Chapter 64: Woman, You’re Playing with Fire!
The shadow lurking behind the building emerged with a nonchalant air as soon as he heard Chu Fei’s words, applauding softly as he revealed himself. Maintaining the demeanor of a master, he said, “Young people these days are truly remarkable. You actually noticed that I was following you!” Ever since leaving Wanda Plaza, this old man had been tailing them. Yet, with Jiang Yunqi present, Chu Fei had refrained from exposing him. Now that Jiang Yunqi was gone, Chu Fei could finally unleash his fury.
Without wasting words, Chu Fei asked coldly, “Old man, do you want to die, or do you not wish to live? Pick one yourself.”
Was there even a difference between wanting to die and not wanting to live?
The assassin scoffed at Chu Fei’s arrogance. “Young man, you are courting death. I am—”
Chu Fei cut him off. “I’m not interested in who you are. Just tell me who sent you.”
There had been too many people offending him lately; Chu Fei genuinely couldn’t recall which fool would go this far, so he could only ask.
“I am a professional from the Dark Web, and I have a strict code of ethics. I would never betray my employer!”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the old man’s aura surged, and in the blink of an eye, he launched himself at Chu Fei, striking out with his palm.
He thought this blow would be enough to send this ignorant youth to the afterlife.
But there was only a swift sound, and his right hand vanished without a trace.
Startled, the old man stared at his severed limb lying on the ground.
What just happened? He was among the top fifty assassins on the Dark Web—how had he lost his hand without even seeing Chu Fei’s move?
Was this reasonable?
Before the old man could recover from his existential crisis, Chu Fei waved his hand in the air, and a tangible slash severed the old man’s legs.
Losing his balance, the old man collapsed, crying out in pain.
Damn it—was this an ordinary martial artist? That move was beyond even a Martial Lord’s capability!
The Dark Web’s management must be full of idiots, sending a Martial Master to kill a Martial Lord and only offering one million? Since when had a Martial Lord become so cheap?
“I don’t repeat myself,” Chu Fei said, pressing his foot onto the old man’s face and looking down at him. “Answer my question.”
The old man no longer dared to posture and asked in a trembling, helpless voice, “If I tell you, will you spare my life?”
“No.”
“If you promise to let me live, I’ll give you the information!”
“Forget it then. I won’t ask.”
Chu Fei raised his foot, preparing to crush the old man’s skull.
Say it or don’t—who has the patience for your games?
Seeing his impending death, the old man shouted desperately, “It’s Song Yalan! The employer is Song Yalan!”
—Professional Ethics
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Chu Fei was true to his word, always keeping his promises. Even after the old man confessed, he still crushed his head.
Frowning at the corpse, Chu Fei mused that anyone with experience in killing knew that the act itself was easy—disposing of the body was the hard part.
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After thoroughly disposing of the body, Chu Fei muttered darkly, “Woman, you’re playing with fire. I’ll deal with you right now!”
…
Meanwhile, back at the dormitory, Jiang Yunqi was being bombarded with questions by Luo Man.
“How did it go? Everything progressing smoothly?” Luo Man asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.
“It went well. Though Qu Yiyi did try to interfere in the middle…” Jiang Yunqi recounted everything that had happened.
After listening, Luo Man cursed Qu Yiyi several times and apologized, “I never should have told her where you were!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have realized how amazing Chu Fei is!” As Jiang Yunqi spoke, she noticed Luo Man giving her a suggestive look.
“Amazing in what way?”
“I mean in a fight! What are you thinking?” Jiang Yunqi blushed. “But in the cinema, he really smelled so good…”
“Details!” Luo Man urged, barely containing her excitement.
The situation—a man and woman lying together in a dark cinema—was enough to make anyone’s imagination run wild.
“He held me in the cinema, then kissed me. I was almost numb from his kisses, felt weak all over… He was so domineering…”
Luo Man found the story sweeter the more she heard, even wanting to shout, “Someone, kill me so I can add to their romance!”
“And then? What happened next?”
“He let me touch his leg.”
“W-what?!”
“I touched it—it was long!”
“L-long?” Luo Man was stunned. What exactly did she touch?
His leg? That leg? How could things have escalated so quickly?
“Oh, let’s not talk about this anymore. I’m embarrassed,” Jiang Yunqi said sheepishly. “By the way, where’s Guan Guan? She’s not back yet?”
“You… you didn’t tell her about this, did you?”
Last time, when Guan Ya asked for Chu Fei’s WeChat, Jiang Yunqi, in a moment of panic, said she’d deleted him. If Guan Ya found out she’d gone on a date with Chu Fei today, she’d definitely be upset.
Seeing the conversation take a serious turn, Luo Man swallowed back her question about “bigness” and replied, “I would never betray you. Besides, Guan Guan hasn’t returned to the dorm yet. I don’t know where she went…”
In fact, Guan Ya was standing right outside the dorm room. She’d heard every word of their conversation.
We’re supposed to be close, Jiang Yunqi, but you’re playing tricks behind my back?
Well, well, Jiang Yunqi, so you’re sneaking around behind my back!
She was angry, though even she wasn’t sure if she was upset that Jiang Yunqi lied to her or that Chu Fei really went on a date with Jiang Yunqi.
As she brooded, more conversation drifted from inside.
“Luo Man, is this really okay?”
“Of course! When it comes to love, you have to go after what you want!”
“But I’m afraid I can’t compete with Guan Guan. Her chest is bigger than mine, and someone like Chu Fei would definitely prefer that…”
“It’s fine! Small is cute too. Besides, yours isn’t that small!”
“Let’s keep this from Guan Guan for now. I’ll tell her after I win over Chu Fei!”
“OJBK, I’ll always be on your side, sister!”
Guan Ya clenched her fists, thinking she couldn’t stay in this dorm anymore. She might as well go home!
…
At the same time, Song Yalan, dressed in a light brown cheongsam with a halter-neck, the slit reaching her waist and exposing her smooth, fair back, anxiously awaited the assassin’s report at home. With a folding fan in hand, she exuded the delicate charm of a gentlewoman from the Republic era.
Her features were soft and exquisite, full of Oriental elegance and grace. Her long hair was artfully draped over one shoulder in an elegant side ponytail. Beneath her star-bright eyes, a beauty mark sat quietly at the corner, adding a touch of mystery and uniqueness to her allure.
Bathed in dim light, her allure was beyond what words like “enchanting” could capture.
Yet after all this time, the assassin’s good news never arrived.
Instead, the last person she wanted to see—Chu Fei—appeared at her door.