Chapter 132: Killing Intent

Chapter 132: Killing Intent

Could he see how close he was to Song Yuqing?

Song Yuqing once again broke free from Tan Shu's grasp, driving his knee into Tan Shu's abdomen, causing excruciating pain and pinning him against the office chair.

Song Yuqing's expression was calm, his gaze cool and lowered. "Stop acting; it's too twisted."

Tan Shu looked up, staring at Song Yuqing. "How do you know it's an act? I'm genuinely twisted."

"I miss you, do you know that?" Tan Shu shed his feigned gentleness, becoming serious and focused.

Song Yuqing lowered his eyes. "No, I didn't."

"But now you do." The words were soft and faint, yet they stirred a significant ripple in Tan Shu's heart.

It seemed that with just Song Yuqing's "now I know," Tan Shu felt that everything he did for Song Yuqing was justified. All the deadly perils he faced over the years in the West Continent, the scars he accumulated—all suddenly held meaning.

The young man's cold, lowered gaze and condescending posture filled Tan Shu with delight, even a kind of thrilling, spine-tingling pleasure.

He was still such a pervert—just being stared at or hit a few times by Song Yuqing could make him shamelessly...

88: "Qingqing, look at him!"

Song Yuqing tilted his head slightly, unsure why the unusually active System 88 was so lively today.

His gaze slowly drifted downward, from top to bottom, scanning until it finally settled on the alpha's lower abdomen.

Song Yuqing: "..."

Tan Shu also noticed Song Yuqing's gaze and stared back at his strikingly beautiful yet cold face. "I got genital piercings. Want to touch them?"

Song Yuqing looked away. "No."

Tan Shu's gaze remained fixed on Song Yuqing. "I thought you'd be curious."

Would the alphas around Song Yuqing get genital piercings for him?

They never have, so Song Yuqing must never have experienced that sensation.

The metal against the skin, rolling over again and again—would it leave Song Yuqing dizzy, clinging to him like a little cat?

Song Yuqing glanced at Tan Shu. "There's nothing wrong with me."

"You haven't changed at all." Song Yuqing's tone was cold. "You were a shameless pervert back then, and you still are now."

At least, the normal people he knew didn’t derive pleasure from being hit.

—Shock! A saga of love and hate begins! Tan Shu just appeared at the banquet yesterday, and today he’s already stormed into Song Yuqing’s lab. The Tan family heir is morally bankrupt, and Song Yuqing comes off as somewhat promiscuous in the photos.

This post, with logic as twisted as a hallucinogenic trip, only presented a one-sided story and involved Song Yuqing.

Along with the photos in the post, it instantly went viral.

—I knew it. Once Tan Shu returned, he’d definitely cause trouble for Teacher Song.

—These photos? Such a slim waist, such long legs. Just this silhouette is enough to make me go wild. And with his hands raised, it feels like he’s being pinned in place, with the door behind him—nowhere to run.

—Hubby, let me lick you, even just your fingers.

—And this one, absolutely stunning. Wouldn’t our Mr. Song get harassed on the street?

—He would, but they’d be handed over to the military. After all, Qingqing wife isn’t just a treasure of Newland with that face—his brilliant mind is also a core state secret of Newland.

—Tan Shu, how dare he? Wasn’t it enough to just banish him from Newland? Does he have to hold a grudge this long? Such a petty alpha isn’t even fit to be my wife’s dog.

—My wife is an innocent victim. Where is that damn alpha touching? Ugh, let me touch too.

—Qingqing, don’t move. I’m your husband; I’ll just rub against you, won’t do anything.

Thousands of comments poured in every second, most siding with Song Yuqing, condemning Tan Shu, or simply envying him.

Tan Yan always knew their beautiful council member was popular in Newland, but he never expected that a few casual, blurry photos could spark such widespread discussion.

It truly lives up to his reputation.

But this is exactly what the Tan family intended—to make Tan Shu appear unfit to lead through these actions, so he could prepare to inherit the family later.

As for labeling Song Yuqing promiscuous, that was purely Tan Hongzhen’s vindictive attempt to smear him.

The post’s hype soared.

Suddenly, at the peak of the hype, some comments slipped into the discussion, muddying the waters.

—Do you know why Mr. Song is caught in this unjust drama?

—Isn’t it because of past grudges?

—No, it’s because Mr. Song’s new drug can already replace the Tan family’s product, the Jingxi series, and with even fewer side effects. The Tan family panicked and sent Tan Shu back to cause trouble for Mr. Song.

—My poor wife, framed by corporate scheming like this.

—Wait, those who pity Song Yuqing, have you seen how many people he’s sent to prison?

—They deserved it. Why sympathize with them? Are you planning to betray the nation too?

—Are Song Yuqing’s rabid fans this ridiculous? Does Song Yuqing represent all of Newland? Not siding with him means betraying the nation?

—Song Yuqing has worked tirelessly for Newland, enduring pressure to establish "Blade" and drive Westland’s harassers out of Newland, striving to solve the alpha short lifespan issue. Should I side with you instead of him? Fool.

By the time Tan Yan tried to control the narrative, it was too late.

Everywhere, people were saying the Tan family’s new "Jingxi No. 10" couldn’t compare to the drugs researched by Song Yuqing, and that the Tan family was now trying to sabotage him.

Shen Shu continued typing, posting comments.

—The side effects of "Jingxi No. 9"—I don’t even want to talk about it. My uncle dropped dead after taking it.

Seeing a flood of "Huh?" below,

Shen Shu nodded. Yes, her uncle was 46 this year—the age when alphas often die—but he died right after taking "Jingxi No. 9."

Was there a problem blaming "Jingxi No. 9" for his death? No problem.

Shen Shu hit enter, feeling satisfied after posting. She promoted the new drug, built a tragic hero persona, and dragged down rival Silver Leaf Pharmaceutical.

She didn’t know who provided such a perfect platform for promotion, but it felt great.

As expected, seduction is the way to go—now all of Xinzhou's citizens are rushing in with kisses.

The association president, knowing how outstanding she is, would surely praise her heavily.

The increasingly off-topic discussions not only failed to benefit the Tan family but even plunged them into a public opinion crisis.

Ye Siling's lab wasn't far from Song Yuqing's. As soon as Ye Siling learned what was happening, he rushed to the scene without pausing.

That damn alpha Tan Shu was back, and he had the audacity to openly and brazenly cause trouble for Song Yuqing.

When Ye Siling burst in, Song Yuqing and Tan Shu were still alone in the office.

Tan Yan: "You can't go in."

"Step aside." The two words, uttered from the alpha's thin lips, weren't loud but carried an icy pressure that could freeze the air instantly.

Ye Siling's gaze was cold as his S-grade mental energy instantly spread out. Almost all the alphas here were S-grade, but the moment Ye Siling's mental energy expanded, they still felt a hint of pressure.

The researchers in Song Yuqing's lab felt their heads buzz. They were just ordinary researchers and had never experienced such aggressively potent mental energy. What's more, some of their researchers were Omegas, who found it even harder to withstand an alpha's mental energy.

Mental energy could penetrate buildings, indiscriminately attacking and exerting mental pressure on alphas, Omegas, and betas within a certain range.

The assistant glanced toward the office. The fight was still going on inside, and Song Yuqing didn't seem affected.

The assistant closed his eyes. Although Teacher Song was a beta, looking pale and fragile as if made of paper—bruising at a touch—at this moment, when even breathing was becoming difficult for him, Song Yuqing was still able to fight an alpha. The assistant had to admit it.

Teacher Song would definitely dig potatoes faster than him in St. Miller Continent.

Well, is this what excellence looks like? Excellent people even dig potatoes faster than others.

Just as the assistant was feeling despair, Tan Yan and all the people brought by Tan Shu aimed their guns at Ye Siling, as if they would kill Ye Siling on the grounds of mental rampage if he didn't rein in his mental energy.

Just as Ye Siling and the others were in a standoff, Tan Shu and Song Yuqing came out.

Song Yuqing: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Siling stared straight at Song Yuqing, lips pressed into a tight line, not responding to him.

He couldn't stand by and watch Song Yuqing get bullied, nor could he stay out of it just because Song Yuqing didn't like him.

Ye Siling's gaze shifted slightly. "Tan Shu, everyone knows the rights and wrongs of what happened back then. Even you know it yourself. You shouldn't take it out on Song Yuqing. You don't dare retaliate against the family that abandoned you, you don't dare stand up to your hypocritical father, so why are you causing trouble for Song Yuqing?"

"Are you underdeveloped in the cerebellum, completely undeveloped in the cerebrum, or are you just a coward?"

This was the first time Song Yuqing had heard Ye Siling curse.

His attack power is quite strong, Song Yuqing thought.

88: "...His attack power has always been strong."

A slight curve lifted the corner of Tan Shu's lips. Oh, so this is another one of Song Yuqing's dogs.

Pei Huai wasn't here, but Ye Siling could substitute.

"I'm just getting back at him," Tan Shu said dismissively, raising his hand almost to the back of Song Yuqing's neck, aiming to touch the faint pink gland there.

But Song Yuqing elbowed him in the stomach, making him grunt, completely interrupting his movement.

After shoving Tan Shu away, Song Yuqing turned slightly, putting distance between them again.

Song Yuqing's cold, pale, beautiful face was tense as he lightly raised his eyelashes. "Enough. I won't agree to your conditions. There's no way I'll cooperate with you."

"Leave now."

Song Yuqing's gaze swept over the alphas pointing guns at Ye Siling. "Put down what you're holding."

The alphas instinctively wanted to obey, but their professionalism snapped them back to reason the next second.

Tan Shu raised his hand to signal, and only then did everyone lower their guns.

Tan Shu still wore the smile of a cunning tiger. "Since Mr. Song is unwilling to cooperate, we won't force the issue. After all, I prefer mutual consent."

"Let's go."

Tan Shu brushed past Song Yuqing, and Ye Siling also retracted his expanded mental energy, walking toward Song Yuqing.

Tan Yan was furious. They were just leaving? That damn dog Tan Shu—he really only came here to find a way to kiss and hug Song Yuqing.

However, as Tan Shu walked up to him, he felt his waist lighten. The next second, a gunshot rang out in the lab, aimed at Song Yuqing.

Ye Siling reacted extremely quickly. Just as he saw Pei Huai entering, he used his height and angle to block Tan Shu's line of sight and shoved Song Yuqing toward Pei Huai.

But the bullet pierced through his own shoulder.

When Pei Huai heard the gunshot, his soul almost leaped out. Only after firmly catching Song Yuqing did he feel a moment of relief.

In that moment of embrace, a flicker of surprise passed through Song Yuqing's eyes—clearly, he hadn't expected Pei Huai to still be there.

Just as Pei Huai's mental energy expanded to suppress Tan Shu, another shot was fired straight at Song Yuqing's forehead.

Pei Huai instinctively moved to block it.

Alpha blood splattered out, staining Song Yuqing's cold, pale cheek and long eyelashes like cinnabar on rice paper—shocking, yet pure and elegant.

Song Yuqing met Tan Shu's gaze.

A smile played on Tan Shu's lips, but his eyes held unmistakable killing intent—it wasn't an act.

"Tsk." Tan Shu clicked his tongue softly, as if regretting that the second shot hadn't pierced Song Yuqing's forehead as intended.

Song Yuqing pressed his hand against Pei Huai's heart, where blood kept gushing out, and cursed, "Idiot."

Even injured, the alpha's unique S+ mental energy continued to expand endlessly. The familiar mental pressure was aggressively potent toward other alphas.

But it held no aggression toward Song Yuqing.

In countless days and nights on the training grounds, Song Yuqing had time and again tread the edge of withstanding Pei Huai's overwhelming mental energy.

Those extremely painful confrontations had forged a unique immunity in Song Yuqing against Pei Huai's powerful mental energy.

Pei Huai's mental energy was wild and filled with destructiveness, yet only when facing Song Yuqing did it become like wild magma meeting eternal ice—instantly tamed.

Pei Huai's mental energy also felt like the way Pei Huai had held him—firmly embracing Song Yuqing.

Pei Huai felt the sharp pain from Song Yuqing's palm pressing down and clearly heard that cold "idiot."

The alpha tugged at the corner of his lips, trying to show his usual roguish smile to tell Song Yuqing he was fine.

But just as the corner of his mouth twitched, before any words could come out, blood trickled from his lips first.

"Shut up," Song Yuqing's eyes were icy cold as he took full support of Pei Huai, letting Pei Huai's entire weight press down on him.

Song Yuqing fired several shots consecutively at Tan Shu mercilessly, making his intention to drive him away clear. His hand didn't waver, each bullet aimed at Tan Shu's vital spots.

Song Yuqing had lost his temper.

Author's Note:

Seeing the moment Pei Huai embraced Song Qingqing, the astonishment in Song Qingqing's eyes.

Tan Shu: Having a breakdown and seriously wanting to kill Pei Dog.

YSL: Even when injured, my wife only has eyes for another dog. I'm just an extra, I'm just an extra, I'm just an extra... Even when Pei Dog and Song Qingqing are in bed together, I can only lie under the bed.

Pei Dog: Cuddles with wifey—I'm the happiest dog!

Song Qingqing: What an intense and unrestrained mutual slaughter, with no acting—all genuine emotions.