A shadowy figure stepped in front of Lin Xiao and Su Qingning, blocking their path. The murderous aura emanating from its body made the air unbearably oppressive.

Su Qingning's heart hammered in her chest.

This was fear, a heart-palpitating terror.

Although she wasn't a Martial Artist, she could clearly sense the frightening pressure. But to Lin Xiao, this killing intent was nothing more than trash. After all, the middle-aged man standing before him was only a Heaven Level Martial Artist. Lin Xiao could slap someone of that level to death with a single palm.

Seeing the fear in Su Qingning's eyes, Xue Jingdong sneered. "Su Qingning, you have one last chance. If you don't want this filthy beggar to suffer, then come crawling to me and serve me well. Otherwise, in the next second, this stinking beggar will be dead!"

Su Qingning's face turned ashen, as if drained of all blood. The anger that once blazed in her lovely, peach-blossom eyes had vanished without a trace, replaced by humiliation, defiance, and above all, fear. For the first time, fear completely enveloped her, like a vast, fine-meshed net from which she could not escape.

Her body began to tremble violently.

Su Qingning suddenly wanted to cry.

It wasn't out of sadness, but despair. She had always believed that with hard work, she could provide a good life for her mother and Lin Xiao. But now, she realized how terribly wrong she was. She had always known that in the eyes of evil men like this, she was nothing more than a prize to be claimed. Still, Su Qingning had thought that by maintaining her integrity and not provoking them, she would be safe. Reality had just delivered a cruel blow.

Su Qingning wanted to beg for mercy, to kneel before Xue Jingdong. The thought filled her with humiliation, but for Lin Xiao's sake, for her own survival, it seemed like the only path left.

But before she could speak, her body went limp, and she swayed unsteadily on her feet. Xue Jingdong's arrogant expression was like a sharp sword, hacking away at her resolve and leaving her on the verge of collapse.

Lin Xiao reacted instantly, catching her in his arms. Though his eyes blazed with towering hatred, his voice was exceptionally gentle as he said, "Honey, you're tired. Rest for a while."

The words seemed to have a magical effect. Su Qingning's eyes fluttered shut. Of course, the words held no magic; Lin Xiao had simply tapped a pressure point on her neck, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

Yes, Lin Xiao was ready to kill.

From the moment this piece of trash, Xue Jingdong, had appeared, he had done nothing but humiliate Su Qingning. Lin Xiao hadn't had the chance to kill him before, but now, the opportunity had arrived.

He gently laid Su Qingning's pliant body on a nearby chair and slowly turned around. His gaze settled on Xue Jingdong. The Lin Xiao who had just been filled with towering hatred was now smiling.

It was a smile that seemed to come from the depths of hell itself, sending a shudder through anyone who saw it.

Xue Jingdong felt a surge of fear, a bone-chilling terror, as if he were being targeted by a ferocious beast.

But then he had a second thought. I'm the young master of the Xue Family of Jinhai City! I have an expert from Shura Hall right here. This trash in front of me is just a stinking beggar. What could he possibly do to me?

At this thought, Xue Jingdong sneered disdainfully. "Stinking beggar, who the hell do you think you're impressing? If you know what's good for you, get on your knees and beg for mercy right now. Otherwise, I'll kill you in minutes. You're just a fucking beggar anyway. If you die, you die for nothing!"

Lin Xiao's smile grew even wider, yet the immense hatred in his eyes intensified, threatening to swallow Xue Jingdong whole.

Just then, Xue Jingdong scoffed. "Stinking beggar, since you refuse to show me any respect, you have no one to blame but yourself! Chen Dashan, first, beat this stinking beggar until he's on his knees, begging for forgiveness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dashan, who stood before Lin Xiao, lunged forward. As a Heaven Level Martial Artist, his speed was considerable.

He stopped in front of Lin Xiao, his eyes sharp. "Kneel," he commanded indifferently.

Seeing this, Xue Jingdong was overcome with delight. This Chen Dashan had cost him ten million, hired for the sole purpose of killing this filthy beggar, Lin Xiao. Though the price was steep, Xue Jingdong felt it was well worth it, especially when his gaze drifted toward Su Qingning's unconscious form on the chair.

Lin Xiao let out a cold laugh. "What did you just say?"

"Kid, if you don't want to get hurt, hurry up and kneel to Young Master Xue!" Chen Dashan said coldly.

As the scene unfolded, Xue Jingdong's grin grew even more smug.

A mere stinking beggar dares to act tough in front of me? Isn't this bastard asking to die?

However, the smile on his face didn't last three seconds. His eyes instantly bulged like copper bells.

Because Lin Xiao had made his move, striking swiftly at Chen Dashan's head without a single wasted word.

Xue Jingdong was stunned for less than half a second before a cruel laugh escaped him. "Fool! You dare to attack Chen Dashan? You must be tired of living! Chen Dashan, give him a brutal lesson—"

He never finished his sentence.

An explosive sound rang in his ears. When he looked at Chen Dashan again, his head was simply… gone.

Yes, gone.

BOOM!

This sudden turn of events left Xue Jingdong in shock, which was quickly replaced by a wave of overwhelming terror. It was true that Xue Jingdong was a pampered young master. He had certainly bullied his fair share of people by relying on his family's background. But he had never killed anyone, let alone witnessed a murder up close.

Xue Jingdong's face turned deathly pale, as if drained of all blood. His breathing became rapid, and his body began to shake like a leaf.

RETCH!

He vomited violently, as if trying to turn himself inside out, heaving until it felt like his stomach would come up. All of it stemmed from sheer, unadulterated fear. He slipped from his chair and collapsed onto the ground.

He instinctively wanted to flee, to escape this place, to run from this living hell. However, his body felt as if it were pinned down.

Lin Xiao began walking toward him, his steps slow and deliberate. With each step Lin Xiao took, Xue Jingdong trembled. It felt as if every footfall landed directly on his heart, the agonizing pressure making it harder and harder to breathe.

Finally, Lin Xiao stood before him. He looked down at the pathetic figure on the floor as if gazing at a maggot.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao beamed. "Your turn."

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