Li Huan’s gaze was vacant and lost as he looked at Zhou Ting, who had no breath left before him. The hand gripping the dagger trembled uncontrollably.
"Dead… dead!"
He let go, staggering back two steps. The madness on his face gradually receded.
After all, Zhou Ting was Li Huan’s mother. The moment he ended her life with his own hands, he felt a pang of unease and dread.
Even though all of this was part of his plan.
"Alas! What a pity!"
At that moment, from the dark corner behind the wooden crate, a chilling sigh echoed: "Such a fine heart, wasted!"
Heart!
Did it refer to… Zhou Ting's?
"Ghost Elder! You… you mustn't touch her!"
Upon hearing this, Li Huan’s expression drastically changed. He was terrified the other party would commit some monstrous act.
"Don't be so tense, little one! Hehehehe!" The voice from the shadowy corner replied, "I know you'll set this up to look like a suicide! I'll leave the heart for you!"
At this moment, a terrifying suction force emanated from the shadowy corner, pulling in the previously shot-headed kidnapper.
"Jie Jie Jie! This one is still barely edible!"
Witnessing this, an inexplicable chill ran down Li Huan's spine, his palms covered in cold sweat.
To cooperate with this person was tantamount to seeking a tiger's skin for fur! No! It was more like seeking life from a ghost!
"Guards! Clean up the scene!"
Yet, at this point, Li Huan had no way out.
"Hmm? Guards!"
After Li Huan gave the order, over ten seconds passed, and no one responded. He had left many people outside before he arrived.
"What's going on?"
Li Huan's brow furrowed, a bad premonition suddenly striking him.
"Little one! No need to call out!"
At this moment, the figure named Ghost Elder in the shadowy corner suddenly spoke, "The people you left outside have all been eliminated!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Li Huan instinctively took two steps back, scanning his surroundings warily.
His own men had been wiped out so silently, then that person…
"It's good that I'm not too late!"
At this moment, a faint sigh echoed through the air.
"Who's playing the fool!"
Li Huan's nerves were taut as he roared.
"Hmph!"
*Bang!*
After hearing a cold snort, his body was sent flying outwards by an invisible force without any warning.
*Waaah!*
He crashed heavily onto the ground, a mouthful of blood gushing from his mouth.
He was in a state of utter disarray and misery.
Concurrently, beside Zhou Ting, whose life signs had ceased, the surrounding light began to distort strangely.
The outlines of two figures slowly began to emerge.
A man and a woman!
The man's eyes were like stars, vast and resplendent. A faint, mysterious energy emanated from him, divine and awe-inspiring.
The woman beside him wore a simple white dress, as pure and cold as snow. Her face was ethereal and celestial, her gaze as calm as still water. It was as if everything in the world paled in comparison to her.
Ye Ming squatted down, looking at the dagger plunged into Zhou Ting's heart. He sighed and shook his head, saying, "Fortunately, there's still a breath of life. She can be saved!"
As he spoke!
He extended his index finger, and a stream of white, sacred energy flowed through the dagger into Zhou Ting's body. The previously shattered heart, nourished by the white energy, began to heal its wounds.
It slowly resumed beating.
This miraculous scene was truly unfathomable.
*Clang!*
The dagger was then withdrawn and thrown to the ground.
"That should be enough!"
Ye Ming retracted his hand and looked at Fang Junxue beside him, saying, "She's still very weak. Take care of her for now!"
"Alright!"
Since Zhou Ting had been rescued, it was time to deal with other matters.
At this point, Li Huan had managed to get up from the ground. Ye Ming's casual strike earlier had not aimed to kill him directly.
"You… Who are you?"
Li Huan looked at the unfamiliar young man before him, a hint of panic in his eyes.
After all, he had seen what had just happened.
Then, his gaze fell upon the woman behind Ye Ming. He felt a strange sense of familiarity.
"Fang… Fang Junxue!"
Li Huan suddenly uttered Fang Junxue's name.
Hmm?
Hearing this, Ye Ming was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Li Huan to know Fang Junxue.
He turned back and saw Fang Junxue shake her head, indicating that she didn't recognize him.
This was interesting.
However, Ye Ming and the others could never have imagined that Li Huan knew Fang Junxue because of Yan Yinluo.
In his pursuit of Yan Yinluo, Li Huan had meticulously investigated nearly all of her social connections.
Among them was Fang Junxue, the chairperson of Qianxue Group.
"I don't care how you know Junxue! But I will settle every single account for what you've done to Yinluo."
Ye Ming walked towards Li Huan, the coldness and killing intent radiating from him causing the surrounding air to grow dim, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
"Yinluo?"
Upon hearing the intimate address, a flicker of killing intent flashed in Li Huan's eyes.
"Is Yinluo someone you can call like that?" Li Huan snarled, his face grim.
The anger within him overwhelmed the fear he felt towards Ye Ming.
"Oh!"
Ye Ming stopped in his tracks and said coldly, "Does how my woman is addressed require your instruction?"
*Bang!*
The moment Ye Ming finished speaking, a pressure as if from the heavens struck Li Huan.
"Argh!"
As an ordinary person, Li Huan had no power to resist. He was instantly crushed to the ground. The sound of cracking bones could even be heard in the air.
His screams and groans sounded utterly tragic at this moment.
"This is just the beginning!"
Ye Ming looked down at Li Huan impassively. He intended to return tenfold, a hundredfold, the pain that Yan Yinluo had suffered.
He couldn't imagine what kind of dark abyss Yan Yinluo would have faced if things had remained unresolved.
At best, her future in the entertainment industry would be completely cut off.
At worst, the shadow left in Yan Yinluo's heart might torment her for a lifetime, an indelible inner demon.
Therefore! Li Huan, as the primary culprit.
He must die!
"Ghost… Ghost Elder! Save… Save me!"
Li Huan no longer had the strength to struggle. He could only desperately plea for help. He never imagined the young man before him was so terrifying, making him feel despair.
"A maggot that only dares to hide in dark corners, and you expect him to save you!" Ye Ming sneered and looked towards the dark space behind the wooden crate.
He was naturally aware of the existence named Ghost Elder.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
At this moment, eerie laughter emanated from the darkness.
It sounded like the wail of ghosts, or the cry of a baby.
It sent shivers down one's spine.
"Ah! It's been so long since I've encountered such a beautiful body!"
As the sounds propagated, black mist suddenly filled the space. Gradually, the entire warehouse was enveloped by it.
"Your heart! It must be delicious, right!"