As a member of the Zhao family, with a bright future ahead, why would he willingly take such a great risk if he didn't covet Tang Lanyan?
Before arriving, the boss promised him that if he succeeded, he could be the first to enjoy Tang Lanyan.
He had risked his life and gone through countless hardships for this "first taste." Was he going to go back on his word now?
However, the mysterious expert made no further move. Soon after, the boss's communication came through.
"Don't worry, I've specially made a cage for her."
"Keep her inside, and she'll be no threat..."
The boss seemed to read Zhao Hao's mind, speaking calmly and unhurriedly, immediately putting Zhao Hao at ease.
Although he doubted what kind of "cage" could confine Tang Lanyan, he didn't doubt the all-powerful boss.
"Hehe, someone will take you there."
After ending the communication with the boss, Zhao Hao eagerly found the person in charge here.
He led Zhao Hao towards a massive tent.
"Could the cage be inside? Can this really hold the War Queen?"
Zhao Hao was excited, yet something felt off.
The person in charge nodded. "You can rest assured, unless she reaches Lv6, there's no way she can escape this cage."
Zhao Hao was shocked, finding it unbelievable.
Lv6 was a forbidden level, practically incapable of being escaped by anyone powerful enough to overturn the world's understanding. Only those at the forbidden level could escape?
What material was it made of?
Zhao Hao didn't notice that the powerful figure completely enveloped in machinery had vanished.
Upon approaching, Zhao Hao discovered the cage's secret: its core was a pitch-black box the size of a shipping container.
The material was very similar to the one that contained the unique heart, only the size was completely different.
On the other side of the black box, connected to the tent, extended a rectangular cage made of a transparent material.
There was nothing else inside, just a striking large bed.
Entry was through the black box, sealed off by double, heavy iron doors.
Upon entering, Zhao Hao found an unseen power permeating the space, causing a faint burning sensation on his skin, which he quickly adapted to.
Then, he discovered that his extraordinary power had vanished without a trace.
Or perhaps "vanished" wasn't quite accurate; it was more like it had been forcibly sealed off by some force. This power gave Zhao Hao the feeling of a Qi-based extraordinary being.
But who could possess such extremely powerful, yang-like Qi?
Suddenly, a person flashed into his mind—someone who shouldn't be here.
Codenamed "Star."
The God of War.
Perhaps only he could rival him; no wonder the researchers dared to make such a boast.
Looking at Tang Lanyan placed on the bed, his heart burned with an intense heat.
…
Lingxiu and Lingxuan, the sisters, left home.
I took the subway to the vicinity of the Luoshen Building. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary today; the group that had been following Xuetang seemed to have vanished into thin air.
I glanced at the top of the Luoshen Building, my heart filled with complex emotions.
First, I couldn't let go of Xuetang. As my memories gradually returned, my feelings for Luo Yutang surfaced more deeply.
Although these fragments of memory weren't yet connected, like a tangled mess, and I didn't even know who I was, I knew she was one of the most important people to me.
Someone I would risk my life to protect…
But she might have complicated relationships with other men. The soft, alluring moans I heard that night, like a sob, kept replaying in my mind.
Forget it, I shouldn't think about it anymore. Feeling a faint tingling in my heart, I turned and left. No matter what, until my memories returned, I couldn't be sure what my relationship with Xuetang truly was.
What right did I have to interfere?
Arriving near Lingxuan's house, my mood improved slightly. The past few days staying at Lingxuan's house had truly given me a sense of home.
But this feeling was quickly shattered.
Because I noticed a very suspicious car parked on the street not far from Lingxuan's house.
The car, though ordinary on the outside, had an entirely opaque matte finish, making it impossible to see anything inside from the outside.
Just like the group that had been monitoring Xuetang, this immediately triggered my suspicions.
As I was about to approach quickly, the car seemed to sense something and sped away.
The area around Lingxuan's house consisted of newly built detached houses; there were no tall buildings to use as cover.
In the end, I could only watch the car drive away.
A sense of unease crept into my heart. Perhaps the Lingxuan sisters were also being targeted… and Xuetang was very likely still being eyed, leaving me unable to attend to everything.
Even now, the two sisters might be in danger.
I quickly contacted Lingxiu and Lingxuan. Fortunately, neither of them was in any danger.
But even by noon, a lingering unease remained.
A vague, restless sense of crisis, as if someone I cared deeply about was in danger…
This feeling had been there since last night, a strange and unsettling sensation.
But I had no clue what it was, only guessing that it might be some kind of illusory sense of crisis caused by my memory loss.
Yet, I couldn't relax. The urge to regain my memories grew even stronger…
But at this moment, far away in northern Myanmar…
*Smack~*
On the bed inside the "cage" lay a woman with a wasp waist and enormous breasts. Her abdominal and gluteal muscles were well-developed, tightly bound into a slender, steel-like waist, and large, pear-shaped, firm buttocks, giving her an exceptionally agile physique.
Her proportions were astonishing. Her beautiful legs, connecting to her hips, took up more than two-thirds of her body.
Straight yet curvaceous, smooth as water, her thighs were exceptionally rounded and full, almost "thick," but thanks to the full, bulging muscles, they didn't appear as bulky as an elephant, perfectly embodying the concept of perfect balance.
Adding or subtracting even a fraction would diminish her indescribable beauty.
Because of the roundness of her thighs, the side profile from her buttocks to her knees outlined a stunning arch. With the slightest movement, the sharp, sculpted muscles beneath her alabaster skin became apparent.
Yet, it didn't detract from the beauty of her jade-like legs at all; on the contrary, it added to their lithe and graceful longness, like that of a female leopard…
At this moment, those long legs were being held by the ankles and bent, the knees folded close to her breasts, her buttocks compressed, making them even more undulating, round and full.
A pair of beautifully shaped, tender, bamboo-shoot-like feet were held together in her hands, the smooth, lotus-petal-like soles pressed against a man's face.
This man was Zhao Hao.
As a member of the Zhao family, he had naturally been a member of Tang Lanyan's team, after all, the Tang and Zhao families had a long and distinguished history.
Naturally, he had also received the intimate "care" of Tang Lanyan's jade-like feet.