Chapter 105: Whose Life Do You Want?

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle. Let me discuss this with Ling Tian first. If we cannot resolve it ourselves, then we will trouble you," Song Ziyue said, finding it awkward to admit she hadn't been home in several years, so she used it as an excuse to decline.

"Very well. When you have time, come visit us at home with Xiao Tian. Your aunt would certainly be fond of you." Ling Kun knew that any woman his son brought home would be welcomed by Li Meijun, who was anxious to hold a grandchild.

The group chatted and dined in a warm, pleasant atmosphere. Ling Kun appeared quite kind and benevolent in front of Song Ziyue.

...

Director Zhou appeared before Liu Zihao, trembling with fear.

"You just let them go like that? Do I even matter to you?" Liu Zihao demanded, his tone sharp with accusation.

Director Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered, "Mr. Liu, I was truly left with no choice. That Ling Tian said if I didn't release him, he would kill me on the spot and make it look like a heart attack. Song Ziyue even threatened to get my wife addicted to drugs and sell my daughter off to the East. I was utterly cornered."

"And so you just let them all go? What exactly is the point of you being the Police Bureau Director? Is the gun in your holster just for decoration?" A fierce, sinister look flashed in Liu Zihao's eyes, a stark contrast to his usual refined demeanor.

"Mr. Liu, I did draw my gun at the time, but Ling Tian's movements were too fast. He kicked the gun out of my hand with a single strike," Director Zhou continued to justify himself.

"Useless, all of you are useless! With your level of competence, you still want to be the Chief Director? Let me tell you this! If you can't deal with Ling Tian, then even if that man surnamed He is ousted, you won't stand a chance!" Liu Zihao roared.

He couldn't fathom how he, the dignified son of the provincial governor, could keep losing to that Ling Tian and be suppressed by him at every turn.

Seeing Liu Zihao's state, Director Zhou thought to himself that he must not know Ling Tian’s background. It was necessary to inform him; after all, they were on the same side—if one fell, both fell, and if one prospered, both prospered.

"Mr. Liu, there is something I don't know if I should mention, concerning Ling Tian," Director Zhou said cautiously.

"Speak," Liu Zihao replied, his face still grim.

"That Ling Tian is a member of the Ling family. His father, Ling Kun, brought him here today. I was initially wary of the Ling family, which is why I didn't act at first, and then Ling Tian seized the initiative," Director Zhou explained.

"A member of the Ling family? Ling Kun? You mean *that* Ling Kun?" Liu Zihao’s composure wavered, and he asked with uncertainty.

"Yes, that Ling family, that very Ling Kun. That kind of presence is impossible for an ordinary person to feign. He even threatened me, saying that if I wanted revenge, he had a thousand ways to take my life." Recalling Ling Kun's gaze, Director Zhou felt a chill run down his spine.

At this moment, Liu Zihao fell silent. He remembered his father's warnings and the words from the "Official's Protective Amulet": "The Liu name has deep roots, the Li family has vast industries. The Lin clan is not to be trifled with, and the Ling family covers the world."

His father had once said that in Jianghai City, one should never provoke the Ling family, as their true origins were unknown, and even the Liu family might not compare. The line "The Liu name has deep roots" referred to their own family, as the Liu family possessed profound influence not only in Jianghai but also in the capital.

Yet, even so, his father had warned him never to provoke the Ling family. He said that although Jianghai City was just a provincial capital, it was not far from the capital and was a true place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers resided. Could it be that this Ling family were those very dragons and tigers? Liu Zihao mused to himself.

"I will get to the bottom of this. You go back for now. Remember, find every opportunity to eliminate Ling Tian, do you understand? And that Song Ziyue—isn't she his woman? If you can get her, bring her to me. I want her. Any woman of Ling Tian's, I want!" Liu Zihao was being driven mad by Ling Tian.

He had always taken pride in his superior family background, assuming the other was just a nouveau riche, yet he turned out to be from the Ling family, the biological son of Ling Kun. Damn it!

He constantly regarded Ling Tian as a major threat, but Ling Tian never took him seriously—that was the gap, the true gap.

Liu Zihao would not give up on targeting Ling Tian because of his background. He would investigate further and wait for an opportunity. Of course, the ten superpowered individuals from the Black Dragon Gang would also seize every chance to kill him. This time, Ling Tian had blinded Long Hun's eye; this was a feud that could only end in death.

At the hospital, Long Hun and the others were devastated to learn that Ling Tian had rescued everyone from the Ziyue Gang from the police station. They could only look for future opportunities to retaliate. They didn't care about the other party's connections; in the underworld, raw power was the only truth. No matter how much wealth or high-ranking status one had, a single blade could end a life.

Long San returned that evening. He had done his best, but he could only treat the external injury to Long Hun's eye; the special ability in that eye could not be restored and might be lost forever.

Qiao Dong's small manhood had been reattached by doctors because of timely treatment, but recovering his former vigor would be difficult. He was filled with hatred!

Zhang Dalin’s injuries were the lightest, but the fact that his son had been crippled broke his heart, making him appear years older overnight.

None of the three had expected Song Ziyue to be so formidable, nor that Ling Tian would possess such terrifying skills and an even more powerful background—daring to even beat up the Deputy Director of the Police Bureau.

This time, the three gang leaders finally understood the meaning of "a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local serpent." Song Ziyue and Ling Tian were the most powerful local serpents in Jianghai City. Only by removing them could they settle this, but it would not be easy.

Ultimately, they decided to temporarily leave Jianghai City and look for opportunities to use various means to deal with Song Ziyue and Ling Tian. The Black Dragon Gang left Long Ba behind, intending to send more men later.

...

After dining with them, Ling Tian's father took his leave. Song Ziyue and Ling Tian booked a deluxe suite at the hotel.

Song Ziyue looked around the room, scrutinizing the luxurious bathroom and the spacious bed, a faint smile appearing on her face. "This is my first time getting a room with a man, and in broad daylight, no less. The environment is quite nice."

Ling Tian gave a naive smile. "Wife Ziyue, you're overthinking it. I booked this room just so you could get some good sleep. You must not have rested well last night. Look at those dark circles; it makes your husband's heart ache."

"A lecher like you is actually that kind?" Song Ziyue was skeptical; she knew all too well just how lecherous Ling Tian could be.

"I spent last night playing 'training the maid' games with my two little handmaidens until late, hehe. So, I'm not that hungry right now and won't bother you while you sleep. Once you wake up, we have big things to do." After saying this, Ling Tian lay down on the bed.

"Ling Tian!" Song Ziyue shouted, feeling a bit indignant. "I spent all last night worrying about you at the police station, afraid the police would hunt you down, afraid Long Ba would hurt you, and you were playing with two maids until late? Are you even human?"

Even the most magnanimous woman, even if she didn't mind Ling Tian having other women, would still feel a flicker of anger at his utter lack of care.

"Wife, I was actually practicing martial arts last night, really. 'Harvesting Yin to supplement Yang.' I'm not lying to you." Ling Tian felt a surge of emotion upon hearing how worried she had been.

Seeing Ling Tian's earnest expression, Song Ziyue felt half-convinced. Suddenly feeling drowsy, she lay down on the bed, resting her head on Ling Tian's arm, and fell asleep almost immediately.

Ling Tian looked at the girl in his arms. Even with her androgynous style, she was fresh and refined. A doting smile touched his lips as he kissed her forehead and fell asleep holding her.

"The world's number one handsome guy is calling! The world's number one handsome guy is calling!"

Just as Ling Tian was sleeping soundly, his phone rang with that characteristically narcissistic ringtone.

One arm still wrapped around Song Ziyue, Ling Tian answered the phone in a daze. "Mm, Tiger, they've been discharged? Did they leave together or separately? Good, have our men keep a close watch and report to me at any time."

Hanging up, Ling Tian looked at the still-sleeping Song Ziyue. She was beautiful, with long lashes, porcelain skin, and delicate lips. Song Ziyue in bed was always so enchanting. Unable to resist the temptation, Ling Tian leaned in and kissed her soft, pink lips.

So fragrant, so soft. Ling Tian was captivated, his hands moving toward her chest. Damn it, she was wearing binding cloth again! This girl always bound herself when wearing men's clothes. It wasn't good for her health; he would have to make her break this bad habit in the future.

Ling Tian reached his hand inside to undo the binding, and at that moment, Song Ziyue opened her eyes, looking at him with a dazed expression.

"Ling Tian, what are you doing? I'm so tired! Sleepy!" She muttered, closing her eyes again. She didn't know why, but with Ling Tian by her side, she always slept soundly. He gave her a sense of security that allowed her to open her heart completely.

"Yue'er, wake up first, I have something to discuss with you." Seeing she was about to doze off again, Ling Tian shook her gently to wake her.

"What is it?" Song Ziyue's voice was sweet and naive, completely lacking the demeanor of a gang leader. She was just a little girl in Ling Tian's arms, with a touch of coquetry, a hint of laziness, and a dash of sex