2 Ming Long

"Bang!"

"Ah!" Just when the little beauty felt a cold sensation engulf her luscious full lips, the door of the room opened with a loud bang, scaring her into releasing a squeal. Immediately as she opened her mouth, the little beauty felt something invade into her mouth. Not understanding anything going on with her, the beauty immediately closed her mouth and… clenched her teeth.

Right then, she felt as if her teeth bit onto something wet and soft. In the very next moment, though, she realized what it was and loosened her teeth, afraid of tearing her predator's tongue off. But it was already too late as she felt a thick and warm liquid drip into her mouth, and onto her tongue. Followed by the dripping liquid that had a strange flavor, the beauty felt the attacker's tongue move around inside her mouth and entangle with her own tongue.

Immediately, the little beauty's adorable face turned an even deeper shade of crimson and started to burn up. At the same time, an urgent-sounding heavy voice floated over into her ears, "Young master, what the fuck are you doing here again?! Let's go home; if the Madam found out about this, she will chop my head off!"

Listening to the voice, the beauty panicked and tried to move her face and tongue away from the intruder. But her pathetic resistance only resulted in failure. Her face was tightly held in-between the other person's hands, while her tongue was tightly entangled with the other tongue moving inside her mouth.

On the other hand, the person who smashed open the door and spoke up hastily walked over to the side of the bed. When the man looked at his young master sharing a passionate kiss with a woman below him, he forcefully prevented himself from pulling him away and said, "Young master, that should be enough for now! We need to get home as soon as possible, or your punishment will certainly be extended by another few months!"

Although the man knew his words were not going to have any effect on his horny young master, he still had to try. He didn't care what happened to the young master — since he was sure the young master will be fine — instead, he was worried about himself. The Madam of the family had specially instructed him to keep an eye on the young master, yet he… He had one job, just one goddamn job, and he failed that. That too, spectacularly.

Just thinking of how he was subdued by the young master in just a moment, and then had his ass stomped twice by the young master, his face turned even darker than it already was. It was a great humiliation for him. If the people found out that he, a grand Peak Foundation Establishment expert, got his ass beaten by the "disgrace of the Ming Clan" with just a single move, he won't know where to burrow a hole and hide his face!

Just when the man thought he would need to wait a long time before his young master left the beauty, he saw the young master raise his face. And as soon as the man saw the face of the beauty under his young master, he lost focus. But immediately after that, he regained his wits and came out of his stupor as his mouth opened wide. His mouth was opened so wide that a goose egg could easily fit through.

The man could not believe what he was seeing. He was so shocked that he even failed to notice the blood on the beauty's mouth and his young master's face, and the fact that the beauty now seemed to be unconscious. The only thought in his mind was, 'Young master, you better not have kidnapped her!'

"Young master…" Taking in a deep breath, the man calmed himself and turned his gaze to his young master to ask him, but his words immediately froze and his eyes started to quiver. At that moment, he felt as if he was in front of a demonic beast. And even though the beast's gaze wasn't focused on him, his soul shuddered. Those eyes… those eyes were so damn dark and scary. The man had a feeling as if the one in front of him wasn't his young master, but the "God of Death!"

He immediately gulped and lowered his gaze, not daring to look into those eyes. In the next moment, he heard words that seemed to have come from the depths of a glacier frozen in time, and his back immediately turned cold.

"Ming Long, tear this place down!"

Those were the only words Ming Long heard, nothing more and nothing less. He was immediately stunned at the young master's words and raised his head. But the scene in front of him immediately made him question what he had just heard. In front of him, the young master was looking down on the beauty with a smile as he gently released the ropes binding around her, "My fair little beauty, these must have hurt you a lot, right? Don't worry, I will make sure no one can harm you again!"

Ming Long seriously wondered if what he heard was what he heard, and not some sort of hallucination. But just when he opened his mouth to remind the young master to return to the clan, he heard the cold words once more.

"Ming Long, are you fucking deaf? TEAR. THIS. PLACE. DOWN. NOW!"

This time, Ming Long clearly saw the young master say the words, word for word. He was sure he wasn't hearing things. Just the tone of his voice had made him lose any thought of defiance. Even though the man in front of him was called the "disgrace of the Ming Clan," Ming Long knew the power he, the "Seventh Young Master" of the Ming Clan, grasped in his hand. Just recalling the fate of the "Third Young Master" sent shivers down his spine. He knew, if he didn't do what he was told, his fate would only be worse!

"As the Seventh Young Master commands! This Hundred Flower Garden will cease to exist from this night forward!" Without daring to waste any more time, Ming Long fell to his knees while shivering. He knew the young master wasn't in a good mood, and if he dared treat him like his buddy at this moment, then death would be his only fate.

"Good," Taking the unconscious beauty into his arms, Qing Lu just said one word in response as he looked at the kneeling dark-skinned burly middle-aged man with an excessively large build. Even though the man in front of him was far bigger than himself, Qing Lu could see he was shivering and his explosive muscles were contracting, 'Did I scare him too much? Well, it's better this way.'

No longer looking at the scared big man in front him, Qing Lu walked towards the door of the room with his beauty in his arms. Soon, Qing Lu was gone, while Ming Long was the only one left in the room, sweating. After staying frozen in place for a good few minutes, Ming Long got up and walked out of the room as well, prepared to erase the "Hundred Flower Garden" from the map of "Rising Ming City!"

It wasn't like they hadn't done something like this before. And although the "Hundred Flower Garden" had a more prominent backing when compared to some other establishments his young master rooted out in his fits, it wasn't worth mentioning in front of one of the biggest clan of the "Frost Plum Empire."