was a moment when she thought she might have found her haven.

Tang Feng did not know if it was an illusion, but Tang Wushuang’s playful look for that moment had a touch of coquettish charm, which was enchanting.

“Little auntie, how many men have you charmed over the years?” Tang Feng sighed.

“What are you talking about, little stinker?

I’m not like this in front of others,” Tang Wushuang gave him a look, grabbed her bag, and flicked her hair, “What are you staring at?

Let’s go.”

Tang Feng shivered, captivated.

She was a mature woman, every little gesture affecting one’s Divine Sense, and she was not even trying.