Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Eric, you saved us..." Shen Jiajun, who was speaking, was interrupted by his phone.

As he answered the call, Eric started eating the colorful pastries that had been placed in front of him long ago.

"I see, you guys go back first, be careful, and watch out for any surprises!" Shen Jiajun's voice now carried a faint majesty, making Eric feel a bit unfamiliar.

But as soon as he hung up the phone, Shen Jiajun's expression returned to normal, smiling, "Eric, my colleagues outside the villa have already received the two captured ability users. I've let them go back..."

Eric ignored him and continued to enjoy the pastries carefully crafted by a famous chef.

Seeing those irresistibly enticing pastries in color and shape, Shen Jiajun couldn't help but swallow, his face embarrassed. "Eric, I flew here overnight and haven't had breakfast yet. Could you..."

After taking a sip of bird's nest porridge and clearing his throat, Eric laughed and scolded, "If you want to eat, just take it. Stop pretending to be polite!"

"Hehe..." Shen Jiajun chuckled dryly, no longer speaking, and began to devour the remaining pastries and drank five more cups of premium Dahongpao tea.

Curious, Eric glanced at his stomach and chuckled, "You can drink. How many cups is that now?"

With one hand stuffing pastries into his mouth and the other pouring tea, Shen Jiajun shook his head as if to say he wasn't keeping count.

The beautiful blood slave pouring tea for him seemed quite attentive. She curtsied to Eric and reported, "Master, this guest has already had twenty-one cups."

Eric's eyes widened, and he gave her a thumbs-up. "Impressive."

Shen Jiajun, finally done eating and drinking, wiped his mouth contentedly, burped, and then made an embarrassed and shy expression.

Unable to help but roll his eyes, Eric chuckled and scolded, "Don't gross me out, I just finished eating."

Shen Jiajun chuckled twice more, then changed the subject, "Eric, as the saying goes, 'After a meal, walk a hundred steps and live to be ninety-nine.' Let's go out for a walk and take a casual look at your new home."

Rolling his eyes, Eric led him out of the living room. Because there were secret places like "Cain's Blessed Place" and "Linglong Jade" in the upper courtyard, which couldn't be shown to outsiders, Eric didn't take Shen Jiajun up the mountain. Instead, he gradually descended along the mountain path around Lingyan Peak.

"Eric, why aren't we going up?" Noticing the direction Eric was leading, Shen Jiajun looked up at the more exquisite residences and scenery on the mountain, slightly puzzled.

Eric naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he deliberately put on a teasing posture and chuckled, "Up the mountain is my bedroom and the dormitory for those beautiful maids. Generally speaking, they don't wear much. Do you want to go see it?"

Shen Jiajun's face turned red, he quickly glanced at the mountain, and whispered, "No, I don't want to..."

"Hehe..." Eric chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, there's still plenty to see below the halfway point!"

"Oh."

Along the way, the beautiful natural scenery and exquisite human layout made Shen Jiajun admire incessantly. When they reached the lakeside at the foot of the mountain, Shen Jiajun, who was particularly fond of water, couldn't move his feet anymore. Seeing his ecstatic expression, Eric didn't want to change the location anymore and led him to sit on a bench by the lake.

When Shen Jiajun came back to his senses from his trance, Eric smiled and said, "So, do you like it here?"

"How can 'like' describe this place?" Shen Jiajun exclaimed excitedly, "This place is simply a fairyland!"

Watching this exaggerated guy, Eric shook his head and chuckled, then casually chatted with him. As they talked, Eric suddenly asked, "What are you going to do with the two captives you brought back? Secret execution or continue interrogation?"

"The higher-ups want to persuade the big guy with the A-grade metal ability to surrender!"

"Wang Xingyu? Hmm, his personality and strength are pretty good..." Eric nodded, then asked his doubts, "But someone like him should have a bright future. Why is he just a captain? Did he make some mistake?"

Shen Jiajun shook his head, looking somewhat indignant, "During one of Wang Xingyu's visits home, he crippled a drunken man attempting rape while acting bravely. Due to excessive force and the influence of the injured man's father, the military could only discharge him to appease the situation. However, the injured man's family was not satisfied and sent people repeatedly to try to kill Wang Xingyu.

How could someone like Wang Xingyu, who has skills, put those 'killers' who are part-time thugs in the eyes? Because they never succeeded, the injured man's family transferred their revenge to Wang Xingyu's widowed mother.

Pity the nearly seventy-year-old old lady, who was eventually beaten to death. In a fit of anger, Wang Xingyu sneaked into the injured man's house and killed his entire family of four, along with twelve bodyguards.

Afterward, Wang Xingyu was planning to turn himself in, but when he called his old superior, he was scolded with words like 'scum should die, you would be an idiot to pay for them.' Finally, at the suggestion of that old superior, he sneaked into Africa and became a freelance mercenary. It seems that his metal ability also awakened on the African battlefield. It's just unclear how he joined that mysterious organization..."

Eric was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Wang Xingyu to be a former People's Liberation Army soldier. Now puzzled, he asked, "Someone like him should have a bright future. How could he just be a captain? Did he make some mistake?"

Shen Jiajun shook his head, looking somewhat indignant, "During one of Wang Xingyu's visits home, he crippled a drunken man attempting rape while acting bravely. Due to excessive force and the influence of the injured man's father, the military could only discharge him to appease the situation. However, the injured man's family was not satisfied and sent people repeatedly to try to kill Wang Xingyu. Find your next adventure on empire

How could someone like Wang Xingyu, who has skills, put those 'killers' who are part-time thugs in the eyes? Because they never succeeded, the injured man's family transferred their revenge to Wang Xingyu's widowed mother.

Pity the nearly seventy-year-old old lady, who was eventually beaten to death. In a fit of anger, Wang Xingyu sneaked into the injured man's house and killed his entire family of four, along with twelve bodyguards.

Afterward, Wang Xingyu was planning to turn himself in, but when he called his old superior, he was scolded with words like 'scum should die, you would be an idiot to pay for them.' Finally, at the suggestion of that old superior, he sneaked into Africa and became a freelance mercenary. It seems that his metal ability also awakened on the African battlefield. It's just unclear how he joined that mysterious organization..."

Regarding Wang Xingyu's hardships, Eric didn't show much emotion. He had seen too many similar tragedies. Even his own life was tinged with tragedy. So, with just a light sigh, he changed the subject, "Your intelligence system is quite sensitive. You managed to find out his past so quickly!"

Shen Jiajun said somewhat embarrassedly, "During the last attack on headquarters, Wang Xingyu was caught on surveillance footage, so we were able to be so efficient!"

"Oh, right," reminded by Shen Jiajun, Eric asked, "Last time, Wang Xingyu must have killed quite a few of your comrades. Do you frontline agents have any thoughts about persuading him?"

"There are some thoughts, but not too strong!" Shen Jiajun sighed heavily with sadness, "Although many brothers were killed in the last raid, none of them died at the hands of Wang Xingyu! My colleagues who fought him said afterward that he held back in his attacks. For those who fought against him, the worst was just a broken bone."

"Your vigilance was too low, leaving only a few experts to guard the headquarters!"

"It was indeed careless!"

Shen Jiajun said with deep regret, "Our eighteen new colleagues who are undergoing skills training... They are the hope of our department!"

Eric's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Is there still skill in using abilities?"

"Of course!" Shen Jiajun explained, "The grades like A, B, C, and D, only distinguish the strength of the energy of the abilities, not their actual power. A B-grade ability user who is skilled in using their ability can defeat an A-grade user who doesn't know how to use their ability in battle!"

Eric nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly became serious, "Jiajun, I want to ask you for a favor."

Shen Jiajun was a little puzzled, but without hesitation, he patted his chest and said, "Eric, why be polite with me? Just tell me what you need."

"I want you to help me teach Feng Qian, she's also a water-based ability user. This won't violate your rules, right?"

"No problem." Shen Jiajun said indifferently, "We ability users don't have any prejudices. Almost all the skills are public, there's no rule to break."

"Good." Eric immediately had the blood slave who had been serving him bring little Feng Qian down from the upper courtyard.

Not long after, little Feng Qian arrived, accompanied by Tan Ailing.

"Hello, sister-in-law!" Shen Jiajun politely greeted Tan Ailing first, then smiled and asked, "Little Feng Qian, do you remember me?"

Little Feng Qian leaned against Eric, glanced lightly at Shen Jiajun, and nodded gently.

Perhaps because of her closeness to Eric, little Feng Qian, who had fully recovered to normal, was somewhat similar in character to Eric. She couldn't be bothered with people she wasn't very familiar with. If she hadn't seen that Shen Jiajun had a good relationship with Eric, she probably would have ignored him completely.

Shen Jiajun was completely immersed in the excitement of soon becoming a teacher and didn't notice little Feng Qian's coldness at all. He reached out his hand, "Come, let's go to the lake..."

Little Feng Qian didn't even look at him, just looked at Eric.

"Go, he will teach you how to use your water-based ability!"

A hint of surprise flashed in little Feng Qian's eyes. She nodded, didn't reach out to hold Shen Jiajun's hand, and walked straight to the lakeside.

Shen Jiajun felt a little embarrassed, but he was very attentive to Eric's request. After nodding to Eric and Tan Ailing, he followed them up.