Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 67: Gu Junzhu, Can’t You Think Of Something Good?

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Before Ye Xingbei could react, Gu Junzhu had already strode over and lifted his foot towards Xueno.

Xueno, being among the top martial artists within the entire Z nation, intelligently evaded Gu Junzhu’s kick.

Ye Xingbei felt a blur in her vision, and the two men began their face-off.

She looked on, utterly astonished.

Never would she have expected that Fifth Lord of Gu, supposedly “at death’s door”, was such an accomplished martial artist!

Since Xueno had joined her, she had never seen him meet an equal in combat— until now.

But the “ailing” Fifth Lord of Gu held his own!

Although Ye Xingbei had only learned some fancy but ineffective martial arts and wasn’t any good in a fight herself, she was indeed able to gauge some basics from watching others.

To see Gu Junzhu facing off against Xueno, and without the slightest disadvantage, she found startling!

She recollected that when she met Gu Junzhu for the first time, Senior Master Gu claimed that Gu Junzhu was a national agent.

At the time, she privately scoffed, thinking the old man was talking nonsense.

How could this pampered and well-bred young master, looking every bit the noble’s son, possibly serve the nation in any special capacity?

Perhaps to seduce the enemy?

Yes, she guessed.

In Ye Xingbei’s opinion, besides his physique, the most attractive part of the Fifth Lord of Gu was his devastatingly handsome face.

But now, Ye Xingbei was utterly stunned.

The spoilt young man she had regarded, was an equal match to one of Z nation’s top fighters!

If, in future, Gu Junzhu were to become abusive towards her…

The thought sent a shiver down Ye Xingbei’s spine.

“Stop! No more fighting!” Seeing Gu Junzhu aiming a kick at Xueno, who dodged it, smashing a glass bottle on the wall, and the shattered pieces representing her pain, she hollered, “Stop, stop! No more fighting, no more fighting!”

Was there some longstanding strife between them?

Why was it like a cockfight at every meeting?

Poor enough that her office was a mess, in the short span that she had stepped out, looking as though a tornado had swept through.

Xueno was always respectful towards her.

Hearing her plea to stop, Xueno immediately stepped back.

As Gu Junzhu continued with the assault, Xueno, not wanting to retaliate, retreated further.

Ye Xingbei rushed forward, throwing her arms out in front of Xueno, glaring furiously at Gu Junzhu: “Gu Junzhu, did Xueno kill your father or steal your wife? What’s gotten into you?”

Gu Junzhu stopped, his gaze colder and sharper than millennium black ice: “He stole my wife!”

Stunned, Ye Xingbei paused, “Are you insane? Xueno left Z country for the first time, when did he steal your wife?”

“Right now!” Gu Junzhu stepped forward, picking her up and plopping her onto the couch, grabbing her naked foot, still sans socks, fuming, “Do you know that in ancient times, if a man sees a woman’s feet, she is obliged to marry him? You let him play with your feet!”

“Play…playing with?” Wide-eyed, Ye Xingbei stared at Gu Junzhu in disbelief, “What…what…what nonsense are you talking about? Haven’t you heard of foot massages?”

“Every time I wear high heels for too long and they hurt my feet, Xueno deliberately learned foot massage to help me. What…what…what filthy thoughts are running through your head?”

A slight frown crept onto Gu Junzhu’s face: “Foot massage?”

“Of course, foot massage! What did you think it was?” Pushing Gu Junzhu away, Ye Xingbei laughed and cried at the same time, “What did you think we were doing? Having an office affair in broad daylight? Gu Junzhu, can’t you think positive for once?”