"Don't kill me.
I'm still young, and I don't want to die.
Shen Yun, can we talk this out properly!
Luo Huayin, who truly felt death approaching, desperately wanted to shout these words.
But the number eight wire that was about to cut off her throat left her unable to utter a sound.
And Chongchong, who was tightly strangling her neck, had terrifyingly fierce eyes.
She had given up on her initial intention of piercing Luo Huayin's clavicle with the number eight wire.
She would kill her directly!
Chongchong decided—
After strangling Luo Huayin to death, she would put on Luo Huayin's fox mask, imitate her voice, and use her phone to contact the client.
Whoosh—
Just as Chongchong was about to exert all her strength and snap Luo Huayin's neck, she suddenly heard a chilling whistling sound from behind, rushing towards her like lightning.
Right at the back of her head.
Someone behind me is ambushing me!
Chongchong's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively dodged and ducked.
Swish!
A small stone shot past Chongchong's right ear.
Chongchong turned around abruptly.
She saw a ragged old vagrant standing by her car door, winking at her.
Master—
Seeing this old vagrant, Chongchong froze.
Indeed.
This old vagrant, who had ambushed her from behind with a stone just as she was about to cruelly strangle Luo Huayin and forbade her from killing Luo Huayin, was her master, Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang smiled slightly, made another gesture of 'Don't kill Luo Huayin', and then got into the car.
Li Nanfang, who had always known about the little fox, couldn't possibly let her be sneaky and mischievous right under his nose.
Li Nanfang had noticed Luo Huayin's every move since she went to the overpass that early morning and left Guanyin Group at noon, as she hid and monitored Chongchong and others.
However.
The people who had secretly followed Luo Huayin last night, under Li Nanfang's command of 'Don't alert the enemy,' had not dared to follow Ye Rumian without authorization.
Li Nanfang felt that as long as he kept a close eye on the little fox, he could calmly set his plan in motion and lead certain people right into his trap.
Everything unfolded as Li Nanfang had predicted.
His last disciple, Shen Chongchong, had used her cunning methods to capture the little fox alive.
But he couldn't let Chongchong kill this little fox.
After all, she was Zhuang Wujian's only daughter, and Li Nanfang still wanted to use persuasion and reason to orchestrate a plan within a plan.
Once Li Nanfang was in the car, he hoped Chongchong would bring Luo Huayin into the car alive, find a warm place, have a drink, and chat with the little fox.
But—
"Hmm?"
Seeing Luo Huayin, who was overly startled, leap into the wheat field like a rabbit and disappear from sight in the blink of an eye, Li Nanfang immediately displayed a look of utter confusion.
Confused!
Chongchong pouted, idly fiddling with the number eight wire, and walked to the front of the car: "Master, why didn't you let me kill her?"
Li Nanfang stared at her blankly and retorted, "Why did you let her go?"
Chongchong paused and asked back, "Master, didn't you not let me kill her, meaning I should let her go?"
Li Nanfang's eyes widened, and he continued to ask, "Who told you that not letting you kill her meant you should let her go?"
Chongchong's lips moved, and she didn't know what to say.
"Stupid girl!"
Li Nanfang exploded in anger: "How could I have taken in such a foolish girl as my last disciple? It's infuriating! I didn't want you to kill her; I wanted you to capture her alive! Bring her into the car so I could have a good chat with her. But you, you let her escape!"
Chongchong looked utterly bewildered.
"Alright, alright, don't be like that, okay?"
Seeing her like this, Li Nanfang's head began to ache: "Whenever I scold you, you put on that dazed, foolish look. It makes me feel guilty, and I can't bear to get angry at you anymore. Don't use this little trick on me!"
Chongchong smiled sweetly: "Master, I've already remembered her scent. She can't escape."
"Hmph."
Li Nanfang snorted coldly, "Do you think I would need you to step in if I wanted to catch her?"
Chongchong immediately understood: "You knew who she was all along!"
"Nonsense, who do you think I am?"
Li Nanfang said proudly: "I'm warning you. If she doesn't provoke you, you're not allowed to touch her. I'm planning to use her to outwit those villains. Besides, she's Zhuang Wujian's only daughter. Zhuang Wujian and your grandmother Yang Xiao are becoming increasingly close friends. If you really killed the little fox, would Zhuang Wujian agree?"
Huh?
Chongchong's face became bewildered again.
She truly didn't know that Zhuang Wujian had colluded with Yang Xiao.
Li Nanfang's head started to hurt again: "Chongchong, stop pretending to be stupid, okay?"
"I'm not pretending this time—"
Chongchong stopped as she realized she had let slip a word. She quickly gave a sheepish laugh and changed the subject: "Are we just going to let the matter of her piercing Qianfan's clavicle with a wire go?"
"That brat isn't dead anyway. Besides, as a grown man, having you, a young girl, avenge him would be a blow to his pride. I've already promised Zhuang Wujian that this is a personal matter between that brat and the little fox, and we won't interfere."
After Li Nanfang rambled on, he urged Chongchong: "Hurry up, wake up Little Deer, and let's head back to the city. Oh, and call Guanyin later. Ask her to cook a good meal. We'll have a drink and chat tonight."
Chongchong asked, "Master, after we drink, do you want to play a game? I remember you have a lot of pocket money."
Li Nanfang froze, then looked heartbroken.
He couldn't keep this last disciple!
She was always thinking about her master's meager private savings.
Alas.
Chongchong sheepishly laughed again and quickly walked towards Little Deer.
The sky grew darker.
The rain began to pour.
Luo Huayin returned to her dormitory.
As soon as she closed the door, she leaned against it, raised her hand to her chest, and closed her eyes.
Even though she was certain that she was currently alive and, for the most part, unharmed, the memory of being choked by Chongchong with the number eight wire and clearly feeling death was still enough to make her tremble uncontrollably.
Luo Huayin never dreamed—
That the fair-skinned, beautiful, and seemingly timid Shen Chongchong was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing!
And a particularly ferocious one at that.
The young mistress of the War Demon Hall, a top-tier expert in the current era, had suffered a crushing defeat against Shen Chongchong, whether in a direct confrontation or through cunning schemes.
"Fortunately, she didn't uncover my mask and see my beautiful face."
"Strange, why did she suddenly let me escape when she was about to strangle me?"
"Is she afraid of my mother's earth-shattering revenge if she killed me?"
"Or is she awed by the prestige of my War Demon Hall and wants to be my subordinate, following me?"
Luo Huayin mused, her mind in turmoil.
She quickly took a shower.
After taking a cold shower as quickly as possible, Luo Huayin's mind cleared up significantly.
Without dressing, she curled up among the banknotes on the bed, playing with her tail: "Forget it. I won't think about things I can't figure out for now. What I need to do is tell Ye Rumian something."
She nodded.
Kneeling by the edge of the bed, her fluffy white tail swaying casually, she reached out, opened the bedside cabinet, and took out a mobile phone from underneath.
Turned it on.
Sitting cross-legged, she began to make a call according to the contact information Ye Rumian had left.
Soon, the call went through.
Ye Rumian's voice came through: "Hello, who is this?"
Luo Huayin's voice, once again sharp and thin, even more unpleasant: "I am the young mistress of the War Demon Hall. I'm telling you now that the operation to capture Shen Yun alive has failed."
Ye Rumian was shocked: "Ah? No way! You personally went to abduct Shen Yun, how could it have failed?"
Luo Huayin said calmly: "Li Nanfang was with her."
Did Luo Huayin see Li Nanfang when Chongchong was strangling her?
No!
Even when she was released and fled as quickly as possible, she didn't dare to look back.
But if she didn't find this excuse, would the prideful young mistress admit to Ye Rumian that she was no match for the useless Chongchong?
That would be a joke, an unbelievable one!
Not only would Luo Huayin not tell anyone the truth that she wasn't a match for the useless Chongchong,
But even for the sake of her dignity, she wouldn't tell anyone that the useless Chongchong was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Why should Luo Huayin share information obtained through humiliation (being almost strangled to death by Chongchong was the greatest humiliation) with others!?
Ye Rumian finally understood.
With Li Nanfang by the useless Chongchong's side, let alone the young mistress of the War Demon Hall, even if the hall master Zhuang Wujian himself came, he wouldn't dare to act rashly.
"But I will deal with Li Qianfan. Prepare three hundred million for me. After I succeed, I will contact you."
Luo Huayin said coldly and ended the call.
Si Jiu Yao Family.
Ye Rumian, looking utterly bewildered, like he'd been kicked by a dog, put down his phone.
Why did Luo Huayin abandon Su Nanyin, who should have been the primary target, to deal with Li Qianfan!?
"The people of the War Demon Hall don't seem very reliable."
Ye Rumian finally realized something, muttered to himself, walked to the window, and opened it.
He looked towards the east: "Li Qianfan, are you ready to be ambushed by the young mistress?"
East!
This is the Liushui Pavilion in the provincial capital of Tiandong—
The midnight bell was about to chime.
Jiao Yin was squatting in the corner, fast asleep.
Suddenly—
A rustling sound came from the darkness.
The rustling sound was like countless venomous snakes slithering towards the bed!"