The Evil Prince 263-266

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Chapter 263 Shadow
"Hehe, you're too kind. I just came with a friend and don't know the details. I'm really sorry." I said with a slight smile. After speaking, I turned around and put my arm around Bao'er, who was standing behind me, and said to the surrounding crowd, "Excuse me, everyone, the performance is over. I'm going down with Miss Bao'er."
Before anyone could react, I pulled Bao'er away. By the time the people around us reacted, we were almost out the door. At this moment, no one dared to say anything. It was completely silent from beginning to end. Bao'er's manager wanted to follow, but was stopped by Pu Minyu next to her. After hesitating for a moment, she didn't come out and just stood there, staring blankly as I led Bao'er out.
"Where are you taking me?" At this moment, when Bao'er was forcibly taken out and brought to the back of the villa, to a deserted area, she finally broke free. Actually, she had resisted before, but unfortunately, she didn't succeed. My arm strength was not something she could break free from. Unless I intentionally let her go, she wouldn't be able to escape my grasp.
"Where to? This place is fine. Tsk tsk, no one around, dark and windy, not bad, a good spot." I looked around and stood there, speaking wickedly to Bao'er.
"You... what do you want to do?" Bao'er's face turned pale after hearing my words, and she trembled as she spoke to me, her eyes filled with fear. She looked at me with utter terror, unable to speak for a moment. Gone was her initial arrogance, gone was her initial domineering attitude; she now appeared frail and pitiful, making one reluctant to harm her in the slightest.
"What do I want to do? What do you think? You said I molested you inside? Heh, since that's the case, if I didn't actually molest you, I'd be doing myself a disservice." I smiled slightly and walked step by step toward Bao'er, like a hungry wolf approaching a little lamb in its sights.
"No...don't come any closer...if you come any closer...I'll scream..." Bao'er said to me, trembling. Looking at me, she was speechless for a moment, only retreating further.
"Hehe, scream all you want, scream as much as you want, no one will listen to you even if you scream your lungs out..." Without realizing it, he uttered this line most often used by lecherous men, leering at Bao'er as he approached. At this moment, Bao'er's hair was disheveled, her face pale, and a strap on her red evening dress was broken, revealing half her body. Combined with her pitiful expression, she truly looked like a weak woman being bullied.
"No...no...I beg you, please don't..." Bao'er seemed to know I meant it. From the moment she came out, she knew I had the power to keep others away, so she stopped shouting for Da Ye and just looked at me pitifully, pleading with me. Two streams of tears flowed down her face, dripping onto the ground.
Actually, I hadn't intended to rape Bao'er. I'm not that kind of person, and even if I couldn't resist, I wouldn't do it here. I just didn't like the girl and wanted to teach her a lesson. So, seeing Bao'er's pleading and her genuine tears, I felt a surge of satisfaction. This girl had just caused me so much trouble. If no one was around, it wouldn't have mattered, but in front of so many people, she acted like that. If I were an ordinary person, I probably would have killed her long ago. As the old saying goes, "A gentleman doesn't hold grudges," and I consider myself a great gentleman. This grudge, of course, must be avenged.
"Really? What? Scared now? Regretful? Tsk tsk, tonight..." I said mockingly to Bao'er, then touched her smooth face with one hand. My fingers gently traced her alabaster skin, causing a blush to rise on her cheeks.
"No...no, I was wrong...I apologize, please...no...no..." Bao'er cried, finally visibly frightened and apologizing.
"Hehe, you know you were wrong now? Tonight." I chuckled, pulled Bao'er close, slapped her bottom hard, and then kissed her luscious red lips without hesitation. In Bao'er's stunned gaze, I began to kiss her. Her wide eyes slowly closed, her expression gradually becoming hazy.
Suddenly, I laughed, released Bao'er, and vanished without a trace before her eyes. Actually, I was just collecting a little interest; this was just the beginning. This interest was clearly insufficient to compensate for the harm I had suffered. However, this wonderful moment was interrupted by someone.
"Girl, wait. This is just interest. I have things to do today. We'll settle our accounts later." My voice echoed in the deserted courtyard, but I could only hear my voice, not see myself, because I had disappeared. A figure chased after me.
Just now, when I was kissing Bao'er, I suddenly felt a faint sound coming from the roof. Although it was very faint, I heard it clearly. Judging from the strength of the sound coming from the roof, it was a person, definitely not some random cat or dog. Think about it, this old-fashioned villa is made of wood, and it is obviously abnormal for someone to walk on it. Even an idiot would know that something is wrong. That's why I let go of Bao'er and followed her out. Because my divine sense had been activated, everything within a radius of 500 meters was within my consciousness. I could clearly feel that several girls on the second floor had fainted on the ground, but they were still breathing. Although they were just unconscious and not killed, Han Meizhu was not among them.
The newcomer was clearly not the type with exceptional agility or strength. He was carrying someone on his back, walking at a surprisingly fast pace, though making a lot of noise. Before this, I hadn't noticed any movement from him, not even how he got in. His stealth skills were undoubtedly top-notch. Unfortunately, he wasn't good at capturing people; capturing someone exposed him and significantly hampered his performance. Such a person would be ideal as an assassin, but less adept at kidnapping. I followed him as he skillfully scaled the three-meter-high wall and passed through the nearby grove, carrying a figure in a red evening gown, moving swiftly under the bright moonlight. The figure, with its disheveled long hair, was rather conspicuous.
"Alright, you've been playing with this guy for so long, it's time to put him down." As he passed through the sparse jungle, my lazy voice rang in his ears, booming from all directions, majestic like a thousand Buddhas paying homage.
Suddenly, the man stopped, frantically looking around but finding nothing. He unconsciously turned to a large tree, his back to it, and spoke in a slightly cold voice, "Who's there? Show yourself!"
"Heh, I've been out for a while, you just didn't notice." My voice rang out again, but this time without using any internal energy, just speaking calmly from the treetop. Hearing my voice, he looked up sharply, his eyes meeting mine with a smile.
After a moment of surprise, the black figure cautiously looked at me, then instantly ran forward, faster than before, though carrying someone slowed him down considerably.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." Watching him disappear quickly, a mocking expression appeared on my lips. Then, I leaped from a tree and vanished without a trace. I chased after him for a kilometer or two, following his figure until he thought he had shaken me off. He finally stopped, standing there panting heavily, looking utterly exhausted.
"Tsk tsk, look how tired you are. Are you alright? Do you want to sit down and rest for a while?" My voice rang out behind him again, my face full of concern.
"No, thank you. I can't rest, otherwise that guy behind me will catch up." He replied habitually, panting heavily. After saying that, his expression instantly changed, becoming extremely ugly. He had clearly remembered my voice.
"What? Can't I catch up? Honestly, you're too slow. I caught up with you easily. How about it? Want to run a little longer? I think you need to rest, otherwise you'll be exhausted. Tsk tsk, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone. You should leave, otherwise such a good talent would be wasted." I stood behind him, smiling mockingly.
"Sigh... No need. I admit I'm no match for you in either skill or speed... But... I'm confident I can kill you... I won't let you go, although I won't kill anyone after adapting to Mina... But since things have come to this, I have no other choice. Either you leave, or you die... Choose one... But I hope you leave. I don't want to kill anyone." The man put down the woman in his arms, turned around, and said calmly to me. Although the girl's hair was messy and obscured her face, I recognized her as Han Meizhu.
"Sorry... I can't give up on this person either. In that case, let's settle this once and for all..." I said calmly to the person in front of me.
The person standing before me was a pale-faced young man, around thirty years old, with ordinary features, thick eyebrows, and large eyes—the kind of person you'd never notice in a crowd. After staring at me for a long while, he said, "Since you insist on fighting, then I have no choice but to compete with you..."
With that, he vanished before my eyes, disappearing into the darkness. His presence was completely gone, as if he had vanished from space itself, leaving no trace. Even with my divine sense, I couldn't find a single trace of him. My previously smiling expression instantly turned serious. It seemed I had encountered a formidable opponent.
I quietly sensed my surroundings. Everything around me remained unchanged—the grass, the wind, everything was perfectly still, as if everything was perfectly natural. Everything was incredibly calm, and I couldn't sense any killing intent. Such an opponent was undoubtedly terrifying.
With a "whoosh," a sword appeared silently behind me, slicing across my arm. A bloody gash appeared instantly. If I hadn't reacted instantly the moment the sword grazed my muscle, I think my arm would have been severed. A cold sweat broke out all over my body. For years, I had thought myself invincible, but I never imagined I could be hurt, especially in such a direct way.
While I was still stunned, several more wounds appeared on my body, blood flowing involuntarily. I grimaced in pain. For so many years, I hadn't endured this kind of pain. Yet, at this moment, I couldn't even feel this pain. A smile, an excited smile, appeared on my lips, because I felt I had met an opponent worthy of my full strength.
"Give up... I don't want to kill anyone, leave now..." The other person's voice rang in my ears, a hint of reluctance in their tone. I knew they weren't lying. If they had aimed for my heart when they attacked, I would have been severely injured, if not killed. That sword could harm me without a sound or a hint of killing intent, and it wouldn't even reflect moonlight. There's only one sword like that in the world... Cheng Ying... Only Cheng Ying, this famous sword with its steel hilt, could harm me silently. And as far as I know, this sword belongs to only one person... Ying...
"You're Ying... I didn't expect you to be here... and you've already retired from the assassin world... But if you've already retired, why come back? Is it worth it for this woman?" I said calmly to Ying behind me. I knew he had appeared, right behind me. If I wanted to kill him, it would only take a moment. Ying couldn't dodge at this moment. However... I wouldn't stoop to such a thing. I, Li Tianxie, would never resort to underhanded tactics against someone I respect. Ying is undoubtedly an opponent, a very good one... Moreover, he's acting openly and honestly right now, and he didn't try to kill me at the beginning. Now he's even appeared and spoken to me. Based on these reasons, I won't kill him by sneak attack... Although if he were to launch a fatal sneak attack, I could kill him instantly, or at worst, we could die together.
"Worth it... Take her away... I'm determined to have her, I can't give up. You can go... I said I could kill you... But I... don't want to kill. Since you know I'm Ying, you should know you can't kill me... Give up..." Ying's worldly-wise voice echoed in my ears. But if he's already seen through everything, why did he kidnap Han Meizhu? And if he hasn't seen through everything, why does he speak like this? My mind was filled with countless thoughts.
"Is that so? Since you've chosen this path, then we'll have to fight to the death. But you must understand... once I move, you can't kill me. In the darkness, no one can fight Shadow to the death." Shadow's ethereal voice echoed again.
Shadow... A legend in the assassin world. No one knows when it began, but a person named Shadow appeared in the assassin world. No one knows who he is, whether he's male or female, or even his appearance or age. All that's known is that Shadow wields an ancient sword, his weapon, named Cheng Ying... A legendary divine weapon in the assassin world, an indestructible weapon, a myth in the assassin world, a deadly ancient sword. Since ancient times, countless high-ranking officials, wealthy gentry, and heroes of the martial world have died by this sword. Cheng Ying is a symbol of the assassin world, a myth in the assassin world... Every one of its owners was renowned in the assassin world, and in Shadow's hands, Cheng Ying was not disgraced by its masters.
In Shadow's ten-year career as an assassin, at least ten thousand people have died under his command. Among them are social elites, top tycoons, and of course, many individuals with special abilities and skilled martial artists, including two generals, three vampire dukes, and a head of state. Ten years have transformed Shadow from an unknown young man into a top-tier assassin. Shadow... a mythical name. His missions have never failed; every mission he accepts is completed perfectly. No one he chooses to kill has ever survived. Shadow... the second-ranked assassin. And the one ranked after him is another myth in the assassin world... the Blood God... the Blood God of Night Demons, who has sat at the top of the world's assassin rankings for a hundred years. He is an insurmountable myth, and below him is Shadow. This top-tier assassin, though working alone, has surpassed Heavenly Killer to take second place in the assassin world.
Legend has it that Shadow is invincible, at least in the darkness. No one can kill Shadow in the dark, and why... no one knows.
"Shadow... I admit you're powerful... but do you really think killing me is that easy? You should know I'm not so easy to kill. At least, I mean at least the moment you try to kill me, you will be instantly killed. However... in my opinion, that's highly unlikely to happen..." I said calmly, a hint of arrogance in my voice. Instantly, a deep purple flame ignited in my hand, illuminating the surrounding night sky. White flames emanated from the center of the deep purple flame, making one fully feel its terrifying power, as if it could destroy everything in time.
"Purple Flame... You are... Wuchang!!!" Upon seeing the ball of flame in my hand, Ying frowned instantly and said to me calmly. Seeing the seriousness on my face, she said lightly, "You thought Wuchang, who has been retired from the assassin world for three years, would still be so young? Back then... you were only fifteen or sixteen, weren't you? Truly, heroes emerge from among the young. But since you've already retired, you must be tired of the endless killing, right? If that's the case, why reappear? Wouldn't it be better to settle down?"

Chapter 264 Fatal Mistake
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? Shadow... Since you're already tired of endless killing, why did you bother showing up? Wouldn't it be better to live in seclusion? This woman beside me cannot be given to you; you absolutely cannot take her away. If you insist on taking her, then I'm sorry, we'll have to settle this once and for all." I stood there and said calmly to Shadow, waiting for his reply.
"Sigh... Sorry, Impermanence. It seems we'll have to settle this once and for all today. I want to see just how powerful the legendary Impermanence really is, whether you are stronger or I, Shadow, am stronger..." Shadow said calmly, but I could tell from his words that he longed to fight me. After all, for a martial artist, there's nothing better than a good fight with an evenly matched opponent.
"Then... come on..." I smiled slightly, closed my eyes, and began to listen to everything around me. Although seeing is believing and hearing is deceiving, under the shadow's attack, my eyes had become a burden, as they might confuse my senses. So, I closed my eyes. Of course, I couldn't use my ears either. Although my ears were sensitive, they were prone to errors, and in a duel between experts, a single mistake could lead to my demise. So, at this moment, I used my heart...
Only by observing everything with my inner eye could I find my opponent.
"Whoosh..." Another sound came, and instantly a sharp sword pierced my left chest. Seizing the opportunity, I swung my fist, instantly striking the person who had attacked from behind. However, as I struck, I felt as if I had hit air. Opening my eyes, I saw that the shadow's image had vanished without a trace after my attack.
"A fake body..." The phrase suddenly flashed through my mind. Shadow truly lived up to his reputation as a legend in the assassin world. Rumors circulated that he was the most likely person in the last century to reach the Grandmaster level, and it was indeed true. Shadow had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm. Although he didn't appear as terrifying as other Grandmasters on the surface, such people were the most frightening.
As a former assassin, I deeply understood that an assassin didn't necessarily need to attract attention; the more inconspicuous an assassin, the more terrifying they were. Shadow was undoubtedly a born assassin.
"Drip. Drip..." Drops of blood dripped from my left chest. Luckily, I reacted quickly; otherwise, Shadow's attack would have killed me. It seemed I couldn't hold back anymore, or I might really die.
"Boom boom..." Instantly, a raging fire erupted within a ten-meter radius of me, burning everything around me in an instant. Everything was illuminated by the flames and instantly consumed by the fire. However, I still considered Han Meizhu's life, so before that, I moved about twenty meters away from where Han Meizhu was. I'm not worried about Ying harming Han Meizhu. If he wanted to kill her, he would have done it already. With his abilities, he could kill her silently and leave without a trace. I have no doubt about that. Clearly, Ying has no intention of killing Han Meizhu. I'm even less worried about him dragging Han Meizhu away at this time, because he's not as fast as me, and if his whereabouts are exposed, I guarantee he'll die a horrible death.
The surrounding flames instantly ignited everything flammable. A dark shadow in the sky was also engulfed in flames. Instantly, a human-sized shadow was burned. I followed up and punched the shadow. Although the punch was rushed and I didn't unleash my full power, it still sent Ying flying. As I attacked again, Ying suddenly transformed into a dark shadow and vanished without a trace.
The sudden, unseen disappearance reminded me of something, a rumor. Legend has it that the world's superpowers are incredibly diverse and varied. Besides the five basic powers of wind, water, fire, earth, and thunder, there are countless other branches, such as spatial, ice, dark, and light powers. Among them is a power called "Shadow." This power is very special. It's said that in the darkness, Shadow users are invincible. They can completely hide their true form in darkness hundreds of meters away, manipulating their shadows to fight enemies. In a sense, their shadows are immortal; even if attacked, they suffer no harm to their true form. Such people are undoubtedly the most terrifying. When they manifest their power, they can instantly transcend spatial barriers and disappear hundreds or even thousands of meters away, then manipulate their shadows to fight enemies.
Such people are undoubtedly the most terrifying, killing without a trace and without suffering any harm themselves. It's no exaggeration to say that such people are a nightmare.
Furthermore, they can vanish instantly when they transform into shadows, their speed exceeding the barriers of space. Even if you find their location, it's futile, because you simply cannot kill them. They can use their abilities to disappear without a trace in an instant, making them impossible to capture. If they want to escape, even if you are a Grandmaster using spatial powers, you won't be able to catch them... because a Grandmaster's domain space is always limited. If they want to escape, catching them is virtually impossible.
However, I have my own way of dealing with this. I instantly appeared beside Han Meizhu, picked her up from the ground, and prepared to leave quickly. Although the Shadow can manipulate shadows to attack, I think his shadow is definitely not as fast as his true form hidden in the darkness. The revealed Shadow might not be able to keep up with my speed, but conversely, the Shadow hidden in the darkness can catch up with me... provided he stops manipulating that damned shadow.
Carrying Han Meizhu, I flew for several moments before stopping. I roared, "Flame Domain!"
Instantly, a hundred-meter radius around me burst into flames. The area around me seemed to become another world, a world completely controlled by fire. In this world, only two people could remain unaffected: me and Han Meizhu. Everything else would be consumed by the endless flames. Of course, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that this space belonged to me; I knew everything about it.
"Show yourself, Shadow. You should know the domain of a top-tier Grandmaster, right? You won't leave my domain. Here... I am a god..." I said calmly. Shadow appeared a hundred meters away, standing there coldly watching me.
"You actually used such methods... I admit defeat..." Shadow said calmly, but I could tell from his words that he wasn't convinced. It had to be said that my methods were indeed somewhat unethical, but... "All's fair in war," I said. "In this life-or-death struggle, no method is too much for me, because a miscalculation in such a fight means certain death.
" "Methods? Heh, assassins never consider their methods. They'll do anything to kill their target. Our primary principle is to achieve our objective by killing the enemy. Shadow... you haven't forgotten that, have you?" I said calmly.
After hearing my words, Shadow sighed and said to me, "That's right, you're right."
"Shadow... If you promise to hand over Cheng Ying and leave, I can spare you. Otherwise, you will perish within my flame domain. My domain is different from other Grandmasters. A Grandmaster's domain is usually pristine, devoid of anything. They are still gods, knowing their opponent's location, slowing them down, and applying pressure. Most importantly, they can instantly reach their opponent within their domain—that's their most lethal advantage. However, a Grandmaster like me, who has fused with supernatural abilities, is the most terrifying. I can manipulate my abilities within my domain, making them appear anywhere. For example, my flames—I can unleash them freely within my space, filling the entire area with fire. Even the most powerful opponent will find it hard to escape, as they have nowhere to hide. Even an ice-type expert can be locked in my space, unable to move or resist, only to be burned to ashes.
In short, once you enter my space, I am the god of that space; I control everything here."
"Impossible... Even so, I won't leave. I can't abandon her." Ying said earnestly, looking at Han Meizhu on the ground. He truly didn't understand what relationship Han Meizhu had with him, or what connection they had that made him so concerned, even willing to risk everything against me in this desperate situation.
"Boom..." Instantly, flames engulfed Ying's body. After the initial burst of flames, Ying was already covered in wounds, lying on the ground with not a single intact piece of flesh. He was on the verge of death. My Purple Flame is known for being able to burn all matter in the world. At this moment, Ying was locked onto by me, and within my spatial dimension, I could easily defeat him.
Ying lay there, barely alive, his Cheng Ying sword lying on the ground beside him. At this moment, I also withdrew my spatial dimension. Originally, I intended to let Ying go. Without Cheng Ying, he couldn't kill me no matter what. His punches were just tickling me. Killing me, even leaving a scratch, was impossible. But unfortunately, he didn't appreciate it, so I had no choice but to treat him this way. It was cruel, but also unavoidable. The world is inherently cruel; survival of the fittest.
"Meizhu...Meizhu...wake up, wake up, wake up!" I gently shook Han Meizhu's body and whispered to her. After a moment, Han Meizhu slowly woke up, looking at me with a confused expression, and said, "You...who are you? How did I get here?"
Hearing this, I was stunned. Looking closely at Han Meizhu, I realized this woman looked nine-tenths like her. If you didn't look closely, you definitely wouldn't be able to tell the difference. But since we were acquaintances, I could recognize her at a glance. When I first saw this woman, I thought she was Han Meizhu. Now, seeing her appearance and hearing her voice, I finally came to the conclusion that the woman in front of me was not Han Meizhu at all.
In an instant, countless images flashed through my mind, a torrent of thoughts swirling within me. But while I was pondering, the woman let out a scream and rushed to Ying's side, bursting into tears. She embraced Ying's body, which I had burned raw, and cried out, "Ying... Ying... What happened to you? What happened? Why did this happen? Why?"
Hearing this, I felt like I was about to vomit blood. After paying such a high price and fighting Ying for so long, I discovered that the person I was fighting had no grudges whatsoever, not even the slightest conflict. Judging from the woman's appearance, she clearly knew Ying, and they seemed to be a couple. They eloped together; what was I doing getting involved? I was even slashed several times by Ying and almost died because of it. Ying was also burned all over. Luckily, I had a backup plan. I originally intended to interrogate Ying to find out who ordered him to kidnap Han Meizhu. But now it seems that I was wrong. I was just being delusional and meddling in other people's business. Getting this marriage almost made me vomit blood. The wounds on my body felt burning. At this moment, I was even more embarrassed and wanted to slap myself twice.
"This... I'm sorry, Ying, I'm the one who got injured like this. I came to protect Han Meizhu. I saw Ying drag you out, and since you were wearing the same clothes as Han Meizhu and looked almost identical, I assumed you were Meizhu, so I chased after him and started fighting... I never expected it to end up like this." I stood there apologetically, speaking to the woman in front of me. Ying, who had been on the verge of death, seemed to have recovered by now. A helpless, bitter smile appeared in his eyes as he met mine. It turned out I wasn't the only one who had been deluded; he had too. He probably thought I was some kind of bad person, risking his life for so long because of a misunderstanding, only to find out it was all just a joke.
"Waaah, it's all my fault, Ying, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have listened to my father and gotten engaged to Pu Yuanhua. I shouldn't have hurt you, and I especially shouldn't have agreed to Meizhu's request and swapped clothes with her. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Ying... I didn't mean to, please don't die... don't die... if you die
, Mina will die with you..." Mina cried and wailed, clinging to Ying, whose body was badly burned. "Stop crying. If you keep going like this, you'll kill him even if he wasn't already dead," I said helplessly. I was also covered in wounds, bleeding profusely. Fortunately, my body is incredibly resilient, with excellent recovery abilities. Although the bleeding hadn't stopped, I was much better than when I was first injured. I believed my body could heal automatically overnight and within a week, provided I didn't get injured again.
Mina, who had been crying and shouting, suddenly turned to me with a hopeful look and said, "Really?"
"Of course," I replied without hesitation. I'm a master of fire manipulation and also an expert in treating burns. I went to Shadow's side, drained the remaining invisible fire elements from his body, then hoisted him up, grabbed Mina beside me, and left, heading towards Seoul.
Arriving at the headquarters of the Ice Mirror Society in Seoul, I entered amidst the astonished gazes of my underlings. After giving myself a simple bandage, I came out, bandaged, and went to Shadow to treat him. Undoubtedly, my burn treatment is the best, and I have many burn medications, many of which I used when I burned myself because the flames weren't initially under my complete control. After draining the remaining fire elements from Shadow's body, I bandaged him. An hour later, a brand new... mummy appeared before me.
Due to extensive burns, Ying had injuries of varying sizes all over his body except for his mouth and eyes, so I bandaged him up. Although I didn't want to make it so exaggerated, it was the only way; otherwise, Ying would be in danger. Even so, I think even if he heals, he will be left with many scars, after all, my Purple Flame is not easy to withstand. If I hadn't intentionally held back, Ying would have been a pile of ashes long ago.
Undoubtedly, this exaggerated appearance caused Mina to burst into tears. After crying all night, Ying finally woke up, much better, at least able to speak, although still extremely weak.
"Mina... don't cry. I'm fine, just a little injured. Wuchang didn't kill me, otherwise I would be dead... It's all just a misunderstanding." Ying said weakly to Mina, who was crying and looking at me with hatred.
"Really? Ying?" Mina said innocently to Ying. Damn it, this woman ignored me all night, but she believed Ying just because he said one sentence. It's infuriating! But what can I do? She likes Ying. But come to think of it, I'm way more handsome than Ying, so why doesn't she like me?
"Hmm." Ying nodded slightly and said to Mina in front of her. At this moment, I smiled bitterly and said, "I thought you were Han Meizhu. To be honest, you should know a little about Han Meizhu's father, Han Quanmin, who is running for president. He was afraid that someone would attack Han Meizhu, so he specially asked me to protect her. And you look so similar to her, and you were wearing the same clothes. Moreover, Ying knocked you unconscious. How was I supposed to know you weren't Han Meizhu? So I fought with Ying. To be honest, I didn't have an easy time either. I almost died at Ying's hands... Sigh. It was all a misunderstanding."
After hearing my words, Ying said, "Actually... it's not your fault. I sneaked in and knocked out a bunch of people. If I were you, I would have chased after them too... I'm already very grateful that you didn't kill me in the end... And being able to see Mina again makes it all worthwhile..."
After saying that, she looked at Mina in front of her with a gentle smile.
"This guy looks like a mummy and still has such a lewd smile, it's utterly despicable... utterly pathetic... truly pathetic to the extreme..." I thought with utter contempt.

Chapter 265 Ice Soul
"Um... hey Shadow, at least pay attention, I'm here too... um, I'm really curious what you guys are up to, why are you doing this hijacking thing? And is it really necessary to make yourselves look like this?" I coughed twice and joked with Shadow in front of me.
The moment I spoke, the two women, who had been smiling, instantly fell silent, their expressions turning somber. After a long pause, Mina, who was sitting there, finally spoke first: "Actually, it's all my fault. It was because of me that Ying did this..."
"No...you're not wrong. You were only doing it for your family. In the end, it was my selfishness that led to this." Ying immediately chimed in after Mina spoke, his voice weak but filled with anxiety, clearly bothered by Mina taking the blame upon herself.
"I said...can you two be normal for once? Find someone to tell me what happened," I said calmly, frowning.
"I'll tell you..." Mina glanced gently at Ying, who lay on the bed like a mummy, and said softly to me.
After saying this, Mina began to recount her story with Ying...
It turned out that a year ago, Mina was just a primary school girl who had just graduated from high school and entered university. Mina's father was the president of a listed company in Seoul, and her mother was a stunning beauty, Han Meizhu's aunt, and Han Meizhu's mother's twin sister. That's why she knew Han Meizhu and looked so similar to her... Mina was the apple of her family's eye since childhood, getting everything she wanted. She lived a carefree life with a group of handsome young men chasing after her. Her life couldn't be more comfortable
. A year ago, Ying was still a feared assassin, a legend in the assassin world. The two originally lived in different worlds, and it was basically impossible for them to meet, because their worlds had no intersection...
However, the world is full of coincidences. By chance, Ying and Mina met. The way they met was that Ying, who was seriously injured, was being hunted all over the world and finally hid in South Korea. Outside Seoul, he was being chased and had no choice but to use his last strength to hide in a villa.
And this villa is Mina's home... Undoubtedly, the story begins here. A carefree girl is stunned when she sees a blood-soaked figure suddenly enter through her window. However, seeing the unconscious person lying on the ground, she feels pity, leading to a melodramatic "beauty saves the hero" scenario. Mina secretly hides Ying and takes good care of him. As time goes by, they fall in love... They finally can't control themselves and fall in love...
Unfortunately, their relationship is not recognized by the girl's father, because Mina's father has already arranged a marriage for her with Park Won-hwa, the eldest grandson of the third generation of the Samsung Group. Marrying him would be a great thing for anyone in the South Korean business world, especially since he likes Mina very much. Therefore, he strongly opposes their love and threatens suicide, ultimately forcing Mina to agree to the engagement with Park Won-hwa. But Ying is clearly not the kind of person who is willing to give up, so this scene unfolds.
Actually, Park Jung-ryong and his family should be thankful that Shadow is no longer the Shadow they used to be. At least he won't kill people in front of Mina, nor will he kill anyone Mina knows. Otherwise, Park Jung-ryong and his family would have been dead long ago. Although he has many skilled assassins, trying to escape Shadow's assassination attempt is nothing short of a pipe dream.
"I say, I didn't expect you to be hunted down, and no one knows about it. I'm very curious, who has such great abilities to hunt down the legendary assassin Shadow... and make you hide for most of the world...?" Hearing this, I raised an eyebrow and said calmly to Shadow in front of me.
"Blood God..." Shadow uttered these two words weakly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes as he spoke the name... I stared at Shadow in astonishment. Everyone understood what the name Blood God represented. If Shadow was a legend in the assassin world, then Blood God was undoubtedly a myth. For nearly a hundred years, Blood God had held the position of the number one assassin. Although he hadn't made a move in a long time, as long as he did, his opponent was certain to die. No matter who it was, if they managed to get Blood God involved, they might as well just slit their own throats, because living would only be a miserable existence, and they would definitely be killed by Blood God.
Not only the Blood God, but even the Night Demon alone inspires extreme fear. The Night Demon assassin group, whose origins are unknown, is said to have existed since medieval Europe, taking on all sorts of assassination missions. Over the centuries, they have been hailed as the most outstanding assassin group…
The Blood God is the leader of the Night Demons, a legend spanning centuries, though no one knows his identity because those who have seen him are all dead. The Blood God's three most famous assassinations are: the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife during World War I, the assassination of President Lincoln, and the assassination of President Kennedy. The methods are inconceivable, and each time, it was the other party who was caught. For example, the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife led to World War I, but at that time, they were surrounded by many skilled assassins and had papal guards by their side. How could they be killed so easily? Moreover, the murderer was an ordinary young man who killed the Archduke with a musket under the protection of so many skilled guards. Is that even possible? Moreover, Blood God accepted this mission three days prior… so everyone knew it was Blood God's doing, but they were helpless. Many of the Grand Duke's top fighters were killed in the wilderness of Sarajevo, all with a single, fatal blow. Blood God's name became legendary from that moment on…
“Why did you provoke him? What's wrong with you?” I said helplessly to Shadow in front of me, annoyed. Of all people to provoke, this guy had to pick on Blood God, that old geezer. Just think, that guy was already infamous over a hundred years ago, an absolutely terrifying figure, undoubtedly a Grandmaster. Although my unscrupulous father didn't say who that European Grandmaster was, I judged it to be that old geezer, Blood God. I never expected Shadow to provoke him; it was like an old man courting death.
After hearing my words, Ying gave a bitter smile and said, "I didn't want to either... but there was nothing I could do. Someone hired him to kill me. You know... being an assassin for too long inevitably leads to some enemies... but... I discovered a secret..."
"What secret?" I asked in surprise...
Ying stared into the void for a long time before slowly saying to me, "The Blood God is a member of the vampire clan..."
"What? A vampire clan?" I exclaimed in surprise, but after a while, I regained my composure and stood there talking to myself, "Yes, the Blood God, a vampire clan... I think this old guy is at least a prince who has lived for thousands of years... no wonder his actions are always so unpredictable."
“Yes, and as a prince, he possesses a terrifying vampire ability that makes him even more frightening… I had absolutely no chance to fight back against him… To be honest, that guy is even stronger than you. Not only is his physical recovery speed terrifyingly fast, but his ability is even more terrifying… He kills without a trace… Unpredictable… I advise you to leave immediately if you encounter him, otherwise you will die a terrible death…” Shadow said to me with a look of fear.
“What ability?” I asked, stunned.
“Spatial collapse…” Shadow said, enunciating each word clearly.
Spatial Collapse, as the name suggests, is a spatial ability, and a top-tier one at that. Unlike humans, vampires may never possess an ability in their lifetime, but once they do, it's absolutely terrifying. Generally, vampires at the Duke level only have one ability, while Princes have two. Legend has it that the Blood Emperor had three, but the Blood Emperor hasn't appeared for countless years. The current vampire Princes are the highest, each a Grandmaster—though they are only beginner Grandmasters. Moreover, these individuals are not counted among the six Grandmasters because they are anomalies… The six Grandmasters mentioned by the ruthless old man are clearly human… Vampire Princes not only possess terrifying speed but also terrifying strength and regenerative abilities. Theoretically, as long as you don't cut off their heads and hearts, they are immortal…
Spatial collapse is one of the most terrifying abilities among the vampires. Undoubtedly, spatial collapse refers to the complete collapse of space within a certain range, destroying everything within that distance. Everything is devoured by extradimensional energy… reducing all objects to ashes. Nothing can survive except the manipulator. No wonder Shadow was beaten so badly; if the Blood God used this, it would be a miracle if Shadow escaped.
"How large is the range of his spatial collapse?" I asked the most crucial question. Every ability has its range; if it exceeds fifty meters, it becomes difficult to control. I think Shadow escaping the Blood God's spatial collapse was purely luck.
"Fifty meters... Fifty meters is the range of spatial collapse. That means if you get within fifty meters of him, you're doomed. Wuchang, remember, if you encounter the Blood God, run. I was lucky that I escaped instantly when he used this ability, but I was still injured. I only escaped because of my shadow-type ability. But you're different. You have fire energy and are good at close combat. If you encounter the Blood God, you're dead. So you have to run, understand?" Shadow said to me seriously.
After hearing this, I nodded. It seems that Shadow is not a Grandmaster after all. He still doesn't understand the Grandmaster's domain. Within my domain, I am not afraid of the Blood God. Even if he uses spatial collapse to destroy my domain space, he will still be burned by my flames. The outcome is only fifty-fifty... But one should always keep some reserves. One can never be too careful.
"Alright... Let's not talk about this anymore. Shadow, what are you two planning to do in the future?" After hearing this, I said to the two people in front of me. At this moment, I changed the subject and smiled faintly at the two people in front of me.
However, my words made Mina's face darken. Seeing Mina's expression, Ying also looked downcast, and the two fell silent again. Perhaps at this moment, neither of them knew what to say, after all, the problem they were about to face was truly serious.
Last night, during the engagement ceremony, he lost his daughter-in-law. Park Jung-ryong must be mortified. Although there was Han Mi-joo who could take her place, I think after seeing my relationship with Han Mi-joo, Park Jung-ryong wouldn't dare to ask her to. Last night must have been a complete mess. If Mina and the others went back, they would probably cause a huge uproar. Not to mention Park Jung-ryong, even Mina's father wouldn't let them off the hook.
"I...I...If I don't go back, my father will be in danger. The Park family won't let my family off the hook," Mina whispered, then burst into tears. Beside her, Shadow's eyes were filled with helplessness and pain. It seemed that after their impulsive actions, both of them realized the gravity of the situation. Shadow was somewhat better off; he had no ties, only Mina. But Mina was different; she had family, which put her in a difficult position. Ultimately, however, Shadow was too soft-hearted. If I were Shadow, I would have wiped out the entire Park Jung-ryong family to end it all, avoiding this trouble. But he was probably considering Mina's feelings, so he hadn't acted. Undoubtedly, Shadow was a legend in the assassin world, but when it came to matters of the heart, he was an inexperienced rookie, even somewhat indecisive…
Looking at their expressions, I felt a pang of sadness, not because of their situation, but because of their distressed expressions. I couldn't bear to see these two—one sobbing uncontrollably, the other looking lost and pained. It was such a small matter! Was it really necessary? Why did they have to care about others? " We could just elope, but I don't think they'd do it even if I said that. They're clearly not the same kind of people as me in this regard, and they wouldn't accept my approach.
" "Um...you two, stop acting like this. Leave this to me." I said, stroking my chin as I looked at the two of them.
"What? You? Wuchang, you're not planning to kill them all, are you?" Shadow, wrapped like a mummy, asked excitedly.
"What? You idiot! Can't I use another method? Let me tell you, besides being an assassin, I'm also the boss of the Ice Mirror Society. The lifelines of the Samsung Group are in my hands. Although it's a bit troublesome, they won't refuse to give me face if I ask. But..." I muttered to Shadow, then hesitated...
"But what?" Mina asked anxiously, hearing there was hope.
But Shadow was smart; he knew what I was thinking from my expression. Assassins are all about practicality. I suffered losses helping him deal with Park Jung-ryong and his gang, which needed compensation. Otherwise, what was the point? So Ying lay there and said in a weak voice, "Wuchang, if this matter is accomplished, my life will be yours from now on."
"Hahaha... Good... Deal." I stood there and laughed as I spoke to Ying in front of me. The Ice Soul needed someone like Ying. The reason they had never become a well-trained assassin force was because they lacked a leader, and Ying was undoubtedly the most suitable. With him, it was like having a thousand troops. A mere loss... was worth it... He was the soul of the Ice Soul... the true Ice Soul...

Chapter 266 Untitled
It was only early morning, the sky was still gray, and the newly risen sun had just slowly risen from the ground. Everything around seemed so quiet and peaceful. The golden sunlight shone on the earth, like the streets of Seoul in late autumn. Yellow leaves kept falling from the sky, making people feel a chill from time to time. Many people hunched over and shrank their heads, walking quickly through the sparsely populated streets, looking flustered and unsteady.
I spoke with Ying and Mina, instructing them to stay at the South Korean headquarters of the Ice Mirror Society for now. It's the safest place right now, the only place where they won't be searched. After all, Park Jung-ryong lost his granddaughter-in-law, and with his influence, the police and gangsters outside have probably already started a comprehensive search from all angles. There's no safer place in the entire Seoul than here. Ying's injuries won't heal for at least a month or two, and if anyone finds him now, he'll surely die.
With his hands in his pockets, he watched the bustling crowd around him. Although it was still early, some diligent people had already started working. The streets were busy with traffic, and police officers could be seen frequently at intersections questioning passersby, holding up photos of Mina. And it wasn't just them; from the shadows, several burly men would occasionally grab pedestrians, showing them photos and asking questions. It seemed both the legitimate and criminal underworld of Seoul were mobilized. But then again, it was no wonder Park Jung-yong and his men were so concerned. After all, this was a huge scandal for both them and the country. On their engagement night, in their family villa, in front of hundreds of people, their fiancée had been kidnapped—a truly unprecedented event. Given
Park Jung-yong's status in South Korea, if this wasn't explained, they would lose face. That's why they were so anxious and expended so much manpower and resources.
"Brother...where did you go last night? I couldn't find you anywhere! Do you know what happened last night?" As I returned from outside, a pretty figure ran out of the house and grabbed me, looking pitiful. It was none other than Han Meizhu. At that moment, Han Meizhu was wearing a small nightgown, her hair disheveled, standing in front of me. She had obviously just woken up and hadn't even had time to put on her shoes; her smooth little feet were bare.
"Well...I had some things to take care of, so I left without saying goodbye. What happened last night?" I said with a smile, then lay down on the sofa, picked up a cookie, and ate it as I spoke.
"What? Don't think I don't know. Did you leave with that Bao'er?... Hmph, that woman has a very improper lifestyle. She's a notorious sex symbol, and there are always rumors about her. You and her yesterday..." Han Meizhu hopped over to me like a little rabbit and looked at me with a suspicious gaze. Although it was a suspicious gaze, her expression clearly showed that she didn't believe me and was already certain of it.
"Don't talk about that. I have nothing to do with that woman. I had something else to do yesterday. Don't overthink it. What happened yesterday?" I interrupted Han Meizhu.
"What else could have happened? My cousin Meina disappeared yesterday! It was her engagement ceremony! I was curious and swapped clothes with her, and then she was kidnapped. Isn't that strange? All of us girls were knocked unconscious in the house. Luckily, I went out to look for you, so I wasn't knocked out. My dad said these people were probably targeting me, but they accidentally kidnapped Meina... It was chaos there yesterday. You wouldn't believe it until midnight when hundreds of police officers arrived and allowed everyone to leave... I wonder how my cousin is now? But I think that person was looking for Meina." "After all, she was arrested just minutes after we changed clothes. How could such a coincidence happen?" Mina said with a worried expression, but she didn't seem sad at all. That's how people with high IQs are; they see everything rationally, and because of that rationality, they can seem a bit cold-blooded. Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that Han Meizhu is carefree and oblivious.
Undoubtedly... I completely agree with Han Meizhu's deduction. The situation is just as Han Meizhu thought. The other party wasn't targeting her at all. Ying's only target was Mina. Even if you sent her over, Ying wouldn't want her.
"This... Meizhu, you're right." "The situation is pretty much the same. Yesterday, I went to chase after the people who kidnapped Mina..." After a moment's hesitation, I told Han Meizhu the truth. This was a decision I made after careful consideration. Of course, it was only part of the truth. After all, it was best to have Han Quanmin's help to suppress this truth. Mina is his niece, and he has no reason to shirk responsibility. Moreover, in this kind of accusation, it's natural to drag someone down with me. This way, I would be more confident and wouldn't have to resort to extreme measures to force Park Jung-ryong to compromise.
After all, this matter is quite serious, and no one can tolerate it. If I encounter someone with a stubborn personality, they might fight me to the death. Although I'm not afraid, it wouldn't do me any good. That old guy Park Jung-ryong is too cunning. Who knows what he's thinking? It's safer to involve Han Quanmin. This matter isn't difficult to resolve; all we need to do is hand over Ying. However, Ying is more important to me. Ice Soul—the name Ice Soul implies a certain aura of the Ice Mirror Society's spirits. Ice Soul's intelligence capabilities are exceptional; they're hidden in various industries, their intelligence network is extensive. Anything happening across Asia can reach my ears within half an hour. Their intelligence capabilities are outstanding. However, unfortunately, Ice Soul's assassination skills are truly pathetic. Although they've tried to recruit some experts and assassins, along with my Li family's elite assassins, they're still insignificant in every way. They can only kill a few... The smaller fry are alright, but they're not of much use. Ultimately, the Ice Soul's personnel are too diverse. They have some experts, but they're all unruly. Although I entrusted Li Cheng with important responsibilities, he's unable to control these people. Therefore, I need someone to suppress them, since the enemies the Ice Mirror will face in the future won't be simple.
The Zhu family… I know the Zhu family has a mysterious assassination organization called the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Everyone knows about it; almost everyone who knows about the Ming Dynasty knows about the Eastern Depot, the Western Depot, the Imperial Guard, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard. These so-called Embroidered Uniform Guards originated from that time, serving the Zhu family for hundreds of years. Assassination, intelligence gathering, and torture are their specialties. Within the Zhu family… When the Zhu family ruled the country, they were its strongest support; when the Zhu family became a powerful clan dominating China, they were its most powerful backers. The reason the Zhu family was able to suppress the Green Gang and the Red Gang was inseparable from the support of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Otherwise, how could the Zhu family have kept these two international underworld giants loyal for centuries without rebellion? Initially, it could be said that they were loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but hundreds of years have passed. Who still knows about the Ming Dynasty? Who still loves the Ming Dynasty? The reason these people didn't rebel was entirely due to the existence of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. However… hundreds of years have passed, and these guards have become even more deeply hidden, only acting as a last resort. In other words, if the Zhu family relied solely on the underworld to compete with the Liu family, who monopolized the political world, and the Li family, who monopolized the military, they would be in a different league. Qi Qu is undoubtedly a pipe dream. The reason they and the Embroidered Uniform Guard have survived to this day is largely due to the Embroidered Uniform Guard organization itself. However, they are extremely well-hidden. Even my Li family knows roughly how many of these people there are, and how powerful they are. All we know is that if they were to go all out, they could absolutely rival the Liu and Li families… of course, we're talking about the two families going all out, not just their individual experts. This includes the Liu family's government resources and the Li family's military power…
You can imagine how terrifying these people are. But the most terrifying thing isn't that… it's that they are completely elusive and intangible. You have no idea who they are, or when they will appear. Enemies lurking in the shadows are the most terrifying… even the Zhu family, through generations of… The Lord knows the names and numbers of all the Embroidered Uniform Guards… no one else can find them.
Having this organization makes the future underworld wars not optimistic. After all, the Demonic Sect is known for its numerous masters, having single-handedly resisted the righteous path of the martial world for a thousand years without decline. Yet, even so, they were still defeated by the Zhu family, forced to cower in the seven western provinces, not daring to take a single step… This shows the terror of the Embroidered Uniform Guards. I think if it weren't for the Demonic Sect having too many masters holding back the Zhu family, and if they weren't unwilling to wage a full-scale war against our Li family, they probably would have already made their move. Once they did, our Ice Mirror Society's strength would be insufficient to resist. Fortunately, the Li family is the Li family after all, and they won't be easily bullied. They dare to send too many masters to our Ice Mirror Society, and our Li family… They might stand idly by, but that would mean mutual destruction. Clearly, a smart person wouldn't choose that path unless absolutely necessary. That's why Zhu Zihao and I both left; otherwise… the neutral faction doesn't have that capability…
As for the last underworld invasion, the reason neither side deployed their top experts was because there are international regulations prohibiting experts from intervening in large-scale vendettas between ordinary people, and preventing ordinary people from knowing. Although this is just a formality in China, international gangs that have reached this level all have powerful backers and numerous extraordinary individuals.
If our Zhu family's experts had been deployed, they would have faced a situation where the Zhu family alone had to take on a single challenge. The great war in the cultivation world was an outcome the Zhu family couldn't bear, forcing them to compromise and cede a province to my Ice Mirror Society. Otherwise, how could it be so easy?
And this time, Ying is undoubtedly an absolute talent. With his addition, he can completely suppress those arrogant bastards in the Ice Soul, increasing the Ice Soul's strength several times over. Although they still can't withstand the Embroidered Uniform Guard, they've at least significantly strengthened their power. With further development, he'll be useful one day… Moreover, their inability to deal with the Embroidered Uniform Guard doesn't mean they can't deal with those damned international gangs. At least they won't put my Ice Mirror Society in a passive, defensive position in future confrontations…
Therefore, I'm determined to get Ying.
"What? You went to chase after the people who kidnapped Sister Mina? Did you catch them? Were you injured?" "Han Meizhu said excitedly to me, then rummaged around on my body. When she saw the bandage on my chest, she screamed "Wow!" and her eyes instantly filled with tears, about to burst into a full-blown tirade.
"Brother! How could this happen? You won't die, will you? You can't die! What will I do if you die? Waaah!" Han Meizhu said to me in a tearful voice.
Seeing this, I quickly said, "I'm fine. If I were in trouble, would I still be standing here talking to you? But I can't help being injured. That person was very strong, and I suffered a loss, but thankfully I defeated him in the end."
"Really? Really! I knew you were the best, brother. What about Cousin Meina?" Han Meizhu was undoubtedly the kind of person who believed everything she heard, and her mood changed extremely quickly. Just a moment ago she was about to cry, but now she was all smiles. Most people couldn't stand her changing mood so quickly.
"Well... Meizhu, the situation is like this..." After considering it for a moment, I told Han Meizhu the situation. Of course, I didn't reveal Ying's identity, only that he was a very skilled assassin. After all, Ying was probably still being tracked down by Blood God's men, and it wasn't good for anyone to know his whereabouts. Moreover, if Han Quanmin knew Ying's identity, he would inevitably make a big fuss about it. After all, having someone like that as a helper would be like adding wings to a tiger. Ying is one of the top experts in the world, and in terms of killing skills... he's definitely in the top ten.
"I see... I didn't expect Sister Mina to have such a beautiful love story. I'm so envious of her..." After hearing my explanation, Han Meizhu's eyes lit up as she looked at me with a longing expression, making my spine tingle. Who knows what kind of mischief this girl is up to now.
“Mi-joo…get down to business,” I said with a sigh, my tone becoming stern. Han Mi-joo finally quieted down, but then smiled at me and said, “Oh, is that so, brother? Are you trying to recruit that assassin into your organization to work for you? That’s why you didn’t kill him, right? But…brother, this seems like a lot of trouble. Even if I tell my father, I doubt he can handle it. You know Park Jung-ryong has a lot of influence in South Korea. Even my father has to give him some leeway. If he doesn’t give us face, there’s nothing we can do…”
“Hmm…of course I know. But don’t worry about this. Just tell your father everything. All he needs to do is lend his support. I’ll handle the rest,” I said calmly, deep in thought, seemingly making a decision.
"Hehe... I almost forgot, brother, you seem to be involved in the underworld. I looked it up, and the gangsters who came out to help you the other day all belong to the Chinese gang Bingjian Society. They're very powerful in South Korea, almost forcing the local gangs to give in. I heard they're an international gang organization, and the South Korean one is just a branch. I don't know the specifics. Could it be that you guys can keep Park Jung-yong in check and make him compromise?" Han Mi-joo giggled and winked at me as she spoke.
Damn, high IQ really makes a difference. Talking to someone like that is effortless. But overly smart people are always annoying because they seem to be ahead of everyone else in everything, which is irritating. In my opinion, if you're smart and everyone knows you're smart, then you're not smart, you're a fool… Han Meizhu is clearly not as good as Wu Wei in this respect. If it were Wu Wei, he would just chuckle and say nothing in such a situation, unlike Han Meizhu… But then again, Han Meizhu is still young and can't compare to Wu Wei. A weapon that has been honed is a sharp weapon, and Han Meizhu is clearly an unpolished weapon. Although she's smart, she lacks social skills. If this continues, she'll never amount to much.
“Mi-joo…you’re right, that’s the situation. Your father knows a bit about the organization connected to me. They can indeed keep Park Jung-yong in check and force him to give me face. But things always go to extremes. This is shameful and embarrassing. People’s hearts are unpredictable. Asking your father for help is just buying insurance, do you understand?” I said calmly to Han Mi-joo in front of me, then looked out the window at the golden sunlight, watching the gentle sun slowly rise and its golden rays illuminate the earth.
“I see…but I’m curious, is it worth it? If you succeed, great, but if you fail, you’ll probably suffer a great loss. Not to mention, your status as a Samsung shareholder will cause you losses. Park Jung-yong has the ability to oust you from the board of directors.” Han Mi-joo nodded and said to me.
"Hehe... There's no such thing as worth it or not. If I think it's worth it, it's worth it; if I think it's not worth it, it's not worth it. And coincidentally, I think this matter is very worthwhile, so I've decided to take this person..." I smiled slightly at Han Meizhu, then stood up and returned to my room. I hadn't slept all night; I needed a good rest. After all, I'm not Superman... Although I still have to go to school today... But such a big matter naturally requires me to be well-rested. I can worry about school later; the last incident hasn't subsided yet. If I go later, no one will dare say anything.
In the evening, I drove with a dozen or so men to Park Jung-ryong's residence. When I arrived, the people at the gate hurriedly opened it for me. I had already informed Park Jung-ryong beforehand; although they were probably very busy right now, they wouldn't dare to neglect me.
Of course, there was more than one person who came this time. Mina's parents and Han Quanmin were also there. I had invited them all here, and they must have arrived before me, since I'm notoriously late. Although I didn't say much when they arrived, I did give them a brief overview of the situation, so I imagine they're pacing around anxiously inside.
As soon as my car pulled up, someone opened the door for me, and I swaggered in, dressed in a black suit, with a bunch of men with me. Park Jung-ryong's bodyguards seemed to have received prior warning; they ignored us and let us walk in.
When I arrived at the magnificent hall, it was spotless. Though still spacious, it was no longer the same as the night before. The crystal chandelier shone brightly from the ceiling, no longer as dim as yesterday. In the center was a coffee table and a sofa. Sitting on the sofa was a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Han Meizhu, appearing to be around thirty years old, sexy and alluring. This woman must be Mina's mother. She was wearing a fiery red dress and sat there anxiously, fidgeting, speaking to a fat, bald man beside her. However, Mina probably knew her mother... The woman looked to be around forty, but appeared to be only about thirty. I hadn't seen the bald man before, but since there were no outsiders around, I figured he must be Mina's father. This man was truly… obese as a pig, with a fat head, greasy face, and a huge belly. He sat there looking disgruntled, as if someone owed him money. This must be Mina's father. To be honest, it was hard to believe her father and mother were together. Seeing them, I immediately thought it was… Beauty and the Beast, and a wild boar at that! I seriously doubted if Mina was his daughter.
Han Quanmin was also there, speaking to Mina's mother with concern, presumably comforting her. But what was wrong with his eyes? They seemed a little strange, like he didn't care much, carrying a hint of something inexplicable. Did this guy have some ulterior motive towards his wife's older sister?
However, I had no interest in such gossip. There were more important things to deal with at the moment. Although I was curious, I knew it wasn't the right time. I'd like to ask Han Quanmin what was going on. I never expected him to be so ruthless behind the scenes, despite his seemingly upright appearance.
Meanwhile, the three generations of the Park family sat watching the entrance. Upon seeing me, they immediately stood up. Park Won-hwa clearly didn't recognize me; he only stood up out of habit when he saw Park Min-woo and Park Jung-ryong. The people around them naturally followed suit.
I walked over with a group of men, looking quite imposing. A hint of surprise flashed in Mina's father's eyes, while Mina's mother seemed more confused.
"Young Master Li… welcome, welcome! May I ask what brings you all to my house today?" Park Jung-ryong seemed suspicious of my arrival and the large group of people I'd brought, but still warmly welcomed me, speaking to me kindly.

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