Seeing Song Zhihua’s uncertainty, Liu Zhixia smiled lightly.
“Captain Song, since you’re here, why not sit down and have something to eat?This place is remote—normally no one comes here.”
What she didn’t say was that even if someone did come, she could detect them immediately.
The aroma alone made Song Zhihua swallow hard. His refusal got stuck in his throat no matter how hard he tried.
He couldn’t resist.
He looked pitifully at Zhou Yunting.
“Boss…”
Zhou Yunting knew very well how good his little wife’s cooking was. He just hadn’t had the chance to treat his men to it before.
He nodded lightly.
“Sit down. Do you expect your sister-in-law to serve you alone?”
Old Master Zhou hadn’t expected his grandson’s subordinates to show up here, but he was pleased.
Good—loyal and dependable.
“Hurry up and sit! Try my granddaughter-in-law’s cooking. You’ll want more after one bite, haha…”
Song Zhihua finally stopped hesitating and joined the “battle for food.”
After the meal, a satisfied Song Zhihua quietly slipped away.
On the way to work as usual—
Liu Zhixia sensed two tails following her.
Interesting.
“Grandpa, go ahead first. I have something to handle. If you’re tired, rest by the roadside.”
She followed the familiar path forward, clearly aware of the growing excitement behind her.
Then she spoke calmly:
“You two have been following me long enough. Still not coming out?”
Zheng Chunli’s eyes were filled with madness.
“Liu Zhixia… you shouldn’t still be alive.”
“You should go back to where you belong. Only then can everything return to the right track.”
“Don’t blame me…”
She stared at the steep slope nearby, her heart racing.
A voice inside her kept urging her—
Push her down.
Just one push, and she would regain her space.
Below the slope was a deep river.
One push would be enough to kill her.
She exchanged a look with Sun Haomin.
He understood—but hesitated.
Unlike what she expected, Liu Zhixia showed no fear.
She stood there calmly, almost like she was watching a performance.
Like they were clowns on a stage for her entertainment.
That realization made Sun Haomin uneasy.
This girl… was not normal.
So when Zheng Chunli moved—
he did not move at all.
In that instant, he saw Liu Zhixia give him an unreadable glance.
Then—
the person who should have been pushed off the cliff… did not move.
Instead, Zheng Chunli suddenly screamed and fell herself.
Splash!
She plunged into the river.
She couldn’t understand what happened.
Just as her hand was about to push Liu Zhixia, an invisible force shoved her off instead.
It wasn’t human strength.
It felt like a sudden surge of air.
Fear overwhelmed her. She forgot she could actually swim.
Water rose past her chest. She struggled desperately.
Sun Haomin’s eyes trembled violently.
His instincts told him: this woman was not simple.
He didn’t know what happened—but Zheng Chunli had clearly fallen without Liu Zhixia lifting a finger.
Was someone helping her?
He didn’t think so.
Seeing her about to drown, he had no choice.
He rushed forward and grabbed her just before she lost consciousness.
“Don’t target me again,” Liu Zhixia’s cold voice drifted over.
“Or you won’t be able to bear the consequences. Evil people get what they deserve.”
Both of them shivered.
There was killing intent in her voice.
Just as Liu Zhixia was about to leave, her ears moved slightly.
A faint sound—radio communication.
Her gaze sharpened instantly.
So this was why they chose such a remote place.
She locked onto the source and moved like lightning.
In one leap, she landed near a hidden earthen mound.
Before even touching the ground, she struck.
A figure inside reacted instantly, and the two clashed mid-air.
They froze.
Then recognition.
The man’s amused voice broke the silence:
“I didn’t know my little wife was this skilled.”
Liu Zhixia shot back without hesitation:
“I didn’t know my husband was a martial arts expert either.We’re even.”
Zhou Yunting exhaled softly, helpless.
“Zhixia… want to spar?”
His eyes flicked toward the radio position.
“You already noticed it, didn’t you? How many people are there? What are our chances?”
Liu Zhixia put aside their personal tension.
“Eleven people. They’re preparing to withdraw. If we miss this, it’ll be harder later.”
Zhou Yunting hesitated.
“If I can maintain my previous level… we have about an 80% chance.”
He nodded.
“Good.”
Their eyes met.
No further words were needed.
Liu Zhixia moved first, blocking the escape route from the right.
Zhou Yunting attacked from the left—clean, precise, lethal.
Within seconds, several enemies collapsed.
The remaining attackers barely had time to react before they were struck down by overwhelming force.
Some unconscious. Some spitting blood.
The group never expected such a sudden ambush.
And the woman who appeared out of nowhere—
was terrifyingly strong.
Zhou Yunting stared at Liu Zhixia in shock.
She might even be stronger than him.
Liu Zhixia shrugged helplessly.
“Hmm… these guys are a bit weak. Even a delicate little girl like me can beat them.”
One of the barely conscious men looked at her in pure terror.