Chapter 924: Chapter 924: Killing Their Body and Their Mind (1)

“Beep, beep, beep-”

The phone emitted a series of busy signals.

Mo Chuyi’s expression shifted as she pressed the buttons again.

But still, the busy tone continued, cold and unfeeling.

The bodyguards by her side were nowhere to be seen, yet Mo Chuyi remained unflustered.

This was the Mo family residence, her stronghold. She had people here, and this was where her confidence stemmed from.

But now, she was completely cut off from the outside world!

What was happening?!

In disbelief, Mo Chuyi pressed the emergency call button repeatedly, but the screen always showed “Call Failed.” In a fit of rage, she hurled the phone away.

Due to her violent movements, the silver leaves embedded in her skin pierced deeper, the pain never ceasing, only intensifying further.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

“Who… who are you?” Mo Chuyi’s body trembled, her voice quivering. “Are you from the Mo family? No… I’ve never seen you before! You’re not from the Mo family!”

Yu Xiheng ignored her. “Chen Ying.”

Chen Ying appeared silently before Mo Chuyi, dropping a few guards at her feet.

He knelt on one knee, paying respect to the man. “At your service.”

Mo Chuyi’s pupils constricted sharply.

She didn’t recognize Yu Xiheng, but she certainly knew Chen Ying.

The Mo family’s evolved beings were few, none of them Class-A, with the highest being Class-B.

Chen Ying was among them.

Like Feng San, he was an orphan raised by the Mo family. Being an evolved being, he was early on given the status of a core member.

Mo Chuyi had tried to win him over, but Chen Ying was Mo Yanwen’s confidant and never gave her the chance to get close.

Who was this man, to whom even Chen Ying bowed in subservience?!

Yu Xiheng stood with his hands behind his back. “Have you counted?”

“Yes, there are ninety-eight wounds on Xi Jiang’s body,” Chen Ying said coldly. “His condition worsened due to the poison on the hidden weapons.”

“Only six wounds, not enough,” Yu Xiheng’s tone was indifferent.

Mo Chuyi couldn’t grasp the meaning of their conversation. Her mind was in a whirl, as she felt cold glints flash before her eyes, hurtling towards her at high speed.

Many of the concealed weapons were unfamiliar to her.

“Ah——!!”

Mo Chuyi’s scream was shrill and heart-wrenching, her scalp almost splitting apart.

She had lost all ability to move, her vision filled with a crimson blur.

A demon!

This man was truly a demon from the depths of hell!

Yu Xiheng spoke again. “Count again.”

Chen Ying stepped forward, looking at the bloodied Mo Chuyi, feeling a slight chill.

Yu Xiheng rarely took action.

When he did, it was always swift and decisive.

This was one of the rare times Chen Ying saw him torture someone like this.

After counting, Chen Ying reported back to Yu Xiheng, “Ninth Brother, it’s enough.”

“Good.” Yu Xiheng wiped his hands and said calmly, “Lock her up. Don’t let her die, keep her barely alive.”

Chen Ying acknowledged, “Understood.”

He forcibly pried open Mo Chuyi’s jaw, shoving a pill into her mouth.

Mo Chuyi’s injuries were severe. He feared that a few more drags would kill her.

“You… you’re avenging Xi Jiang… but you have no proof!” Mo Chuyi regained some strength, her thoughts momentarily clear. “You… you have no right…”

Even if Xi Jiang spoke out, as long as she denied it to her death, how could she be convicted?

She was unaware of the identities of the man and Xi Jiang.

But for him to be so ruthless, could it be that Xi Jiang and Mo Chuxing were already dead?

Yu Xiheng remained calm, his eyes cold. “I don’t need proof.”

These words plunged Mo Chuyi into an icy abyss.

This handsome and noble man, like a gentle breeze and bright moon, how could he be associated with cruelty and violence?

Chen Ying picked up Mo Chuyi, his figure quickly disappearing.

Yu Xiheng returned to Xi Jiang’s recuperation room.

“Brother Nine.” Seeing his return, Feng San stood up. “He’s sleeping well, even snoring.”

Yu Xiheng sat down, checked Xi Jiang’s pulse to confirm he was fine, then asked, “Where’s your lady?”

Feng San hesitated for a moment. “Miss Si went to brew new medicine, she’s on the rooftop.”

Yu Xiheng nodded. “Rest well.”

He exited the room, climbing the stairs nearby.

The night was deep, and Yu Xiheng couldn’t help but recall the past.

He remembered suppressing corrupt officials, stopping violence with violence, and being cursed.

They called him a jinxed star, cursed to bring misfortune to his family and those around him.

He was the embodiment of original sin.

As if to validate these claims, JIANG Haiping was gone, Mo Yanfeng was gone, and JI Chunyuan was gone too.