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#214 · 214 of 807

Chapter 214: Teasing the Playboy (2)

A cold glint flashed in Su Luo's eyes!

Was he using force to coerce her into compromising?

Did he really take her for some good-for-nothing who could be bullied without any ability to fight back?

Su Luo stood motionless on the spot, her gaze as cold as ice, her slender eyebrows like congealed frost, exuding a chill.

She just looked at the brocade-clad Young Master with a cold, mocking smile. Although she had been struck by his spiritual power, her face remained as if nothing had happened, calm and composed, as if she were completely unaffected.

A flash of astonishment crossed the brocade-clad Young Master's face; he had not expected this Stinky Girl to actually have some real skills. However, precisely because of this, his interest in Su Luo grew.

However, at this very moment, a middle-aged Black-Robed Person suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He swept a faint, gloomy gaze over the brocade-clad Young Master and gave a light wave of his hand. Instantly, the powerful pressure released by the brocade-clad Young Master vanished into thin air, and the cold, oppressive atmosphere returned to its original state.

Upon seeing the middle-aged Black-Robed Person, the brocade-clad Young Master's eyes instantly narrowed, and a hint of awe appeared in his expression.

"The raw material market absolutely does not allow forced buying or selling." The middle-aged Black-Robed Person looked at Su Luo and said calmly, then turned to the brocade-clad Young Master, his expression quite displeased: "And it does not allow coercion by force."

Before he had even finished speaking, a thin layer of cold sweat seemed to appear on the brocade-clad Young Master's forehead. It seemed that at this moment, he was enduring an indescribable pressure. His legs felt as if someone had kicked them heavily, and he couldn't help but want to kneel to the ground.

However, he clenched his teeth tightly, holding back with all his might to keep from kneeling, his teeth grinding together with a crunching sound that made others' teeth ache just listening to it.

"Yes." The brocade-clad Young Master trembled all over, seemingly unable to hold it in any longer, and gritted out the single word.

"Why aren't you rolling away yet?" The middle-aged Black-Robed Person frowned, seeming very displeased, yet with a wave of his hand, the pressure that had been concentrated on the brocade-clad Young Master, making it hard for people to breathe, dissipated.

The brocade-clad Young Master looked as if he had been dragged out of a pool; his whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and sweat dripped from his face in beads.

"Yes." The brocade-clad Young Master replied weakly, instantly tucking his tail between his legs, and ran away shamefully with his group of evil servants, never looking back.

Just like that… never looking back… he ran away…

Watching the brocade-clad Young Master get dismissed with just a few words, the crowd was stunned. Some were shocked, some were puzzled, but most were simply incredulous!

Yes, absolutely incredulous.

Why?

It was quite simple. Based on their years of experience visiting the raw material market, that brocade-clad Young Master had committed evil deeds in the market many times, but never before had a Black-Robed Person stepped forward to stop him, let alone force him to run away directly.

Because everyone knew the identity of that brocade-clad Young Master; such an aristocratic family was not someone anyone could afford to offend.

But today, the Black-Robed Person appeared so quickly and dealt with the brocade-clad Young Master without mercy… So, was it a coincidence? Or was it intentional?

If it were a coincidence, that would be one thing, but if it were intentional… Everyone's gaze focused on Su Luo. If it were done intentionally, then This Young Lady's background must be incredibly significant.

For a moment, the crowd just stared blankly at Su Luo, their minds filled with a thousand thoughts, their expressions complex and bewildered.

At this moment, taking advantage of the crowd's daze, one person tried to grease the soles of his feet and run away.

Su Luo shouted loudly: "Hou San, stop right there for This Young Lady! Thinking of running now? It's too late!"

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