Lan Yue’s gaze remained fixed on Lin Ye’s back, and a faint blush unexpectedly spread across both cheeks.
She had clearly seen it just now—Lin Ye had said, “Wait for me.”
If the spectators’ attention had not been focused on Han Yang and Lin Ye, someone would inevitably have noticed her. That would probably have caused an uproar throughout the arena.
After all, no one would have expected this breathtaking beauty, known as an iceberg that had stood for ten thousand years, to fall for an ordinary-looking illegitimate son of the Lin Family.
After receiving Lin Xue, Lin Ye followed the original host’s memories and spent roughly two hours before finally entering the Lin Family residence.
“Phew!”
After entering the Lin Family residence, Lin Ye finally let out a slow breath of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, Han Yang had been so arrogant that he disdained using underhanded methods to kill him. Otherwise, if Han Yang had casually used a few tricks in certain places, Lin Ye would probably have been dead without a complete corpse by now.
“Older brother, are you all right?” Lin Xue asked worriedly, her face full of concern.
Lin Ye gently shook his head to indicate that he was fine, then hurried toward the room of his mother, Mu Rou.
Lin Xue had said yesterday that Mu Rou had at most three days of life force remaining. Hopefully, nothing unexpected would happen.
Although Lin Ye, after being reborn, had never met the original host’s birth mother, he knew from the original host’s memories that, aside from Lin Xue, she was the only person in the entire Lin Family who had ever treated him well.
Speaking of Mu Rou, she had originally been nothing more than a maid assigned to wash father Lin Hai’s feet. However, one time when Lin Hai was drunk, she became pregnant and subsequently gave birth to Lin Ye.
Over the years, because of his birth mother’s lowly origins, the original host had suffered no shortage of disdain and mockery from others. He harbored deep resentment toward her and had never shown her a pleasant expression since he became capable of understanding things.
Later, when Mu Rou learned that the original host was a good-for-nothing, she never once despised him. Yet the original host looked down on this lowborn mother from the bottom of his heart. Whatever she did, he considered it only natural.
“Looks like you weren’t just a good-for-nothing—you were also an idiot!” Recalling the memories that had suddenly surfaced in his mind after entering the Lin Family residence, Lin Ye cursed inwardly.
Although he had been the number-one assassin in Huaxia, he had merely been an orphan raised by an organization. His life had been destined to contain no familial affection. Even after ultimately destroying the entire assassin organization and standing at the pinnacle of the world, he had felt none of the pride or satisfaction he should have. All he had known was loneliness that chilled him to the bone.
Looking at Mu Rou’s loving face as it surfaced in his mind, Lin Ye’s heart slowly softened. In this life, he would definitely protect this hard-won familial affection.
As he thought this, Lin Ye’s breathing gradually quickened. He actually felt somewhat impatient to see her.
“You little wretch, if you’re going to die, hurry up and die! If it weren’t for you, I would have been transferred to the First Madam’s quarters long ago. Why would I have to suffer the wrath of those few wretches here? It’s all because of you! All because of you!”
Before Lin Ye reached the entrance to his residence, he heard a woman’s sharp scream. Her voice was filled with mounting anger and resentment.
Upon hearing that voice, Lin Ye unconsciously quickened his pace. The anticipation in his eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by an icy coldness devoid of emotion.
If he remembered correctly, the owner of that voice was Mu Rou’s only maid, Yu’er.
Looking inside through the dilapidated door, which seemed liable to fall at any moment, Lin Ye happened to see Yu’er holding what appeared to be something sharp and repeatedly jabbing it into Mu Rou’s arm.
Lin Ye’s eyes narrowed abruptly. With a flash of his foot, his body suddenly vanished, and in the next instant, he was already behind Yu’er.
“Ah!” Yu’er was suddenly seized by the throat by Lin Ye. Her body was slowly lifted into the air as Lin Ye stared at her with a gaze so cold it seemed capable of taking her life at any moment. The strength in his palm appeared ready to crush her neck at any instant.
“Ahhh!” Yu’er’s eyes widened, and they were filled with terror and intense disbelief. Her face slowly flushed red as she struggled desperately, both hands clawing frantically at Lin Ye’s hand.
Lin Ye swung his arm in disgust, and Yu’er’s entire body was thrown out as though she were a piece of trash.
“Mother, how are you?” Lin Ye asked worriedly, looking at Mu Rou, who lay on the bed with a face as pale as paper.
Mu Rou was not quite a peerless beauty, but she could still be considered attractive. At this moment, her sickly pallor lent her an added air of fragility.
Mu Rou opened her eyes with difficulty. When she saw Lin Ye, her previously feeble eyes suddenly widened. She slowly raised her arm and gently grasped Lin Ye’s arm. In their eyes was disbelief, and she rasped, “Ye’er, is it really you? They, they said… sob…”
Seeing the densely packed needle marks on Mu Rou’s exposed arm, killing intent flashed through Lin Ye’s eyes. However, when he turned to look, he found that Yu’er had already disappeared.
As Mu Rou spoke, she slowly sat up, tightly embraced Lin Ye, and began wailing loudly. She had apparently already learned that Lin Ye had been sold to the Card Duel Arena in Cold Night City.
Listening to Mu Rou’s hoarse, heart-rending cries, Lin Ye sighed and gently patted her back, comforting her. “Mother, I’m fine now. Let me examine you first.”
“Ye’er, what, what did you just call me?” Mu Rou slowly released Lin Ye and stared at his face in disbelief.
“Mother!” A broad smile appeared on Lin Ye’s face as he called out once more.
“Good, good, good… sob…” As expected, when Mu Rou heard Lin Ye call her that again, immense delight appeared on her face. Then she began crying again, though this time it was from happiness.
Only after Mu Rou had cried until she had no strength left did she slowly release Lin Ye. By then, the face that had originally been as pale as paper had already acquired a faint, sickly flush.
“Mother, let me examine you!” As he spoke, Lin Ye placed his right hand around Mu Rou’s wrist and carefully felt her pulse.
As an assassin, Lin Ye naturally knew more than just how to kill people. As for his medical skills, he was among the top three in all of Huaxia.
“Bang!”
Just as Lin Ye was feeling Mu Rou’s pulse, his brows drawing tighter and tighter, the dilapidated door was suddenly kicked open with tremendous force, and a tall, slender figure immediately walked in.
The man wore a dark green robe and had a tall, slender figure. His handsome bearing was like that of a flawless piece of jade. This man was the Lin Family’s legitimate son, Lin Ye’s younger half-brother, Lin Feiyang.
“You little bastard, you’re really hard to kill!” However, the moment he opened his mouth, the beauty brought by Lin Feiyang’s appearance vanished completely.
“He’s passable-looking, but still a ways off from my former appearance.” Lin Ye assessed him inwardly. His expression, however, gradually darkened as he bared his teeth in a smile at Lin Feiyang. “I haven’t even gone looking for trouble with you, yet you came knocking on my door yourself. Very good!”
Feeling a wave of icy killing intent suddenly drift toward him, Lin Feiyang’s body trembled instinctively. He stared at Lin Ye before him in disbelief.