Chapter 21: Unforgettable for a Lifetime!

Jiang Ye stood in the center of the private room, the remaining reason like a candle in a gale, struggling to flicker.

He tried to resist this absurd and highly impactful scene before him, as well as the primitive restlessness rising uncontrollably within his body.

He had lived for seventy years, experienced troubled times, seen life and death, and considered his temperament to have been tempered like an ancient well, without ripples.

But this scene before him...

Those two stumbling figures, as if they would fall in the next second, were Liu Yiyi and Su Yan.

The abnormal flush on their faces had spread to their necks, their eyes were scattered, and they had long lost their usual cold self-restraint and gentle propriety, leaving only the embarrassment after being thoroughly catalyzed by "Beauty's Drunkenness."

The two women's breathing was no longer steady, as if they were drunk, becoming hazy and blurred in the dim light.

Even though Jiang Ye boasted that his heart was as hard as iron, he couldn't help but feel a dry throat at this moment, his throat rolling unconsciously, forcibly suppressing the scorching heat and inexplicable throbbing that had suddenly surged up.

He had never seen Liu Yiyi, the woman he had watched grow up, who in his impression was always as cold as frost and snow, show such a completely different expression that would make any normal man's blood boil.

And Su Yan's habitual gentle smile had now turned into a soul-stirring smile, which added a few points of impact.

"Kill... kill me..."

Just as Jiang Ye's mind was shaking violently, Liu Yiyi seemed to have used the last trace of remaining clarity, squeezing these four words from the depths of her consciousness, which had been completely drowned by confusion.

The voice was weak, intermittent, and carried a kind of determination and coldness that made people's hearts tremble.

That was a desperate plea to maintain the last dignity and purity in extreme humiliation and pain.

This sentence was like a basin of ice water, although it could not completely extinguish the scorching air around, it made Jiang Ye's chaotic thoughts suddenly clear.

Kill Liu Yiyi? That was definitely not possible.

He couldn't do it either.

Then knock them out? With his current control of force, it could be easily done.

But the next moment, this thought was also denied by him.

Although he didn't understand medicine, he had heard of the domineering nature of tiger-wolf drugs like "Beauty's Drunkenness."

If forcibly suppressed by fainting, without release and guidance, the violent drug power would have nowhere to go, and it would backfire, burning meridians and destroying the foundation of internal organs.

Lightly, martial arts would be damaged; heavily, life would be injured.

No matter the result, it was contrary to his original intention of saving people, and it would make him uneasy for the rest of his life.

What to do!

Cold sweat oozed quietly from Jiang Ye's forehead.

He realized that he seemed to have been forced into an unprecedented, scalp-numbing dilemma.

The only remaining method seemed clear and cruel—using Yang to help Yin, guiding the drug power, and using his body... to save people.

However, he was a seventy-year-old man...

This was not appropriate.

Jiang Ye's old face was flushed red, and even his ear roots were red.

"This is not decent... I..."

Jiang Ye's heart was fighting, and his reason told him this was the only way to save their lives and foundations.

He stood stiffly in place, for the first time experiencing what it was like to be embarrassed to the point of scalp-numbing, unable to advance or retreat...

However, reality did not give him more time to struggle.

The drug power of "Beauty's Drunkenness" had reached its peak, completely drowning the last consciousness of Liu Yiyi and Su Yan.

The last trace of clear struggle in their eyes also disappeared.

"Mm..."

A sound of unconscious, sweet-to-the-bone voice overflowed from Su Yan's throat.

The next moment.

Those two fragrant winds that could no longer be restrained, carrying a fragrance that made people's hearts sway, could no longer be controlled, like moths rushing to the fire, and like winding vines, fiercely pounced on Jiang Ye, who was standing stiffly in place.

Jiang Ye was caught off guard, or rather, the hesitation in his heart made him fail to dodge in time.

Bang!

A light sound.

His slightly thin but unusually straight body was hit squarely, and the three of them lost their balance and fell backward together, falling onto the soft and thick carpet in the private room.

Jiang Ye lay on his back, his pupils shrinking slightly, and he sighed in his heart.

He got up slightly and checked their condition.

"Liu Yiyi drank little tea, the drug power did not penetrate the lungs, after knocking her out, ice water can be used to properly detoxify."

Jiang Ye made a decision in an instant.

As for Su Yan, the drug power had penetrated the bone marrow and Qi and blood.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but sigh again, his eyes full of helplessness.

About an hour later.

This quiet private room returned to calm, with only the slight whimpering of the lake wind occasionally blowing through the broken wall hole.

Jiang Ye straightened his old waist and stood up with some difficulty.

He shook his head.

A trace of extremely complex emotion flowed in Jiang Ye's old eyes.

He didn't expect that he, who had been alone for seventy years, could still have such a peach blossom luck in this life.

Who could have imagined that this brightest and most dazzling pearl in the martial arts academy was...

If there was a trace of wind leaking about this matter, let alone this Anxi County, I am afraid that all the romantic wild histories and Jianghu anecdotes of the entire Zhou Dynasty would have to open a page for him, this gatekeeping old man.

Recalling the scenes that happened just now...

Jiang Ye's eyes, besides the satisfied pleasure, also had a trace of lingering fear.

Fortunately, the Five Birds Fist he practiced was a health-preserving fist art; otherwise, his old bones might have been accounted for here today.

This "battle" was indeed a bit dangerous.

"They are both martial artists, with vigorous Qi and blood, and their physique is far better than ordinary women, so they may wake up at any time."

Jiang Ye forced himself to calm down, quickly analyzed the situation, and his brows locked tightly. "When they wake up, facing this scene, facing me..."

He couldn't imagine at all, when Liu Yiyi's cold-as-ice eyes regained clarity, when Su Yan's gentle smile turned into astonishment and shame.

How should he conduct himself? Explain? Apologize? Or silently bear the possible monstrous anger and killing intent?

"Can't stay here."

Almost instantly, he made a decision—temporarily avoid.

But not just leave.

For the safety of the two, he would definitely not go far, just hiding nearby.

If anyone dared to approach here, he would take action immediately.

Jiang Ye bent down, as gently as possible, and put the clothes back on Liu Yiyi and Su Yan, who were sleeping soundly.

Afterward, he carefully checked the broken door and wall hole, listened to the movements around him, and confirmed again and again that no outsiders would approach this quiet water pavilion in a short time.

Everything was arranged properly, and he finally looked at the two beautiful women sleeping together on the carpet.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Liu Yiyi's face, which could not hide her beautiful outline even in sleep, and his eyes were complex and hard to understand.

An absurd thought flashed through his mind inexplicably.

Cold outside, hot inside.