"Chen Xiaobei, you bastard!"
Shen Jiaqi grabbed a pillow and threw it at the door.
At this mont, her eyes were red with tears, angry and yet feeling incredibly wronged.
Clearly, you paid a visit to my private space, but once you got what you wanted, you just left without a word!
Even though I’m not your woman, I’m still your sister-in-law, right?
Is this how a brother-in-law should act?
Couldn’t you at least comfort a little?
I was almost scared to death just now!
Honestly, Shen Jiaqi felt extrely upset and wanted to pin Chen Xiaobei to the ground and kick him.
But she could only think about it; she couldn’t beat that bastard!
Moreover, after what Chen Xiaobei did, even taking sleeping pills couldn’t help Shen Jiaqi fall asleep, as her mind was filled with the scene of Chen Xiaobei helping her catch the Gu worm earlier.
"Oh my God! He saw it, he really saw it!"
"This is a disaster! Will he tell my sister about this?"
"How am I supposed to face my sister in the future?"
"Damn you, Chen Xiaobei! You really put in a bind!"
"I’m such an idiot! Why did I agree to co back to the villa with you?"
The more Shen Jiaqi thought about it, the more entangled she beca, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all.
anwhile, soone else who couldn’t sleep was the beautiful assassin, Chu Hongyu.
After leaving Villa No. 2, Chu Hongyu drove back to Qingyang without stopping.
In the center of Qingyang City, there’s a villa complex called "Fresh and Elegant Dwelling."
The largest villa in the complex belonged to Qingyang’s richest man, Murong Longcheng.
At that mont, the villa was brightly lit, with guards posted every few steps outside, but for Chu Hongyu’s Ferrari, the bodyguards let her through without hesitation, clearly indicating this wasn’t her first ti coming here.
Once she got out of the car, Chu Hongyu walked straight into the villa.
Although it was the middle of the night, Murong Longcheng and his son were still wide awake, sitting spiritedly in the living room, seemingly waiting for so good news!
"Master, Miss Thousand-faced has returned!"
A servant ran in and announced.
"Quick, invite her in!"
"No need, I’ve already co in myself!"
Chu Hongyu walked in from the outside.
At this mont, her face looked quite plain, the kind that wouldn’t draw attention on the street.
But her expression was still quite angry, as she said,
"Mr. Murong, the information you provided was too outdated. If I hadn’t prepared well tonight, I would have died at Chen Xiaobei’s hands!"
"Miss Thousand-faced, that’s impossible, isn’t it?"
Murong Tian stood up in shock, "According to the information, Chen Xiaobei is only Earth Rank Eighth Grade, while Miss Thousand-faced is said to be invincible below a half-step Grandmaster. How could he be your match?"
"Do you an to say, you didn’t even go, and you’re just taking us for fools?"
Murong Tian’s eyes were bloodshot.
Last ti at Songshan, he witnessed with his own eyes his son’s death at the hands of Qin Shihua.
If not for Murong Xiaoyi suddenly helping him, he would have been buried under six feet by now.
Although Murong Tian knew his son’s death was self-inflicted and that it was Qin Shihua who did it, he couldn’t afford to provoke the giant Qin family, so he transferred his hatred to Chen Xiaobei.
After all, if Chen Xiaobei hadn’t ddled, the Murong Family might have successfully tead up with the Qin Family just as Murong Qi had planned.
What an opportunity that would have been for the Murong Family!
So, the Murong father and son harbored a deep hatred, not only for Chen Xiaobei but also for Luo Qingcheng and even Murong Xiaoyi.
But the one they hated the most was still Chen Xiaobei!
A plain, ordinary farr who got favored by everyone, why?
That’s why the Murong father and son spared no effort to find the beautiful assassin Chu Hongyu, known as the Thousand-faced Beauty.
Just so happened, Chu Hongyu’s mother needed their family’s Demon Blood Pill for healing, leading to their agreent!
But who would’ve thought that Chu Hongyu would fail?
At this mont, looking at Chu Hongyu’s face, Murong Tian wished he could kill her!
Chu Hongyu frowned as well, and said,
"Mr. Murong, I’ve been a killer for five years as the Thousand-faced Beauty, and what I value most is my reputation. Your baseless accusations are too much, don’t you think?"
"If not for the incorrect intel you provided, how could I fail?"
"But rules are rules, as was agreed before, as long as I went, I would receive ten Demon Blood Pills as a reward, so please honor your promise imdiately!"
"Honor our promise, are you kidding?"
Murong Tian laughed, "Silly woman, I won’t waste words with you. If you want the Demon Blood Pill, bring Chen Xiaobei’s head in exchange; otherwise, you won’t get a single one."
"How dare you go back on your word?"
Chu Hongyu was furious.
"You failed the task first!"
Murong Tian banged on the table fiercely.
"Alright, stop arguing!"
Murong Longcheng spoke up, "Tian’er, instruct the servants to give Miss Thousand-faced five Demon Blood Pills. Our Murong family values our promises, but since you failed to complete the task, we can only provide five!"
"Dad, this—"
"Hurry up!"
Murong Longcheng commanded firmly.
Murong Tian gritted his teeth and had to instruct a servant to hand the Demon Blood Pills to Chu Hongyu.
"Old Master Murong indeed values promises. I, the Thousand-faced Beauty, thank you then!"
Chu Hongyu cupped her hands and said, "Rest assured, I’ve now ford an irreconcilable enmity with Chen Xiaobei. One day, I will bring you his head!"
"I’ll be going then!"
With that said, Chu Hongyu soared and dashed out.
However, just as she left, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Murong Tian’s mouth.
"Fool! I’ve already put poison in those Demon Blood Pills, once your mother takes them, she will wish for death rather than suffering, and from now on, you’ll be just a lapdog for our Murong family!"
"Tian’er, you did well on this matter."
Murong Longcheng nodded slightly and said, "We originally didn’t expect the Thousand-faced Beauty to succeed in killing Chen Xiaobei. It was just a way to test Chen Xiaobei’s abilities for Prince Wándú in advance."
"Now it seems Chen Xiaobei was even able to handle the Thousand-faced Beauty, who is said to be undefeated below a half-step Grandmaster. Three days later at Bishui Pond, it seems the Qin and Ye families might face a miscalculation at Chen Xiaobei’s hands!"
Murong Tian expressed his surprise, "Dad, are you saying the Iron Fist Ancestor can’t beat Chen Xiaobei?"
"He certainly can’t!"
Murong Longcheng said firmly, "The Iron Fist Sect is just an insignificant sect in the Lower Three Continents. Although the Iron Fist Ancestor is said to have broken through to the Heavenly Rank Second Grade, several levels above Chen Xiaobei, he’s definitely no match for him!"
"Not just him, even Zhao Qingshan of the Fifth-grade Heavenly Rank probably can’t beat Chen Xiaobei!"
"Dad, that’s just too unbelievable!"
The more Murong Tian spoke, the wider his mouth gaped.
"Unbelievable?"
Murong Longcheng handed a photo to his son and asked, "What do you think of this photo?"
"Isn’t that Xiaoyi?"
Murong Tian was taken aback.
In the photo, Murong Xiaoyi looked valiant and brave, just as she did when she stepped in front of her father and was secretly snapped.
Murong Longcheng frowned and said, "I know that’s Xiaoyi, but take a closer look. Don’t you notice anything strange?"
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