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Chapter 603: Pervert

Xiao Luo took a walk around the Lotus Manor. It was vast, and he passed by many pavilions. He could briefly sense its powerful aura, and the deeper he went, the more he sensed it. He assumed these were coming from the powerful fighters of the Asou family.

He had already formed a terrible impression of the Asou family. It had come to a stage where he was not afraid that someone might spot him, and he was ready to fight them if that were to happen. That was the reason he swaggered confidently, without fear of being noticed. But Xiao Luo was a little concerned, for he had been walking for quite a while now and had yet to spot a single soul. The only one he had come across was the man who had been running looking and mistaking him for the lead actor earlier on. It was strange that such an enormous mansion did not have a single guard on patrol. It could only be because the Asou family knew that no one in Dongjing would have the guts to mess around with them. That had to be why they didn’t bother taking any security measures.

“Stop right there, who are you?”

Xiao Luo heard a fierce and loud bellow directed at him. Anyone else would have been so scared that they would have tripped, but it didn’t bother Xiao Luo in the least. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief, for he had met a living person at last.

Xiao Luo did not respond to the challenge but immediately sought to locate his opponent’s position instead. The moment he found it, he bounded off the ground and instantly launched his body like a flying arrow toward the guard.

The guard, dressed in a black kimono, did not even have the time to react. Although he had a sword tucked into his waist sash, Xiao Luo was so quick that the guard had no time to draw his sword out. All he could do was raise his clenched fist to defend himself, but as Xiao Luo’s hand struck him, all he could feel was immense pain. He felt as if the strike had crushed all the bones in his arm.

Before he could even scream, Xiao Luo jabbed his index finger into the man’s chest, striking a critical meridian point. The guard was instantly petrified and unable to move. He tried to scream but only grunted a muffled cry.

“Have we met before?”

After inspecting the man’s face, Xiao Luo was rather certain that he had seen this man before.

Asou Yanagi was unable to even make a sound. Still, he could recognize Xiao Luo with little difficulty. He remembered that back in Xiahai, Xiao Luo viciously cut off the arm of his daughter. Asou Yanagi was himself injured and sentenced to two months in jail before they sent him back to Japan. As soon as he came back, all he could think about was slicing up Xiao Luo and drinking his blood. Ironically, his enemy was now standing right in front of him, alive and well, and he could see the bloodlust in his eyes.

Xiao Luo pondered briefly, then he recalled everything. It wasn’t hard, for the incident at Xiahai Star Cloud Kendo Gym had left a rather deep impression upon him.

Xiao Luo suddenly said, “I remember now! It’s you, Asou Yanagi!”

Asou Yanagi wanted to scream curses at Xiao Luo and slice him up alive, but since his meridian point had been hit, he couldn’t move his body at all. All he could do was seethe, for he found it hard to suppress the wrath he had for his nemesis. He twitched his facial muscles to express the deep hatred toward Xiao Luo and wishing he could kill him.

“I’m in a hurry, so I won’t waste time talking to you. Just tell me where Asou Jiro is now,” Xiao Luo said. He spoke in a rather relaxed tone and sounded like he was asking someone for directions on the street. He then stretched his hand out and released the meridian point on Asou Yanagi’s body.

“You fool!”

As soon as Xiao Luo released Asou Yanagi from his induced paralysis, he drew out his sword and dashed at Xiao Luo with glowering eyes. His lifelong enemy was right in front of him. There was no way he would hold himself back.

Xiao Luo furrowed his brows, rather disappointed with Asou Yanagi’s action. He shifted to the side as Asou Yanagi charged and thrust his foot into the back of Asou Yanagi’s left leg.

CRACK!

With a single kick, Asou Yanagi’s left leg snapped as if a hydraulic machine had crushed it, and blood burst from the wound in spurts. An unbearable pain shot to his brain, and the look on Asou Yanagi’s face changed instantly. Before he could even let out another cry, Xiao Luo had his hand around Asou Yanagi’s throat. He gradually gripped it firmly to block and choke his respiratory tract.

Asou Yanagi’s face turned red from the unbearable pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged alarmingly. He dropped his sword when he quickly realized that he had been completely subdued by Xiao Luo. There was no chance of retaliating with the condition he was in.

Xiao Luo glared at him coldly. “Can you not understand Japanese? Do I have to repeat myself?” he snarled.

Asou Yanagi gasped for air, and a grim horror overcame him when he looked into Xiao Luo’s gleaming blood-red eyes—he resembled a demon! So frightening was the sight of Xiao Luo that it suppressed the hatred that Asou Yanagi had long harbored. Gathering what strength he had remaining, he nodded his head, showing he would tell Xiao Luo where to find Asou Jiro.

“Relax, all will go well if you listen to me. I won’t make things difficult for you,” Xiao Luo said with a smile, speaking like a weird uncle trying to coax a kid with candy.

…

After finding out where Asou Jiro was, Xiao Luo smacked Asou Yanagi and knocked him out. He then headed toward his target’s penthouse.

Infiltration was virtually second nature to him. His keen senses to keep surveillance of his surroundings, and he was light and quick on his feet, barely making a sound when he moved.

Five minutes later, Xiao Luo stopped under a tree. In front of him, he saw a luxurious pavilion within this vast villa complex.

The whirling shadows of the tree made it hard to spot Xiao Luo’s shadow. He could spot Asou Jiro in the luxuriously furnished bedroom. He was an old man but was surprisingly energetic, Xiao Luo thought. For, despite the late hours, Asou Jiro was still wide awake, playing a bondage game with a young woman. And the one tied up was not the woman, but Asou Jiro himself.

His hands were tied behind his back, and he was lying on the bed. The woman was flaying him aggressively with a whip, and each time she lashed, Asou Jiro let out a high-pitched cry.

“Oh, baby, hit me harder. Hit me harder, again!”

“Yes, yes, just like that… Don’t take pity on me. Hit me hard and punish me!”

“Ah, what pleasure… It feels so good…”

Asou Jiro was evidently enjoying this form of abuse. He showed no sign of pain from the whipping that left bright red marks on his body. Instead of rage, he was panting with excitement.

“Asou Jiro! Mmm, at your age and you’re still playing these naughty games instead of getting some sleep at this time of the night. You sure look like you’re having lots of fun!” As Asou Yanagi was indulging in masochistic pleasure, a voice filtered through the room from the balcony.

“Who is that?”

Asou Jiro immediately sat up and looked at the intruder in surprise. Xiao Luo walked in from the balcony. Asou Jiro squinted his glowering eyes. “Who the hell are you?” he roared.

“Who I am is not important. What’s important is that I have a couple of questions for you, and I want your honest answer. Did you get that? Otherwise…”

“Otherwise, what?”

Asou Jiro growled, and instantly he snapped the ropes that bound him up with his inner force.

Xiao Luo stare at him coldly and said, “Otherwise, I’m going to beat you up till you comply!”

The skimpily dressed young woman with the whip was casually observing their exchange of words. She did not look nervous at all, instead, she giggled and said, “Huh, you fool! Where are you from? How dare you break into Lotus Manor and threaten Mr. Jiro? How many lives do you think you have?”

“Haha, haha…”

Aso Jiro laughed wryly. With his short, well-trimmed beard he looked rather dignified. “You brat! This is the most hilarious joke I’ve ever heard—are you on drugs? How dare you come here and behave like a wild animal?”

Xiao Luo chuckled. An ominous aura suddenly emanated from his body, surging with an oppressive force.