Morning.
The next day...
the sun rose, pouring its rays through the window onto the peerless face of Ni Ni Layan. The breeze stirred the curtains, letting them sway freely.
At this hour of the morning, Ni Ni Layan opened her eyes, revealing her exquisite, flaming golden pupils.
As she moved gently, her clothes shifted, revealing the delicate line of her white back across her shoulders.
She looked beside her but did not find Morse, who had been sleeping next to her last night.
At that time, he had been utterly exhausted and entirely unwelcoming to any kind of words.
However, when she looked to the other side, Morse was opening an envelope in his hand, emptying its contents and unfolding the paper to read the written words with deep thought and focus.
The girl finally rose from the bed, went into the bathroom, and rinsed her beautiful white hair in front of the mirror.
There was already a wooden tub inside the bathroom, filled with hot water clear of any impurities.
"Did he prepare it for me?" It was a kind gesture.
As she immersed her attractive feet, then her entire body, into the tub to rest quietly... she relaxed in the wooden tub and recalled some memories.
Among them was Old Man Zhou; they had completely forgotten to take him down from the ceiling and had left him hanging since then. At the time, she had been so distracted that she forgot about him entirely.
While she was soaking in the tub, Morse was on the other side, gripping the paper while smiling.
(Master Morse... your loyal follower, Servant Xian, has investigated the current situation. The entire family is furious with the Master, and the rumors are non-stop. This servant estimates that the Master should remain in his hotel residence until the internal situation calms down.)
Yes, Morse did have supporters and followers within the family. Servant Xian was one of his most loyal supporters—in fact, he was the only one. But in Morse's mind, one was enough.
He was in a good mood anyway, and everything was going as planned. Morse decided that he would reward Servant Xian after he took his revenge. Therefore, he wrote a message on the back of the paper, telling him: (Do not worry, servant. No one can scratch me anyway. Your efforts are blessed.)
He folded the paper, placed it in the same envelope, and sent it back with the same magical pigeon. He decided to get dressed after bathing, so he headed for the bathroom and began to undress.
At that moment, he hadn't realized that Ni Ni Layan had even woken up. When he entered the bathroom and found her enjoying his hot bath, he looked at her with pure annoyance.
"You know what... I don't feel anything. Make some room for me."
In the end, he didn't feel anything now because his "younger brother" was dormant for another week, so it wouldn't affect anything, right?
At that time, the pigeon traveled hundreds of meters, flying until it reached the Xuan family estate and landed on one of the desks. An old, wrinkled hand reached for the letter to take it; it was an old man. But as he tried to take it, a faster hand snatched the letter from the pigeon.
The old man sighed and looked at Bing Xuan, who held his brother's letter and smiled as he read.
"Great Young Master Bing, I have done everything you commanded. You promised me a reward." Bing Xuan patted the old man's shoulder, laughing deviously. "Great work, Servant Xian. I will not forget your hard work."
As he left the room with the letter, he ordered his followers to eliminate the old man. When he heard the screams from inside, he felt even more at ease. Now, for him, the moment had come to write the final moments of his brother—the moments of farewell.
His brother believed that Xian was his loyal follower, but when Bing offered him a youth restoration recipe, he betrayed Morse immediately.
Now, Morse would not change his location, because Bing was planning to send a highly professional assassin to kill him. Everything was going as he had planned. He was already feeling the ecstasy of victory.
At that time, Morse left the hotel and walked with Ni Ni Layan until they reached the Printing House. He led her inside, introducing her to everyone and letting her welcome the staff. Then, he took her through various departments until they arrived at his private office.
"This is where the final touches will be applied," he said. Ni Ni Layan smiled. The people here were kind; was the world truly not as bad as she had thought?
"So, aren't you going to give me a copy so I can judge its quality?" she asked. Morse felt a shiver run down his spine, remembering her from the first time they met—how she had reacted to the volume he gave her. He felt a seed of doubt; had this girl truly decided to remain a pervert with unbridled lust?
Well, she is still a pervert, he thought, recalling how she had teased him in the bathtub. "Fine, you can have a copy. But be careful not to... stain it."
Morse handed her a volume, but suddenly, her expression shifted to one of pure rage. "Oh? Do you really think I think of nothing but sex? Go to hell, you and your pornographic magazine!"
She hurled the magazine at his face and stormed out of the office, her teenage form exuding a sharp, indignant aura. "What did I say wrong? Women are truly impossible to understand..." Morse muttered. His intention had been innocent—at least, in his own mind.
Meanwhile, in a lavish hall at the Xuan family estate, the heavy gates groaned open. A graceful, beautiful woman entered and bowed to Bing Xuan, who was sipping from a goblet.
"Master... Master Shang Xi has arrived." Bing nodded and signaled for her to let him in. A tall, elderly man wearing simple woolen clothes entered the hall.
"What do you want from me again, you wretch?" Shang Xi growled. "Do you have any idea what will happen if you touch a single hair on my granddaughter's head? Taking your soul wouldn't be enough for me."
Bing waved him off dismissively while sipping his tea. "Master Shang... as long as you do as I ask, your granddaughter is in safe hands. This is the last mission, I promise you."
The old man struggled to suppress his raging fury. "Just spit it out of your cursed mouth!"
With chilling calmness, Bing spoke. "It's simple. I want you to kill two targets in Room 21 of the Jiangyo Hotel. A male adult at the 3rd stage of Qi Condensation, and a teenage female at roughly the 7th stage. But be careful with the girl; she isn't easy."
He didn't give names or further details. To Shang Xi, killing a soul whose name he didn't even know was a form of madness—just another sin to weigh down his weary heart. He had wanted to repent long ago, but Bing Xuan had dragged him back by kidnapping his granddaughter, promising freedom only to blackmail him again and again.
The guilt was suffocating. In his youth, he had been a living legend, known for only killing the guilty. Now, he was nothing but a puppet, his only hope being his granddaughter's safety. He dreamt of taking her far away, to a land where no one knew them, vowing to spend the rest of his days serving the weak. She was his only hope in a cruel world.
"Prepare yourself. I want the targets finished today. Or else... you know the consequences," Bing warned. The old man nodded and left the hall, praying to the Heavens for a chance to kill the villain behind him.
Once the hall was empty, Bing Xuan felt a slight tension.
"Zhong Mu... what news of that old man's granddaughter? I completely forgot about her since she was brought here."
The warrior knelt before him. "Master, I followed your orders. We put her through the 'Comprehensive Discipline Program.' Per your recommendation, the bedroom expert Lu Min took her fifty times until she was turned into a complete fool—thinking of nothing but her lust. The man's skills are quite remarkable."
Bing had truly forgotten. "And then?"
"As I recall, she was sent with the other girls to complete her training in the nearby brothels. The clients she served were so satisfied they started asking for her by name."
Bing frowned. "Are you stupid? Tell me how she is now."
"Oh, apologies, Master. My latest information is that she made a mistake and forgot her contraceptives. She became pregnant by accident. She is currently on 'leave' until the fetus is aborted so she can return to work."
Bing nodded slowly.
"Is she really that good?"
Zhong Mu smiled. "She is excellent. I've tried her myself."
"Then you know what to do..."
Zhong Mu bowed his head.
"To hear is to obey, my Master."