Chapter 100: Take This Woman to Surrender

The Ancestress Is Both Stunning and Fierce Sweet Western Treasure 1281 words 2026-04-13 23:44:06

Xu Li looked at the scattered few bodyguards and nearly clutched her head in a shriek. "Where are the others? Why are there only a few of you?"

The lead bodyguard looked terrified. "We don't know why, but the rest are frozen outside and can't move."

That was why only these few had heard Manager Xu's cries for help and rushed in. There were only four or five of them, and one of them was just making up the numbers, lacking any presence whatsoever.

Suddenly, the lead bodyguard pointed at Bai Chuwei, who was still picking through the candies on the tray, and said in horror, "It's her! It's she who froze everyone!"

In an instant, everyone in the room felt a chill, as if a biting cold was surging from the soles of their feet straight up their spines.

Where on earth did this ancestor-level monster pop out from?

The bodyguards thought of their colleagues still frozen outside, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward.

Bai Chuwei, having failed to find the candy she liked, raised her head in disappointment and said calmly, "Master Sun, you might not be aware of my rules. First, I loathe demonic cultivators; when I see them, I want to snap their necks. Second, I don't like it when people touch those under my protection. Unfortunately, you've managed to commit both."

Sun Dayong was on the verge of tears. He begged her to stop using the polite form of "you," as he truly could not bear the weight of it.

Xu Li screamed from the side, "Bai Chuwei, have you lost your mind? This is a society governed by law! Are you planning to commit murder?"

Hearing this, Bai Chuwei leaned against the desk and looked at Xu Li with leisurely composure, laughing, "A proper cultivator wouldn't kill lightly, of course. But Auntie Xu, isn't that exactly what you like to do?"

Xu Li broke into a cold sweat. Duan Xingye! Bai Chuwei was talking about Duan Xingye! It was over...

As she looked into Bai Chuwei’s deep, smiling eyes, Xu Li felt as if she were being thoroughly seen through.

Sun Dayong knelt on the floor, his head thumping against the tiles. He hit it with such force that he left long scratches on the ceramic floor, his forehead a blurry mess of blood. "Spare me, Senior! Please, spare me!"

Sun Dayong knew better than anyone that when encountering a senior with a cultivation level higher than his own, taking his life would be as easy as a flick of a finger. What was money compared to life?

Everyone knew who Master Sun was. Whenever he visited the Nightclub, he usually walked with his nose in the air, ordering seven or eight hostesses to accompany him. When had he ever been this pathetic?

In the silent office, aside from the sound of Sun Dayong knocking his head, there was a faint, pungent odor of urine drifting through the air... Someone had been scared into wetting themselves!

Bai Chuwei frowned, gently covering her nose with a delicate finger. She glanced down at the master still kowtowing on the floor and said faintly, "I will give you one chance."

Sun Dayong snapped his head up, his bloodshot eyes filled with wild relief. "Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!"

"Take this woman to the police station and turn yourself in." Bai Chuwei pointed a slender finger at Xu Li.

At the gesture, Xu Li’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the floor.

Going to the police station to turn themselves in... and confessing everything about how she plotted to take Duan Xingye's life. If she confessed now, it meant a prison sentence!

The fortune Bai Chuwei had told for her at her home had come true. Seeing the ecstatic relief in Sun Dayong’s eyes, Xu Li knew she was finished. She suddenly shrieked, "Bai Chuwei, just because you know a few sorcery tricks, you think you can manipulate this society? Do you know whose bar this is? It belongs to the Duan family!"

At that very moment, hurried footsteps sounded from outside.

A tall, athletic figure in black strode in, bringing with him an aura of biting cold. Duan Feihan’s handsome face was tight as he barked coldly, "Bai Chuwei, did you not hear clearly what I told you before?"