When Poseimi mentioned "that night at the manor party," Lan Kexin thought of the night she met Ning Fan.
That incident had always been a knot in Lan Kexin's heart.
That night, Lan Kexin was saved by Ning Fan, and it was then that they encountered each other.
Now these three strange people had come looking for her because of what had happened that night; Lan Kexin thought that it must be because Ning Fan had saved her, and now his enemies had come seeking revenge.
"I really don't remember anything, I don't know the person you're talking about!"
After Lan Kexin finished speaking, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, her beautiful face turned deathly pale.
Although she had already figured out that it was related to Ning Fan, Lan Kexin was unwilling to betray Ning Fan by revealing his name, even if it meant she might likely lose her life.
"Poseimi, can you handle this? If not, let me take over, hehe!"
At this, the dwarf Amu beside them let out a lecherous laugh, his aged face with all its wrinkles squeezed together, making him look utterly disgusting as he eyed Lan Kexin lustfully, obviously harboring unspeakable thoughts.
Poseimi sneered, touching the knife with her hand, her eyes flashed with jealousy as she looked at Lan Kexin's beauty.
"Since you are being so stubborn, say goodbye to that pretty face of yours!"
Poseimi was a woman too, but she had innately flawed looks, which made her immensely jealous of the beautiful Lan Kexin before her.
Seeing that Lan Kexin refused to confess, she decided to teach her a small lesson.
Lan Kexin's body trembled slightly, at this time even more afraid to open her eyes. On her cheek, she could even feel the sharp blade pressing against her skin, seemingly ready to slash open her face at any second.
Solo Long had a half-smirk on his face; seeing the lewd expression of the dwarf Amu, he thought of a great idea.
The knife in Poseimi's hand stopped mid-air.
Unable to disfigure Lan Kexin's face herself, Poseimi glared at Solo Long in dissatisfaction, her eyes filled with anger asking for an explanation from Solo Long.
Amu, too, looked at Solo Long, but his gaze continuously leered at Lan Kexin's body.
"This is a beauty. We shouldn't waste her, right, Amu?"
Solo Long chuckled coldly, and Lan Kexin finally opened her eyes, starting to struggle.
Amu looked at Lan Kexin's legs clad in fishnet stockings and laughed lasciviously.
With two against her, even if Poseimi was unsatisfied, she couldn't say anything.
But the thought of Lan Kexin about to suffer under Solo Long and Amu brought a pleased smile to Poseimi's face.
"If you're going to, just kill me!"
Rather than suffering the humiliation from these two, Lan Kexin preferred death.
At that moment, Amu smelled Lan Kexin's charming calves, his face showing a hint of addiction before turning extremely brutal.
"You're not afraid of death, are you afraid of this?"
Solo Long pinched Lan Kexin's chin, his gaze locked on her delicate pink lips.
With her chin clenched by Solo Long, Lan Kexin could only make unclear sounds from her throat as she violently struggled, attempting to resist.
"Save your energy, you'll suffer soon!"
Poseimi whispered into Lan Kexin's ear, immobilizing her with both hands, her lips curling into a cruel smile.
Seeing a woman more beautiful than herself being tormented by other men was indeed a great pleasure for her!
The dwarf Amu below tore a long slit in Lan Kexin's dress.
At the same time, as if having received a signal, Duolong Three also began to tear at Lan Kexin's clothes, in coordination with Amgai.
Lan Kexin shouted desperately, her face completely void of color.
In Amgai's eyes flashed a brutal light, fascinated by Lan Kexin's body, but he was more eager to tear her apart, which would give him immense pleasure.
A pair of withered hands slowly reached toward Lan Kexin's thighs, and no matter how she struggled, it was futile.
"I really don't know, please let me go!"
They were about to touch her.
Suddenly, three silver needles flew through the air, targeting Duolong Three and Amgai, who were tearing at her clothes.
A chill came over the back of Duolong Three's head; he turned around, swiped his hand, and caught all three silver needles.
Poseimi and Amgai stopped what they were doing and looked around warily.
Under the streetlamp, the glint of cold light reflected in their eyes, more silver needles!
From all directions, like a pear blossom storm, silver needles whistled through the air, aimed at the necks and eyes of the three men from the Mingwang Pavilion.
Poseimi released Lan Kexin, at this moment, holding onto her was just a burden, and any slight delay could mean the needles would strike her neck.
The three men, all top masters, reacted to the crisis immediately; silver needles flying through the air were all blocked by them.
"Not good, that woman!"
Seeing the silver needles in his hand, Duolong Three's face twisted in shock and anger, they had fallen into a trap!
Immediately, he looked toward Lan Kexin, only to find she was gone.
"Damn it, how could you not watch her?!"
"What? Where is she?!"
"Poseimi, what did you do!"
Although they had anticipated that Lan Kexin would be rescued, the speed of it surprised Duolong Three.
Among them, none had noticed the rescuer passing by, a feat quite ghostly.
Now, the three began to blame one another, but with a great enemy at hand, it was just talk, while they still kept a watchful eye around them.
Finally, a few seconds later, a figure walked under the streetlamp.
Dressed in a black outfit with a trench coat, wearing a mask obscuring the face, he appeared soundlessly, catching the three off guard.
"Are you from the Mingwang Pavilion?"
The voice behind the mask was very hoarse, like that of an elderly man.
The one who approached was Ning Fan; Lan Kexin had been safely rescued by him.
Sensing the aura emanating from Ning Fan, like the Sea of Blood and Massacre Mountain, the three shifted their expressions, for even with their hands stained in blood, they felt far less formidable than this man before them.
"Who exactly are you?!"
With apprehension, Duolong Three looked at Ning Fan under the streetlamp and covertly signaled his companions with a subtle gesture.
Amgai and Poseimi noticed Duolong Three's gesture and took a step back, with unknown intents.
"Are you here for Dikas?"