Ye Qiu’s expression shifted slightly, and he immediately said, “Sister Lin, I’m leaving Tang Tang with you. I’ve got some business to attend to.”
Lin Jingzhi glanced at Xiao Zhan, and being the sharp woman she was, she quickly sensed something was up. She cautioned Ye Qiu, “Be careful.”
“Mm.”
Ye Qiu nodded, slipped out of the crowd, and asked Xiao Zhan, “What’s the situation?”
“We caught a woman. Not sure if she’s one of Tang Tang’s fans, but she hid a bomb in some flowers. I spotted it,” Xiao Zhan explained.
“Where is she?”
“I’ve got her under control.”
“Take me to her.” Ye Qiu followed Xiao Zhan to a quiet alley behind the beauty salon.
A dozen Dragon Gate disciples were surrounding a woman.
As Ye Qiu approached, he saw that the woman was none other than Jin Lingling.
At that moment, Jin Lingling’s hands and feet were bound, rendering her completely immobile. When she saw Ye Qiu, a venomous hatred flashed in her eyes.
“I didn’t expect you to be so persistent, daring to stir up trouble. It seems you’re truly tired of living,” Ye Qiu said coldly.
“You bastard surnamed Ye, just you wait. I’ll kill you sooner or later,” Jin Lingling spat with hatred.
Slap!
Xiao Zhan struck Jin Lingling across the face and barked, “Show some respect when speaking to my boss.”
“Pah! You, surnamed Ye, won’t be arrogant for long. Someone’s coming to deal with you soon.”
“Who’s coming to deal with me?” Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed. “You mean Poisonous Scorpion?”
A flicker of shock passed through Jin Lingling’s eyes. Clearly, she hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to know about Poisonous Scorpion.
Ye Qiu gave a faint smile and said, “Sorry to disappoint you, but you can’t count on Poisonous Scorpion anymore. Half an hour ago, I took him out.”
What?
Jin Lingling couldn’t believe it.
She had submitted herself to Poisonous Scorpion, serving him devotedly, all so he would kill Ye Qiu and avenge her.
She had witnessed Poisonous Scorpion’s abilities firsthand and couldn’t believe he’d die so quickly.
Jin Lingling roared, “You’re lying! My master can’t be dead. He said he’d help me kill you!”
“Believe it or not, Poisonous Scorpion is already dead.”
Ye Qiu had no interest in wasting words with this woman. He instructed Han Long, “Deal with her!”
Xiao Zhan, unsure of Ye Qiu’s exact intentions, asked, “Boss, how do you want her handled?”
Ye Qiu replied, “Trash like this shouldn’t be kept around.”
“Understood.”
Xiao Zhan gestured, and two Dragon Gate disciples stepped forward, one on each side, grabbing Jin Lingling.
“What are you going to do?”
“Surnamed Ye, you can’t kill me!”
“If you dare kill me, I won’t let you go even as a ghost… Ye Qiu, I was wrong! Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you… Please, let me go!”
Jin Lingling suddenly broke down like a child, sobbing uncontrollably.
“If you knew this day would come, why did you act that way? You were a big star, worshipped by thousands, feasting on delicacies. You shouldn’t have any regrets.”
Ye Qiu’s face remained cold, unmoved by Jin Lingling’s pleas for mercy.
Ever since the attack by Zhang Lili in the capital, Ye Qiu had adopted a single principle when dealing with enemies: cut the grass and remove the roots, leaving no loose ends.
Moreover, a woman’s hatred could be far more terrifying than a man’s. They would stop at nothing, sparing no expense to exact revenge.
History was full of such examples.
“Ye Qiu, please spare me! I’ll do anything! I can be your woman. As long as you let me live, I’ll serve you and make you feel so good… I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die…”
Jin Lingling was genuinely terrified, crying and begging pitifully.
Ye Qiu acted as if he hadn’t heard her, coldly spitting out two words: “Bury her!”
The two Dragon Gate disciples immediately dragged Jin Lingling away, disappearing into the alley.
Ye Qiu instructed Xiao Zhan, “Today’s situation is unusual. You lot need to be on high alert and ensure nothing goes wrong.”
“Don’t worry, Boss. I’ve got everything arranged,” Xiao Zhan said with a smile.
Ye Qiu glanced at Xiao Zhan and suddenly noticed that, in a short time, Xiao Zhan had become much steadier than before.
“How’s your training going lately?” Ye Qiu asked.
“I’ve been practising, but it doesn’t seem like I’ve made much progress,” Xiao Zhan replied.
“The Eight Extremes Fist is powerful. Keep at it. I’ll teach you a few more techniques later,” Ye Qiu said. “Once I’ve sorted out the matters at hand, I’ll visit your sister and help treat her eyes.”
“Thank you, Boss!” Xiao Zhan’s face lit up with gratitude.
Ye Qiu was about to head back to the beauty salon when his phone suddenly buzzed urgently in his pocket.
He pulled it out and saw it was a call from Master Changmei.
Ye Qiu immediately pressed the answer button and said, “Old man, how’s your health?”
“Is this Dr. Ye Qiu?” A young man’s timid voice came through the phone.
“I’m Ye Qiu. Who are you?” Ye Qiu asked again, “Why do you have the old man’s phone?”
“Hello, Dr. Ye. I’m Shuisheng.”
Shuisheng? Who was that?
Ye Qiu had never heard Master Changmei mention this name. “Who are you to the old man?” he asked.
“The old man is my… no, I mean, Master Changmei is my uncle-master.”
So, he was a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain!
“Where’s the old man? Why isn’t he calling me himself?”
As Ye Qiu said this, his heart sank. A wave of unease washed over him, and he hurriedly asked, “Is the old man…?”
“Yes, Uncle-Master, he… he…”
Shuisheng didn’t finish before breaking into tears.
Ye Qiu’s heart grew heavy as he pressed, “What’s wrong with the old man?”
Shuisheng said, “Uncle-Master is dying. He just spat out another mouthful of blood and passed out.”
“Before he lost consciousness, he told me to call you, Dr. Ye. He said that after he ascends, you must come to Dragon Tiger Mountain.”
“He didn’t say what it was about specifically, just that he’d already told you when he was in the capital.”
“Dr. Ye, Uncle-Master isn’t going to make it. He’s dying… sob, sob…”
“I’m coming to Dragon Tiger Mountain right now.”
Ye Qiu made up his mind. Whether it worked or not, he would perform a life-extending technique for Master Changmei.
If it weren’t for him, Master Changmei wouldn’t have suffered the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.
“Take good care of the old man. No matter what, find a way to keep him holding on. I’m setting off now,” Ye Qiu instructed, about to hang up when Shuisheng’s voice came through again.
“Dr. Ye, Uncle-Master and I aren’t at Dragon Tiger Mountain.”
“Then where are you?”
“We’re in Lingshan County,” Shuisheng said.
“Lingshan County?” Ye Qiu had no idea where that was. “What are you doing in Lingshan County?”
“We were passing through Lingshan County,” Shuisheng replied. “Uncle-Master insisted on coming here. We couldn’t stop him no matter how we tried. He said he’d found the whereabouts of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s town treasure, the Heavenly Master Sword.”
