Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2137 - 458: A Ridiculous Idea 1

The Zhang Ancestor stood as a devoted guardian of his clan. Whenever it served the family's interests, his personal dignity meant nothing to him.

Unperturbed by the abrupt shift and without hesitation, he swiftly adjusted his stance. "If it's Zhang Hong we're talking about, I offer my full endorsement."

After that, he continued, inquiring with utmost wariness, "Apart from this, Excellency, are there any additional demands?"

He wasn't seeking more hardship or rushing to bestow further presents on Wang Yue; unease simply gnawed at him. The entire affair didn't resemble an assault on the Zhang family in the least—it appeared as a grand boon. Could something this advantageous truly happen in the world?

"That's all. The Zhang family holds no interest for me," Wang Yue denied with a shake of his head, his tone detached. "Stop fretting unnecessarily. Everything stems from my regard for Zhang Hong. Provided your clan aids him without reservation, future gains won't elude you."

Such words carried real weight. Although the Zhang family's power surpassed that of the three Jinling clans at present, and their reach operated on another plane, those Jinling groups possessed Wang Yue.

Soon enough, not even the hallowed martial realms would disdain them, much less a regional outfit like the Zhangs.

The greater Wang Yue's apparent disinterest in the Zhang family, the more elation filled the Ancestor. Meanwhile, his intrigue about the bond between Wang Yue and Zhang Hong surged. Unable to restrain himself, he queried, "Given your strong backing of Zhang Hong, could you reveal the nature of your connection?"

"It's of little consequence. He simply appeals to me," Wang Yue answered. "Enough inquiries. He'll reach out to you soon. Goodbye."

"Hold on!" As Wang Yue began to depart, the Ancestor at last voiced the query tormenting him. "If I may... from where do you hail?"

Wang Yue halted briefly, then plunged into the rushing Yangtze currents, his parting words resounding in the air:

"Jinling."

A shock rippled through the Ancestor's chest. He chuckled bitterly. Indeed, the man originates from Jinling. The Zhang family has evidently collided with an unyielding foe this round.

At once, any expectation of the Second Ancestor's comeback evaporated. Though the complete tale escaped him, he could assemble the essentials: Zhang Jianyuan had concealed a colossal secret from all.

The youthful titan had first despised the whole Zhang clan due to Jianyuan, yet upon seizing Zhang Lingtian two evenings prior and discovering the facts, his demeanor had mellowed.

Because the Second Ancestor vanished prior to this change, his end probably mirrored the Third Ancestor's—perishing.

Reflecting on the Zhang family's recent might, bolstered by three Mortal Shedding masters, now dwindled to solely himself, the Ancestor released a prolonged, fatigued breath.

Losing two experts and with the Clan Head in flight, the Zhangs were bound to plummet to the lowest rung among the "Four Great Families of Tianhai."

Nevertheless, following the exhale emerged a glimmer of optimism. Guided by Zhang Hong and supported by an unfathomable force, the Zhang family could potentially rise to unprecedented heights in days ahead.

Lacking Zhang Hong's communication info, the Ancestor had no choice but to bide his time. Luckily, the wait proved brief; moments later, Zhang Hong appeared, approaching from the dockside.

Meanwhile, Wang Yue rendezvoused with Li Yingying.

"Yingying, I'm returning to Jinling. Will you join me?" Wang Yue inquired.

Li Yingying denied with a head shake. "No, I'll remain here awaiting my Master."

Wang Yue's brow creased faintly. "She hasn't appeared yet?"

Yingying averted her gaze, shaking her head once more. "No, zero news."

"Fine," Wang Yue exhaled. "With your Master likely close by, plus your brother and Zhang Hong present, your well-being doesn't concern me. Seek me out upon your Jinling return."

"Mhm." Li Yingying agreed with a nod, retrieving a slim booklet from her compact pouch and passing it over. "Here's the Su Nu Gong (Plain Maiden Technique) booklet you requested."

Wang Yue accepted it, displaying astonishment. "Didn't you mention you required your Master's approval to instruct me?"

"She passed it on to me, making it mine. I'll share it with anyone I choose," Yingying claimed, aiming for nonchalance. Yet, her performance faltered; anxiety etched clearly across her features.

Wang Yue grasped the situation at once. Clearly, Yu Suxin had already encountered Yingying but lacked the means to confront him, instructing the girl to deceive.

He drew near to Yingying's ear and murmured, "Convey my gratitude to your Master. Furthermore, relay this: during our dual-cultivation that day, my aim wasn't solely to rescue and mend her injuries. Primarily, it was to savor her. Should she consent, she may belong to me eternally."

"Shameless!" Despite foreknowledge of his aims, his direct confession prompted Yingying's sharp retort. She then probed, "And... should she refuse?"

"Should she refuse, I'll track her down, seize her, bind her, and employ her as my 'meat toilet' daily until total submission," Wang Yue declared, adopting a feigned savage look. "Ultimately: she's fated as my woman for life!"

Yingying's cheeks flushed scarlet. Unbidden visions assailed her thoughts: him clasping her Master tightly, compelling her into myriad obscene postures, and thrusting into her without mercy.

At the time, she had firmly believed her Master was undergoing "ruin," convinced Suxin loathed Wang Yue. Yet, upon her Master's reappearance the day before, despite the facade of normalcy and avoidance of that evening's events, her responses revealed much.

As Yingying brought up Wang Yue's desire for the booklet, Suxin had feigned indifference, permitting her to impart anything desired—while strictly prohibiting any hint of her own involvement.

In that moment, Yingying comprehended Wang Yue's accuracy. Her Master had probably "surrendered," yet shied from facing him due to shame.

This notion stirred an odd longing in Yingying. She had sampled bliss firsthand—the sensation of her brother-in-law's teasing ascent to paradise on that bus lingered in her daydreams.

However, such ecstasy evidently fell short of toppling a formidable figure like her Master. A single conclusion remained: in the midst of her "breaking" by him, her Master had endured rapture magnitudes beyond her bus encounter.

Remembering her brother-in-law's alarmingly massive member and envisioning it within her, Yingying sensed a twinge of dread—yet by now, it had evolved into an intense, throbbing desire.

Still, she resolved to aid her Master and brother-in-law in resolving their bond initially. She wouldn't head to Jinling yet; her return would unite Master and Disciple together.