Is this really the same entrepreneurial elite who was once so wealthy in his past life? How could he be so wicked? What happened to the previous lively and obedient Mu Nan? Although Fourth Miss Zhao might have been a bit despicable, shameless, and cheap, she was still a beauty, wasn’t she? And yet you could still bring yourself to harm her, have you ever heard of the virtues of cherishing the fairer sex?
Finally, under the relentless beating and kicking, Zhao Sinin’s sealed meridians were unlocked, and Fourth Miss Zhao also came to with agonizing screams, as if she were being slaughtered.
That pain, as if originating from the marrow, made life unbearably painful, and death seemed a better alternative.
"Ah, spare me, please stop hitting me, I was wrong, please have mercy," Uncle Zhao realized that all his prior thoughts were mistaken.
All this talk about preferring death over enduring humiliation from these scum, and seeing death as an honorable return, was all lies. How foolish and naïve one had to be to have such thoughts.
In any case, Uncle Zhao would now rather endure all the humiliation in the world than continue to be tortured by them.
"Mu Hanyan, you’re ruthless enough. Unless you kill me, there will come a day, sooner or later, when I will repay you a hundred, no, a thousandfold for the pain I’ve suffered today!" Fourth Miss Zhao was much tougher, hysterically yelling with a face swollen like a pig’s head.
Mu Hanyan frowned; a weakling like Zhao Sinin was nothing to fear. It was hardheaded people like Fourth Miss Zhao, who were unrepentant to death, that caused more of a headache. She saw the deep-seated hatred in Fourth Miss Zhao’s heart, a hatred that sometimes transformed into a destructive force.
Should she just eliminate her? After pondering for a moment, Mu Hanyan’s eyes revealed a decisive killing intent.
Such a person posed a constant threat; it would be better to eliminate her! Reincarnated, Mu Hanyan had learned the meaning of endurance as well as decisiveness. When faced with someone who deserved death, she would never hesitate.
Making up her mind, Mu Hanyan suddenly drew her Longsword.
"Mu Hanyan, you want to kill me? You’re scared, I know it; you must be, or why else would you want to kill me?" Fourth Miss Zhao, seeing Mu Hanyan’s intent to kill, realized she might not escape death today and burst into crazed laughter.
Seeing her act like a madwoman, Mu Nan felt somewhat intimidated and stopped.
Mu Hanyan didn’t let Fourth Miss Zhao’s words change her mind, and continued to approach her.
"Hahaha, it seems we’ve come at just the right time, someone has already started a fight," amidst hearty laughter, two figures soared in, it was Zong Dingfang and He Songhua.
"So it’s you youngsters, what a coincidence," Zong Dingfang said with a sinister sneer upon seeing Mu Hanyan and her group.
"To think you could find the location where the strange treasure emerged by hearing just a few words from us, your luck is quite impressive," He Songhua also recognized Mu Hanyan and her group, and said with a cold huff.
Clearly, they mistook Mu Hanyan for someone who had found the location of the Longyan Mountain treasure by overhearing their conversation, and who had just happened to hit the right spot.
Mu Hanyan didn’t bother to correct their misunderstanding, first, because it would be difficult to explain, and second, would explanation make any difference? The world was one where the strong preyed on the weak; without comparable strength, there was no qualification for an equal dialogue, and thus explanations were meaningless.
Mu Hanyan paused in her steps, a more formidable enemy had arrived, it was time to let Fourth Miss Zhao live a bit longer.
Mu Hanyan felt a headache coming on. In terms of strength, she was not their match for now, but if she gave up on the Dragon Blood Stone so easily, how could she be content? It was becoming too difficult to advance!