Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 210: Trick for a Kiss

SLAP!

A crisp slapping sound echoed through the living room as Lin Kuang sent Wang Ya Hao flying with a fierce strike, slamming him hard onto the ground. A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, along with two of his back molars. His left cheek bore five clear, crimson fingerprints, a testament to the ferocity of Lin Kuang’s blow.

That single slap had completely stunned Wang Ya Hao, leaving him utterly bewildered. He never imagined Lin Kuang would be so "unreasonable" as to resort to direct violence. Even more shocking was the audacity of it all—to be beaten in his own home was simply unbelievable.

The Witch was just as flabbergasted. She hadn’t expected Lin Kuang to be so decisive. His fluid motion and domineering presence were now seared into her mind, leaving her mesmerized. Her heart pounded wildly, and her beautiful eyes sparkled as she gazed at Lin Kuang’s not-so-broad back. At the same time, she was annoyed with herself for being deceived by Wang Ya Hao. Lin Kuang had already told her that he was behind it all, yet she had been swayed by his words just moments ago. This infuriated her, and she glared daggers at Wang Ya Hao.

Just then, Wang Ya Hao slowly came to his senses. He scrambled up from the floor, his eyes instantly turning blood-red. Those crimson eyes burned with murderous intent as he stared at Lin Kuang. If looks could kill, Lin Kuang would have died a hundred times over.

"You... you... you dare to hit me?" Wang Ya Hao’s voice was filled with indescribable rage. He gasped for breath like a bellows, his face contorting into a frightening mask of fury.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang stared back coldly. "Yes, I hit you. And I’m not done."

With that, Lin Kuang strode forward and slapped Wang Ya Hao across the other side of his face.

SLAP!

THUD!

Wang Ya Hao was sent flying again, smashing hard onto the floor. A spray of blood flew from the corner of his mouth as he trembled with uncontrollable rage.

"Consider those two slaps a warning," Lin Kuang said coldly, his emotionless eyes locked onto Wang Ya Hao’s. "Wang Ya Hao, remember the saying: the only way to keep a secret is to not do it in the first place. Walls have ears. I hope you remember this lesson.

"If you dare try something like this again, I won’t hesitate to make you disappear from this world for good!"

As he spoke, a terrifying murderous aura erupted from Lin Kuang, enveloping Wang Ya Hao completely. Wang Ya Hao’s body trembled violently, his eyes wide with utter horror.

This horrifying killing intent feels like being cast into hell! It’s like the Grim Reaper is standing right behind me. If I make a single move, I’m dead!

At that thought, Wang Ya Hao swallowed hard. The intense sense of crisis paralyzed him, preventing him from making the slightest move. After all, everyone fears death. Some can suppress that fear, while others are indifferent, but for an ordinary person—especially a wealthy young man like Wang Ya Hao—death was a profound terror. He was young. He didn’t want to die.

Seeing Wang Ya Hao’s expression, a flicker of disdain crossed Lin Kuang’s eyes. He turned away, ignoring him completely.

When Lin Kuang’s gaze fell on the Witch, his cold demeanor melted away, replaced by a warm smile. "Let’s go home," he said.

"Oh," the Witch uttered distractedly, following Lin Kuang out of the villa. The image of his domineering figure was impossible to forget.

They both got into the car, and Lin Kuang drove away. The Witch remained silent for most of the ride. It wasn’t until they were halfway to Liu Shilin’s villa that she finally spoke.

"I’m... I’m sorry," she said softly, her face blushing. "I was almost tricked by Wang Ya Hao back there. I should have trusted you."

Lin Kuang had told her Wang Ya Hao was to blame, but she had wavered after hearing his defense. Now, feeling she had wronged Lin Kuang, she had to apologize. Hearing her words, Lin Kuang was taken aback for a moment. He glanced at the bashful Witch and couldn’t help but laugh aloud. This girl is actually pretty cute.

The Witch had been waiting for his reply, but hearing him laugh so smugly filled her with a mix of embarrassment and anger. "Jerk! What are you laughing at!" she snapped, her face crimson.

"Uh, nothing. I was just thinking you’re really cute," Lin Kuang said with a grin. "But since you know you were wrong, isn’t just saying sorry a bit insincere? Shouldn’t there be some... tangible action?"

In truth, Lin Kuang didn’t mind what had happened earlier, chalking it up to the Witch’s naivety. But now that she was apologizing on her own, he couldn’t resist the chance to extort some benefits.

"What... what do you want?" the Witch stammered, shrinking back. She eyed him with a hint of fear, as if expecting him to do something to her.

Lin Kuang was speechless. Do I really look that much like a villain?

"Nothing much," he said with a grin. "Just a kiss. That’s not too much to ask, is it?"

Hearing this, the Witch quietly let out a sigh of relief. "Just a kiss?" she asked, her face still red. "You’re not afraid I’ll bite you again?"

"It’s fine. I’m thick-skinned," Lin Kuang replied nonchalantly.

"Oh... okay then." With her face flushed, the Witch pursed her red lips and planted a light kiss on Lin Kuang’s cheek. This time, there was no playful bite.

Honestly, Lin Kuang was surprised. He had only been teasing her and didn’t expect her to actually go through with it. Her lips felt soft and smooth against his cheek—a surprisingly pleasant sensation.

"Mm, not bad," Lin Kuang said with a grin. "That’ll do."

"Jerk! What do you mean, ’that’ll do’?" the Witch huffed. "That was this young lady’s first kiss!"

Lin Kuang wanted to retort. Didn’t you already give me your first kiss in my room? Even if it was a bite...

But before he could say anything, a pale-faced young man appeared several dozen meters ahead, standing right in the path of his car.