Chapter 74: Village Tyrant Catches Adulterers

Xie Haitao was here!!

Yang Xun and Huang Qi froze simultaneously. Their eyes met, both filled with utter shock.

And from the sound of the footsteps, he definitely wasn’t alone!

Although Yang Xun was a Cultivator and wasn’t the least bit afraid of fighting Xie Haitao and his gang, the problem was that he was currently naked and tangled up with the man’s wife!

If they were caught in the act, even if he beat Xie Haitao to a pulp, the whole affair would spread like wildfire through Xiaoxie Village.

Then Mi Ting, Yang Cai, and even Xu Yue would all be implicated, and the consequences would be disastrous.

As for Huang Qi, she was scared out of her wits!

Her current life of luxury and comfort was all thanks to the Xie Family.

Although Xie Haitao was ugly, he had the advantage of being rich and powerful, and she had never had to worry about money since marrying him.

But if she were caught with evidence of her affair, Xie Haitao, with his petty and vindictive nature, would absolutely throw her out on the street!

Then, the money would be gone, the massage parlor would be gone, her reputation in Xiaoxie Village would be utterly ruined, and her life would be over!

"How could Xie Haitao be here??"

Yang Xun looked at Huang Qi, his eyes full of confusion. "You ordered a house call, but you didn’t even consider your own husband?" he asked.

"Cut the crap and hide, quick!!"

At this critical moment, Huang Qi actually calmed down.

She shot up from the bed, her bare feet hitting the floor, grabbed Yang Xun’s arm, and dragged him toward a wall in the corner of the room.

She reached out and pressed an inconspicuous spot on the wall.

"CLICK!"

A hidden door suddenly appeared in the wall, sliding open silently to reveal a small, hidden compartment about three or four square meters in size.

This was the "Heaven on Earth" massage parlor’s secret space, specifically designed for hiding people during police raids. She never thought she’d be using it to hide her own lover.

"Get in! And don’t make a sound!"

Huang Qi hissed, shoving Yang Xun, pants and all, inside.

Yang Xun didn’t hesitate, immediately diving into the hidden compartment.

...

"BANG!!"

After hiding Yang Xun, just as Huang Qi was about to pick up the clothes on the floor, the door was kicked open. The violent crash echoed through the room.

Xie Haitao’s obese, 265-pound frame was the first to charge in, followed by seven or eight burly thugs, each holding a club and wearing a vicious expression.

With no time to get dressed, Huang Qi could only grab the velvet sheet from the bed—soaked with bodily fluids—and hastily wrap it around herself.

But in her haste, the sheet didn’t cover her properly. A large expanse of her snowy white shoulders was exposed, the scenery below her collarbones was faintly visible, and one long, fair thigh poked out from a gap in the sheet, so white it was dazzling...

SWOOSH!

The moment the thugs rushed in, all their gazes landed squarely on Huang Qi.

The eyes of those ugly thugs instantly bulged wide as saucers, their mouths hanging open, nearly drooling.

’Damn, the boss’s wife... she’s gorgeous!!’

’She was tempting enough with her clothes on, but looking like this now... she could steal a man’s soul!’

The thugs’ gazes were fixed as if by nails, staring intently at Huang Qi’s exposed shoulders and her faintly visible thigh, their minds racing with all sorts of indescribable images.

"Get the fuck out of here, all of you!!"

Seeing these idiots staring at his wife, Xie Haitao flew into a rage. His fat, round face flushed crimson as he roared at the thugs, "What the fuck are you looking at?! Look again and I’ll gouge out your goddamn eyes! Get out... All of you, get out and stand guard at the door!"

"Yes, yes, boss!"

Terrified, the thugs scrambled out of the room. But as they turned to leave, a few couldn’t resist sneaking another glance back at Huang Qi.

’The boss’s wife’s body... Tsk tsk, it’s fucking incredible!’

’What did that fat pig of a boss do in a past life to deserve such good fortune?!’

"SLAM!!"

The door was slammed shut.

Only Xie Haitao and Huang Qi were left in the private room.

Xie Haitao rushed to Huang Qi in a few quick strides. His greasy, fat hand grabbed her shoulder, and his small, beady eyes scanned her up and down. He first let out a sigh of relief, then immediately asked, "Honey, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"What... What the hell are you doing?"

Huang Qi frowned, her face full of displeasure. "Barging in here with all those people and kicking down my door—have you lost your mind??"

"Honey!" Xie Haitao said, his face etched with anxiety. "Fatty Monkey and Dongzi just called me. They said that little bastard Yang Xun came to the massage parlor wearing a mask! I figured after we pissed him off last night, he wouldn’t be coming here with a mask on for any good reason. I was afraid he’d hurt you, so I quickly called some guys and came over!"

As he said this, Xie Haitao suddenly trailed off.

His small, beady eyes suddenly narrowed. His gaze slowly fell upon Huang Qi’s fair shoulders, then swept over the disheveled sheet wrapped around her body.

’Wait... Why is my wife naked in the middle of the day?’

Moreover, the room was filled with a thick scent. A large patch of the velvet sheet on the water bed was wet, and a vague, ambiguous, and suggestive aroma lingered in the air.

Xie Haitao’s expression suddenly darkened. The concern in his beady eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by deep suspicion.

"Huang Qi!"

His voice dropped, and he asked, word by word, "What were you doing in a private room, naked, in the middle of the day?"

BOOM!

Huang Qi’s heart clenched, but she forced herself to remain calm on the surface, rolling her eyes. "I... I was practicing massage techniques. I was trying out a new essential oil and got it all over myself, so I took my clothes off. What’s wrong with that? Is that not allowed?"

As she spoke, her gaze flickered slightly, and her voice was a fraction higher than usual.

Xie Haitao might be stupid, but in matters like this, a man’s intuition is often sharper than anything else.

He stared suspiciously at Huang Qi’s eyes, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Huang Qi’s eyes were evasive. She was clearly feeling guilty!

"Are you fucking sleeping with that bastard Yang Xun?" Xie Haitao slammed his hand on the bed, his obese body lurching a step forward as he roared, "Fatty Monkey saw him enter the massage parlor with a mask on with his own eyes! Where is he? Did you hide him?"

"Are you insane!"

Huang Qi immediately exploded. Her willow-like eyebrows shot up, and her voice rose several octaves. "How could I possibly be involved with that loser? He’s just some broke delivery boy. Even looking at him feels dirty! What kind of garbage is rattling around in that head of yours!"

Although she was terrified deep down, Huang Qi knew that she absolutely could not show any weakness at a time like this.

’Showing weakness is the same as admitting guilt!’

’I have to be fiercer and more self-righteous than Xie Haitao to shut this down!’

"Hmph!!"

However, this time, Xie Haitao wasn’t intimidated by Huang Qi’s blustering.

He snorted coldly, pushed Huang Qi aside, and began to search the private room.

First, he ripped the bedding off the bed. No one.

Then he pulled open the nearby storage cabinet. Only essential oils and towels were inside.

Next, he bent down to look under the water bed. It was empty.

Huang Qi stood to the side, an angry expression on her face, her arms crossed over her chest as she coldly watched Xie Haitao tear the room apart. But the fingers clutching the sheet were trembling slightly.

’Don’t find the secret room... Please don’t find the secret room...’

She prayed frantically in her heart.

However!

After searching every possible place, Xie Haitao’s gaze finally landed on the seemingly smooth wall in the corner.

His eyes suddenly narrowed.

’This wall... He was all too familiar with it!’

’The secret compartment!!’

He was the one who had personally hired someone to design this secret compartment when the massage parlor was being renovated, to deal with police inspections.

He knew better than anyone where the mechanism was!

"Xie Haitao! Have you made enough of a scene!!"

When Huang Qi saw Xie Haitao’s gaze lock onto that wall, her heart lurched violently, and her voice cracked.

But Xie Haitao was no longer listening.

He lunged toward the wall, and his greasy palm pressed precisely on the hidden switch.

"CLICK!"

The secret door slid open in response.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Xie Haitao violently yanked the door to the secret compartment open.