Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

Tong felt a lump in her throat, clenched her fists and shook them back and forth, occasionally giving Master Du a disdainful look, and walked all the way to the entrance of the Longchaoge Film Studio.

Throughout the journey, Master Du feigned ignorance and deliberately created at least a hundred flaws, yet he still failed to lure out the murderer who had previously revealed his murderous intent in the shadows.

The shrewd Mr. Du gradually realized that things were not so simple.

However, Boss Shen is currently busy capturing the ancient Dragon Realm and also has to contact some intelligence merchant. He can't spare the time to come back and oversee the Dragon Tide Pavilion.

Everything still depends on me, Du.

Master Du, head bowed in thought, followed Tong closely, oblivious to Tong's cold stare and even the entrance to the Dragon Tide Pavilion...

"Boom-"

"Ouch!"

Tong watched helplessly as Master Du rammed into the gate of Longchao Pavilion step by step.

But Mr. Du's reaction was unusual.

Tong unleashed a barrage of cat-like punches at the entrance of Longchao Pavilion. The ear-piercing sound of the cat's paws scraping against the bronze door made Tong involuntarily take a few steps back.

What's wrong with this stinky cat?!

"Where is the thief? Where is the thief?!"

Old Master Du scratched the door several times, and actually left several scratch marks on it.

It quickly adjusted its position, standing upright with its back against the door. Its vertical pupils narrowed to mere slits as it scanned its surroundings, not even missing a fly.

"How dare you act so presumptuously on the territory of our Dragon Tide Pavilion?"

"Where are you from? State your name!"

"You cowardly rat! Don't you know this place is under Boss Shen's protection?!"

(Du Juan: You did it?)

White Dove: Huh...? I thought you were the one who made the move?

Dujuan: Did it bump into the door by itself?

White Dove: Really?

Cuckoo: ...Nervous.)

Master Du observed for a while but couldn't find any clues around him. Instead, Tong's death stare made Master Du feel like he was standing on pins and needles...

"Stupid cat! You've bumped into the door yourself, what's wrong with you?!"

"Open the door now! Don't cause me any trouble!"

Enveloped in a gloomy mood, Tong showed no respect for Master Du whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Du thought about it carefully and finally realized that he had indeed accidentally bumped into the door.

Am I being too nervous and overreacting...?

Too,

Master Du's body trembled.

Thinking back on all the times I've created openings and given countless opportunities to ambush me, how could those villains possibly let these chances slip by if they're still following me?

They must have been scared off by my superior strategy and keen senses!

Otherwise, how could the journey have been so smooth?

hum~

Without me, Du, this Dragon Tide Pavilion would collapse!

As he pondered this, Mr. Du pulled out his keys from his pocket, jumped up, and opened the door...

"Click——"

"Eek—yum—"

The heavy, old door was opened with an unpleasant thud...

wrong!

Master Du suddenly turned his head!

Unfazed by Shang Tong's death stare—what did this guy just call me?!

Stupid cat??

Stupid cat!?

Stupid cat!!

"What did you just call me?"

Master Du licked the cat's paw and pressed for an answer with a sharp expression.

This demeanor, this coercive attitude, couldn't help but remind Tong of Min Moyou...

Ahhhhh! ! ! !

So annoying!

"Stupid cat! I called you stupid cat, so what?! Huh!?"

I can't handle that Minmo You, so why would I be afraid of a cat like you?

When I'm in a good mood, I'll call you "Master" because you're in charge of the money. Do you really think you're someone important?

Tong's provocation enraged Master Du—who knows where those rats are hiding, watching the spectacle!

If I don't teach Tong a lesson today, how will I, Du, gain the respect of the people in the future?

How can I win people's hearts?!

"Rebellion! You're rebelling!"

"Reversing the Heavenly Principles! Absolutely reversing the Heavenly Principles!!"

"You don't want your salary anymore, huh? You think I can't teach you a lesson?!"

Master Du started with zero frames, first kicking against the door, then using the momentum to double jump, directly leaping onto Tong's head, raising his cat paw, swinging it in a full moon, about to slap Tong's head!

Tong, who was in extremely poor condition, was indeed caught off guard and could only watch as Master Du launched a close-range attack!

"欻——"

A faint whooshing sound rang out, and a few wisps of cat hair on Master Du's right ear fluttered down...

Master Du no longer cared about disciplining Tong. His killing intent, which was far stronger than before, almost made him lose his strength. He quickly took advantage of the moment when his body was still under control and once again performed a double kick in mid-air!

The cat stretched and rolled until Mr. Du hid on the wall before landing steadily.

Having traveled all over the country for so many years, this was the first time Du felt so close to death...

"You've followed me all this way, why don't you show yourself!"

"Whatever the grudges, let's talk them out. We, Longchao Pavilion, will just admit defeat."

"What kind of hero resorts to underhanded tactics?!"

"That's not how you navigate the martial world!"

It thought to itself: Boss Shen isn't here, Tong isn't in good condition, and while I, the master, am a strategist known for my tactics, my actual strength isn't that high. Then there's this bunch of useless, incompetent idiots left...

How about we give in first?

face?

Is saving face more important than life?

Master Du waited for a long time, and Tong was also frightened by Master Du's repeated strange behavior. The two of them waited in the same spot for a very long time...

There was no sound or response from the surroundings.

"boom!"

Tong slammed the door shut and entered, glancing at Master Du out of the corner of her eye.

"nerve!"

"you......!"

Master Du pointed incredulously at Tong's departing figure, the bitterness in his eyes beyond words—he was almost certain that the "dirty thing" that had repeatedly tried to kill him was most likely something Tong had provoked this time.

And it seems that contact with the pupil is the switch that triggers the killing intent...

Niang Xipi!

You've gotten yourself into trouble without even realizing it, and now you're dragging me, Mr. Du, into this mess and giving me attitude?

Unreasonable!

This is absolutely incomprehensible!

If it weren't for your past hard work and contributions to the revival of my Longchao Pavilion, I would have definitely taught you a lesson!

No, I can't get involved in this. We have to wait for the boss to come back before we can make a plan.

Let's find out what's going on with Hitomi first. Only after we understand the situation can we deal with it more effectively...

Master Du jumped down from the wall, casually kicked the door shut, sighed deeply, and walked heavily toward Tong's room in Longchao Pavilion.

I glanced around as well.

Hmm, very good.

No sign of the group of rats eavesdropping was found.

...........

As soon as Tong returned to Longchao Pavilion, she went to her room without a door.

The room's layout was very simple, not much different from a bare-bones house.

She habitually sprawled out on the old, cheap, sponge-covered single sofa she'd slept on for years, her brow furrowing involuntarily.

The difference in comfort between this and the luxurious single sofa I sat on at Kowloon Court is enormous; I'm actually a little unaccustomed to it for a moment...

Not to mention compared to the bed at Kowloon Residence...

Ahhhhh! !! !!

In no mood!

I don't want to think about these things anymore!

Get out of here, all of you!

Get out of our heads!

Tong closed her eyes in frustration, trying to expel the memories of Kowloon Residence and even Min Moyou from her mind. But the more she tried, the more firmly those memories took root in her chaotic mind, becoming increasingly clear...

"Tong, tell me honestly, what happened to you this time you didn't come home at night?"

Tong was feeling annoyed when Master Du's serious voice suddenly reached her ears.

Tong had no choice but to open her eyes and look at Master Du, who had silently appeared before her. Her already suppressed irritation was reignited—

This stinky cat insists on bringing this up again, doesn't it?

Are you trying to force us to remember?

Are you trying to rub salt into our wounds?!

asshole!

That stinky cat is just as awful as Minmoyou!

"What's it to you? Get out! This is my room. I'm going to rest!"

Tong coldly rebuked him and turned her face away.

"What do you mean 'it has nothing to do with me'? Do you think I want to interfere? Do you even know what trouble you've caused me and the Dragon Tide Pavilion?!"

Master Du was filled with fear and anxiety the whole way, and Tong's attitude was extremely bad, which made it not in a good mood or with a pleasant expression. It immediately began to scold Tong.

Tong was even more annoyed, but more than that, she felt wronged—we were bullied outside, and now we have to be bullied by you again when we come back?

I'm the one who's injured, and this stinky cat is still yelling at me!?

We're already in such a bad mood, why are you still trying to upset me?

I can't stand it anymore!!!

Tong Ling stood up sharply and grabbed at Master Du.

There is only one thought in my mind:

Throw that stinky cat out!

"Hey, hey, hey—what are you doing? What are you doing?!"

When Master Du saw Tong reach out, he quickly sprang into action and dodged it—after what had just happened, how could he dare to let Tong touch him again?

And so, in this chase and evasion, Master Du was forced out of the room.

But this room has no door—doesn't that mean this stinky cat can come and go as it pleases?

How does this work? !

Tong frowned again—after returning from Kowloon Residence and experiencing the extravagant lifestyle, the living environment of Dragon Tide Pavilion was simply unbearable for her.

Meanwhile, Master Du stood firmly at the door of Tong's room, as if to tell her: If you don't explain things clearly today, I won't leave!

You have no chance!

Tong was so angry she laughed. Are they all bullying us like this?

It feels like the whole world is against us...

Destroy this damned world.

Tong was still tired. She'd been chasing after Master Du for quite a while, and her anger had subsided somewhat. She decided to go back to the sofa, lie down, and quickly fall asleep, forgetting everything...

I don't want to waste time with Du Maomao.

This stinky cat can do whatever it wants; Tong won't give it a second thought.

But just as Tong was walking back, she suddenly saw the screen in the room. A plan immediately formed in her mind—

The width and height of this screen are almost the same; isn't it a natural "door"?

It turns out our room did have a door, we just hadn't noticed it.

So Tong moved the screen to the doorway of the room, unfolded it, and successfully kept Master Du out of the room. Satisfied, she returned to her old sofa once again.