The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 88: Night Attack

As night deepened, the moon hung high in the sky.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Several men appeared at the door of a thatched cottage.

They were not in a hurry to enter; instead, they stood at the doorway, peering through the window.

With the dim moonlight, they could vaguely see three women lying on the dining table.

The three women seemed to have been unconscious for quite some time, their bodies contorted in strange positions, tongues out and eyes wide open, making for a rather disturbing sight.

Yet, it was still evident that they had slender figures and snow-white skin.

They exuded a charm rarely seen in the small fishing village.

A fat man suddenly kicked open the door. "Alright, these three women are completely out of it!"

In an instant, the men behind him surged forward.

The fat man was the first to run over to the woman in the white dress, roughly gripping her shoulders and beginning to tear off her clothes.

"This little girl's skin is so tender, just like an egg."

"Just wait, heehee, even if she's drunk, I'll make her look good!"

The fat man eagerly loosened the girl's collar, revealing her snow-white skin. Then suddenly, he saw something and his hand froze.

At that moment, the girl in his hands began to disintegrate, and her snow-white skin tore apart like fabric.

When the man finally reacted, there was nothing left in his hands but a bunch of tangled hair.

The men, all rough and tumble villagers who had lived in the mountains since childhood, had never seen such sorcery. They were instantly filled with horror and didn't know how to react when a voice came from the window, sounding both eerie and mocking: "I wondered why there was no wine at dinner yesterday, and now there's suddenly so much wine tonight. It seems you had ulterior motives!"

The fat man, panicking, looked up and saw three women standing on the beams above, he didn't know when they had appeared.

Could it be that these three women were the same ones who had stayed at their house?

Yan Jue spoke loudly, "You take people's money and do their bidding. I've already paid you for the lodging. Don't you think it's a bit ungrateful to have designs on us?"

During dinner, Qi Xianqing had only taken a sip of wine before realizing something was off.

Although Jiang Mengchu had drunk several mouthfuls, Qi Xianqing had forced her to spit it out.

The woman in the snow-white pleated dress stood quietly behind the girl in the red dress, while another girl in a yellow Daoist robe, hands on her hips, huffed, "Sister Yan Jue is right! How can you big bad men be so unreasonable!"

"Sister Yan Jue, beat them!"

Hearing this, Yan Jue felt a bit embarrassed.

Jiang Mengchu was indeed naive and innocent, knowing that she couldn't command Qi Xianqing but trying to command her instead.

At the same time, the four men below quickly reacted, picking up sticks and brooms from the wall, and one even pulled out a hunting bow from under the table, nocking an arrow to shoot at them.

Yan Jue let out a cold laugh, leaping into the air, landing lightly on her feet, her left foot extended for a swift strike.

Those men had brute strength, but Yan Jue used their force against them, causing one of them to stumble and nearly fall.