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It is said that everyone harbors a demon within, a dark entity locked away deep in the recesses of their hearts. Most people go through life without ever releasing it, yet there are those who manage to unleash their own demons.
Zhu Ganglie is one such person. Others may not understand him, and even Vulture is certain that not even Zhu Ganglie's father comprehends the other side of his beloved son. However, Vulture is one of the few who truly understands Zhu Ganglie.
The twisted methods he employs to torment women, his belief that money can solve everything, and the haunting images of those he has tortured—women who succumbed to humiliation and took their own lives—flash through Vulture's mind like lightning.
What terrifies Vulture most is Zhu Ganglie's inhuman abilities, a power that surpasses ordinary comprehension. Vulture himself has danced on the edge of life and death; during this era of prosperity, he once participated in a foreign mercenary group and has blood on his hands. Yet, he has never encountered a force like Zhu Ganglie's.
Shaking his head, Vulture put away the disconnected phone and picked up his binoculars to gaze at Courtyard No. 3. He muttered to himself, "Child, consider your days numbered. Unless you stay indoors, once you step out of the Golden House Courtyard, you will meet your end!"
Meanwhile, in another part of the Golden House Courtyard, Xiao Yefeng was unaware of Vulture's conversation with Zhu Ganglie. However, he was not faring well himself, as he found himself gripping a long, slender leg that was pale yet slightly short for its height.
Through the sensation at his fingertips, Xiao Yefeng could feel the delicate skin of the leg's owner. Yet at that moment, he had no time to appreciate it because just as he held onto the ankle of this beautiful leg, another leg swept toward his head with great force. If struck, Xiao Yefeng knew it would be a painful encounter.
In a hurried attempt to hold onto the ankle with his left hand while blocking with his right arm, he managed to lift the attacking leg into the air. The position between Xiao Yefeng and the woman attacking him was quite awkward; she was propped up on her arms on the sofa in a wide stance while her legs were poised to kick him. The critical point was that she wore a skirt which had been completely lifted due to her movement, exposing her lower half to Xiao Yefeng's view.
At that moment, a tall woman with a ponytail emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of green dishes. Dressed in a white dress, she stepped into the sunlight streaming through the side window, illuminating her somewhat pale face. Xiao Yefeng realized that she looked even more radiant than in her photographs; her neck was delicate and her bosom resembled jade-like white fat. Covered by her pristine dress yet partially revealed, her slender waist gave an impression of fragility.
Seeing the two in the living room in such a predicament made the woman carrying the dishes smile softly. Her smile was enchanting and captivating enough to leave Xiao Yefeng spellbound; at that moment, he felt as if he were gazing upon an ethereal being.
Finally unable to contain herself any longer, the woman whose ankles were caught by Xiao Yefeng shouted loudly, "Sister Yi Yi! Help me beat him!"
"Alright, Mei Mo'er! We were rude first, but you attacked him like this; I think it's you who should apologize," replied the woman in white dress—Liu Yiyi—while Mei Mo'er was indeed the one caught by Xiao Yefeng.
"But this pervert won't let go of me!" Mei Mo'er said, feeling so wronged that she almost wanted to cry.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" Xiao Yefeng finally snapped out of his daze from Liu Yiyi's smile. It was only after hearing Mei Mo'er's words that he remembered he was still holding onto her foot. He immediately released her and started to walk toward Liu Yiyi.
However, Mei Mo'er, who had grown accustomed to Xiao Yefeng's support, suddenly lost her balance and fell.
"Ouch!"
With a cry, Mei Mo'er tumbled off the sofa and landed on the carpet. It was then that Xiao Yefeng realized that letting go might not have been the best idea. He quickly turned around and helped Mei Mo'er up from the floor. As he did so, he took a closer look at her.
Her long hair was styled into large waves, and it was clear that she had dyed it a light wine red. She wore a cartoon short-sleeve shirt, with the big eyes of the cartoon character perfectly positioned above Mei Mo'er's chest. Although she couldn't compare to Liu Yiyi, she still looked quite cute in her own way. Below, a light blue tulle skirt covered her cartoon underwear, and her playful slippers had already been kicked off, leaving Mei Mo'er barefoot on the carpet.
Her carefully styled bangs obscured her face, and with a height difference of at least twenty centimeters between Xiao Yefeng and Mei Mo'er, he couldn't see her expression from his vantage point.
As he scanned the area, Xiao Yefeng noticed Mei Mo'er's slippers lying by the door. To show his sincerity in apologizing, he turned around to pick up the mismatched slippers and returned to Mei Mo'er’s side. He placed them neatly before her and said, "I'm sorry; I was just reacting instinctively. I apologize!"
With that, Xiao Yefeng lifted Mei Mo'er's ankle to help her put on the slippers. Unbeknownst to him, Mei Mo'er was blushing furiously; even Liu Yiyi, who had grown up with her, was taken aback because she had never seen the usually carefree Mei Mo'er display such a feminine expression.
At that moment, Liu Yiyi said, "Alright, since he's already made his intentions clear, Mei Mo'er, you should also apologize for what just happened; after all, you did ambush him."
"I'm sorry," Mei Mo'er murmured shyly in a voice barely audible to herself. She was completely flustered; this was the first time someone had touched her foot, and this man was the only one who had ever helped her put on shoes. As she tried to calm herself down, she didn’t realize that the man helping her had already walked away.
It was only when Liu Yiyi tugged at her that Mei Mo'er snapped back to reality and moved to the dining table. The three of them sat around an octagonal table, creating an awkward atmosphere. Finally, it was Liu Yiyi who broke the silence and said, "Let's introduce ourselves. I'm Liu Yiyi, a tenant in Room Three."
Liu Yiyi graciously extended her hand, and at that moment, Xiao Yefeng also reached out for a gentle handshake. He then said, "I am Xiao Yefeng, the resident of Room Ren."
Finally shaking off her shyness, Mei Mo'er replied, "I am Mei Mo'er, with 'Mei' from plum blossom and 'Mo' from bubble, the resident of Room Di."
After a simple handshake with Mei Mo'er, the three finally opened up a conversation. It was at this moment that Xiao Yefeng understood why the Two Goddesses had doubted his claim of being the resident of Room Ren when they first met.
It turned out that no man had ever stayed in the No. 3 Courtyard. In fact, not just the No. 3 Courtyard, but none of the first ten courtyards had ever housed a man. There was a rumor that any man who entered the Golden House Courtyard would be haunted by female ghosts, ultimately losing his masculinity; in other words, any man who resided there would become impotent within a month.
Of course, despite such a terrifying legend, the beauties of the Golden House Courtyard—like Mei Mo'er and Liu Yiyi—were worth the risk for these men. However, the outcome was clear: since the Two Goddesses began their university life over a year ago, no man had moved in. Even those men who thought they could take advantage of being close to these beauties by moving into Rooms Four through Ten ended up fleeing.
These wealthy young masters became silent about their experiences in the Golden House Courtyard and vowed never to speak of those matters again. Thus, the first ten courtyards of the Golden House became exclusively for women.
This arrangement preserved the reputation of the talented women’s residence, which was originally known as the Golden House Courtyard. In other words, now only eight courtyards remained open for residence, housing over a dozen talented women from distinguished families, each more stunning than the last. Some even went so far as to compile a list of goddesses associated with the Golden House Courtyard.
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