Chapter 1779: Chapter 1717: Vengeance for a Slain Child
Listening to the womanâs sharp and cold laughter, the manâs brow furrowed, and he withdrew from her, standing upright.
"You havenât given up?" The man looked at the woman and asked with furrowed brows.
The woman sat up: "Give up, whatâs that supposed to mean?"
The man faced her with a cold expression.
"My enemy is still alive and thriving right before me, how can I give up?" The woman replied coldly.
Picking up the clothes from the floor, the man began to dress while saying, "Time and again, assassination after assassination, when have they ever succeeded? The opponent remains unscathed, yet our numbers dwindle each time, and there are precious few left we can use."
The womanâs gaze darkened as she looked at him: "Brother Xing doesnât want to help me anymore?"
The man avoided her gaze, saying, "Huaner, arenât you tired?"
The woman shuddered, quickly regaining her cold and arrogant demeanor, saying, "I donât know what tired means; all I know is that I wonât rest easy until I watch them fall from grace."
Before the man could speak, the woman pressed further, "Brother Xing, help me again."
The man closed his eyes, silent.
Seeing this, the woman leaned over, tiptoeing to kiss his lips and neck repeatedly, her hands caressed his chest and traveled downward.
The manâs throat moved, the woman noticed clearly, and just as her hand was about to wander lower, he stopped it.
"Enough."
The woman jerked her head up, eyes bleak: "Brother Xing, donât you want me?"
"Huaner, letâs leave together. We can go overseas, and if you want children, we can plan to have one or adopt." The man said, "Continue like this, and weâll only end in ruin."
The woman sneered, "Youâre afraid of dying?"
The man looked away in embarrassment.
"This time targeting the Empress Dowager, although it seems directed at remnants of the Former Dynasty, has raised suspicion. Now, not only are Emperor Yanâs people tracking our organization, but even Prince Jin is searching for us. Iâm afraid sooner or later theyâll find out."
"In the end, youâre just afraid to die!" The woman retorted coldly, "How did you not think about losing your head when you slept with the Emperorâs woman? Back then, you vowed youâd protect me, no matter if I entered the palace. Are you reneging now?"
"I..."
"Alright, I saved a coward in the end, you go, leave now, donât worry about me. Whether I live or die, itâs my fate, leave!" The woman pushed him away, turning her back.
"Huaner..."
"How can I let go? How am I supposed to forget? My Qinger was so good, so clever. Had he not stumbled upon those despicable creaturesâ scandal, how could he be dead? He wasnât even on the Royal Familyâs family tree. Even tigers donât eat their cubs, but that man was ruthless, he discarded my Qinger just to cover up that scandal, thinking I wouldnât find out? Ha, Heaven is just, my Qinger told me everything." As she spoke, tears fell, "Qinger spoke yesterday; the next day he was dead in the lake, an accident? I donât believe it, it was obviously planned to drown Qinger for their scandal, scoundrels, all scoundrels!"
Watching her descend into madness, the manâs eyes showed a hint of compassion.
"The enmity of killing my child, itâs irreconcilable, I must have revenge, my Qinger cannot have died in vain!" The woman clutched the manâs arm, pleading, "Brother Xing, thereâs an opportunity, Jhin Mo is going to the Northern Region, this is our chance. If he dies, that woman surely canât survive."
The man furrowed his brow.
"Going to and returning from the Northern Region, thereâll be plenty of time, weâre not in a rush, Brother Xing, we can plan slowly, and surely we will succeed with one blow." The woman hugged him, pleading, "Help me, help me once more."
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