Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1958 - 287: Police Officer Xin Xiaoxiao 4

The Su sisters clearly detested the predatory gazes of those three individuals, yet they couldn't openly confront them in such a setting. Instead, they were forced to seek refuge behind Wang Yue.

Regrettably, Wang Yue’s stature wasn't quite enough to fully shield them from the intrusive staring.

Nearby, several youths began to exchange hushed words.

"Did you hear?" one whispered. "Young Master Wang went out to sea on business a few days back and crossed paths with a terrifying aquatic beast; the experience left him completely shaken."

Another chimed in, "That's right. Apparently, he's so traumatized that he can't sleep alone anymore and crawls into bed with his mother every single night."

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Though they pretended to be whispering, their volume was loud enough for Wang Yue to hear every word. Their intent was clearly malicious. These young men belonged to the faction allied with the Zhang family, and they were obviously trying to bait Wang Yue into a reaction.

Wang Yue frowned internally. His claim of being fragile in front of enemies was merely a ruse he had told his aunt; he never expected it to be taken literally.

Ironically, his own lie had come back to haunt him, resulting in him being held in contempt.

The three major families hadn't leaked this information.

If the news had reached the public, it was likely through the loose tongues of the family maids. It wasn't necessarily a case of betrayal; more likely, they were simply careless with their speech.

Since these maids handled daily chores and interacted with the outside world, gossip was inevitable. When women gather to chat, secrets can easily slip out unintentionally.

This situation was a wake-up call for Wang Yue regarding the management of his servants. He needed to ensure they understood that certain matters were strictly confidential.

After all, Wang Yue intended to bring all the beauties of the three major families into his bed, treating them as his private inner circle.

If things continued like this, the maids would eventually notice his movements. A single slip of the tongue could lead to a massive scandal.

As for the taunting youths, Wang Yue initially planned to ignore them. It was technically true that he had slept with his mother the last two nights, so their words didn't bother him much.

However, seeing that Wang Yue remained silent, the group became even more insolent.

"Do you think Wang Yue is doing it on purpose?" a short, freckle-faced youth asked suddenly.

The others burst into laughter. "On purpose? Who would humiliate themselves like that just for a laugh?"

"Don't forget, he's touted as the most handsome man in history," the freckled youth said with a lecherous grin. "If I were him, I wouldn't be able to control myself."

"You little pervert, are you actually thinking about your own mother?" the others asked, feigning shock.

The freckled youth realized he had revealed too much of his own twisted mind and felt a flash of embarrassment, but he quickly doubled down. "What's the big deal? Plenty of men have an Oedipus complex. Besides, I'm just talking; it's not like I'd actually do it."

He followed up with a greasy smile. "But if my mother were the most beautiful woman in history, I can't say for sure I'd resist. Maybe Wang Yue feels the same way."

While the short man's assessment of Su Mengyan's beauty was accurate, it insulted her reputation, and Wang Yue could no longer tolerate his filth.

Furthermore, the disgusting look on the man's face suggested he was harboring vile fantasies, which filled Wang Yue with loathing.

As the youth continued to speak excitedly, Wang Yue let out a sharp, cold snort. In a blur of motion, he appeared before the group and delivered a heavy slap to the short man’s face.

With a scream, the short youth was sent spinning through the air before crashing into the dirt. When he struggled to rise, his jaw had collapsed like a withered old woman's, ruining his already plain features—Wang Yue’s strike had shattered every one of his teeth.

Wang Yue wasn't finished. As soon as the youth managed to prop himself up, Wang Yue flickered forward again and stomped on his right knee. A sickening "crack" echoed as the leg was bent into a gruesome forward-facing angle.

"Ah—!" The youth collapsed, clutching his shattered limb and howling in agony.

The other young men finally snapped out of their shock. One of them, who looked aggressive but lacked real spirit, barked, "Wang Yue! Why did you attack him?"

"Speak nonsense and you suffer the consequences," Wang Yue replied with chilling calm. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the hand that had struck the youth’s face. "Did Zhang Qingtian not warn you?"

Rumors suggested that while Wang Yue was a gifted Cultivation talent, he was still young and likely only at the fifth layer of the Qi Refining realm.

These youths were in their early twenties, and most were at a Cultivation level equal to or greater than Wang Yue's. Furthermore, they were emboldened by Zhang Qingtian, who was supported by the three powerhouses of Tianhai.

Despite this, they hesitated to strike back. The influence of the three major families of Jinling was formidable. They could only shout, "Wang Yue, by causing a scene here, are you showing no respect to Master Zhang and the others?"

"Who does Zhang Qingtian think he is? My cousin doesn't care about him at all," Su Jiaojiao injected provocatively. She knew "Master Zhang" referred to Zhang Lingfeng.

Though she was hot-headed, she didn't want her cousin to immediately clash with the Tianhai faction, so she used her words to muddy the waters.

The men were about to argue further when a sharp, frosty voice cut through the air. "What is going on here? If you want to fight, do it at home. This is a public venue!"

The crowd parted to reveal a tall, striking woman in a crisp police uniform marching toward them.

In this era, the police force consisted largely of retired or discharged military personnel.

There was also a specialized division of martial artists tasked with maintaining urban order.

While the former soldiers couldn't match high-level martial artists, they were more than capable of handling civilians.

In organized combat units, they could even suppress weaker Cultivation practitioners.

As a government entity, the police provided excellent benefits, attracting many skilled martial artists to their ranks.

While they weren't as dominant as the Adventurers Association, they wielded significant legal authority over both the common folk and the martial world.

Given the scale of the Zhang family's event, the police had deployed a contingent to keep the peace.

This heroic-looking female officer was the one in charge of today's security detail.

Xin Xiaoxiao was currently feeling quite annoyed. An orphan raised by her master since childhood, she followed in his footsteps.

Her master was a legend in the Jinling police force, and she had grown up to become a dedicated officer committed to the path of justice.

She possessed a fierce sense of duty and a disdain for villainy, but she hated today's assignment.

She was well aware that her superiors had only sent her here to pad her resume and network with influential figures.

She felt no warmth toward these martial sects, viewing them as the primary source of instability in Jinling. Unfortunately, their political backing often left the police's hands tied.

The arrogant young masters of these factions, who constantly brawled and caused chaos, were her greatest headache.

Despite her personal feelings, she had to follow her orders.

Approaching the group, Xin Xiaoxiao displayed her badge. "I am Officer Xin Xiaoxiao, in charge of security for this sector. Any disputes should be handled through peaceful mediation or sanctioned martial challenges. If you cause a disturbance here, I will arrest you regardless of your family name!"

Xin Xiaoxiao...?

Wang Yue glanced at her chest and couldn't help but think her name was a complete contradiction. (Xiaoxiao translates to 'Small')

She was barely twenty, yet her bust was as impressive as the mature Xu Yanran's. She wasn't "Small" at all; she should be called "Big Chest Xiaoxiao"!

Of course, these were just silent jests. He knew of her; like his cousins and Chu Mo, she was ranked among the "Twelve Beauties of Jinling."

The man who had challenged Wang Yue wasn't a total fool. Seeing Xin Xiaoxiao, he immediately adopted a victimized tone. "Officer Xin, we didn't start this. Our friend was just brutally attacked by him!"

Xin Xiaoxiao shifted her gaze toward Wang Yue.

She was quite tall, standing at 175cm, much like Su Mengyan.

Her posture was perfect from years of training, and her uniform only added to her commanding presence.

Standing before the 170cm Wang Yue, she radiated an intimidating sense of authority.