A fashion queen

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. All around was a dead silence, broken only by the sound of heavy, rapid breathing. After a few seconds of silence that felt like ages, Mo Yunting gritted his teeth and uttered, "Hmph, do you really think you can threaten me with just this?" After saying this, despite his reluctance, he slowly loosened Lu Yu's collar and reluctantly took a small step back.

At this critical moment, Lu Yu seized the opportunity and exerted all his strength to climb up from the ground. Because of the heavy blow he had just received, he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help coughing violently several times. Each cough felt like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, but he endured the pain and tried to regulate his disordered breathing.

Meanwhile, Liang Kuan was completely surprised! He thought Mo Yunting had truly retreated, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Mo Yunting flashed, launching an attack with astonishing speed like a ghost. His movements were so swift that it was almost impossible to follow. In the blink of an eye, Liang Kuan felt his hand lighten—the remote control he had been holding tightly in his hand had vanished!

"You!" Liang Kuan's eyes widened in disbelief, his face filled with astonishment. He had never imagined Mo Yunting would strike so swiftly, leaving him no time to react. Meanwhile, Mo Yunting had already successfully snatched the remote control and, with a grappling move, instantly subdued Liang Kuan.

After being subdued, Liang Kuan struggled desperately, never realizing that Mo Yunting was too powerful, and all his efforts were futile. Mo Yunting stared at the two men in front of him with an icy gaze, his eyes gleaming with an unwavering radiance that seemed to penetrate a person's soul.

"You won't succeed!" Mo Yunting's eyes widened in anger, his teeth clenched as he squeezed out these words, each one a bullet blazing with rage. "I will never allow anyone to harm my wife. Even if I have to perish together with you today, I won't hesitate or fear!" His voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the room, its determination chilling.

"Tell me, where is my wife?" Mo Yunting had completely lost his patience. His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked like an angry lion. Ever since he discovered his wife was missing, his heart had been hanging in the air, burning with anxiety.

Long before he found Lu Yu, Bai You, who had come with him, had already thoroughly searched every corner of the place, but had found no trace of Xue Ying. He knew full well that given Xue Ying's personality, she would never disappear for no reason unless she was in danger. Therefore, he concluded that Lu Yu must have hidden Xue Ying or secretly moved her somewhere else.

At that moment, Liang Kuan rushed forward like a flash of lightning, tightly hugging Mo Yunting's sturdy body. "Master, hurry up! I'll hold him back! Hurry up!" Liang Kuan's voice seemed to be torn apart as he roared at the top of his lungs. His eyes widened, his face flushed crimson, veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks.

Liang Kuan knew full well that the situation was critical and extremely unfavorable for them. If the stalemate continued, it would likely lead to unimaginable consequences. As long as he could sacrifice himself to protect Lu Yu's safety, even at the cost of his own life, he would do so willingly and without regret.