Chapter 629: I'm Very Envious of You
Chapter 629: I'm Very Envious of You
"Dead?"
Beside them, geisha-clad Ming Mei glanced at Beri'er with a seductive smile. She stepped forward, her split hem revealing a flash of creamy, sunlit thigh that practically glowed in the daylight.
"Hey there, Navybrother", she purred, swaying closer. "Let's not fight, shall we? I have so many secrets I haven't shown you yet. Why don't you share some of your subordinates' secrets with me too? How about a little secret exchange?"
Whoosh!
A cross spear lashed out with a chain, whistling through the air. Ming Mei barely dodged as the weapon slammed into the ground beside her. She tilted her head, her smile never fading. "Navybrother, you really don't want to play nice?"
That sultry grin made the recently rescued navy soldiers collectively swallow hard.
Frankly, they were very envious.
This woman wasn't just beautiful—her aura alone made their hearts race.
"Cut the act!" a Navylieutenant barked, though he couldn't hide his dry throat. "We won't fall for your seductress tricks! But..." He cleared his throat. "If you surrender willingly, we might negotiate."
Donald yanked the chain, retrieving his cross spear. With a practiced motion, he retracted the chain into the spear's shaft, gripping the handle in a battle stance. His eyes locked onto Ming Mei.
Ming Mei's smile widened.
There it was—the same hypocrisy she'd come to expect from men.
Say no with their mouths but mean yes in their hearts.
Hypocritical men!
"I'm willing!" Donald rumbled suddenly.
"What?" Ming Mei blinked, her teasing words dying on her tongue.
"I said", Donald repeated, his gaze steady, "I'm very willing. I'm envious of your body. If you surrender, I'd be delighted to exchange secrets with you."
Ming Mei: "...Wait, what?"
"You're agreeing?!" she blurted. "Aren't you supposed to act reluctant but secretly eager?!"
"?" Donald's brow furrowed. "Why pretend reluctance? I genuinely want to be with you. You're attractive and tempting. A single man wouldn't refuse an offer like that. I am a single man—why would I say no?"
"Is that... really how it works?" Ming Mei had never encountered this before.
"Of course", Donald nodded. "Men appreciate beauty. What's wrong with that?!"
The sheer uprightness of his declaration made Ming Mei instinctively lean back.
This guy was an upright Lsp.
"In that case..." Ming Mei leaned in, her cherry-blossom lips parting in a tempting smile. She pressed a slender finger to Donald's chest, her neckline dipping to reveal a teasing abyss. "Put down your weapon. Let's have some fun."
"No."
Ming Mei: "...Wait, what?"
"You said you were willing!" she sputtered.
"I am", Donald replied. "But I'm navy. If you don't surrender, I'll have to arrest you even if I'm envious. If you keep resisting, I'll have to kill you. Though I am envious."
Ming Mei's lips twitched. Her finger suddenly stiffened, nails elongating into razor-sharp claws that plunged toward Donald's chest.
Let me dig out your heart and see what kind of twisted organ makes you think this way!
Clang!
Her claws skidded against an invisible barrier.
Haki!
"So you're resisting after all." Donald tightened his grip on the cross spear.
Ming Mei's instincts screamed. She leapt backward just as Donald swung his weapon, slicing a strand of hair from her head.
In one fluid motion, Donald flicked his fingers, yanking the chain to redirect the spear like a serpent striking its prey. His palm darkened with jet-black energy, channeling through the chain into the entire spear.
A direct hit would pierce straight through her.
"Lustful State!"
Ming Mei cried out, her pink eyes igniting with cherry-blossom embers. She spun like a dancer, evading the spear. Her white knight uniform slipped from her shoulders, revealing smooth skin and tantalizing collarbones.
The breeze caught her hem, lifting it to her thigh roots, a vision of temptation.
"What a heartless man", she murmured, her voice laced with mock sorrow. "Or is this just how men are? All talk until the moment matters, then they turn cold."
Her eyes flickered with genuine pain.
"Yes", she whispered, turning to the navy soldiers. "Men are all like that."
She beckoned with a finger, her breathy voice wrapping around them like silk. "I'm scared... Help me kill him, and I'll play with you. How about it?"
Pink embers swirled with her words, brushing against the navy men. Their eyes glazed with desire until a white energy snapped one soldier back to his senses.
"Tch." Ming Mei glared at the bearded man fighting Adela. "That man's such a nuisance."
"Still not surrendering?" Donald's voice cut through the haze as he closed in, spear thrusting.
Ming Mei gritted her teeth, but as she tried to retreat, Donald's spear shifted mid-strike. The chain lashed out, binding her in a "Turtle Shell Binding"—tight yet strangely alluring.
Among Kuro's subordinates, Donald ranked third in combat techniques. Whether unarmed or armed, his solo combat power was formidable.
"You're really going to tie me up like this?" Ming Mei glanced at the chains, her voice teasing despite herself.
(End of Chapter)
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