Chapter 85: From the Changing Room to Trouble

From the Changing Room to Trouble

After having wild sex for a few hours, the lust of the two perverts finally calmed down.

If it wasn’t for them being in a public place, they might have gone on for a few more hours.

Victor leaned against the wall, catching his breath.

His chest rose and fell rapidly.

His body was covered in sweat.

"Big Sister... that was... something else."

His voice was hoarse.

His golden eyes sparkled with satisfaction.

Violet smiled, still seated on his lap.

Her body glistening with sweat.

Her silver hair was disheveled.

Her purple eyes were hazy with pleasure.

"Something else? Little Brother, you just ruined me for any other man."

She traced her fingers along his chest.

He chuckled softly.

"Good. That was the plan."

She playfully slapped his chest.

"You’re such a possessive little thing, aren’t you?"

"Only when it comes to my women," he replied, kissing her forehead.

She melted into his touch.

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After dressing up, Victor and Violet came out of the trial room.

Just as they stepped out, they were greeted by the profound gaze of the crowd.

The shop was filled with people.

Customers, staff, and curious onlookers.

All eyes were on them.

"Look, they’re finally out!"

A woman whispered loudly.

"Two hours in that changing room? What were they doing?"

A man asked with a knowing smirk.

"Don’t be naive. You know exactly what they were doing or you didn’t hear their passionate moans."

Another woman giggled.

"That lucky bastard... and with such a beautiful woman too."

A man muttered with jealousy.

The men looked at Victor with jealousy and envy.

His handsome appearance was already enough to make them feel inferior.

But now he had also claimed one of the most beautiful women they had ever seen.

His golden eyes were captivating.

His athletic frame was visible through his robe.

His charm was irresistible.

The women’s eyes were filled with envy when they glanced at Violet.

She had just had sex with Victor.

Her cheeks were flushed.

Her lips were swollen.

Her body had a satisfied glow that any woman would recognize.

"Look at her. She’s glowing."

A young woman whispered.

"I want that glow too..."

Her friend sighed dreamily.

"That young man is very handsome and he must be really good in sex."

An older woman said with a wink.

Violet blushed heavily seeing the gaze of many people.

But she was not a little girl either.

Soon after adjusting her mentality, she started to walk and pretended not to see the people staring.

She walked with her head held high.

A proud smile on her face.

Victor came out of the trial room and started to look around.

But he didn’t find Lane and the other girls.

Could it be that they still haven’t finished their shopping yet? he wondered.

His brow furrowed.

Violet looked around but didn’t find the familiar faces either.

"Hmm, I think they finished their shopping and went ahead. Let’s go find them."

Victor smiled.

"Okay."

He took her hand.

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As they were leaving the clothing store, they heard a commotion outside.

"Boom!!!"

Just as Victor and Violet were coming out of the store, a cry of pain could be heard.

Someone flew out and crashed into the wall beside him.

Dust and debris scattered.

Victor looked at the person who had crashed into the wall.

It was a young man.

He should have been handsome.

But right now, his appearance was very miserable.

His clothes were torn.

His face was pale.

Blood was leaking from his mouth.

His robes were soaked with crimson.

He tried to stand up.

But his injuries were severe.

Before he could stand, he vomited more blood and fainted.

"Ah!!! Isn’t that the second son of the Willow Family’s Patriarch, Preston Willow?"

"What?"

"Yes, it’s Preston Willow, the young master of the Willow Family."

"Who could be audacious enough to beat the son of the Willow Family’s patriarch?"

Someone recognized the young man and exclaimed.

Others followed with surprised remarks one after another.

Victor also looked at the young man curiously.

He was not ignorant now.

He had learned many things about Suncloud City from Violet, Ruby, and Sasha during the carriage ride.

There were six big clans in Suncloud City that were the strongest clans after the Royal Family.

The Willow Family was one of the six strongest clans.

One person in the crowd said, "I just saw him arguing with a black-haired fairy girl a few minutes ago."

"Are you talking about the four beautiful girls? I also saw them a while ago. They really have the appearance of fairies. I wonder where they came from. I’ve never seen them in Suncloud City before."

Victor ignored the whispers of the people.

They seemed to be talking about Lane and Skyla.

He withdrew his gaze from Preston.

He looked at the direction from which Preston had been thrown.

She really is a playful girl, Victor thought in his mind as he saw the person who had punched Preston.

It was none other than Lane.

She was standing with the other girls.

Looking at Preston coldly.

Her black hair swayed in the wind.

Her black eyes were filled with disgust.

Her E cup breasts rose and fell with her breathing.

Suddenly, Victor’s brain raced as he tried to comprehend the event that had just taken place.

A young master of a big clan saw a beautiful girl in the market.

Was charmed by her beauty.

And wanted to pursue her.

But he hit a hard plate this time.

Right now, everyone was looking at Lane with shocked expressions.

One had to know that Preston Willow was no ordinary person.

He was very talented in cultivation.

His cultivation had reached the Spiritual Gathering Realm.

In Suncloud City, young warriors who could break through the Spiritual Gathering Realm before the age of twenty-two were called geniuses.

And right now, Preston Willow had been beaten badly by Lane.

She was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

It was naturally very shocking.

"Lane, what happened?" Victor walked over to her.

His voice was calm.

"Young Master!" Lane called out lightly.