Xin Guangping was incredibly fast, and he carried an astonishing aura. After all, he was a Heaven Level Martial Artist, someone who couldn’t be compared to those at the Earth Level.
Yet Lin Xiao stood motionless.
The moment his opponent pounced, Lin Xiao’s hand shot out like lightning and seized the man’s neck.
Instantly, Xin Guangping felt as if his neck were caught in a vise. The terrifying force made him feel as if his neck was about to snap.
But that wasn’t the most terrifying part. The worst of it was that he suddenly found it difficult to breathe. The suffocating sensation made it seem as though he could see the Grim Reaper swinging his scythe to harvest his soul.
Unwilling to accept his fate, he struggled frantically. But before he could even move, Lin Xiao, as if having anticipated everything, applied pressure.
A snapping sound, jarringly loud in the silent park, reached Xin Guangping’s ears.
But Xin Guangping didn’t dare move anymore—not even an inch. He recognized the abrupt sound as his own neck bone breaking.
Only then did Xin Guangping realize what a foolish thing he had done. He had underestimated his enemy. No, that wasn’t it. His mistake was accepting this assassination mission in the first place.
A look of unprecedented fear finally appeared in his eyes. He was terrified, utterly terrified.
Xin Guangping wanted to beg for mercy, but Lin Xiao’s grip on his neck was too tight. Forget speaking; even breathing was a luxury.
Just as Xin Guangping despaired, thinking he was truly going to die here, Lin Xiao suddenly let go.
Like a dead dog, Xin Guangping collapsed to the ground, greedily gulping in the fresh air.
At that moment, Lin Xiao said coldly, "Call your Hall Master."
The lack of oxygen left Xin Guangping’s head muddled. Hearing Lin Xiao’s words, he fumbled for his phone and dazedly dialed his boss, the Hall Master of the Ghost Medicine Sect’s Tenth Hall.
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"Guangping, is the task complete?" an icy voice asked from the other end.
Xin Guangping was about to speak, but Lin Xiao snatched the phone away.
With a sneer, he said, "So you’re the Hall Master of the Ghost Medicine Sect’s Tenth Hall?"
The person on the other end paused before asking coldly, "Are you the filthy beggar who killed several of our Tenth Hall’s experts?"
A mocking laugh came from the other side. "So, you’ve killed Xin Guangping too?"
"Not yet, but it’s close enough."
"Good. Very good. You filthy beggar, do you have any idea how foolish you’ve been?"
Lin Xiao shrugged indifferently and retorted, "I should be asking you the same thing. Do you have any idea how foolish you’ve been?"
The other man flew into a rage. "Damn it! You filthy beggar, you have some nerve talking to me, Xu Shaokun, like that! Fine! In that case, I’ll show you what it means to wish you were dead!"
Lin Xiao scoffed. "As it happens, I called to give you a message: if you have the guts, come and kill me yourself."
Yes, the reason Lin Xiao had Xin Guangping make the call was to deliberately provoke his enemy, to make him come personally. Then, he could deliver a fatal blow and completely eradicate the Ghost Medicine Sect’s Tenth Hall.
Hearing Lin Xiao’s words, Xin Guangping let out a silent, cold laugh. You filthy beggar, you’re so damn arrogant, daring to be disrespectful to our Hall Master. Just you wait. It won’t be long before our Hall Master makes you understand regret. When you’re on your knees begging for mercy, I’ll pay you back double for the humiliation I’ve suffered today!
"You filthy beggar, remember what you’ve said," the Tenth Hall Master, Xu Shaokun, said viciously. "Don’t worry, I will personally come to kill you!"
"Then cut the crap and get your ass over here!"
Boiling with rage, Xu Shaokun smashed his phone. A filthy beggar dared to be so arrogant. In that moment, Xu Shaokun swore he would kill him.
The moment the line went dead, Lin Xiao crushed Xin Guangping’s phone in his hand. His gaze then fell upon Xin Guangping.
Looking into Lin Xiao’s cold, blade-like eyes, a terrible thought surged in Xin Guangping’s heart.
This filthy beggar isn’t planning to kill me, is he?
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Xin Guangping bellowed, "You filthy beggar, if you know what’s good for you, let me go now! Otherwise, when our Hall Master arrives with his forces, you’ll die a gruesome death."
At these words, Lin Xiao kicked his head, causing it to explode.
What a piece of trash, daring to threaten me. Truly courting death.
After dealing with the garbage, Lin Xiao sent a message to Xiao Shixiong, then turned and vanished.
「A silent night passed.」
When Lin Xiao woke up the next day, Su Qingning was no longer in bed.
He checked his phone and saw a message from the King of the Southern Town.
"Master, the Cullinan is ready for you at the Rolls-Royce dealership."
The previous evening, when Lin Xiao had messaged the King of the Southern Town to deal with the Ghost Medicine Sect trash, he had also asked him to arrange for a Cullinan. He had specifically instructed him to have the car sent to the dealership, but not to pay for it, as he would handle the payment himself. The King of the Southern Town was quite vexed by Lin Xiao’s arrangement, but Lin Xiao’s words were his command, so he had no choice but to comply.
Putting away his phone, Lin Xiao got up and left the room. Just as he descended the stairs, he heard the clattering of pots and pans from the kitchen. Could Su Qingning be making breakfast?
Lin Xiao hurried to the kitchen doorway and saw her. Dressed in a white gown, she bustled about the kitchen like a celestial fairy. The morning sunlight bathed her in a thin layer of gold. The light glanced off her dress, hinting at the alluring curves beneath. A tantalizing aura radiated from her.
Lin Xiao watched, spellbound, and couldn’t help but blurt out, "Honey, you’re mesmerizing!"
The sudden voice startled the highly focused Su Qingning. She turned around, her pretty face pale as she looked at Lin Xiao. Pouting, she said, "You rogue, are you trying to scare me to death?"
"I couldn’t bear to do that," Lin Xiao laughed.
A ripple of emotion suddenly stirred in Su Qingning’s heart, but she feigned displeasure. "Hmph, smooth-talker!"
Lin Xiao smiled and stood beside her as an enchanting fragrance wafted over. He inhaled deeply, greedily taking in the scent.
He smiled and asked, "Honey, need a hand?"
"No need. You can go outside. I’ll call you when it’s ready."
"Alright then. I’ll just be a handsome boy who lives off his wife!"
Su Qingning was speechless. This shameless rogue was truly something else. However, she was surprised to find that she didn’t really mind his smooth-talking. In fact, a strange sense of joy bubbled up within her.
When she realized this, her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be... I’m starting to rogue a little bit?