Chapter 263: The Cuckold's Rage! The Dragon King Breaks Through!
"That man... I love him very much..."
Liu Qingyue stood on the porch, the wind ruffling her dress. Her previously indifferent, beautiful face transformed as she spoke these words.
A sweet, genuine smile bloomed on her lips—a smile Han Qi had never seen directed at him in three years of marriage. Her eyes curved into crescents, filled with a tenderness and sweetness that was like honey mixed with poison for the man watching her.
She was indeed not a woman who loved money. Let alone 100 million, even if it were 1 billion or 10 billion, she would not fall for a man just because of his wallet. She had her pride.
However...
If one deliberately created a desperate situation for the Liu family—bankrupting them, threatening them with ruin—and then offered timely help like a god descending from heaven...
If one played the "Hero Saving the Beauty" perfectly, lending her 100 million without asking for immediate repayment...
It could indeed generate a lot of goodwill. It could crack the ice around her heart.
And once the crack appeared... desire, intimacy, and dominance could flood in.
Most Destined Heroines in these novels do not care for wealth and power; that is considered too vulgar for their archetypes. They want "True Love."
But Shen Anyu knew the truth: Through wealth and power, one can create the opportunities for love. One can manufacture the "Fate" they crave.
Just like Han Qi. If he hadn't had the hidden identity of the Emperor Capital Han Family's Second Young Master, he wouldn't have been able to manipulate events to create the "opportunity" to enter into a contractual marriage with Liu Qingyue in the first place.
The difference was... Shen Anyu was better at the game.
Upon hearing Liu Qingyue say she already had a man she liked—and seeing that look of adoration on her face—Han Qi's expression immediately changed drastically.
It wasn't just shock. It was horror.
He scanned his gaze over her body with the eyes of a Grandmaster. He noticed details he had missed in his arrogance.
The feminine charm emanating from Liu Qingyue was completely different from before. It was no longer the cold, distant aura of a maiden. It was a ripe, striking allure. A maturity that comes from being thoroughly loved.
And upon reflection... Liu Qingyue's walking posture when she walked out just now was also a bit strange. Her legs seemed slightly weak, her hips swaying with a new rhythm.
"No... No..."
Han Qi stumbled backward, his face draining of all blood.
"Impossible... absolutely impossible..."
He shook his head repeatedly, his back hitting the cold metal of his Rolls-Royce.
He couldn't believe it.
Liu Qingyue... the most beautiful "White Moonlight" goddess in his heart... the symbol of purity he had guarded for years... was no longer perfect?
She had already had that kind of thing happen with another man?
Back in college, Han Qi had concealed his identity and acted low-key. But his gaze had always been fixed on one woman. She was the light in his dark world of vengeance.
However, at that time, Han Qi knew that he was not qualified to be in a relationship. The struggle for the inheritance was a do-or-die situation. He couldn't have a weakness.
But to Han Qi's delight, Liu Qingyue had a conservative and traditional personality. She was as serene as a chrysanthemum. Even though many rich heirs pursued her, no one had ever been able to move her heart or touch her hand.
That purity was his treasure.
The reason he later set up the contractual marriage was partly to use her family as a shield, yes. But it was also to reserve her. To keep her safe in a jar until he was ready to consume her.
Although they had not shared a bed during their few years of marriage, Han Qi was content. He was patient. He knew that once his identity was revealed, once he conquered the world, he would gain Liu Qingyue's affection and her pure body as his reward.
But now?
The jar was broken. The treasure was stolen.
The white moonlight goddess he loved most was no longer pure. She had been defiled by another man.
"NO!!!"
Han Qi roared, a sound of pure agony tearing from his throat.
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Han Qi's mentality has exploded!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Han Qi burst into tears of blood! Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Han Qi completely despaired! Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
…
Han Qi completely lost control.
His mentality exploded into fragments. The [Grandmaster Peak] pressure inside his body surged forth uncontrollably. It swept out like the desperate howl of a terrifying beast, causing the air to vibrate.
The windows of the villa rattled. The leaves on the trees were shredded.
Liu Xingsheng and He Xuemei, standing on the porch, instantly turned pale with fright. They trembled, clutching each other.
They hadn't expected this formerly useless son-in-law, this "trash" Han Qi, to possess such terrifying, monstrous power.
'He really is a Dragon King!' He Xuemei thought with terror. 'And we just offended him!'
Liu Qingyue's pretty face also paled slightly under the pressure. Her delicate body trembled.
But she didn't back down.
She looked at the raging man with firm, resolute eyes.
"Han Qi."
Her voice cut through his aura.
"Just as you think... I have given everything to another man. My heart. My body. My soul."
"He is the man I love. The only man I will ever love."
"You schemed against me first. You used me. This contractual marriage should never have existed. It was a lie from the start!"
"Let's get a divorce. Now."
Han Qi's teeth ground together so hard they cracked. His fists clenched until his fingernails dug into his palms, piercing the skin. Crimson blood seeped out, dripping onto the pavement.
His eyes were bloodshot, capillaries bursting. His handsome face was contorted into a ferocious, demonic expression.
"Who is it?!"
He screamed.
"Who is that man?! Tell me!"
"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! I will tear him into a thousand pieces!"
At this moment, a towering hatred and fury surged in Han Qi's heart.
This hatred for the unknown man who took Liu Qingyue far surpassed his hatred for his brother Han Xiu or his rivalry with Shen Anyu.
It was primal. It was the rage of a male whose mate had been stolen.
Even if it cost him everything—his empire, his revenge, his life—he had to kill that man. He had to dismember him and inflict every torture known to the Dragon King Society!
Anything less would not suffice to vent the deep hatred in his heart!
Liu Qingyue's face paled further at the killing intent. She knew Han Qi was capable of it.
But facing Han Qi's towering rage, she firmly shook her head.
"I won't say."
"I won't let you hurt him."
Even though she knew Shen Anyu's identity was prominent and he was powerful... she didn't want to bring trouble to him because of her mess. She wanted to protect him, just as he had protected her.
This protective attitude was the final straw for Han Qi.
"You... you protect him?"
Han Qi's teeth were almost ground to dust. He was filled with anger, resentment, despair, and a deep, suffocating envy.
Envy and jealousy for that man.
If only he were that man. If only Liu Qingyue protected him so fiercely.
"Liu Qingyue! Do you know that no one in the world loves you more than I do?!"
Han Qi stepped forward, his aura flaring.
"I washed your feet! I endured your parents' insults! I slept on the floor!"
"I can do anything for you! Regardless of my identity as the Emperor Capital Han Family's Second Young Master! Regardless of my identity as Dragon King Mr. Han, the underground emperor!"
"I have hundreds of billions in wealth! I have an army!"
"Whatever you want, I can give it to you! Why? Why him?!"
"How could you be so foolish? So ungrateful to me?!"
Han Qi was utterly bewildered and confused. He let out an enraged roar of questioning that echoed through the neighborhood.
In the past, he would never raise his voice at Liu Qingyue. He treated her like a fragile glass doll.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less. The doll was broken.
Liu Qingyue opened her mouth to reply, tears in her eyes.
But before she could speak...
A leisurely, lazy voice resounded from the shadows of the garden path.
"Simping won't get you love, Little Han."
"Simps don't have a good ending. Haven't you read the novels?"
"Han Qi... you still don't understand, do you?"
Accompanying this voice, a handsome figure, dressed in casual but expensive clothes, stepped out of the darkness and into the light.
Refined as jade. Calm as a mountain.
It was Shen Anyu.
He walked past the trembling parents, past the shocked bodyguards, and stood on the porch.
He waved at Liu Qingyue and smiled—a warm, doting smile.
"Qingyue, my dear. Come here."
Liu Qingyue's small face flushed bright red. She felt a bit awkward and shy being called out like that in front of her ex-husband.
But she didn't hesitate.
She obediently walked to Shen Anyu's side. She placed her small, trembling hand into Shen Anyu's large, warm palm.
She stood by him. Against the world.
"Shen Anyu!!!"
Seeing this scene, Han Qi froze.
Then, his brain processed the image.
Liu Qingyue... standing with Shen Anyu. Holding his hand. Looking at him with love.
The realization hit him like a train.
"It was you?!"
"Liu Qingyue's man... is YOU?!"
"It was YOU who took my wife?!"
"It was YOU who took my most important treasure? My dream?!"
The humiliation of the past few days—the bowing, the scraping, the "Little Han"—crashed down on him combined with the green hat.
"Die!!!"
Han Qi, who had always been the King of Tolerance, finally snapped.
He was consumed by a rage so pure it burned his reason to ash.
"I will kill you!"
He stomped on the ground.
BOOM!
The pavement shattered under his foot. He launched himself like an artillery shell, straight at Shen Anyu.
He channeled every ounce of his life force into his palm.
[Dragon King's Wrath Palm]!
His abundant [Martial Dao True Essence], under the catalyst of extreme fury and despair, surged even more powerfully. It boiled in his veins.
It showed a tendency to break through the bottleneck on the spot!
Crack!
With a loud internal bang, the surging True Essence directly broke through his Extraordinary Meridians and Twelve Main Meridians.
It circulated throughout his body in a complete cycle.
[Breakthrough!]
[Martial Dao Grandmaster (Early Stage)!]
Grandmaster-level power flowed within Han Qi! The Protagonist Halo was trying to save him one last time, giving him a combat upgrade in the face of the villain!
Han Qi felt the surging, powerful strength. He felt invincible.
"I did it! I broke through!"
"When I was at Grandmaster Peak, I could evenly match Tianfeng Ichiro! Now that I am a true Grandmaster... my strength has skyrocketed ten times!"
"Shen Anyu! You are dead!"
He roared, his palm aiming for Shen Anyu's heart.
He saw Shen Anyu standing there, unmoving.
'He's too slow! I will win!'
But the next moment.
Shen Anyu calmly held Liu Qingyue's small hand with his left hand, not letting go.
He raised his right hand.
He extended his index finger.
And tapped the air lightly.
Buzz.
An invisible, terrifying [God-Level Telekinesis] force erupted from that single finger.
It collided with the air, causing visible, distorted ripples to spread out like a shockwave.
BANG!
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