The couple's eyes both betrayed a flash of panic they couldn't hide, but quickly, Liu Shi turned menacing and threatened, "You stinking bitch, what nonsense are you spouting? I'm warning you, get the hell out of here now, or don't blame me for being rough with you!"
Yan Yang remained unfazed, her tone still calm and even: "Three years ago, Feng Sixi happened upon you abusing your wife, Lu Fang… Lu Fang was covered in bruises and welts from your beating, her face swollen and black-and-blue. She called out to Feng Sixi as he passed by, so he stepped in to help. But when you saw someone coming to assist, instead of backing off, you escalated things and threatened him with a knife."
She recounted in a measured tone, unhurriedly laying out what had happened in the past, reminding this couple of the events from three years ago.
"Under your threats, he struck a bit harder than intended and crippled one of your legs. And it was at that very moment that you—Lu Fang—who had begged Feng Sixi for help…"
Yan Yang's pupils, deep as obsidian, stared straight at Lu Fang, making her inexplicably nervous.
Lu Fang instinctively shook her head: "I don't know what you're talking about!"
"That's alright, let me refresh your memory. Feng Sixi helped you, but at the critical moment, you succumbed to a servant's instinct and turned the tables—you called the police and claimed he had assaulted and injured your husband, which led to him being convicted of intentional harm and sentenced to four years and three months in prison."
Liu Shi's eyes were bloodshot as he cursed viciously, "Shut your mouth! Say one more word and I won't be polite! That brat laid his hands on me—he left me crippled in one leg… Four years was lenient for him!"
Yan Yang clasped her hands behind her back and paced through the cramped, shabby courtyard: "Did you know he's already been released? He got his sentence commuted for good behavior, so he only served three years."
Liu Shi and Lu Fang's faces both went pale in unison.
"Do you think he might come looking for you two to settle the score once he's out? The two of you conspired together—especially you, Lu Fang. You repaid kindness with betrayal and bit the hand that fed her… People like you will get what's coming to them, believe me."
Lu Fang's eyes welled with tears as she frantically denied it: "I—I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! It was him! He was the one who struck so hard—I never asked him to cripple my husband's leg…"
"Shut up, you stupid woman!" Liu Shi suddenly pulled a knife from the pile of junk nearby and brandished it at Yan Yang in warning. "If you don't leave now, I'll make sure you never leave today!"
Lu Fang startled and quickly urged, "Miss, please go. These matters have nothing to do with you—why get yourself involved?"
"As a matter of fact, they do have something to do with me."
Facing the danger before her, Yan Yang remained composed, smiling brightly at Liu Shi: "Don't you want to make a move on me?"
She pointed a slender, fair finger at her own eyes: "Aim right here."
Liu Shi's gaze followed her finger, then met Yan Yang's eyes.
Her pupils were black as ink, so deep they barely caught any light, as if they concealed countless enticements luring one deeper in.
Liu Shi stared at her and suddenly felt dizzy.
His consciousness grew sluggish and muddled.
Slowly, Liu Shi's gaze grew hazy, as if he had lost all focus.
It was only then that Yan Yang spoke: "Liu Shi, three years ago, when you were committing acts of violence against your wife, Feng Sixi happened to pass by and acted out of a sense of justice. The reason he severely injured you was because you threatened him with a knife, and he had no choice but to defend himself—it was justifiable self-defense. Isn't that right?"
"…Yes."
Lu Fang's face was full of shock: "Honey! Do you even know what you're saying?!"
"Your wife took the initiative to beg him for help, which is why he stepped in to assist. But afterward, Lu Fang filed a police report claiming he had intentionally harmed you. You can testify to that as well, can't you?"
Liu Shi continued to stare into Yan Yang's dark eyes, nodding in a daze: "I… I can."
Yan Yang nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. I've recorded everything you just said, and I'll be handing it over to the police later. The two of you can wait to be summoned."
Lu Fang shrieked and lunged forward, trying to snap Liu Shi out of it?
But he showed no reaction whatsoever.
"You… what did you do to my husband?"
Yan Yang shrugged, her tone innocent: "Nothing much, just a little trick—hypnosis from psychology."
Of course, it also had something to do with the props she used.
Yan Yang had arrived on this planet three days ago, and after arriving, she had worked relentlessly to prepare.
This included quietly placing a videotape in Liu Shi's home.
The videotape contained normal film content. Liu Shi, being a shiftless loafer who lived off his wife, would stay home watching TV whenever he had nothing to do, so naturally he wouldn't miss such a tape.
But when the tape played, there would be pauses in the footage at intervals, and the black frames—invisible to the naked eye—had already begun influencing his thinking during his unconscious state.
His astral consciousness had grown accustomed to it, sinking into a calm, still state whenever that black appeared.
The black contact lenses Yan Yang wore were made of electromagnetic waves of the same wavelength as that black, so when Liu Shi stared into her eyes, his brain would relax completely, and he would be hypnotized without even realizing it himself.
This didn't exceed the technological level of this planet, so it fell within reasonable bounds of use.
"You two spouses better get ready—the police will be paying you a visit shortly."
Lu Fang glared at her with hatred: "It's you… it's all you! We're not going to prison—I'll fight you to the death!"
She snatched the knife from Liu Shi's hand and charged at Yan Yang.
Yan Yang could have easily dodged, but at the critical moment, she keenly caught the familiar, steady footsteps approaching.
A smile curved at the corner of her lips, and she deliberately offered up her arm at just the right angle.
Her clothes were slashed open, and blood immediately welled up.
And it was at that very moment that Feng Sixi appeared at the entrance of the small courtyard.
The man saw the injured Yan Yang, and his gaze hardened. Beneath his dark pupils surged a frenzy of raging waves, his bloodthirsty gleam cold and sharp, making him look as terrifying as a demon from the depths of hell in that instant.
As for Lu Fang, the moment she spotted Feng Sixi, she jolted with a start, and the knife in her hand clattered to the ground.
"You… it's you…"
Feng Sixi walked slowly into the courtyard, each step landing like a heavy hammer against Lu Fang's heart.
Liu Shi, who had now snapped back to his senses, widened his eyes at the sight, a long-forgotten fear stirring within him.
The image of how Feng Sixi had crippled one of his legs three years ago was still vivid in his mind. Liu Shi's face drained of all color, and he was so terrified that he kept backing away.
He shouted feebly and desperately, "If you… if you dare lay a hand on me again, I'll still call the police and have you locked up for a few more years!"
Feng Sixi's voice was soft and faint: "I'm still young, so a few more years behind bars wouldn't matter to me. But you… a dead man has no future."
Liu Shi and Lu Fang were both plunged into terrified despair.
And as Feng Sixi passed by Yan Yang's side, she gently clasped his wrist.