Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 156: Spinning a cocoon around oneself

Now that Wang Ya Hao had returned, Liu Shilin did feel a faint stirring in her heart the moment she heard his voice. But that was in the past, a memory she might occasionally recall fondly, but history nonetheless.

Some things, once left behind, are truly gone. You cannot just decide on your own to pick up where you left off. Just as Wang Ya Hao now wanted to rekindle their past romance, how could Liu Shilin possibly agree? That was a long time ago, and the Liu Shilin of today had already started to fall for Lin Kuang.

Although neither had officially confessed, they both knew what was in the other’s heart.

"I... I... Shilin, listen to me. I was forced to leave back then, but now I’m back, and I’ll never leave again! Believe me, I’m really not leaving this time. We can go back to how we were," Wang Ya Hao said agitatedly, his eyes locked on Liu Shilin.

Hearing this, Liu Shilin offered a slight smile. "I’m sorry, Mr. Wang, but that’s your wish. It has nothing to do with me."

"Why? Why, Shilin?! Is it because of this man beside you?!" Wang Ya Hao’s tone grew frantic, his voice rising unconsciously. His gaze fell upon Lin Kuang, instantly turning venomous.

Wang Ya Hao sized up Lin Kuang for the first time. Even though he felt he was more handsome, Lin Kuang possessed an aura that he lacked. He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was, but it gave him a very bad feeling.

"Yes, he’s my man, so please stop fixating on me," Liu Shilin said, wrapping her arms around Lin Kuang’s and gently resting her head on his shoulder. Her face flushed a faint pink, and she looked rather bashful.

She was not just using Lin Kuang as a shield; she had genuinely begun to fall in love with him.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang smiled faintly and pulled Liu Shilin into his embrace, completely ignoring Wang Ya Hao.

"Don’t worry, Shilin. You made the right choice," Lin Kuang said with a grin, holding the soft, delicate body in his arms.

"I think so too," Liu Shilin said, her face crimson. Her beautifully flushed cheeks showed an indescribable shyness, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

At any other time, Liu Shilin might not have dared to say such a thing. But with Wang Ya Hao present today, she felt a little provoked and decided not to hide her feelings for Lin Kuang. Although she and Lin Kuang had not known each other for long, feelings are not determined by time. Besides, Lin Kuang was truly exceptional and very attractive to her.

Watching Liu Shilin and Lin Kuang being so lovey-dovey, Wang Ya Hao exploded with rage. He had a short temper to begin with. He had also achieved minor success abroad and was the undisputed heir to the wealthiest family in East Sea. As a result, his personality was naturally arrogant and conceited.

"Kid, get away from Shilin. Name your price! I’ll give it to you!" Wang Ya Hao spoke coldly, his gaze dark as he stared at Lin Kuang, looking as if he would make the man vanish from the face of the earth if he refused.

Before Lin Kuang could respond, Liu Shilin erupted in anger, her beautiful eyes blazing as she glared at Wang Ya Hao.

"Mr. Wang, watch your tone and your words! Furthermore, you are not welcome at our table. Please leave!" she said furiously.

She knew Lin Kuang was not with her for money. Besides, with his abilities, earning money was hardly a problem.

Wang Ya Hao ignored Liu Shilin, his dark gaze still fixed on Lin Kuang. "Kid, I’m talking to you. Can you only hide behind a woman?!"

Liu Shilin was about to retort, but Lin Kuang stopped her.

"Shilin, sit down." Lin Kuang pulled her to his side with a smile. "Don’t bother with a jackass like him. Just let him stand there and rant by himself."

He completely ignored Wang Ya Hao, not even sparing him a glance. It was an utter snub.

Seeing Lin Kuang’s arrogant display, Wang Ya Hao became livid. He shot up from his seat, his gaze ice-cold as it locked onto Lin Kuang. "Kid, you’re courting death!"

At that moment, Wang Ya Hao made no effort to hide his anger. His voice echoed through the hall, startling many of the guests.

People are naturally curious, and a confrontation involving the heir of the Wang family, East Sea’s wealthiest, was undeniably intriguing.

"Is that Wang Ya Hao arguing with someone? And isn’t that woman with him Liu Shilin?" someone whispered.

"Heh, you don’t know the story? Back in the day, Wang Ya Hao and Liu Shilin started a business together. Their relationship was very good. If not lovers, they were close to it. For this to happen now... something’s definitely up," another person chimed in with a grin, clearly someone who knew a thing or two about their past.

"Whether I’m courting death or not has nothing to do with you. Besides, I don’t even know you. If you’re looking for a fight, however, I’m more than happy to oblige," Lin Kuang said coolly, glancing at Wang Ya Hao.

Hearing Lin Kuang’s words, some people in the crowd recognized him, and they began to wonder. Who is this guy? He dared to hit Huang Zelun, and now he’s talking back to Wang Ya Hao. Even Chu Zhongtian is polite to him. Just what is his background?

"Kid, I think you really are looking to die," Wang Ya Hao sneered.

The next moment, he snatched a red wine bottle from a nearby table and swung it viciously at Lin Kuang’s head. His movement was swift and his attack ruthless. If Lin Kuang were an ordinary person, the blow would have been enough to knock him out cold.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Lin Kuang’s eyes. In the next instant, he moved.

His left hand shot out like lightning, clamping down on the wrist Wang Ya Hao was using to hold the bottle.

Wang Ya Hao was visibly stunned, clearly not expecting Lin Kuang to be so fast.

A moment later, horror filled his eyes.

Lin Kuang’s hand suddenly tightened. A sharp pain shot through Wang Ya Hao’s wrist, and his hand involuntarily opened. At the same time, Lin Kuang’s left hand caught the falling bottle and brutally smashed it over Wang Ya Hao’s own head.

Wang Ya Hao’s neat hairstyle was instantly ruined.

CRASH!

The bottle shattered.

The crimson wine poured down Wang Ya Hao’s head, drenching his hair, his face, and his clothes. Under the lights, the red liquid looked disturbingly like blood.

"If you don’t know how to handle a wine bottle, don’t mess with it. This is what’s called being hoisted by your own petard," Lin Kuang said flatly, releasing his grip and letting the broken neck of the bottle clatter to the floor.

Witnessing this, everyone in the hall was completely stunned. Their faces were masks of shock and disbelief.

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