Chapter 109: I Want Him Dead

In the end, Lin Guodong left.

"Xue’er, how about it? Care for a drink?"

Inside the top-tier suite of the luxury cruise ship, Xiao Ran sat languidly on the sofa, wrapped in a bathrobe. He gently swirled the red wine in his glass and smiled at Lin Aoxue, who was sitting on the bed.

"Xiao Ran! You’re despicable!" Lin Aoxue cursed, glaring at him with a face full of indignation. Her muscles were tense, fully prepared to fight him to the death. Even if it meant dying, she would never allow him to defile her.

"Heh, I never claimed to be a good person." Unfazed by her insults, Xiao Ran took a sip of his wine and looked at her with a playful expression.

"Xiao Ran, you can give up right now! Even if I die, I won’t let you have your way!" With that, Lin Aoxue pulled a pair of scissors from under her pillow and lunged at him recklessly.

She aimed straight for his heart with fierce momentum. It was too late for Xiao Ran to dodge completely. He could only throw himself to the side, barely avoiding the fatal strike. However, the scissors still pierced his arm, and the intense pain made him cry out in agony. His screams quickly drew in the bodyguards from outside, who paled in shock upon seeing his injury.

Since her single strike had failed, Lin Aoxue knew her chance was gone. She didn’t struggle, allowing the bodyguards to tie her up. She had found those scissors in the room while Xiao Ran was taking a shower. She had thought that if she killed him, the worst outcome would simply be a life for a life. But who could have anticipated his reaction would be so fast? He had actually dodged it.

"Damn it! You bitch!"

After bandaging his wound, Xiao Ran marched over to Lin Aoxue. SMACK! SMACK! He delivered several hard slaps across her face. Lin Aoxue’s pinned-up hair fell loose, and her cheeks instantly swelled red. Her lip was split, and her makeup was ruined.

Lin Aoxue spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Xiao Ran, still glaring at him with stubborn defiance. "You beast! Kill me if you have the guts!"

"Lin Aoxue, you forced my hand!" Xiao Ran gritted his teeth in fury. He pulled out his phone and made a call. "It’s me. Do it. I want him dead!"

Seeing the chilling aura radiating from Xiao Ran, Lin Aoxue’s eyelids twitched violently. Xiao Ran was going to kill Ye Xuan! No! He couldn’t!

"Xiao Ran! Don’t you dare touch him!" Lin Aoxue stared at him in panic, her voice cracking from agitation.

"Lin Aoxue, this is the price you pay for provoking me!" Meeting her gaze, Xiao Ran smiled coldly, looking like a bloodthirsty demon.

The assassins sent by the Qilin Hall had already arrived in Jianghai City and infiltrated the Yunju Mountain Villa. The moment he gave the order, they would launch their attack.

"No! Don’t touch him! Don’t you want me? You can have me! I’ll agree to anything!" Whenever something involved Ye Xuan, Lin Aoxue would completely lose her composure. Tears fell unconsciously from her eyes as she struggled and begged bitterly.

Xiao Ran hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to hold such an important place in her heart that she would actually compromise herself for him. This only made him increasingly displeased. He walked over to Lin Aoxue, pinched her chin, and said coldly, "It’s too late to beg me now."

Lin Aoxue’s pupils shrank drastically, and she shook her head vehemently. "No! No! You can’t touch him! Xiao Ran, murder is illegal!"

Hearing her words, Xiao Ran laughed with complete indifference. "Heh, around here, I am the law. Crushing Ye Xuan is as easy as squashing an ant. Don’t worry, you’ll get to see him soon enough." He paused, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. "I’ll have them bring his head to you."

With that said, Xiao Ran ordered his men to take Lin Aoxue away. He wasn’t in a hurry to claim her. Instead, he wanted to wait until Ye Xuan was dead so he could slowly torture her.

Meanwhile, at the Yunju Mountain Villa.

Ye Xuan had just returned from the hospital. Yang Bingyu had been far too restless and had only just reluctantly fallen asleep. Rubbing his brow in exhaustion, he took out his phone to call Lin Aoxue.

The moment he took out his phone, his gaze sharply focused. He sensed a strong murderous intent!

Detecting the anomaly, Ye Xuan didn’t even think before executing a combat roll. Instantly, a bullet hole appeared right where he had just been standing. Without giving him a second to think, two more muted gunshots rang out. PFFT! PFFT!

Ye Xuan quickly dove behind the marble pillar at the doorway. The gun was equipped with a silencer, and the assailant was extremely cautious, changing positions after almost every shot. As a result, Ye Xuan couldn’t pinpoint their exact location. However, he already had a good guess as to where the assassin came from. There was a ninety-nine percent chance they were sent by Xiao Ran. Since he had failed to kill Xiao Ran last night, the man would undoubtedly try everything in his power to retaliate. Heh, this was fine too. Now he had enough reason to kill him.

Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed, and his ears twitched. Suddenly, he sprang forward like a Cheetah.

Hidden in the shadows, the Qilin Hall’s second-ranked assassin—the Poison Dragon—turned pale with shock. Before he could even fire his gun, he had to raise his arms to block Ye Xuan’s attack.

He was too strong! He had merely paused in this spot for a brief moment, yet Ye Xuan had already locked onto his position. With such astonishing perception, he truly lived up to the title of the Cyan Dragon Chief.

The Poison Dragon pressed his lips tightly together, his expression growing even more chilling than before. Neither of them spoke. In just a few short minutes, they had already exchanged dozens of blows.

"Too weak."

As those two faint words drifted into his ears, the Poison Dragon’s pupils shrank violently. He tried to retreat, but it was already too late. He watched as Ye Xuan’s hand formed an Eagle Claw, striking straight toward his throat. He instinctively reached out to block it, but in the next second, a fierce blow slammed into his abdomen. His body flew backward like a kite with a snapped string. The Poison Dragon crashed into a tree by the entrance, making the heavy trunk shudder violently.

"The Qilin Hall’s second-ranked assassin is nothing more than this." Ye Xuan walked unhurriedly toward the Poison Dragon, his entire being exuding a kingly aura.

The oppressive pressure made it nearly impossible for the Poison Dragon to breathe. He wanted to retreat, but his abdomen felt as though it had been ripped apart; he couldn’t muster an ounce of strength.

"Ghost Spider, how much longer are you going to just watch the show?!" Seeing that Ye Xuan was only a few steps away, a flash of resentment passed through the Poison Dragon’s eyes. He turned his head and shouted toward another dark corner.

Following his shout, a sinister laugh echoed through the air as a ghostly figure emerged from the darkness. "Hehehe, it’s been many years. I hope the Cyan Dragon Chief has been well."

Seeing the Ghost Spider, Ye Xuan halted his steps, narrowed his eyes, and said sharply, "Poisonous Spider, I never expected you to defect to the Qilin Hall. It seems I thought too highly of you."

True to his name, the Poisonous Spider was a master of poison. Hailing from the Southwest Miao Clan, he had grown up alongside Gu Insects since childhood. His entire body, down to the very strands of his hair, carried a lethal toxin.