Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2137 - 458: A Ridiculous Idea 1

The Zhang Ancestor was a staunch clan loyalist. As long as it benefited the family, he couldnʼt care less about his own pride.

Without missing a beat and completely unfazed by the sudden reversal, he changed his tune immediately. ”If it is Zhang Hong, I give my absolute support.”

He then added, asking with extreme caution, ”Beyond that, Excellency, do you have any other conditions?”

It wasnʼt that he was a glutton for punishment or eager to shower Wang Yue with more gifts; he just didnʼt feel at peace. The way this was being handled didnʼt seem like a move against the Zhang family at all—it felt like a massive favor. How could such a good deal exist in this world?

”No more. I have no designs on the Zhang family,” Wang Yue shook his head and said indifferently. ”Donʼt overthink it. This is entirely for Zhang Hongʼs sake. As long as your clan cooperates with him fully, you wonʼt be lacking in benefits in the future.”

This wasnʼt an empty boast. While the Zhang familyʼs overall strength was currently superior to the three Jinling families and their influence was on a different level, the Jinling trio had Wang Yue.

Before long, even the sacred martial grounds wouldnʼt be able to look down on them, let alone a mere local clan like the Zhangs.

The more indifferent Wang Yue seemed toward the Zhang family, the happier the Ancestor became. At the same time, his curiosity regarding the relationship between Wang Yue and Zhang Hong piqued. He couldnʼt help but ask, ”Since you support Zhang Hong so fervently, might I ask what your relationship is?”

”Nothing significant. I just find him agreeable to the eye,” Wang Yue replied. ”No need for further questions. Iʼll have him contact you shortly. Farewell.”

”Wait!” Seeing Wang Yue turn to leave, the Ancestor finally blurted out the question that had been eating at him. ”May I ask... where do you come from?”

Wang Yue paused for a heartbeat, then leaped into the surging waters of the Yangtze, leaving only two words echoing behind him:

”Jinling.”

The Ancestorʼs heart jolted. He gave a bitter laugh. So he really is from Jinling. It seems the Zhang family truly kicked a steel plate this time.

Simultaneously, his hope for the return of the Second Ancestor vanished. While he didnʼt know the full story, he could piece together the basics: Zhang Jianyuan must have hidden something massive from everyone.

This young powerhouse had initially hated the entire Zhang family because of Jianyuan, but after capturing Zhang Lingtian two nights ago and uncovering the truth, his attitude had softened.

Since the Second Ancestor had disappeared before that shift, he had likely met the same fate as the Third Ancestor—death.

Thinking of how strong the Zhang family had been just recently with three Mortal Shedding masters, only to be reduced to just himself, the Ancestor let out a long, weary sigh.

With two masters lost and the Clan Head fleeing, the Zhangs would likely fall to the bottom of the ”Four Great Families of Tianhai” rankings.

Yet, after the sigh came a spark of hope. With Zhang Hong at the helm and a fathomless powerhouse backing him, the future Zhang family might actually become stronger than ever before.

Since he didnʼt have Zhang Hongʼs contact details, the Ancestor could only wait. Fortunately, he didnʼt have to wait long; within a short while, Zhang Hong arrived from the direction of the wharf.

On the other side, Wang Yue met up with Li Yingying.

”Yingying, Iʼm heading back to Jinling. Are you coming with me?” Wang Yue asked.

Li Yingying shook her head. ”No, Iʼm staying here to wait for my Master.”

Wang Yue frowned slightly. ”Has she still not shown up?”

Yingyingʼs eyes darted away, and she shook her head again. ”No, not a word.”

”Alright then,” Wang Yue sighed. ”Since your Master is presumably nearby, and with your brother and Zhang Hong here, Iʼm not worried about your safety. Come find me when you return to Jinling.”

”Mhm.” Li Yingying nodded and pulled a thin manual from her small bag, handing it to him. ”This is the Su Nu Gong (Plain Maiden Technique) manual you wanted.”

Wang Yue took it, looking surprised. ”I thought you said you couldnʼt teach me without your Masterʼs permission?”

”She taught it to me, so itʼs mine now. Iʼll teach whoever I want,” Yingying said, trying to sound casual. However, her acting was poor; her nervousness was written all over her face.

Wang Yue understood immediately. It was obvious that Yu Suxin had already met with Yingying but simply didnʼt know how to face him, so sheʼd told the girl to lie.

He leaned in close to Yingyingʼs ear and whispered, ”Help me thank your Master. Also, tell her this: that day we dual-cultivated, I wasnʼt just doing it to save her and heal her wounds. Mostly, it was because I wanted to enjoy her. If sheʼs willing, she can be mine forever.”

”Shameless!” Even though she knew his intentions, hearing him admit it so bluntly made Yingying snap at him. Then she asked, ”And... what if sheʼs not willing?”

”If sheʼs not willing, Iʼll find her, catch her, tie her up, and use her as my ʼmeat toiletʼ every single day until sheʼs completely conquered,” Wang Yue said, putting on a mock-ferocious expression. ”Bottom line: sheʼs destined to be my woman in this lifetime!”

Yingyingʼs face turned bright red. Her mind involuntarily flashed back to the images of him pinning her Master in his arms, forcing her into various lewd positions and plowing her relentlessly.

Back then, she truly thought her Master was being ”broken,” and she was sure Suxin must hate Wang Yue. But when her Master finally resurfaced yesterday, although she acted like nothing had happened and refused to mention that night, her reaction spoke volumes.

When Yingying mentioned Wang Yue wanted the manual, Suxin had pretended not to care and told her to teach him whatever she wanted—but forbade her from mentioning that she was there.

That was when Yingying realized Wang Yue was right. Her Master likely had ”fallen,” but was too embarrassed to see him.

This thought made Yingying feel a strange sense of yearning. She had tasted euphoria herself—the feeling of being teased to heaven by her brother-in-law on that bus was something she still fantasized about.

But that level of pleasure clearly wasnʼt enough to make a powerhouse like her Master ”fall.” There was only one answer: during the process of being ”broken” by him, her Master must have experienced a pleasure thousands of times more intense than what she felt on the bus.

Recalling the sight of her brother-in-lawʼs terrifyingly large cock and imagining it inside her, Yingying felt a flicker of fear—but now, it had transformed into a deep, aching hunger.

However, she decided she wanted to help her Master and her brother-in-law settle things between them first. She wouldnʼt return to Jinling now; when she did, it would be as a pair of Master and Disciple.