"Uh..." Lin Dong, watching from the side, saw this person of such strength walk behind Ying Huanhuan, then reach out with their right hand, slip it through her arm, and grab her breast. He was slightly stunned; he hadn't expected this person to do such a thing. It surprised him. However, Lin Dong didn't think Ying Huanhuan would let him touch her so easily. After all, Ying Huanhuan's current attempt to block the crowd was just a facade, not merely a defensive maneuver as the weakest person thought. Sure enough, just as Lin Dong realized this, he felt the spiritual energy within Ying Huanhuan surge, threatening to crush the weakest person. But just as the spiritual energy was about to burst from Ying Huanhuan's body, it suddenly stopped without warning, and then Lin Dong heard Ying Huanhuan's voice.
"Lin Dong, do you want to continue watching?"
This question caught Lin Dong off guard. He hadn't expected Ying Huanhuan to ask such a question so suddenly; it was completely unexpected and caught him off guard.
After asking the question, Ying Huanhuan's face flushed slightly. Seeing Lin Dong's stunned expression, she immediately stopped time. Normally, if Ying Huanhuan were touched by a strange man, she certainly wouldn't let it go, but given Lin Dong's interest, Ying Huanhuan had a different option. She remembered what Qing Tan and Su Rou had done back then—hadn't they encountered a similar unexpected situation?
They readily complied, being played with by other men right under Lin Dong's nose. So Ying Huanhuan wondered if she should try it too. Besides, it wasn't just Lin Dong who was abstaining these past few days; she herself felt a certain urge. This desire stemmed from the decades Lin Dong had spent with her. After all, Lin Dong was so capable, always satisfying them completely. So, over time, their appetites naturally grew. Moreover, Qing Ye had repeatedly stirred up her desires, and she could only extinguish less than one-tenth of them. Last time, she only managed two encounters before being interrupted by special circumstances. Therefore, compared to Lin Dong, Ying Huanhuan's pent-up desires weren't necessarily less, and might even be more.
However, Ying Huanhuan had been holding back. After all, she still belonged to Lin Dong. If she hadn't planned to prevent Lin Dong from touching her, she would have wanted him to satisfy her. Although she didn't really want other men to touch her body, she felt that she would inevitably be touched by other men in the future. After all, Lin Dong had said a few days ago that he liked being played with by men other than Qing Ye, and Qing Ye's current actions, coupled with her own desires and Lin Dong's preferences, influenced her judgment. For a moment, she was conflicted. So now she left the choice to Lin Dong. If Lin Dong wanted to continue watching, she could accept this stranger's touch, which would make Lin Dong happy and slightly satisfy her own physical needs. However, if Lin Dong didn't want to watch, then this person had no reason to exist. Ying Huanhuan wasn't so desperate as to be indiscriminate; not just any man could touch her, even though her body somewhat desired it.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Lin Dong quickly recovered. He pondered for a moment; after all, he wasn't the main character, he was just enjoying the spectacle from the sidelines, while his beloved wife was the one suffering all of this. Therefore, he also needed to consider whether Ying Huanhuan would resist. If it were just a matter of his own feelings, he would definitely want to continue watching, so his opinion was certain. However, he still gave Ying Huanhuan a questioning look and asked, "So, what do you think?"
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan, seeing that Lin Dong had turned his question to her again, paused slightly before smiling and saying to Lin Dong, "That mainly depends on you. If you want to, I'll do it; if you don't want to, I'll take action."
"Uh, then I want to watch," Lin Dong said, seeing that Ying Huanhuan didn't seem to object.
"Hmph, as expected, that perverted choice," Ying Huanhuan pouted after hearing Lin Dong's words, her face slightly flushed. However, she said, "But I'll continue if you want to see."
After speaking, Ying Huanhuan resumed the paused time. She then felt the hand grasping her breasts again, and her face flushed slightly. If you counted the person Qing Ye had found, she had now been touched by a third man besides her husband, and her husband was watching. She felt somewhat embarrassed. She thought about how her once pure and innocent self had now been touched by three men, and even lost her virginity to a man other than her husband. Moreover, her husband had watched her being deflowered by another man less than a meter away, and then that man had taken her to bed for a month straight. Thinking about it, she felt this period had been somewhat strange, but it couldn't be called bad. After all, although it was far less than what Lin Dong had given her, she still felt quite comfortable, and the feeling was completely different. Lin Dong also seemed to enjoy it, even though she felt very ashamed.
"Little girl, stop now, or you might lose your life," said the weakest among them. He was forcing Ying Huanhuan to stop, as he didn't have the ability to catch up with the retreating Dao Sect disciples, so he could only try to get Ying Huanhuan to dispel her martial arts.
"I won't dispel it!" Ying Huanhuan initially feigned panic, but quickly recovered and said to the weakest man.
"Since you won't dispel it, don't blame me!"
The weakest among them spoke with a fierce expression. Although his face showed a desire for Ying Huanhuan to discontinue her martial arts, deep down he hoped she would continue to stand firm for the sect. After all, discontinuing her martial arts wouldn't benefit him much; at most, Yao Ling would obtain the seed of the Immortal Origin Tree, but that wouldn't really concern him. Even if it was because of him that Ying Huanhuan discontinued her martial arts, it was because Yao Ling risked taking an attack from his shadow to allow him to come. So ultimately, the credit belonged to Yao Ling. And knowing Yao Ling's character, even if it wasn't his achievement, he would still find a way to take it for himself. Therefore, the weakest among them wondered what he would gain. What could he possibly get?
The best he could hope for was a chance to enter the Yuan Sect. But what good would entering the Yuan Sect do?
What could he possibly do with his strength?
He wasn't young anymore. A place like Yuanmen, which wasn't lacking in talent, wouldn't accept him as a disciple. And if they chose him for management, with his strength, who could he possibly manage?
So even if he went to Yuanmen, he'd only be doing menial tasks, still at the very bottom.
Moreover, it was more likely that Yuanmen wouldn't even look down on him, and he'd end up staying there anyway.
Thinking that he'd gain almost nothing, the weakest among them lost much of the motivation to make Ying Huanhuan stop practicing martial arts. After all, if Ying Huanhuan stubbornly resisted, wouldn't he have a reason to touch her?
Besides, no one could say anything to him. Given his weakness, wasn't it normal for him to resort to unorthodox methods?
Furthermore, Ying Huanhuan's beauty was exceptionally rare. The weakest among them also hoped for a chance to get close to her. So, rather than seeing Ying Huanhuan frightened and stop practicing martial arts, he'd much rather she fought desperately for her fellow disciples, then be at his mercy. Wasn't that the most realistic scenario?
Why give up a beauty already in your grasp for a benefit that's almost impossible to obtain?
Besides, this isn't just any beauty. She's a disciple of the Dao Sect, one of the seven great sects. Those recruited into the sect are all exceptionally talented, and their strength far surpasses his own. She single-handedly held off a whole group of them; she's clearly at least a direct disciple of the sect, completely different from a hoodlum like himself. And she has such an air about her—not only is she beautiful, but she also plays the guzheng beautifully. She's at least several decades younger than him, resembling an innocent and naive young girl. She might even be a virgin!
Even if he'd been with other men, it couldn't have been very often. The thought of having the chance to toy with a girl of this status and power excited even the weakest among them. Even if he was about to be killed, he felt his life would be worthwhile. "To die under a peony flower is to die a romantic death," so he was even less inclined to let Ying Huanhuan compromise and release the Bodhi Formless Sound; that way, he could have his fun.