Huangfu Jingchen was almost too shocked to speak. So that’s how it is.
There was sothing unfamiliar in Xia Wenjin’s gaze, and even the way she looked at him seed aloof and indifferent. This was the aura of a person decisive in killing, sharp, keen, stern, and grim.
Such a scene was really nothing for Xia Wenjin.
In her past life, she had traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood. She had killed, punished the wicked, and eliminated traitors. Her hands had been stained with blood.
As she approached the second person, Huangfu Jingchen suddenly stepped forward.
Xia Wenjin looked up at him, her gaze remote: "Are you going to stop ?" She knew he ca from a wealthy background and must value the law more.
But now she was acting as a person of the Jianghu.
The way of the Jianghu differs from the law.
Huangfu Jingchen shook his head and said, "You’re right. Because of them, more than thirty won now face an uncertain life or death. They could have had peaceful lives, getting married, having children, living happily and safely, but it was all destroyed because of these people. Those won suffered innocently; the ones who wronged them don’t deserve to live in this world!"
"So what?"
Huangfu Jingchen pursed his lips as if making a great decision and said, "You don’t need to stain your hands with blood. Let do it!"
Xia Wenjin was a bit surprised, raised an eyebrow, and looked at him as if puzzled!
Under her clear and cold gaze, Huangfu Jingchen looked sowhat embarrassed, seeming to have nowhere to hide. Yet, he steadily extended his hand, looking at her with firm eyes, "I’m older than you! Let bear this!"
"Have you killed before?"
Huangfu Jingchen shook his head, then his gaze grew more determined, "Punishing evil is promoting good, and when facing villains, I’m willing to try!"
Xia Wenjin wasn’t sure what she was thinking. Her gaze deepened as she handed over the dagger in her hand.
The dagger was sharp and thin. Huangfu Jingchen stood with eyes closed, imitating Xia Wenjin’s actions, and drew the dagger across the lean man’s neck.
Warmth spurted onto his hands, and he flinched as if electrocuted, almost unable to hold the dagger.
Xia Wenjin watched his face turn pale suddenly, saying from the side, "Can you do it? If not, let !"
Huangfu Jingchen shook his head.
He must not say he couldn’t!
He would rather stain his hands with blood than see Xia Wenjin’s hands stained with blood, especially such filthy blood.
However, the stench of the blood was truly unpleasant, almost making him want to vomit.
He couldn’t throw up.
He forced himself to suppress the churning in his stomach and moved on to the next strong man.
They saw he was serious. The brawny n were already scared, collapsing on the ground and muttering, "Spare , I won’t dare again. Just spare this worthless life..." The one whose wrist was slashed by the silver thread was so scared that he lost control, and a foul sll filled the air.
Suppressing extre discomfort in his heart, Huangfu Jingchen’s eyes reflected a bit of fierceness as he gritted his teeth: "Did you ever think to spare those innocent won?"
A surge of righteous indignation rose from his chest, and he quickly slashed at the throats of these n.
The overpowering sll of blood was unavoidable. Huangfu Jingchen could no longer hold back, thrust the dagger back into Xia Wenjin’s hands, and without saying a word, quickly walked to the side and bent over to vomit.
Xia Wenjin wiped the dagger clean on a strong man’s body and toyed with it lightly in her hand.
The six people in front of her were already dead.
She felt no sympathy or pity for such people.
Scum like them shouldn’t live in this world. Letting them live one more day was to harm those victimized won further.
Huangfu Jingchen vomited until the sky spun and the earth turned. He hadn’t had breakfast, and even bile was almost spat out. Xia Wenjin patted his back and said, "Are you okay?"
Her clear, pleasant voice entered his ears, mysteriously soothing his nausea. He felt sowhat better and said sullenly, "I’m fine!"
Xia Wenjin sighed, "If you haven’t killed before, why put yourself through this?"
Thinking about how she had also killed that goatee man without any fuss, Huangfu Jingchen asked suspiciously, "Have you killed before?"
Xia Wenjin paused and slowly shook her head. Past life incidents were like bygone clouds. In this life, though she hadn’t killed for no reason, she had killed in self-defense.
Huangfu Jingchen lowered his head, feeling sowhat ashad.
He realized he was too inexperienced. It was just a few villains, yet the stench made him so nauseous, while Xia Wenjin, younger than him, remained so calm and composed.
Would she despise him?
Looking at Xia Wenjin again, Huangfu Jingchen sensed a bit of scrutiny, but also so caution: "Am I useless?"
Xia Wenjin shook her head, smiling, "You’re great. I thought you’d be one of those stubborn people who insists on turning them over to the authorities, rigid and inflexible. But clearly, you’re not! I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t let do it?" She wouldn’t vomit like this if she acted.
Huangfu Jingchen’s gaze fell on her fair hands. He turned away and said, "I’ve said it. I’m older than you. So things, I will bear! Your hands don’t need to be stained with blood!" Why dirty her hands with such filthy blood?
Xia Wenjin gave him a deep look and didn’t speak.
I will bear this! Your hands don’t need to be stained with blood!
These two phrases sounded ordinary, but in the previous life, no one had ever said them to her.
All she heard was people often saying in her ear, "Wenjin, only you can help !"
"Wenjin, in this world, I trust only you, so you must help !"
"Wenjin, you’re so capable; you’re truly my excellent wife!"
"Wenjin, if we don’t kill them, they’ll all beco obstacles; you must help !"
...
Who ever said to her, I will bear this?
Who ever said to her, your hands don’t need to be stained with blood, let ?
Watching the suddenly silent Xia Wenjin, Huangfu Jingchen didn’t speak either.
Before him, this person had monts of youthful boldness, sharp wit, playful mischief, intelligence, and calmness, as well as the powerful presence she exuded when angry...
Truly soone one could not see through.
Suddenly a thought stirred in his heart. Xia Wenjin often teased him, calling him Brother Zheng in a sweet voice, or joked with him mischievously, but when he was truly upset, Xia Wenjin took it seriously.
She wasn’t soone who simply fooled around.
If she were not soone always looking to escape...
No, there was no if.
This rely proved that Xia Wenjin had rits worth befriending, and the two could reluctantly beco friends. Nothing more! Absolutely nothing more!
Once Huangfu Jingchen recovered, he changed the topic, "The trail ends here. Where should we go to find those poor won?"
Xia Wenjin’s eyes glead with interest, and she said with a smile, "Didn’t that person ntion Cui Hua Building?"
Huangfu Jingchen shook his head, "It’s probably fake!"
Xia Wenjin’s eyes sparkled brightly, "Why?"
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