Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Could it be that he only cares whether I agree with her or not? Zhou Hongyu followed his lead and quickly came to this conclusion, almost laughing out loud.

No, no, no! I almost got tricked by him again!

"Since you're so afraid I won't agree, why did you leave the document casually on the nightstand?" Zhou Hongyu asked again, "Instead of storing it properly?"

Yan Yu replied:

"Because I want to make sure you have the highest probability of signing, so I planned to bring it up at a suitable time, occasion, and atmosphere, which requires the document to be within my reach to avoid missing the opportunity."

Wow! Tang Xiaolian was truly impressed. Yan Yu, you're really good at making things up! You casually left my document right next to hers!

"But when you told me the document was on the nightstand just now," Zhou Hongyu said coldly, "Neither your dismissive expression nor your casual tone seemed like any 'suitable time, occasion, and atmosphere.'"

"Yes, because I changed my mind at the last minute," Yan Yu replied, "When you came through the wall, your expression was obviously unhappy, which made me realize that handing over the document last could lead you to misunderstand my intentions."

"What intention?" Zhou Hongyu asked.

"You are very important to me," Yan Yu said sincerely, "I don't want to bear the consequences of losing you, so when I saw you coming in, I decided to take a chance despite my nervousness."

Zhou Hongyu was speechless, stunned on the spot.

Tang Xiaolian was numbed by his words, thinking that although Yan Yu made it sound plausible, this was clearly a made-up lie on the spot. Would her sister really believe him?

Wait, she might actually believe him!

Many women are easily swayed by emotions, and Zhou Hongyu is a typical example. She didn't care whether Yan Yu's words were true or false, only about the attitude he displayed, so she sat down on the bed and said:

"I am indeed angry, but not because of this. I'm angry that you didn't come to find me for so many days because of such a reason."

"Hongyu," Yan Yu held her hand and said tenderly, "When love is everlasting, once married it shouldn't just be morning after night?"

"I want day and night," Zhou Hongyu said stubbornly, "I'll let you off this time, but if you don't come to find me for several days next time, it won't be so easy to get away with it!"

Tang Xiaolian thought to herself, sis, you already let him get away with it! Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something with a smile when Zhou Hongyu waved her hand:

"Xiaolian, come here!"

"What's up, sis?" Tang Xiaolian thought it'd be okay if she forgave Yan Yu, so he wouldn't blame her later, and hopped out.

"Do you want to go first or should I?" Zhou Hongyu asked her.

Tang Xiaolian looked dumbfounded and Yan Yu was also confused:

"What do you mean?"

"We're going to put you to the test," Zhou Hongyu smiled slightly.

"Didn't you just let me off?" Yan Yu was finally shocked, "Why put me to the test?"

"Quit fussing," Zhou Hongyu said matter-of-factly, "If I didn't let you off, we'd be tying you up for fun; now that I've forgiven you, it's gentle fun. You choose."

Tang Xiaolian was speechless and felt like helping Yan Yu complain, then remembered him holding hands with Li Minghu earlier, and immediately switched to a mischievous expression, saying:

"Tying him up could be fun too, why don't I go get the rope?"

"Stop joking," Zhou Hongyu held Tang Xiaolian's hand, "Let him choose himself."

Yan Yu stared blankly at the two of them. Hongyu had a tall and slender figure, flawless fair skin, arched eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, cool yet dazzling; while Xiaolian was delicate and adorable, with smooth porcelain-like skin, a dainty nose, and cherry lips, soft and gem-like.

If they attacked separately, it wouldn't be a big deal. But if the sisters teamed up, their complementary types would make it hard for him to easily win.

Fight, defend, surrender, escape, die. At this point, escaping was not an option, and he didn't want to surrender, so considering Yan Yu's style, proactive offense to control the rhythm was more suitable than passive defense.

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The facts proved that Yan Yu's judgment was correct.

Hongyu had a tough personality, her attacks were straightforward and vigorous, like heavy infantry on the front lines, holding the position firmly without retreating or yielding; Xiaolian, on the other hand, was a charming soft sister, skilled in psychological warfare, akin to archers on the battlefield, attacking from a distance and causing frequent wavering army morale.

Even with his Golden Core body, Yan Yu couldn't withstand the alternating damage in such a short period of time. He quietly got dressed after they both fell asleep deeply.

He couldn't stay any longer. Was this really his room? It was more like a dragon's lair!

If more of them came, his life might really end here.

He used to read web novels where readers asked how many female leads were suitable, and some replied, "The more the merrier." Yan Yu wanted to teach them a lesson through the internet cable. In ancient times, the Three Palaces, Six Courtyards, and Seventy-Two Concubines meant the Emperor could pick whoever he wanted, without picking everyone had to wait collectively.

Try this in modern times? All are close-hearted relationships, they'll leave you prematurely aged for sure.

Yan Yu felt his origin was damaged, so to be safe, he had to find a place to hide.

His judgment was correct. Because 20 minutes after he left, Zhao Yuanzhen phased through the wall into his room.

Seeing Zhou Hongyu and Tang Xiaolian waking up, the three almost fought on the spot.

Yan Yu decided to find a place to hide, and after thinking carefully, he didn't have many options.

First, it had to be a man.

If it's a woman, if she's connected to me, it's like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth; if not, there's only Xu Jin, but can't harm her reputation and cause misunderstandings.

Secondly, since Zhou Hongyu and Tang Xiaolian were already exhausted, the former Huofeng Team members' dwelling would be safest now.

Lastly, among the Huofeng Team members, he was most familiar with Zhang Huaide.

Got it.

Yan Yu arrived at Zhang Huaide's room door and was about to phase through the wall, suddenly remembered something, and knocked on the door properly.

Zhang Huaide came to open the door, saw Yan Yu standing outside and pushed up his glasses:

"Old Yan, anything?"

"Need to hide here for a bit," Yan Yu slipped inside.

Zhang Huaide closed the door, showing a thoughtful expression, finally concluding from numerous reasons with a most reliable guess:

"Got chased by Hongyu and Xiaolian, right?"

"How'd you figure that out?" Yan Yu asked puzzledly, sitting on a chair in the room.

"Two women fighting over one man," Zhang Huaide said calmly, "It's a likely outcome, so did I guess wrong?

"It's sort of a chase, just not in the way you think," Yan Yu said ambiguously.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Huaide paused, then tentatively asked, "A hellish situation? Like Paris' Golden Apple, forcing you to choose?

"Ah, forget it," Yan Yu waved his hand, "What've you been up to lately?"

"Discussing assistant matters with the higher-ups," Zhang Huaide replied, "Hongyu's assistant can't communicate with her.

"With her temper, it'll be hard to trust someone new shortly," Yan Yu understood, "How about you, what's your assistant situation?"

"I haven't formed my core yet," Zhang Huaide said honestly.

"Can pre-book with the Pingxi Army," Yan Yu laughed, "Take this chance, find a pretty and congenial girl, then you're all set.

"No need, I have a girlfriend," Zhang Huaide shook his head, "Usually they'll assign a same-sex assistant.

"You have a girlfriend?" Yan Yu was surprised, "Is she human?"

"Can't be backup glasses," Zhang Huaide joked putting his glasses on his nose, "Started dating in sophomore year.

"A mortal?"

"A mortal."

"That's good," Yan Yu commented, "Though cultivation talent transmits via bloodline, it's not essential to marry exceptional cultivators for this purpose.

"I completely agree," Zhang Huaide said surprised, "But given your situation, it's surprising to hear this from you, old Yan."

"I just…" Yan Yu suddenly felt inexplicably tired, sighing, "The women around me just happen to be strong and beautiful female cultivators."

"That's tough," Zhang Huaide nodded.

His expression showed no trace of sarcasm.