On the way, Duan Yanxing made a call to the relevant personnel, instructing them to repair all the roads that Chi Mu needed to use daily in the vicinity, and giving them only three days to complete the task.
The person on the other end of the line was clearly terrified, stammering, “Master Duan, th-this… three days is far too… too short…”
“Are you sure?”
“Y-yes, sure.”
“Then make it one day.”
“Uh… yes!”
The person on the other end immediately fell silent, afraid that if they bargained further, they might end up as a dried corpse beneath the cement road the next day.
So, regardless of whether it could be completed or not, they quickly agreed, as their life was more important.
…
After hanging up, the person on the other end was already crying out for help, wondering what had possessed Master Duan to suddenly demand they repair a road he would never normally use within a single day.
Heavens, should he go and see for himself whether this was a task a human could even accomplish?
This was simply inhumane! Utterly heartless!
Unfortunately, he only dared to think this in his heart, lacking the courage to question it, or even the nerve to complain.
Meanwhile, Chi Mu had already gone upstairs, taken a shower, and buried herself under the covers, leaving only her fluffy little head exposed. The exhaustion and fatigue of the day seemed to vanish instantly.
Listening to the pattering rain outside the window, she hid under the covers and kept scrolling through information about Duan Yanxing.
The more she scrolled, the more frightened she became.
There was almost no official information about him.
The only details were hearsay from various sources, and it was unclear whether they were true or false.
But regardless, she finally managed to learn a few things.
Duan Yanxing, male, 29 years old.
The leader of the largest gang in Country M, wielding immense influence in business and holding a high position in politics.
On the darker side, he was also a cold-blooded, ruthless tyrant who killed without blinking.
On the brighter side, he possessed vast corporate wealth.
In short, in the eyes of ordinary people, Duan Yanxing was a legend, a distant and untouchable existence.
Seeing this, she couldn’t help but continue scrolling.
[It is said that he holds great power but never deals in drugs, even despising such people.]
[Duan Yanxing is not his real name; no one knows his true identity.]
[…]
Chi Mu browsed through each entry. The earlier ones were relatively normal, but the further she went, the more outrageous they became.
[It is rumored that he kills without blinking, is cold-blooded, violent, bloodthirsty, and cruel, enjoys toying with women, and even delights in tormenting the weak.]
[No woman who falls into his hands ever fails to beg for mercy or weep bitterly.]
[But he’s so handsome, I still want to marry him!]
[Me too, me too!!]
[Want to marry him?! I think you want to die.]
[…]
Frowning at the increasingly absurd replies, Chi Mu thought to herself.
These must be rumors. She had interacted with Duan Yanxing today, and he had been gentle, kind, and exceptionally good to her, so she didn’t believe any of these gossipy rumors at all.
She continued scrolling and noticed one comment that caught her attention.
[I heard Duan Yanxing was already married and had children, but unfortunately, his wife died. He became so consumed by grief that he would summon anyone who resembled his wife to confirm if it was her.]
Chi Mu’s fingers froze for a moment.
Married with children?
Consumed by grief…No wonder he looked at her with such tenderness, no wonder he suddenly said those words…
All of this was probably just because her face somewhat resembled his wife’s…
An inexplicable ache welled up in her heart. So Duan Yanxing was so pitiful, having lost his most beloved wife, and as for that child, he lost his mother at a young age.
So everything finally made sense.
She was at his house today because she looked like his wife, wasn’t she?
So a man as lofty as him actually had such a tragic past.
This made Chi Mu start reflecting on herself. She suddenly regretted her attitude toward him earlier.
But forget it, it was too late to make amends now. After all, with someone of Duan Yanxing’s status, there likely wouldn’t be any further interaction between them in the future.
Thinking this, Chi Mu decided to turn off the lights and rest, preparing for the next day’s rehearsal.
Although the troupe’s daily revenue was only enough to cover its routine operations, it was still better than having no performances at all.
So even if there was only one performance, she wouldn’t give up.
However, she vaguely remembered that there was something very important she hadn’t done today, but she couldn’t recall exactly what it was.
Forget it, no matter what it was, rest was more important.
And so, in a daze, she fell into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, the Koenigsegg raced swiftly through the curtain of rain.
In the driver’s seat, Duan Yanxing rested one hand on the steering wheel, his gaze profound.
Through the Bluetooth headset came A Jiang’s voice: “Master Duan, currently there are about a hundred tickets left for Madam’s stage play Cloud Dream Splendid Years. Should we buy them all?”
“A hundred?” Duan Yanxing slightly furrowed his thick, dark brows, his tone carrying a hint of doubt. “I told you to buy out every show!”
“Uh… these hundred are already all of them. Mugui Theater is a small theater with only one auditorium, and not many people buy tickets daily. Having even this one show is already quite an achievement.”
A Jiang’s voice sounded very troubled. “You don’t know, but even these few tickets seem hard to sell. When we got back, Yun Xin also told me that all the money they earned when they first came to M country was invested in this theater. It started off running quite well.
But later, some branch of Tianyun Drama appeared. They seem quite reputable and have repeatedly caused trouble for Mugui Theater, making things increasingly difficult.
Now Mugui Theater is out of money. Plus, with that group deliberately causing trouble and repeatedly hiring thugs to stir up incidents, fewer and fewer people are coming to watch the performances.”
After hearing what A Jiang said, Duan Yanxing’s eyes gradually darkened, and the pressure around him dropped.
“Gather a few brothers! I’m going to smash it up myself right now!”
“Huh?” A Jiang was stunned.
“Don’t you understand human speech?”
“Uh… yes, yes, I understand.” A Jiang quickly responded, asking somewhat incredulously, “You… you’re going personally?”
“Is there a problem?”
“Um… no, no problem.”
Of course, he knew Master Duan’s temperament. Back in the country those years, anything related to Miss Bai… oh no, it should be Miss Chi now—anything related to Miss Chi Mu could make him lose all reason.
He just didn’t expect Master Duan to seem even crazier than before, willing to handle such a small matter personally. Didn’t he usually avoid showing his face easily?The power of love is truly terrifying.
After hanging up the phone, A Jiang immediately gathered a group of his men and headed over.
At the same time, the Koenigsegg executed a perfect 180-degree spin in the pouring rain, splashing a huge wave of water—the maneuver was flawlessly familiar.
This man was going to avenge his little girl.