Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: I want to drink yours

AN: So sorry, one Chapter today. I am so tired. I will make it up soon. Happy reading.

Peng Xiu stormed to the front of the villa, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement as she approached her sleek, yellow sports car. The vehicle gleamed under the sunlight, a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside her.

She yanked open the door and slid into the driver’s seat, slamming it shut behind her. Her hands gripped the steering wheel, knuckles turning white with the force of her anger.

"You slut!!" she spat, her voice a venomous whisper. "I curse you and all your fucking ancestors!"

With a furious cry, she pounded her fists against the steering wheel, each blow sending a jolt of pain up her arms. Blood began to seep from her knuckles, staining the leather, but she didn’t stop. She shook the wheel violently, her screams echoing in the confined space of the car.

Outside, the bodyguards stood stoically, their faces betraying no emotion, but inside, they were bewildered. What could their boss have done to make this woman that mad?

Finally, her rage spent, Peng Xiu slumped back in her seat, breathing heavily. She pushed her dishevelled hair out of her face and straightened her appearance, a devilish glint in her eyes. If Xiang Yu wanted to play, then game on.

She turned the key in the ignition, and the engine roared to life, a powerful, throaty sound that matched her mood. The car shot forward, tyres screeching as she sped down the road, disappearing down the hill. As she navigated the winding mountain roads, she pulled out her phone and dialled a number.

A gruff voice answered on the other end. "Sister Peng."

"Did you find the warehouse?" she demanded, her tone icy.

There was a brief pause as the young man on the other end tapped on his keyboard. "Yes, I have sent it to you."

Peng Xiu let out a low chuckle. "Good. Forward it to the director. I want the entire bureau there."

The young man hesitated. "Sister Peng, there is—"

"He should be off the streets by the end of the day. Do you understand?" she interrupted, her voice brooking no argument.

"But if we don’t find any—" he began, but Peng Xiu cut him off.