Chapter 69: Promise to the Second Senior Sister

Chu Tian paid no heed to propriety and tore open Ye Binglan’s long dress in one swift motion.

A voluptuous and alluring figure with ample curves was instantly exposed before him.

But Second Senior Sister's condition was critical at this moment, and Chu Tian had no time for distraction. He pressed his right hand’s middle and index fingers together, channeling his energy to form needle-like points, and rapidly tapped along Ye Binglan’s pale, full chest.

He traced a line from her chest down to her abdomen, then further to the middle of her thighs.

Chu Tian kept his mind clear and focused, injecting his true energy into Second Senior Sister’s body to ease the agitated effects of the drug raging within her.

In the span of a few moments, Ye Binglan was drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she had just endured intense exertion.

Chu Tian knew the turbulent medicine had been purged from her body along with the sweat.

Now, Ye Binglan gradually calmed, though her eyes remained tightly shut, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Chu Tian breathed out in relief, picked up a blanket nearby, and wrapped it around Ye Binglan’s alluring form.

Yet, those sensual contours had already been deeply etched into Chu Tian’s memory. Even if he wished to forget, he could not.

Twenty minutes later, agents from the Ancient Martial Bureau arrived at the bar.

Such a large-scale martial clash at the Dark Night Bar could not escape the Bureau’s attention.

This time, the team was led by Long Tianjiao. She knew the incident had occurred at the Dark Night Bar and, worried for Second Senior Sister’s safety, hurried over with her people.

Soon after, Long Tianjiao sealed off the entire bar.

All customers and staff were expelled, forced to wait outside.

Only then did she push open the door and enter Ye Binglan’s private room.

“Xiao Tian, how is Second Sister?” Long Tianjiao’s gaze fell upon Ye Binglan, unable to hide a flash of concern.

“I’ve just unblocked her acupoints. She’s safe now,” Chu Tian explained.

Ye Binglan, now gradually regaining consciousness, blushed deeply.

Though her mind had been hazy earlier, she’d retained a sliver of awareness as Chu Tian worked her acupoints.

She had felt his hands moving over her exposed body, and even recalling it now, Ye Binglan couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, Long Tianjiao hadn’t noticed that Ye Binglan under the covers was completely unclothed, and quickly changed the subject.

“Situ Feng is utterly arrogant. Does he think just because the Situ family is an ancient martial clan, he can disregard the rules of the secular world?”

Long Tianjiao’s face was filled with anger—not only at Situ Feng’s defiance of the Bureau’s authority, but more so because his target had been her Second Senior Sister.

“Fifth Sister, how will the Bureau deal with this matter?” Ye Binglan lay beneath the blanket, her voice still weak.

“Second Sister, I know you’re worried about Xiao Tian, but the Bureau won’t be unjust—the blame won’t fall on him,” Long Tianjiao reassured her.

“Fifth Sister, I killed Situ Feng—won’t the Situ family send people for revenge?” Chu Tian frowned. He wasn’t concerned for his own safety, but worried for his senior sisters, afraid the Situ family might target any of the seven.

“They wouldn’t dare!” Long Tianjiao’s anger surged, her voice rising.

Yet, she understood the Situ family’s power all too well. They never regarded the Bureau, and sending people to retaliate against Chu Tian was certainly within their capabilities—they would surely seek revenge.

“I’ll report this to headquarters and issue a warning to the Situ family,” Long Tianjiao calmed herself, knowing this was all she could do.

“Fifth Sister, when martial artists have disputes, how are they usually resolved?” Chu Tian asked.

“Matters of the martial world are settled in the martial world,” she replied.

“If martial artists clash, we generally don’t intervene, so long as no innocent lives are endangered.”

Long Tianjiao’s expression darkened; Situ Feng had caused such havoc in the bar, crossing the Bureau’s bottom line.

“In that case, there’s no issue,” Chu Tian nodded, his gaze thoughtful.

“Xiao Tian, what are you planning?” Long Tianjiao frowned.

“I intend to destroy the Situ family—eliminate future threats!” Chu Tian’s voice was resolute, his eyes unwavering.

“Absolutely not!” Long Tianjiao quickly interrupted. “Xiao Tian, I know your skills are impressive, but the Situ family is an ancient clan with a long history. They’re not nearly as simple as you imagine.”

She thought Chu Tian must be mad to entertain such a reckless idea.

“Fifth Sister, so the Situ family can hurt Second Sister, but I’m not allowed to seek justice for her?” Chu Tian retorted.

Long Tianjiao was silenced.

Second Senior Sister had been humiliated—how could she not be furious as well?

But Long Tianjiao was more rational, well aware of the Situ family’s deep-rooted strength.

If Chu Tian really sought retribution, it would be tantamount to courting death.

“Xiao Tian, that’s not what I mean. But you can’t be so impulsive. Do you really think, just because you’ve reached Martial Lord level, you can defeat the Situ family?”

“In a clan as established as theirs, how could there not be Martial Lords guarding their ranks?” Long Tianjiao sighed, feeling powerless.

Her words left Chu Tian silent.

The Situ family surely had Martial Lords among them; otherwise, Situ Feng would not have been so brazen when facing Chu Tian.

But even so, must Chu Tian simply back down?

At that moment, Ye Binglan’s delicate hand emerged from under the blanket and clasped Chu Tian’s hand tightly.

“Xiao Tian, Fifth Sister is right. I don’t want you risking yourself for me.”

“Promise Second Sister—let the Bureau handle this. Don’t interfere anymore,” Ye Binglan’s tone was solemn, her hand squeezing his as if she wouldn’t let go until he agreed.

“Very well. If the Situ family doesn’t come after me, I can let it go for now,” Chu Tian nodded, not wanting to make Second Senior Sister worry.

“I’m glad you agreed. I’ll mobilize all the Bureau’s connections to resolve tonight’s incident for you,” Long Tianjiao breathed out in relief.

“Fifth Sister, I have a classmate outside. Please take care of Second Sister for me—I’ll go speak with him,” Chu Tian patted Ye Binglan’s hand gently, then tucked it back under the blanket.

Though simple, this gesture was welcomed by Ye Binglan, and the scene between them was quietly tender.

Long Tianjiao noticed the gesture, a meaningful look flickering in her eyes.

Chu Tian, however, was unaware that his little action had triggered Fifth Senior Sister’s imagination to run wild.

Meanwhile, the perimeter of the bar was cordoned off, and the crowd dispersed, forbidden to linger outside.

Yet Li Xin remained anxious, standing nearby and keeping a close watch on the bar’s entrance.

“Your friend Chu Tian hasn’t been killed, has he?” a girl whispered to Li Xin.