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As soon as he finished speaking, four men rushed towards him. The first man swung his fist, aiming to hit him in the cheek, but Long Yi easily dodged and retaliated with a kick that struck him in a vital area!
"Ah..." The other men saw that he seemed to have some skills and exchanged glances before three of them charged at him together.
Long Yi skillfully evaded their attacks, landing blows on their vital points one after another. Within two minutes, the men were all bruised and battered, sporting black eyes and swollen faces.
One man who had been shouting from the sidelines could no longer sit still. He picked up an empty bottle from behind him and attempted to sneak up on Long Yi from behind.
Thinking he could hurt him with such a petty move was simply delusional. Before the man could even get close to Long Yi, he delivered a powerful kick that sent him flying out of the dance floor, blood spewing from his mouth as he collapsed under a chair outside.
Everyone present witnessed this kick that sent a tall man flying so far while bleeding; it was clear that Long Yi was indeed very skilled!
Misa's classmates looked at Long Yi's impressive skills with admiration.
"Please spare me! I know I was wrong; I beg you for mercy!" The men who had been beaten black and blue all knelt beside him, pleading for their lives. Faced with someone of such skill, they had no choice but to admit defeat.
Their leader was still lying on the ground, unable to get up, so they surrendered. Upon seeing this scene, Long Yi's mind involuntarily flashed with images of endless war, countless casualties everywhere, and soldiers on the city walls making their last stand against the enemy. As these thoughts crossed his mind, a sharp pain shot through his head, causing him to stagger back a few steps.
The bodyguards in the venue noticed something was off with him and immediately stepped forward to kick away the thugs. Without hesitation, they took all of them into the office. When they emerged later, those men had turned into cold corpses.
"Long Yi, what's wrong with you?" Misa gradually cleared her thoughts and noticed that he seemed unwell. She quickly went over to support him.
"I'm fine; just feeling a bit of a headache. I think I saw something just now that triggered an old issue," he replied while rubbing his temples and keeping his eyes closed.
"What did you see?" Misa asked curiously upon hearing his words.
"Nothing strange; I think we should call it a night. Let's go back," Long Yi said, not particularly fond of the environment here. He felt it was not suitable for him at all.
"Okay, let's go back!" With the situation here handed over to them to deal with, Misa bid farewell to her classmates and accompanied Long Yi back to the Yamamoto Family mansion.
“General Longze, save me... save me...” A delicate figure appeared before him, dressed in white with long hair, but from behind, she looked ethereal and beautiful.
“Who are you? Who is General Longze?” Long Yi wanted to step forward to ask this fragile and innocent woman, but the closer he got to her, the further away she seemed to retreat, repeatedly murmuring, “General Longze... save me... save me...”
Suddenly waking from the dream, Long Yi looked around at the familiar surroundings; this was indeed his room.
Disturbed by the dream, he found it impossible to fall back asleep and leaned against the headboard, pondering the scenes from his dream. Who was that woman? Why did she appear in his dream? Who was the General Longze she kept calling for? Could it be him?
Looking at the armor that belonged to him in the room, an instinct told him that his name was Long Ze. If his identity was that of a general, then how strange was that?
Which army did he belong to? Japan? Absolutely not. Could he be from China, from that ancient and mysterious Eastern capital?
Since returning from the beach that day, Wushuang continued living her life as before. During the day, she stayed obediently in the castle, staring blankly at the only blue sky visible within its walls. At night, she was always worn out by that energetic man until dawn.
The changes in Ye Zi were also significant. Every time she came to the castle, one could see the obvious hickeys on her neck. It seemed she had reconciled with Faisal. Both of them understood each other without needing words.
“Wushuang, how have you been these past few days? Has that woman come looking for trouble?” Ye Zi was still worried about her. After all, that woman was Solomon's mistress, and she feared that while their master was away, she might deliberately cause trouble for Wushuang.
Yan Wushuang smiled at Ye Zi, softly saying, “No, she has never appeared here. Don't worry; she won't come here.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the butler Band hurried over. Seeing his anxious expression, Wushuang quickly approached him: “Butler Uncle, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?”
“Miss Wushuang, quickly go back inside! The master's wife has arrived!” The bodyguards outside were currently stopping her, so he rushed over to inform her.
Upon hearing this news, Wushuang's face froze. How could she have come here?
Ye Zi felt even more anxious for Wushuang. What on earth did that woman want?
"Misses, please follow me!" The butler led Wushuang and Yezi into Rafas's study, a place she had always wanted to visit.
The butler knew this was the master's forbidden area, and no one dared to intrude. Arranging for the young ladies to be here was the safest option.
In the study, besides the two of them, there were three bodyguards watching over them. This was not a place anyone could enter casually; they had to ensure that nothing in the study was moved or lost!
Downstairs, Smith Annie brought a large pile of gifts, claiming they were meant for Yan Wushuang, but in reality, she just wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in and see what this legendary castle was like.
As the wife of Monica and the mistress of Solomon, she certainly needed to understand her husband's estate. However, those damned bodyguards had the audacity to block her at the door. If she hadn't mentioned her status as mistress, she probably wouldn't have gotten in at all!
After looking around the castle, she surprisingly didn't see that little wretch anywhere. She had intended to take this opportunity to mock her; could she have gone into hiding?
"I said come here! Where is that woman who lives here? Bring her out to see me," Smith Annie commanded haughtily, randomly grabbing a maid to ask.
"Ma'am, Miss Wushuang left early this morning with Miss Yi and hasn't returned yet," the servant replied. Everyone in the castle knew she meant trouble; they understood what kind of person Wushuang was and could see how much the master cared for her. They all knew how to respond.
Smith Annie shot a disdainful glare at the maid before unhappily ordering, "Get lost!"
She didn't believe such words. She had already done her homework before coming; Rafas had flown to New York early that morning and it was uncertain when he would return. At this critical moment, Lefas would definitely not let that woman go. How dare this lowly servant deceive her? Hmph!
The butler had already informed Mr. Mike about the situation in the castle. He believed the master was now aware of what was happening. As the butler stepped out after hanging up the phone, Shouya walked in from outside.
"Young Master Shouya, the lady is in the living room!" The butler said respectfully in his ear and also informed him about Wushuang and Yezi's situation.
Shouya nodded knowingly. The bodyguards protecting the castle had already notified the base, and Faisal happened to be absent, so he had to come personally. He wasn't particularly fond of dealing with that woman who called herself a lady.
Upon entering the living room, he saw the same woman dressed provocatively sitting on a luxurious sofa, looking very dissatisfied with what the servants had brought her.
"Isn't this Miss Smith? No, it should be 'Madam!'" Shouya walked in with his signature smile and sat down in the seat opposite her.
Seeing that it was her, Smith Annie was somewhat surprised, but she had expected it. Their group shared a brotherly bond, and his presence here meant that the woman must also be in the castle.
"What are you doing here? As far as I know, Lefas seems to have gone to New York!" Annie glanced at him arrogantly. She had to admit that he was indeed quite to her taste.
The butler brought Shouya his usual favorite coffee. Dressed in white, Shouya picked up the rich and aromatic coffee on the table and elegantly savored it, seemingly ignoring what she had just said.
His disregard for her presence instantly ignited a surge of anger in Smith Annie. She glared at her coffee cup, causing it to make a loud "bang" sound: "Did you hear what I said? I am Lefas's wife. Do you really think so little of me?"
Shouya leisurely set down his coffee cup, elegantly leaned back on the sofa, and looked at her with one leg crossed: "It's not that I don't think highly of you; it's that I've never thought of you at all!"
"You... do you dare say that in front of Lefas? He won't let you off!" Smith Annie was truly infuriated by the man before her. This damn bastard was even worse than Faisal. She was sure that Lefas would uphold their public relationship and would definitely stand by her side.
"Hahaha..." Shouya laughed heartily at her words: "Do you really think that just because Lefas married you, you are someone important? Even if Lefas and Sharl were here, I would still say the same thing!"
"You... fine, you're bold. We'll see about this!" Smith Annie angrily grabbed her handbag, shot him a fierce glare, and strode out. It wasn't until she left the castle that she suddenly remembered her purpose for coming today.
Having been so enraged by that guy earlier that she had thrown reason out the window, if she wanted to go back now, she certainly wouldn't be able to keep a straight face. The bodyguards might not even let her back in.
Damn Shouya, she would remember this debt!
With just a few words, Shouya had driven that woman away, allowing Wushuang and Yezi to safely exit from the study. Upon seeing that it was him who had come, they smiled gratefully at him: "Thank you, Brother Shouya. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what would have happened today."
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