My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Mmm... you heard right, put on the stockings, and serve me well first, let me have some fun!"

Yuan Shifei was obsessed with women's legs to an extreme degree.

Wherever he went, he always carried this case that never left his side. Inside were various stockings and the tools for cutting off and perfectly preserving women's beautiful legs.

Because he was Yuan Tiangang's nephew, and had the Martial Alliance backing him, he had committed so many crimes without capsizing.

"Come!"

Yuan Shifei threw a pair of unopened black stockings in front of Yan Mingyu, his face showing a measure of satisfaction, "To tell the truth, your legs are the most perfect I've ever seen. I can finally add them to my collection.

Also, you better not try any tricks. Your husband Qin Yu is formidable, but he has already taken people to the Fengyun Villa in the suburbs. The helpers my uncle Yuan Tiangang has requested from the major sects, I can assure you, your husband will definitely not return tonight!"

"You... You're too despicable!"

Yan Mingyu trembled with anger.

"Yan, the great beauty, you're a celebrity from the East Sea, a wealthy and beautiful woman worth billions. You should understand that since ancient times, this society has always followed the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak. Big fish eat small fish, smart people eat ordinary people. If you have to blame someone, blame your husband for being too foolish!"

Yuan Shifei said boastfully.

"Alright... alright.... I'll put on the stockings. But can you let me off the hook, and not chop off my legs?"

It seemed that Yan Mingyu had chosen to compromise, as after all, both Yuan Shifei and Feng Wudao practiced martial arts, and she was unable to resist them.

"Impossible, my interest in beautiful legs far surpasses my interest in that. How about this, I'll sharpen the knife a bit quicker to spare you some pain!"

After speaking, Yuan Shifei took out from the case a fifty-centimeter long, gleaming cleaver, likely custom-made and very substantial. He tested the sharpness of the blade with his finger then took out a sharpening stone and began grinding it leisurely.

"Miss Yan, please!"

Feng Wudao made an emotionless gesture inviting her to proceed.

"I... I'll change in the bathroom. I'm not used to taking off my pants in front of strange men!"

Yan Mingyu bit her lip, her complexion looking somewhat unsightly as she spoke.

"Fine, Uncle Feng, keep a close watch!"

Yuan Shifei tilted his head slightly.

"Mm!"

Only when Yan Mingyu picked up the stockings and walked towards the bathroom did Feng Wudao follow at a moderate distance.

She was just an ordinary woman with no combat ability at all, so there was nothing to worry about regarding her escaping.

Squeak...

Yan Mingyu pushed open the bathroom door.

"Swoosh..."

But just a black shadow flashed past, brushing by Yan Mingyu and standing in front of Feng Wudao.

"Ah? Qin Yu!"

Feng Wudao's eyes bulged like brass bells, completely surprised; in his dreams, he wouldn't have expected Qin Yu to have been hiding in the bathroom all along.

Since Qin Yu's realm was higher than his, and he had already reached the Pill Holding Realm, he had somewhat returned to a primordial state, and after concealing his presence, those weaker than he would not be able to detect him.

Since Wu Mei had already warned him that going to Fengyun Villa was a trap, how could he have been unprepared?

"You... weren't you supposed to be at Fengyun Villa?"

Yuan Shifei also stopped sharpening his knife, his expression changing to one of dismay.

"Indeed, someone went to Fengyun Villa, but that person wasn't me!"

Qin Yu stated calmly.

"Hmph, Qin Yu, it's been over half a year since we last met, you've grown quite a bit. However, I've also improved my skills, I am not necessarily afraid of you!"

Feng Wudao was, after all, a seasoned veteran among martial artists, and he still had confidence in his own skills. He thought Qin Yu had just had a major fight at the Ye Family and might not have fully recovered his strength yet.

"Feng Wudao, I had planned to come to the Capital City after a while to settle scores with you. Since you've come to seek death voluntarily, I'll grant you your wish and avenge my grandfather!"

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing through them.

"Hahaha... Come take your revenge. That old man was indeed beaten to death by me, with the satisfying sound of his bones cracking!"

Feng Wudao burst into loud laughter, deliberately provoking Qin Yu with his words, hoping to anger him and disturb his state of mind.

"Since that's the case, I'll return to you, tenfold, a hundredfold, the pain my grandfather suffered!"

Qin Yu said in a deep voice, and as he clenched his fist, he was already in front of Feng Wudao.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm a pushover?"

Feng Wudao snorted coldly, his hands forming claws, and with a swoosh, he lunged at Qin Yu's face, roaring, "Taste the power of the Great Capture Hand!"

"If our realms were the same, your capture technique might be useful. Unfortunately, you haven't broken through to Pill Holding, and you have no idea how big the gap is between yourself and the Bao Dan Realm!"

Qin Yu said unhurriedly, then stretched out his ten fingers and slipped them through the gaps between Feng Wudao's fingers, before contracting them and firmly seizing control of Feng Wudao's hands in his palm.

"Crack..."

Previously, when Qin Yu was still in the late Half-Step Baodan stage, he had faced Ye Qianzhong and, despite fighting for his life, hadn't managed to injure the man at all. Now Feng Wudao was in the same situation; he was in the late Half-Step Baodan stage, but in front of Qin Yu, who was in the Pill Holding Realm, the difference was like that between an adult and a child.

Qin Yu simply grabbed Feng Wudao's hands and twisted, breaking all of his fingers.

It's said that each of the ten fingers is connected to the heart; few can bear such agony.

"Ahhh...."

Feng Wudao's face turned pale, and he let out a miserable scream.

"Bang!"

"Quiet down; don't scare my wife!"

Qin Yu threw a hook punch at Feng Wudao's chin, and with a crack, his entire jaw turned into a bloody mess. The room instantly fell silent, save for the unsteady sound of Feng Wudao's staggering footsteps.

He had never imagined that Qin Yu, who had been weaker than himself just half a year ago, had now become so powerful that he could beat him with ease.

"I'm saying... I was just joking with Miss Yan, you believe me, right?"

Yuan Shifei was also starting to panic; even though he was Yuan Tiangang's nephew, he was preoccupied with studying women's legs every day, and his cultivation remained stagnant at Huajin, with no progress.

Feng Wudao was no match for Qin Yu, let alone him.

He forced a smile, which seemed like a cheap mask.

"Hehe, don't rush, I'll take care of him first, and then we can slowly talk about life and dreams."

Qin Yu smirked, revealing a row of small white teeth.

"You... you better not touch me. My uncle is Yuan Tiangang, and he knows people from the big sects! The Martial Alliance has a powerful backer too!"

Yuan Shifei said with a threatening yet apprehensive tone, Qin Yu's handsome smile, in his eyes, was as terrifying as the grin of a ghoul in a horror movie, a harbinger of death.

"I've offended many over the past year; your uncle won't make much of a difference. Besides, he played a role in my grandfather's death too!"

Qin Yu said flatly, his fist clenched, and landed on Feng Wudao like a cannonball.

Bang bang...

The dull sounds were like those of a pile driver.

"I'm getting out of here..."

Yuan Shifei's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He turned around and ran towards the door without looking back.

Thwack...

Just then, with a faint sound of air breaking, Qin Yu flicked his finger.

"Ouch, my leg..."

A bloody hole suddenly appeared in Yuan Shifei's leg, and he stumbled, half-kneeling on the ground.