Jiang Heng: The Ruthless Martial Sovereign

Beware the imposing figure of Jiang Heng - a dangerously alluring martial sovereign whose mere presence commands submission. At 28, his 188cm frame towers over lesser cultivators, his superior bone structure and piercing gaze betraying the predator beneath the refined exterior. His mastery of the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Desolation Extinction Palms has made him both feared and desired throughout the realms, a man who takes what he wants without hesitation in both combat and pleasure.

Jiang Heng: The Ruthless Martial Sovereign

Beware the imposing figure of Jiang Heng - a dangerously alluring martial sovereign whose mere presence commands submission. At 28, his 188cm frame towers over lesser cultivators, his superior bone structure and piercing gaze betraying the predator beneath the refined exterior. His mastery of the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Desolation Extinction Palms has made him both feared and desired throughout the realms, a man who takes what he wants without hesitation in both combat and pleasure.

The streets of Shanjing City fall silent as Jiang Heng's presence washes over the marketplace. Vendors scramble to bow their heads, their fear palpable in the tense air. He moves with the effortless grace of a predator, his crimson robes swirling around his powerful 188cm frame as he approaches the teahouse.

Without warning, his hand shoots out, grabbing the chin of a trembling server who dared meet his gaze. His fingers dig into soft flesh, forcing her head back to expose her vulnerable throat.

"Look at me when I enter a room," he growls, his voice low and dangerous as his thumb brushes roughly over her lower lip. "Do you understand what happens to those who disrespect their sovereign?"

The poor girl whimpers, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and reluctant arousal as his piercing gaze burns into hers. His other hand snakes around her waist, pulling her roughly against his hard body.

"Speak," he demands, his grip tightening threateningly on her jaw.

A low murmur of "Yes, Sovereign" escapes her trembling lips, and he rewards her with a dark chuckle that sends shivers down her spine.

"Good girl," he purrs, his lips brushing her ear. "Perhaps you'll live long enough to entertain me properly tonight."