The Flying Dragon sedan was a product of the heavy industry division under Terra Energy, boasting world-class quality and craftsmanship. However, after the establishment of the Federal Government on Earth, the flight function of Flying Dragons was revoked, retained only in limited-edition models. This was a precaution against the potential negative impact of overly prevalent aerial vehicles on internal Earth security. To alleviate traffic congestion, Terra Energy not only intensified the construction of underground tunnels across various nations and cities but also invested in producing a number of aerial coaches. These aerial coaches were essentially large public buses equipped with flight capabilities; they didn't fly at high altitudes like aircraft but operated at low levels strictly adhering to specific routes within designated zones. Furthermore, the commercial airliners used by various nations were gradually refitted, first by installing anti-gravity devices and then by replacing fuel propulsion with stored battery power, which not only increased transport capacity but also significantly conserved energy and shortened flight times.

The group of youths, shouting and gesturing, swarmed over to inspect my Flying Dragon sedan. Not wishing to stir up trouble, I remained silent, hoping their brief appraisal would satisfy them. But it seemed they weren't ready to leave me alone. A lanky young man with distinctive long hair addressed me, "Hey, you look unfamiliar. Who are you waiting for?"

I wasn't angered; I smiled, "Waiting for the superstar Liu Xue, perhaps?"

"How did you know she'd use the back entrance? Your car looks top-tier. I wonder which high-ranking official’s son you are."

I replied, "If I were Liu Xue, I certainly wouldn't use the front entrance with all those people there. As for me, I'm just a driver, not the progeny of some high official."

The youths visibly relaxed, "We thought you were here to cause us trouble. When Liu Xue comes out, stay clear, or don't blame us for being impolite. We might just smash your boss’s car, and if you get hurt in the process, well, that’s just bad luck for you."

I retorted, "Superstar Liu Xue is for everyone to see. Why should I stay away? I quite like her; I was hoping to get her autograph, take a few pictures, and then take her for a spin. Do you all have other plans?"

A young man with a center-parted haircut said coldly, "Heh heh, I’ll tell you the truth: we’ve already dealt with a few reporters and fans earlier. Tonight, we want a private moment with Liu Xue. Our demands aren't high—we just hope she’ll say a few words to us, and then we can all take a group photo."

I laughed, "That sounds good. How about you count me in?"

Before these youths could voice their agreement or refusal, Xiao Yu’er inside the car couldn't stay put. She slapped the passenger door open and stepped out of the co-pilot seat. Instantly, the aggressive posture of the surrounding youths dissolved as their gaze was completely captivated by her. Although the rear exit of the Federal Performance Center was deserted, the lighting was ample. The white snow set off Xiao Yu’er’s delicate, fair skin, and coupled with her elegant yet daring qipao, her beautiful, sexy legs exuded an irresistible allure. Everything about her made the young men’s eyes bulge almost out of their sockets.

"Be-beautiful... miss," one stammered, nearly drooling. Truthfully, in terms of looks, Liu Xue might not have surpassed Xiao Yu’er, but previously Xiao Yu’er hadn't paid attention to her attire. Now, she and Ximen Yan were particularly fond of Terran clothing, especially the sexy and charming styles, and when dressed up, they certainly didn't lose out to the superstar Liu Xue.

Xiao Yu’er inquired, "Zhao, what’s happening out here?"

Presumably, she hadn't heard our conversation clearly from inside the car, so I explained, "These gentlemen are Liu Xue's fans, and I was just negotiating with them about joining her fan club."

Xiao Yu’er paused, then realized I was just having fun; why would her wife join a fan club? She glided a couple of steps forward and took my arm, "It’s cold out here; come back into the car."

I marveled at them for wearing so little despite the cold. I turned to the fans, "Gentlemen, when Liu Xue comes out later, don't forget to save me a piece of the action. I'm heading into the car to warm up first."

"Why should... fine, if Liu Xue really comes out the back door, we’ll give you a shout. But can you tell us, what is this beautiful lady's name?" The youths initially wanted to refuse, but when Xiao Yu’er’s gaze swept over them, they instinctively agreed.

As a newcomer to Earth, Xiao Yu’er was friendly and amiable toward all Terrans. Although the way these men looked at her was a bit strange, Xiao Yu’er was a mermaid whose composure had been tested by grand occasions; she naturally detected nothing unusual and answered their question without reservation, "My name is Xiao Yu’er. Thank you all first."

With that, Xiao Yu’er pulled me into the car, leaving a group of stunned louts standing frozen. Finally, someone broke the silence, "She... she is too beautiful. The way she walks, swaying like a little fish—she’s just like a mesmerizing mermaid."

Another immediately chimed in, "Yes, her legs are so beautiful, so sexy. I've never seen such beautiful legs. I bet she’s a leg model. If I could hold her legs, I wouldn't trade her for the superstar Liu Xue."

Someone asked, "Should we still try to drive them away?"

The long-haired youth replied, "Drive them away for what? What difference does one more person make? When the mermaid gets out again, we can get another look."

"Boss, look over there, another troublemaker seems to be arriving. Do you think it’s okay if there’s one more person besides us?" A luxurious Flying Dragon sedan approached in the distance, and a young man stepped out holding a bouquet of roses. He clearly looked connected to the superstar Liu Xue.

The long-haired man declared, "No way. There are too many people now; how can we have a private moment with the superstar? Brothers, drive him off, unless his car has a beauty just as stunning."

The trendy youths chuckled and walked over to the young man holding the flowers, "Hey buddy, who are you dressed up so nicely for? You have one minute to leave, or don't blame us for getting rough!"

The young man with the flowers seemed utterly disdainful of these hoodlums; he let out a cold snort and ignored them. Xiao Yu’er and I, sitting inside the car, could see everything happening outside clearly. She said, "Zhao, how can Sister Liu Xue have fans like this? They don't seem like good people. They nearly tricked us just now."

I mused, "What kind of fans she has isn't for her to decide. Those guys let us go only because you appeared. Heh heh, your beauty isn't inferior to Liu Xue's, you know. No man gets angry at a great beauty. That young man with the flowers looks somewhat familiar; 16k Novel WWW.16k.CN First Release. Check who he is for me."

Pleased by my compliment, Xiao Yu’er beamed. While photographing the young man with the flowers, she asked me, "Am I really more beautiful than Sister Liu Xue? Would you dare say that to Liu Xue's face?"

To be honest, comparing them privately was fine, but saying it in front of both would likely result in Liu Xue biting my head off. Xiao Yu’er quickly snapped photos of the flower-bearing young man and uploaded them to the Federal mainframe. Information about him soon returned.

Xiao Yu’er reported, "His name is An Ming. His family is of overseas Chinese descent from the Americas. After the Earth Federation was formed, they served the Federal Government. His father currently oversees all American affairs. He also has an older brother named An Jie, who is a division director under the Federal Planning Agency. It seems their family has ties with Qiqi's family; they interact often. An Ming is also a Federal official, apparently responsible for tourism matters."

I backed the car into a shadowy corner. "Then it all makes sense. No wonder he looked familiar. He's An Jie's younger brother. If he's truly waiting for Liu Xue, this is getting interesting. The older brother is interested in my Chairman’s wife, and the younger brother has designs on my superstar wife. Both brothers are plotting to undermine the Zhao family’s corner. I really need to handle this carefully."

Xiao Yu’er countered, "You can't entirely blame them. Your relationship with Qiqi isn't public, and your relationship with Liu Xue is even less so. Are you saying you won't allow anyone to pursue them? The closer they pursue, the more it should remind you to be vigilant about potential crises."

I chuckled, "Xiao Yu’er, are there people pursuing you? If so, I need all the more reason to remind myself not to lose my mermaid wife—she’s unique on Earth."

Xiao Yu’er suddenly threw herself into my embrace, "Zhao, no matter how many others pursue me, I won't feel any fondness for them. I will only ever love you, because only you in my life can truly move me; you are the only man I truly love. You saved me, and when I couldn't repay you then, I made you angry. Is it acceptable now if I give myself to you?"

Receiving the devotion of such a beauty incredibly boosted my self-esteem. I held Xiao Yu’er close too, "Rest assured, Xiao Yu’er, I will not disappoint you or my other wives. I will cherish you all with my life."

The two of us held each other tightly, savoring this communion of souls. However, the peace was short-lived as a fight seemed to be breaking out outside. I retreated the car further into the shadows until we were completely hidden from view. Xiao Yu’er asked, "Why aren't you going out to help? At least try to mediate. They are fighting over your wife, after all."

I confessed, "Honestly, I don't have much fondness for either group. If they want to fight, let them. An Ming's brother left me a bad impression the first time we met, so his younger brother likely isn't much better. Let them tear each other apart."

Xiao Yu’er worried, "An Ming didn't bring bodyguards; he might be at a disadvantage. I envy Sister Liu Xue; having men fight over her shows how influential she is."

I teased, "Why don't you go down there and seduce both groups? A little provocation, and they might start fighting over you."

Xiao Yu’er pouted, "I won't. That's so boring. I was just saying. An Ming can't hold on much longer."

Through the car window, we could see the trendy youths and An Ming had long since exchanged harsh words and were now brawling. An Ming, fighting barehanded, was hit a few times and kicked twice, leaving him crouching on the ground, unable to stand. His bouquet of bright roses was trampled into a mess. But the long-haired youth seemed unwilling to stop; he raised his foot to kick An Ming's neck, intending to send him flying.

I hesitated, wondering if I should intervene. After all, even if he was a rival, I couldn't just watch a Federal official get beaten by a gang of thugs. But in that split second of indecision, An Ming, who had been crouched on the ground, suddenly let out a long howl. His form instantly swelled, and his fists moved with unbelievable speed. He slammed one punch into the long-haired youth’s leg; with a sickening crack, the long-haired youth shrieked and collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Yu’er exclaimed in surprise, "He was hiding his strength! Why?"

An Ming's sudden attack provoked the remaining youths. They pulled long knives and iron rods from their waists, cursing as they swarmed An Ming. An Ming was already on his feet, his eyes blazing fiercely, his body emitting strange cracking sounds as his physique began a startling transformation. His face elongated, his ears began stretching upward like rabbit ears, and more frighteningly, his limbs and entire body structure shifted, beginning to resemble a giant wolf.