This man was peerlessly beautiful, with a proud and aloof demeanor. The air of purity that surrounded him left no doubt that he was Shu Yue's father, Shu Yao.
Seeing Shu Yao being harassed by a few women of loose morals, Shu Yue, who had always been possessive, couldn't bear to see anyone touch his father.
"What do you think you're doing!" He had just kicked open the door of the private room to stop them when he witnessed a startling change in the situation.
The women, who had initially been in a dominant position, were now so frightened by the elegant man in front of them that they collapsed on the ground. Some of them had shallow scratches on their fair wrists, while others were injured on their smooth and pretty faces. It was truly a pity to see.
Shu Yue stared at the man who had been pinned down by these women in surprise. The slender wrists that had emerged from his long sleeves were now wrapped in green vines, and dense black veins spread across his thick hands. His fingertips had gradually turned into long, black and pointed nails.
His eyes were a crimson red, beautiful to the point of being demonic, yet cold and terrifying to the bone.
On his snow - white neck, black - green vine - like patterns gradually appeared, extending all the way to his jaw. Coupled with his extremely handsome appearance, it was both beautiful and chilling.
Shu Yue stared with wide eyes. He had never seen his father so full of hostility and demonic energy.
But hadn't Shu Yao said that he had sealed his demonic powers in the mortal world? Why now...
He didn't have time to think. He then heard an extremely cold and angry voice resound: "I said don't touch me. Why do you have to force me!"
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such cold words could come from the gentle and innocent Shu Yao.
"Don't, don't come closer..." Some of the singing girls collapsed on the ground and kept backing away. Their pretty faces were pale with fear, and their eyes were filled with tears, looking extremely pitiful.
Shu Yao seemed to have lost his mind. Like the god of death, he took step after step towards the innocent women. The black mist surrounding him made him look like a demon from the underworld.
"Dad!" Shu Yue wanted to go up and stop him, but as soon as his hand got close to Shu Yao's body, he was pushed to the ground by a powerful force.
At this moment, Shu Yao still showed no reaction. He seemed to be controlled and ignored Shu Yue's calls. It was as if there was a hoarse and charming voice in his mind, constantly bewitching his nerves.
That voice, like the devil's incantation, gradually took over his mind: "Go, kill them, kill them..."
His steps suddenly stopped. As the voice echoed in his mind, he shook his head in agony. His limbs were stiff, his eyes were filled with a blood - thirsty darkness, and the killing aura on his body became even stronger.
Several singing girls wanted to escape, but unfortunately, they were controlled by Shu Yao and couldn't move. They could only watch in panic as this cold - blooded man got closer and closer.
"Please, don't kill us. Please..." Their desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. Maybe, in his ears, they didn't even exist.
Seeing that Shu Yao had lost his rationality, just as his terrifying hand was only inches away from a singing girl's head, Shu Yue shouted to stop him: "Shu Yao! Stop!"
The angry shout made the blood - thirsty Shu Yao suddenly stop. He slowly turned his head. When he saw Shu Yue, there was no trace of the usual gentleness and joy on his face.
Instead, he turned his killing intent towards Shu Yue. His cold eyes stared straight at Shu Yue. The coldness in those eyes made Shu Yue feel both strange and scared.
His father shouldn't be so cold and emotionless towards him. On his face, there was only a strong sense of resentment.
As Shu Yao got closer and closer, Shu Yue stood up and kept backing away. But he still tried to call out to Shu Yao in the gentlest voice:
"Dad, it's me. I'm Shu Yue..."
But to his disappointment, Shu Yao still exuded an aura of killing and darkness. He even began to feel a little afraid.
"Shu Yao, look at me carefully. I'm Shu Yue. Uh..." The words he wanted to call out were swallowed back because of the sudden restraint on his neck.
His whole body was gradually lifted off the ground. He looked down and saw a strong and tough hand tightly gripping his throat. The force was so great that it seemed to leave him no hope of survival.
He also stared in surprise as his father, Shu Yao, looked up at him with cold, emotionless eyes. The curve of his lips was just right, but it also carried a cruel and cold sense of killing.
Those beautiful eyes were bone - chillingly cold, and that smile was terrifying.
But this dark Shu Yao also perfectly showed his unique beauty, a kind of dangerous and noble beauty that made people sink.
"Dad, dad... I, I'm... Shu Yue..." Despite being mercilessly choked by Shu Yao, Shu Yue still held on to the last glimmer of hope to call out to his father.
He believed that Shu Yao didn't mean it. Seeing his out - of - control killing intent, he must have been lost his mind by something.
He also knew that even if Shu Yao's demonic nature flared up, he wouldn't be so stubborn and refuse to listen to advice.
In the blood - red pupils, when they reflected this face on the verge of despair, there was a momentary look of panic on Shu Yao, who had been shrouded in darkness. But it was just a flash in the pan, and finally, his rationality was once again occupied by a mysterious voice in his mind.
"Shu Yue!" An angry shout made the god - of - death - like Shu Yao turn his head and look at a handsome and imposing man who rushed in through the door.
Seeing that Shu Yue was on the verge of death, Long Mo didn't care that Shu Yao was Shu Yue's father. He gathered a purple light in his palm and struck Shu Yao hard.
Shu Yao was knocked down. At the moment when Shu Yue was about to fall, he unexpectedly fell into a warm embrace.
"Shu Yue, how are you? Are you okay?" The moment he caught Shu Yue, Long Mo's first reaction was to care about his safety.
Shu Yue coughed a few times and tried to catch his breath: "I, I'm fine."
Suddenly, Long Mo looked at the few singing girls who were trembling beside them. After releasing the red circle around them, he growled with a hint of authority: "You all get out quickly, but don't say a word. Don't mention anything about today's incident. Do you understand?"
The singing girls nodded repeatedly: "Yes, we, we will never say a word."
After saying that, they quickly got up from the ground, picked up their clothes, and walked out of the private room quickly, pretending to be calm, as if nothing had happened.
After sending away the people from Wu Qian, Long Mo shifted his attention to Shu Yao. The moment his eyes touched him, the blue light in his eyes flashed. He saw a terrifying figure faintly emerging on Shu Yao's body, and that figure made his eyes widen in shock.
As a black mist left Shu Yao's body, his blood - red pupils instantly returned to their original pure black color, and his terrifying hands covered with vines gradually returned to their snow - white and jade - like state.