Chapter 189

"So he is Lingyun?" Song Yuxin looked at Lingyun with a curious expression.

Although she had been abroad for the past few years, she had kept in close contact with Chen Jing. Among all the boys Chen Jing mentioned, Lingyun was the only one she ever talked about.

"Hmm, I'd give his appearance a nine, and his temperament a nine point five. I haven't had a chance to get to know the rest yet, so I'll leave it at that for now. Regardless, since you've been constantly mentioning him in my ear, I'll give you a base score of six." Song Yuxin pulled away from Chen Jing's embrace, circled Lingyun several times, and finally stopped in front of him.

Black lines appeared on Lingyun's forehead; why did he have the feeling that this girl was definitely not someone reliable?

A blush rose on Chen Jing's face, and she grabbed Song Yuxin's hand, pulling her directly away from Lingyun. If she let her keep talking, there was no telling how many unspeakable things about her Lingyun would learn.

After Chen Jing arrived, the atmosphere in the private room became lively. After all, Chen Jing was one of the goddesses in the hearts of many young men in the capital, and her suitors were naturally countless. Usually, she almost never attended any gatherings, which left them feeling very frustrated. Now that they finally had a chance to see her at a party, they naturally swarmed over to curry favor. As for Lingyun on the side, they simply ignored him, wondering who he even was.

"Chen Jing, this is my boyfriend, Huo Yuhao," Song Yuxin said, pointing to a young man to introduce him to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing looked at the young man Song Yuxin was pointing to. He was also dressed in formal attire, but he gave off the impression of a somewhat shy, sunny young man. A faint smile always played on his face, giving people a sense of ease.

"He makes a good first impression! It seems you've found yourself a wonderful partner, though I wonder if your parents will approve!" Chen Jing said.

"Don't worry, I believe Yuhao can win over my parents!" Song Yuxin said, full of confidence in Huo Yuhao.

Lingyun found a spot to sit down in the room and then turned his gaze toward the young man. While others hadn't noticed, Lingyun felt an extremely subtle aura coming from him. This Huo Yuhao was likely no ordinary person; his strength was at least at the early Earth Stage. To reach the Earth Stage at this age, he was nine times out of ten from a hidden family or some major power. However, seeing the occasional flash of doting affection in his eyes as he looked at Song Yuxin, it was clear he truly loved this girl.

While Lingyun was observing Huo Yuhao, Huo Yuhao also felt someone sizing him up. When he turned his head, he happened to meet Lingyun's gaze. He smiled at Lingyun, raised his glass to toast him from afar, and then turned his attention back to Song Yuxin.

Just as Lingyun withdrew his gaze from Huo Yuhao, an arrogant voice sounded beside him: "So you're the pretty boy who came with Chen Jing?"

Lingyun frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice. A man in a white suit was standing next to him, looking at him with disdain.

Lingyun frowned slightly; he remembered not knowing this person, so why was he attacking him right off the bat?

"What, too scared to talk back? I'm telling you, that woman acts all high and mighty on the surface, but in reality, she's nothing good either!" The man seemed to have had quite a bit to drink, his breath reeking of alcohol as he spoke.

A cold glint flashed in Lingyun's eyes. Chen Jing was one of his few friends, and with his protective nature, how could he let someone slander her for no reason?

The man's voice was quite loud, immediately attracting the attention of everyone else in the room. Many people knew about Chen Jing's situation, but most didn't want to step in and just watched the show.

Just as the man was about to say more, a cold voice came: "Zhou Hao, what do you mean by that?"

Lingyun turned his head to see Song Yuxin walking toward them with an angry expression; it was clear she had heard everything the man said. Chen Jing, standing nearby, also looked very displeased, though her anger stemmed from the fact that this man dared to call Lingyun a "pretty boy."

"Isn't it true? Chen Jing, I thought you were so high and mighty, but it turns out you're just a shameless thing who keeps a pretty boy!" Seemingly drunk, Zhou Hao turned his fire on Chen Jing and shouted.

A cold light flashed in Lingyun's eyes. He knew that even if this man named Zhou Hao was drunk, he wouldn't dare bark wildly in front of Chen Jing. Someone must be pulling the strings behind him, and this man was just a dog sent out to ruin Chen Jing's reputation.

Just as Chen Jing was about to speak, Lingyun said coldly: "Who are you to act so presumptuously in front of me? Kneel!"

Zhou Hao wanted to say more, but suddenly felt a massive pressure crushing down on him. The terrifying force made his knees buckle, and he fell to his knees with a thud. Everyone present was stunned; they never expected that with just one word from Lingyun, the previously arrogant Zhou Hao would be kneeling before him.

Among the group, only Huo Yuhao frowned. As a powerful martial artist himself, he naturally saw that Lingyun had only used his aura to suppress the man. But this realization shocked him, because he had seen it, not sensed it. This meant Lingyun's aura was focused entirely on Zhou Hao from start to finish, without a single bit leaking out—what immense control that required! At the very least, with his current level of control, he could never achieve that.

"You, what did you do to me?" A hint of panic appeared on Zhou Hao's face. "I'm telling you, I'm from the Zhou family! If you dare touch me, the Zhou family won't let you off!"

"You're just a dog, and you dare to bark at me?" Lingyun said coldly. "Apologize to Chen Jing obediently, then get out of here, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Impolite? You dare to be impolite to me?" Zhou Hao seemed to have heard a huge joke. "I'm telling you, I'm from the Zhou family. With one word from me, you and everyone around you will be in trouble!"

Lingyun just looked up at Zhou Hao indifferently, and a terrifying killing intent slammed into him. Zhou Hao felt his vision blur, and suddenly he was in the middle of a sea of blood and corpses. Countless vengeful spirits wailed around him, trying to drag him into an endless hell. At the end of the sea of corpses stood a throne, and on it sat a person whose face could not be seen; it seemed that with one word from that person, the spirits surrounding him could destroy him forever.

Zhou Hao was just a spoiled brat; he had never seen such a terrifying scene and had never felt death so close. He was scared out of his wits. Although he didn't know why this was happening, it definitely had something to do with that "pretty boy." If he didn't want to die, he had to do as he was told.

"I'm sorry, Miss Chen, I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken nonsense, I shouldn't have spoken nonsense!" Zhou Hao's face turned whiter than a freshly painted wall as he apologized to Chen Jing repeatedly.

"Get out. You almost ruined a perfectly good party all by yourself!" Since this party was to welcome Song Yuxin back from abroad, Chen Jing didn't want any more trouble and waved her hand.

Zhou Hao felt the sea of corpses and the pressure vanish. He scrambled to his feet and stumbled out of the room as if there were some terrifying beast inside.

The people in the room looked at Lingyun with changed expressions. Who here didn't know that Zhou Hao often acted recklessly, relying on his family name? But for Lingyun to make this guy flee in such a pathetic state with just a few words—who exactly was this guy?

"Alright, alright, the party pooper is gone, let's continue our gathering!" Although Song Yuxin was also very interested in Lingyun, it clearly wasn't the right time to ask, so she steered the conversation back to the party.