Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio
The vice-captain and his teammates didnât know what Quan Jinâs words had meant for the Mo Corporation after they had left the hotel.
Without following any interrogation procedures, they led Quan Jin to a dim and humid underground prison.
âMiss Quan Jin, this is it. Please go in,â the vice-captain said.
Quan Jin glanced around, spotting a few of his teammates getting ready to pull out their guns when she lifted her head.
What had she done wrong? Everyone wanted her dead!
âDo you really want to kill me?â
Quan Jin looked fearless.
Click-clack.
Guns were loaded.
Quan Jin fell silent.
The vice-captain raised his gun, pointing it to her forehead.
âMiss Quan, you have indeed proved to be one of the countryâs outstanding talents. You are marvellous. It is a shame that you have passed your prime.â
It was not surprising that the vice-captain was bold enough to attempt murdering Quan Jin. Afterall, she was no longer under the protection of the country.
âYou should blame yourself for offending people that you cannot afford to offend.â
âI know that I am great and I do not need your reminder.â
A heavy silence filled the air.
That was not the point.
âBut before you take any actions, donât you want to know who I am?â
Despite being in the crosshairs of many guns, Quan Jin did not look nearly as scared as the vice-captain would have thought. Instead, she looked like she was trying to give them a chance to survive.
Who was she? She was just the main heir of the Quanâs in Jiang. Compared to the personalities in the capital, Quan Jinâs title was not even worth mentioningâ¦
The vice-captain held his handgun tightly, explained to Quan Jin as he loaded it, âMiss Quan, to be frank with you, the person who wants you dead is able to destroy the Quanâs without lifting his fingers. Do not hate me for doing this. You should resent the one who ordered me.â
Bullets dashed out, aiming at Quan Jinâs forehead, between her eyebrows, her heart, and her neckâthe vital points.
They closed their eyes as they fired.
They would be lying if they had said they were not terrified.
If the Quanâs family were to find out that they had murdered the precious heir⦠they could already picture their retaliation.
They held onto their handguns, terrifiedâbut nothing happened.
Did they just fire without any bullets?
The vice-captain and his teammates lifted their headsâthey were confused and shocked as they saw the scene in front of them.
The six deadly bullets were caught in between Quan Jinâs bare fingers, glaring intensely in the gloomy underground prison.