The next morning, under the scorching sunlight streaming through the barred windows, Xiao Chen leaned lifelessly against the wall, dazed and hollow-eyed. The brilliance that once filled his gaze had vanished, as if his world had lost all color.
Thinking back to the unforgettable events of the previous night, he gagged again, his expression shifting dramatically.
He, Xiao Chen—the dignified leader of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group—was actually… by six burly men…
If others found out about this disgrace, how could he continue to live with any shred of dignity?
If his enemies ever learned of this, wouldn’t they die laughing?
Even though he had beaten the hell out of those men after waking up this morning and had been moved to a new cell, the humiliation they had caused him wasn’t something that could be erased so easily.
“Jiang Che, I’ll kill you!” Xiao Chen’s face twisted with fury, veins bulging on his forehead as he roared. All this shame and torment stemmed from Jiang Che. He vowed to get his revenge—make Jiang Che suffer every bit of the pain he’d endured. Unless Jiang Che was torn apart, he would never be at peace!
“What the hell are you yelling for!” a security guard shouted sharply as he opened the cell door, leading six new burly men inside. He glanced coldly at Xiao Chen and barked, “No shouting in the cells. You looking to get hit again?”
“Huuuh… got it…” Xiao Chen took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, face flushed and fists clenched tight.
Endure. Just endure.
Endure the moment, and the storm will pass. Take a step back, and the sea becomes vast…
He kept telling himself not to lose control, until he finally settled down.
“These are your new cellmates. Get along with them,” the guard said. “If another fight breaks out, you won’t be able to handle the consequences.” Satisfied with Xiao Chen’s submissive attitude, the guard gave him a final warning and left to continue his patrol.
Xiao Chen remained silent.
For some reason, he had a bad feeling. The way these new guys looked at him… was exactly the same as the last group…
…
At Qingteng Villa, in the bedroom on the second floor.
After waking up, Jiang Che pulled Xiao Yi into the bathroom with him, and they soaked in a hot bath for two and a half hours.
It wasn’t until noon that they finally got dressed and appeared in the living room.
At this moment, Xiao Yi’s cheeks were rosy, her brows carried a hint of charm and aloofness, her face was still cold as ice, but her eyes occasionally revealed a sliver of gentleness when she looked at Jiang Che. This story is hosted at NovelPing.
Looking at the little girl before him, Jiang Che couldn’t help but feel moved.
Indeed, that philosopher was right—”The closest path to a woman’s heart is…”
Xiao Yi had always been an emotionless, icy girl, but after these past two days, her personality had begun to shift, ever so slightly.
That was a good sign.
Jiang Che firmly believed that as long as he continued to express his passionate love day and night, sooner or later, he would completely melt this iceberg.
Moreover, the way Xiao Yi constantly maintained that cold expression somehow held a strange charm for Jiang Che—it stirred something deep within him.
“Baby Xiao Yi, want to go out with me for a walk?” Jiang Che gently twirled a strand of her purple hair and smiled as he asked.
If she knows nothing of the world, then he would show her all its splendor.
If she has already seen life’s hardships, then he’d take her to ride a merry-go-round.
To truly unlock the heart of this little girl in purple, tender companionship was essential.
Even though Xiao Yi was absolutely loyal to him, most of it came from a subordinate’s unconditional obedience to her master.
There may have been some affection between man and woman, but not much.
In Jiang Che’s eyes, even though Xiao Yi had endured many hardships, she was still inexperienced in the ways of the world. Whether it was worldly splendor or a carousel ride—she needed both.
Having been raised as an assassin, Xiao Yi had mastered grandmaster-level assassination skills and was an expert in all forms of combat. She had faced countless life-and-death missions and weathered all kinds of storms, but her entire life had been about missions—she’d never really taken the time to see the world.
Though she stood here now, she seemed out of place in the mundane world.
Hearing Jiang Che’s suggestion, a flicker of emotion passed through Xiao Yi’s eyes. She nodded lightly, agreeing.
She had always obeyed Jiang Che’s orders without question.
Since he wanted to take her out for a stroll, Xiao Yi naturally complied.
Over the years, she had set foot in many parts of the world, but only ever in passing—never staying, never pausing for anyone or anything.
Now that she had finally broken free from the organization, Xiao Yi wanted to try making a change.
“In that case, let’s go,” Jiang Che said as he took her slender hand. Surrounded by a group of maids, they walked out of the villa. This story is hosted at g.com.
At the garage, Jiang Che chose a Koenigsegg and drove Xiao Yi directly away from Qingteng Villa, heading toward the center of Linjiang City.
After he left, Qiang Zi followed from a distance in five Maybachs, each packed with more than ten black-clad men.
The Koenigsegg raced down the highway, with every car it passed automatically moving aside to avoid it.
The road ahead was smooth and unobstructed. About an hour later, Jiang Che brought Xiao Yi to the most luxurious shopping center in all of Linjiang City—Nebula Tower.
Nebula Tower was one of the properties owned by the Starvault Group and was considered the most extravagant building in the city.
Here, you could find almost any luxury item you could think of.
Girls rarely resisted beautiful dresses.
Since he was taking Xiao Yi out, shopping for clothes was, of course, a must.
The mall was packed, bustling with people.
Xiao Yi seemed a little unused to such a lively and crowded environment. Instinctively, she reached out her small hand and held Jiang Che’s.
Jiang Che gently intertwined their fingers and led her to the fashion section on the sixth floor.
Once there, he brought her to a high-end women’s clothing store and smiled, “Take a look—see if there’s anything you like…”
As he spoke, he waved at a female sales assistant nearby.
Seeing Jiang Che’s gesture, the assistant immediately jogged over and greeted him respectfully, “Young Master…”
Nebula Tower was one of many businesses under Starvault Group.
During their onboarding training, their very first lesson had been to familiarize themselves with all of Young Master Jiang Che’s preferences.
That way, when he occasionally visited the mall, they could offer him the most attentive and gentle service.
Jiang Che had brought other women here in the past, so the sales assistants were all quite familiar with him.