C88 He Massacred the Emperor Bath City

"Zhang Xiaoyu, the time has come for you to decide!"

"Three million is no small sum. In three months, you could secure not just your and your mother's lives, but also a future free from worry."

Old Dog Wang, growing impatient with Zhang Xiaoyu's silence, pressed her.

He thought his offer was more than generous.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hesitation was, to him, a slight.

"No, Lin has been our savior. I can't betray him or Director Ann!"

Zhang Xiaoyu bit her red lips defiantly.

"You won't betray Lin Chen and Ann Lan?"

"Do you and your mother want to die?"

Old Dog Wang snapped.

"Master Dog, I beg you, spare Lin and Director Ann. They're good people."

"If it's me you want, I can take care of you. I mean it."

Zhang Xiaoyu pleaded with Old Dog Wang, her body quivering.

"You would take care of me?"

"Zhang Xiaoyu, oh Zhang Xiaoyu, you surprise me."

"You're willing to risk both your and your mother's lives to aid Lin Chen and Ann Lan."

"Now, that's intriguing."

Old Dog Wang's anger turned to a mocking laugh.

He paused, a sly look crossing his face, and added, "What if I told you..."

"That I want both you and Ann Lan?"

At those words, the despair in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes deepened.

With Old Dog Wang rejecting her plea, she saw no choice but to offer her life in gratitude for Lin Chen's lifesaving kindness to her and her mother.

Zhang Xiaoyu softly closed her eyes, her delicate hand gripping the fruit knife shaking.

As she braced to slash her neck, a familiar voice gently reached her ears.

"Xiaoyu, put the knife down."

At the sound, Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes flew open, and she quickly looked toward the voice.

She saw Lin Chen and Sun Qing'er approaching from behind the door's wine cabinet.

Upon seeing Lin Chen, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't hesitate; she dropped the knife and ran into his arms.

Holding Zhang Xiaoyu's frail, trembling body, Lin Chen looked on with a mix of emotions.

For him, whether it was saving Zhang Xiaoyu or her mother, it was nothing more than a simple gesture.

But what of Zhang Xiaoyu herself?

She would rather sacrifice her own life than betray him and Ann Lan.

"Damn it, who gave you permission to barge into my room?"

Old Dog Wang's eyes simmered with anger upon seeing Lin Chen and Zhang Xiaoyu together.

He had spent so much effort trying to convince Zhang Xiaoyu, only for her to end up in the arms of another man in an instant.

It irked him deeply.

The two girls beside him noticed Old Dog Wang's fury and their eyebrows arched in response.

Rising to their feet, they headed for the door and barked at the bodyguards outside, "Hey Zhang, are you blind?"

"Who let strangers in while Master Dog is handling important matters?"

Lin Chen gently tapped Zhang Xiaoyu on the shoulder.

Then he turned to Sun Qing'er and commanded, "Qing'er, take them out."

Take us out?

The two girls halted, their heavily made-up faces twisting into sneers.

Did this kid really think he was somebody?

On Master Dog's turf, ordering a girl to take them out? They were clueless about the danger they were in!

"Kid, do you even know whose territory this is..."

The two girls didn't get to finish their sentence. Sun Qing'er, in her black high heels, didn't hesitate for a moment.

Clutching a pink dagger, she let loose two streaks of chilling light.

The next second, the two girls clutched their necks, their eyes wide with disbelief as they looked at Lin Chen and Sun Qing'er.

They couldn't fathom that on Master Dog's turf, this despicable couple would actually dare to kill!

"Are you Lin Chen?"

Old Dog Wang, witnessing the death of his two favorites, showed not a trace of sorrow.

He shuddered, staring at Lin Chen with a mix of fear and surprise.

"Looks like you're not as foolish as I thought."

Lin Chen released Zhang Xiaoyu and responded to Old Dog Wang with an impassive face.

"You have the nerve to be this bold on my turf? You're asking for death!"

"Zhang, get in here and finish him off!"

"And leave the girls; I want to defile them right in front of this cur's dead body!"

Old Dog Wang's eyes narrowed into slits as he thundered at the bodyguards by the door.

After a brief pause, he turned his sinister gaze back to Lin Chen and sneered, "Kid, after you're gone, it won't just be them—it'll be your pregnant wife too."

"I'll make sure she gets to savor the experience of being 'appreciated' by thousands!"

Upon hearing Old Dog Wang's vile words, Sun Qing'er at his side let out a sigh, her eyes filled with pity for the wretched man.

Of all the people to mess with, he had to go after Lin Chen's wife. This guy was truly digging his own grave.

"Those goons outside have all been taken care of by yours truly."

"Now, I'm giving you the chance to call for help. If they can't stop me..."

"You're going to have a very bad end!"

A chilling glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes as he spoke ominously to Old Dog Wang.

Before Old Dog Wang could utter a response, several silver needles whizzed into his abdomen.

As the needles pierced him, Old Dog Wang was horrified to realize he couldn't feel his lower body at all.

It was as if his entire body was rooted to the spot, immobile except for his upper half.

"Lin Chen, I swear I'll rip you to shreds!"

Despite the terror gripping him, especially knowing all his bodyguards had been dispatched, Old Dog Wang suppressed his fear.

He bellowed at Lin Chen and then frantically started calling for reinforcements on his phone.

"Qing'er, take Xiaoyu to the inner room to rest."

Lin Chen dismissed Old Dog Wang and turned to Sun Qing'er.

Old Dog Wang had already crossed a line by forcing Zhang Xiaoyu's father to sell her to the bathhouse.

But to dare covet his wife? That was utterly unforgivable!

If that was how it was going to be, then it was time to cleanse the Emperor Bath City in blood.

"Yes, Young Master."

Sun Qing'er nodded, then gently led Zhang Xiaoyu toward the room.

She understood that Lin Chen's actions were not only to protect them but also to spare Zhang Xiaoyu from witnessing the gruesome scene that was about to unfold.

Lin Chen waited inside for a few minutes, and soon after, dozens of Emperor Bath City's bodyguards and security staff came charging, machetes in hand, their presence menacing.

And as if that weren't enough, Old Dog Wang's other henchmen were also converging on the location at breakneck speed.

"Who the hell dares to stir up trouble in our Emperor Bath City? Are you asking for death?"

The two security guards at the forefront, electric batons in hand, were the first to enter the room, barking orders loudly. Yet, upon laying eyes on Lin Chen and the two lifeless bodies on the floor, their eyes bulged in utter bewilderment.

"Considering you just showed me the way," Lin Chen said, his voice cool and detached, "stand aside and behave, and you might just save your skins."

At his words, the guards' faces paled, realizing they had been thoroughly betrayed. They turned desperately to Master Dog, stammering out an explanation. "Master Dog, we had no idea he was here to stir up trouble. That's why we..."

They didn't get to finish. Old Dog Wang cut in with a chilling tone, "Better start planning your funerals now. Otherwise, once this kid's dead, you won't even have that chance."

The guards shivered, fear creeping into their eyes. Lin Chen paid them no mind, striding to the doorway to face the menacing crowd of bodyguards and security staff. With no further ado, he sprang into action.

He was a tiger unleashed, plunging into the throng in a heartbeat. His fist, clenched tight, hammered into a bodyguard with such force that the man's towering frame was sent flying, his chest caving in.

Lin Chen nimbly dodged a swinging machete and unleashed a furious onslaught. The bodyguards and security staff barely had time to react before Lin Chen's merciless blade slashed across their throats.

In mere minutes, the floor was strewn with casualties. Old Dog Wang's reinforcements, his strongest lackeys, some even cultivators, arrived. But even they fell like dominoes under Lin Chen's formidable might.

The two guards at the door, witnessing the carnage, shook with intensified terror. Lin Chen, who seemed nothing more than a carefree rich kid, was in truth a harbinger of death.

Reflecting on the recent exchange between Old Dog Wang and Lin Chen, a glint of joy sparkled in their eyes.

Since Lin Chen had no intention of ending their lives, why not lend him a hand?

If they could just take out Old Dog Wang for good, their own survival was assured.

Exchanging a knowing glance, they casually picked up a fruit knife from the ground. Faces set with determination, they advanced toward Old Dog Wang, step by measured step.