Song Qingxue’s bodyguard was clearly experienced; he strode over to me, raised his arm, and aggressively slapped me straight across the face.

Immediately afterward, a bloodcurdling scream rang out as I snapped his arm, twisting it into an unnatural angle.

Ridiculous! A born superhero with a bloodthirsty nature and innate superpowers, and you think a few insignificant bodyguards can lay a hand on me?

I slowly raised my head, my icy gaze fixed on Song Qingxue.

A look of astonishment flashed across her face:

“Gu Xiwei, you’re quite something, aren’t you? You dare to resist?”

She didn’t realize at all that something was wrong.

My sister and I are two years apart in age, but we look almost identical.

At the age of one and a half, my superhero genes first manifested.

The nanny in the house tried to force me to sleep and physically assaulted me.

When my parents got home, I found the nanny beaten so badly that her face was bruised and battered, her hair was falling out in clumps, and she was huddled in a corner, crying and calling me a “monster.”

From then on, any nanny who dared lay a hand on me was beaten until they were unrecognizable.

Rumors about a “female ghost” began spreading within the Gu family.

The parents were so worried they were practically dying; once the baby was born, it couldn’t be put back in.

Thankfully, my younger sister was born.

From a young age, she was well-behaved and adorable, always looking at me with her big, moist eyes, smiling at me without blinking.

From that moment on, my violent genes miraculously subsided, and I tried to learn how to be a normal young lady.

But as age increases, the bloodthirsty urge ingrained in the bones becomes increasingly difficult to control.

I was afraid of hurting my sister, so every day I locked myself in the boxing room in the basement to vent my emotions.

My younger sister once ran up to me and told me she was getting married, saying she had met someone who could make her happy.

I’m genuinely happy for her. I had originally planned to quietly go and see her off on her wedding day.

I never expected to come across such a scene.

Vice President Hành Sâm frowned deeply, his face as cold as ice, his eyes filled with chilling disappointment:

“Gu Xiwei, you’re truly beyond redemption!”

“If you hadn’t deliberately boasted about our upcoming marriage in front of Kim Ha, how could she have been so distraught as to jump off a building and commit suicide? You owe them everything; whatever Thanh Tuyet tells you to do is not unreasonable!”

His voice suddenly became stern:

“Kneel down before me! Bow your head and confess your sins to Thanh Tuyet. Only stop when she opens her mouth to forgive you!”

Song Qingxue immediately leaned weakly against Fu Hangsen, sobbing as she said:

“Brother Han Shen, don’t be like this… My sister was ill-fated; she didn’t live to see the day you loved her.”

Her gaze swept over me, but her tone suddenly turned cold:

“If it weren’t for some shameless woman who drugged him and got him pregnant… why would they force him to marry her? My sister wouldn’t have died because of it!”

A murmur of discussion immediately arose among the guests:

“No wonder the Fu family’s wedding was like a funeral… Marrying this kind of woman into the family is truly a terrible misfortune!”

“The daughter of the Gu family resorted to such despicable tactics as using drugs to get pregnant and force a marriage; she has no shame!”

“The Song family didn’t do anything wrong; after all, it was a human life. What’s wrong with venting some resentment?”

“In my opinion, Miss Song is the one who’s truly pitiful; she was so deeply in love, yet she was torn apart right before her eyes…”

I was completely bewildered by what I heard. Forcing someone to jump? Poisoning them? Getting them pregnant…?

None of that is something my sweet little sister would ever do!

And what about my sister? She’s pregnant? Where is she now? Where are my parents?

2

Thinking this, I turned to leave. I had to go home immediately and get to the bottom of this!

But Song Qingxue’s bodyguard grabbed my hair, roughly pulled me back, and once again aggressively pushed me to the ground.

My forehead hit the cold ground hard, and fresh blood immediately gushed out.

For a fleeting moment, my eyes turned bloodshot.

Song Qingxue leaned down to my ear and whispered maliciously:

“Gu Xiwei, you’re incredibly lucky to have such a strong life force. You managed to escape from that stone house last night… How was it? Feeling good?”

“Don’t rush, tonight… I’ll make you even happier.”

I suddenly lifted my head, my gaze as sharp as a dagger fixed on her.

Stone house?

A bad feeling immediately arose in my heart.

Song Qingxue raised her eyebrows and smiled:

“Gu Xiwei, for your wedding today, I’ve prepared a big gift for you. I hope you’ll like it!”

She pressed her fingertip down, and the large screen hanging in the middle of the wedding hall suddenly lit up.

I couldn’t breathe.

On the screen were photos of my younger sister—Gu Jinhe—with her clothes disheveled!

The scene was ominous; the despicable men in the audience immediately gathered around, and their vile words instantly overwhelmed me.

“Tsk tsk, the young lady of the Gu family usually pretends to be pure and innocent, but unexpectedly she has ‘something’ like this!”

“I couldn’t take it all off yet, and I couldn’t stand it anymore…”

“A disgrace to customs! What kind of behavior is this!” Several distinguished guests quickly covered their eyes and turned away, their faces filled with disgust.

My heart tightened violently, the pain was so intense I could barely breathe.

My younger sister is the most proud of her life… imagine how devastated she would be if she saw all of this.

Song Qingxue enjoyed the sight of my pale face, her smile becoming even more triumphant.

Fu Hangsheng frowned, glanced at the screen, then immediately turned away in disgust, his gaze at me cold and contemptuous, as if he were looking at something filthy.

“If it weren’t to avenge Kim Ha, do you think I would marry you?”

It turns out that Fu Hangsheng didn’t genuinely want to marry my sister; his intention was to ruin her reputation.

Before he could finish speaking, the image on the screen suddenly changed!

In the video, my sister’s movements become even bolder, and her voice even softer and more enchanting.

Behind her stood a line of men, their eyes like predators staring intently at her.

“Damn! That voice is so seductive!”

“So much flavor! How can you handle this much?”

Harsh whispers came crashing down like a tidal wave, and malicious glances almost pierced through me.

Fu Hangsen’s expression suddenly darkened:

“Enough! Turn it off immediately!”

Song Qingxue’s expression stiffened for a moment, then she feigned a hurt expression:

“Brother Han Shen, look at her… her private life is so messed up, and who knows how many people you’ve been seeing behind her back, yet you’re still protecting her?”

Fu Hangsheng glanced at me, his eyes like he was looking at something filthy, and coldly uttered a single word:

“Dirty.”

Song Qingxue immediately flashed a cold, triumphant smile at me.

The anger in my eyes almost consumed everything.

After growing up, in order to suppress that damned superhero gene, I almost completely isolated myself from the world.

Many people have forgotten that the Gu family also has an eldest daughter who is known as the “demoness.”

The corners of my mouth slowly curved into a chilling smile.

My hand twisted back, grabbing the bodyguard’s wrist that was pressing down on the back of my neck, and suddenly twisted it hard!

With a crisp “crack,” followed by another agonizing scream, the bodyguard clutched his wrist and staggered backward.

I used my momentum to turn and stand up, then with one hand I lifted the long table next to me and aggressively threw it straight at the big screen!

The screen instantly exploded, shards flying everywhere, and my sister’s image was swallowed by darkness in a flash.

The entire hall erupted in ear-piercing screams, and I slowly, step by step, advanced towards Fu Hangsheng and Song Qingxue.

What exactly did they do to my sister?

Song Qingxue had no idea how she had provoked a god of death.

Seeing me approach her, she gave me a contemptuous glance.

“Gu Xiwei, what good will it do to go crazy now? You’re already ruined! Han Shen has already contacted a psychiatric hospital; he’ll take you there after he’s vented his anger on behalf of my sister!”

I raised my hand and slapped her straight across her wicked face.

“Slap!” A resounding slap echoed through the air.

Song Qingxue’s entire face instantly turned to one side, and a red, swollen patch quickly appeared on her cheek.

She covered her face, staring at me in disbelief:

“How dare you hit me?!”

Fu Hangsheng’s face turned pale, and he took a step forward and grabbed my wrist tightly:

“Gu Xiwei! You’re so insolent!”

I twisted my wrist, easily freeing myself from his grip.

Seeing his hypocritical, self-righteous face, my anger flared up.

My hand swung back, delivering another slap, directly to his face!

Phó Hành Sâm was stunned by this slap.

The handprint was clearly visible on his handsome face, and his eyes blazed with rage:

“Gu Xiwei, I’ve been too kind to you! Is this all the upbringing the Gu family has?”

“That’s right, with parents who evade taxes, engage in embezzlement and corruption like that, what kind of good people could they possibly raise?”

My heart suddenly sank.

Something so big happened in the house, and yet nobody told me?

I instinctively reached for my phone, but then remembered that I hadn’t brought anything with me when I was tied up and brought here.

Looking around at the expressions of the guests, I knew this story was probably not fake.

I immediately lost all interest in lingering, turned around, and headed straight for the main door.

But the door had been locked for a long time.

Song Qingxue covered her face and laughed coldly, her eyes filled with malice:

“Want to leave? Gu Xiwei, if you don’t atone for my sister’s sins today, don’t even think about stepping out of this door!”

Behind Song Qingxue, several of her close friends emerged, their faces filled with feigned sympathy, but the corners of their mouths held undisguised sarcasm.

“Oh, I thought it was someone else, turns out it’s the eldest daughter of the Gu family?”

“How did you end up in such a bad state? Look at that pale face, you must have been terrified, right?”

“He must have done too many wicked things, and now he’s getting his comeuppance? He reeks of bad luck.”

They surrounded me, their eyes like slippery, venomous snakes, occasionally glancing at my lower abdomen.

“Thanh Tuyet says she’s pregnant? Ha, what a joke. Gu Xiwei, tell me honestly, whose child is that bastard in your belly? Young Master Fu has been abroad all this time, he only came back a few days ago!”

Song Qingxue immediately lowered her eyes, revealing a mixture of surprise and sadness:

“Don’t say that… maybe, maybe Mr. Han Shen…”

“You silly Thanh Tuyet, only you are so kind!” A close friend interrupted her, her voice shrill.

“This kind of woman, having climbed to such a high position, is capable of anything. She’s the kind of woman who sleeps with anyone; I bet she doesn’t even know who the father of her child is!”

Someone glanced around, then suddenly clapped their hands and laughed, saying:

“Hey! I have a great idea! How about we make a bet?”

She glanced around at the men whose eyes were gradually revealing greed, then said loudly:

“Let’s bet on whose child that bastard in her womb actually is! We’ll find someone to check right here! Whoever guesses correctly, this woman will belong to that person! She’ll have to serve the winner properly!”

This remark was like a spark falling into a barrel of oil; the men who had been merely watching the scene unfold below immediately became enraged.

“Me! Me! Me! I’m betting!” A big-headed, big-eared man pushed his way to the front, rubbing his hands together while letting his lecherous gaze sweep over me without any attempt at concealment.

“Pregnant women are even more delicious! I’ve never tried it before!”

“I’m partly to blame! With this face and figure, I wouldn’t lose anything playing this game!”

Filthy words rained down like hailstones, striking directly at my head and face.

I was trembling with anger, my rage burning fiercely.

My gaze swept across those contorted, excited faces, finally settling on Fu Hangsen.

4

Fu Hangsheng, however, stood there observing coldly, a hint of mocking indulgence even playing on his lips.

Seeing me staring at him, he finally slowly stepped forward, his voice not loud, but easily drowning out all the noise in the hall.

Every word uttered was like a knife coated in ice:

“The Gu family is finished; all their assets have been seized for investigation. Just think, your parents are still in prison…”

He paused for a moment, savoring the sudden change in my expression, before slowly continuing:

“Oh, that’s right. I heard… you also have a mentally disabled older sister who can’t take care of herself? If you don’t behave yourself, I’m afraid no one will take care of her anymore… she could starve to death in the house, rot away without anyone knowing, it’s not impossible.”

He leaned in slightly, pressing close, speaking in a volume only the two of them could hear, yet so cruelly chilling:

“Kneel down, bow your head in apology to Thanh Tuyet, to Kim Ha… perhaps I can still bestow upon you a little of the ‘kindness’ of the past.”

All around me, the laughter and the sounds of betting grew louder and louder, as if I were a piece of meat on a chopping block waiting to be bargained over.

The Gu family went bankrupt? My sister is stupid?

I let out a cold laugh.

They didn’t know that the “foolish older sister” they were talking about—that’s me—not only possessed superior martial arts skills, but also exceptional money-making abilities!

The Fu family and the Song family? In my eyes, they’re nothing more than ants that can be crushed at any time.

I suddenly reached out and grabbed Vice President Hành Sâm’s tie.

His eyes were filled with astonishment; he seemed completely unprepared for my defiance, and even less for my strength.

I lifted him off the ground like a garbage bag, aggressively tossing him toward the enormous wedding banquet table covered with a white tablecloth behind us!

“Boom — crash —!”

The exquisite tableware and wine glasses shattered instantly, sauce splattered everywhere, and he was awkwardly trapped in the mess, unable to move for a moment.

Before anyone could react, I swiftly darted towards Song Qingxue and her group of close friends.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

A series of brutal slaps left them dizzy and disoriented; the screams that had barely escaped their throats were immediately silenced by heavier punches.

I grabbed Song Qingxue’s hair and slammed her face into the cake tower next to us;

Turning around, she kicked the other person in the lower abdomen; the woman screamed in agony and convulsed, falling to the ground.

Finally, I grabbed Song Qingxue, who was trying to run away, and with a ripping sound, tore more than half of her expensive wedding dress.

“Gu Xiwei! How dare you! Ah—!”

“My father won’t forgive you! Ow!”

“Help! Brother Han Shen! Save me!”

Their shouts quickly turned into sobs and pleas for forgiveness.

I showed no mercy, targeting their weak points, inflicting excruciating pain without actually taking their lives. All I could do was leave them with bruised faces, disheveled hair, and torn clothes, looking utterly pathetic and miserable.

I ripped down the decorative silk ribbons, and with a few swift movements, I bound their hands and feet tightly. Without hesitation, I stripped off their outer garments, leaving only their undergarments.

Then they dragged the struggling, screaming people to the front of the stage, and used ropes with banners to hang them in front of the broken big screen.

“Ah—! Let me go!”

“Don’t look! Don’t look!”

“Gu Xiwei! I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!”

Song Qingxue and the others were in tears, their faces streaming with snot and tears, shouting in a mixture of shame and indignation.

The crowd below the stage quickly descended into chaos, with shouts and collisions echoing everywhere as everyone scrambled towards the main exit to escape.

At that moment, the bodyguards in black suits rushed forward en masse.

I dodged the incoming punch, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard. As he screamed in agony, I delivered a kick that sent him flying toward his accomplices.

They were like headless flies being toyed with by me, knocking over tables and chairs, struggling and unable to cope.

Taking advantage of the chaos, I nimbly reached into the pocket of a panicked customer, pulled out a phone, slipped behind a pillar, and quickly dialed a number.

The call was answered almost immediately.

“Tran Thang,” my voice was so calm it didn’t betray a hint of emotion.

“Immediately lead your men to the top floor banquet hall of the Grand Hotel. Furthermore, immediately mobilize all available resources to search for my sister and parents.”

After hanging up, I threw the phone back to the customer, who was frozen with fear.

Vice President Hành Sâm was struggling to get up from the wreckage of the banquet table, his eyes dark and menacing, as if he wanted to devour someone.

My lips curled into a sneer as I looked at them with a sinister gaze. Don’t rush, the real show… has only just begun.

Fu Hangsheng was so furious he almost lost his mind. He never imagined that Gu Xiwei, who had always been gentle and calm, possessed such fighting skills!

He yelled:

“Gu Xiwei! I’ve given you face, but you’re ungrateful, so don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Before he could finish speaking, he reached out to grab me again.

I leaned slightly to dodge, then used my hand to lock his wrist, using the momentum to throw him over my shoulder.

“Boom!” Fu Hangsheng was thrown violently onto the altar, the impact causing the white banners to sway.

Still frozen in front of the big screen, Song Qingxue screamed:

“What are you standing there for! Grab this crazy woman! Beat her! Beat her to death!”

“When you catch him, give him a hundred lashes first! Then make him walk barefoot through a bonfire! Bow his head in apology to us, and finally kneel on a bed of spikes, reciting prayers for my sister’s soul for seven days!”

The remaining bodyguards, now regaining their composure, charged forward in unison.

I didn’t even turn around, precisely catching each incoming punch, twisting it forcefully, the crisp sound of bones breaking and screams of agony echoing incessantly.

The entire hall gasped, falling into a deathly silence.

Someone, trembling, pulled out their phone to call the police.

Some people who knew the old story of the Gu family whispered among themselves:

“Does the Gu family have another daughter? The one who was called ‘the demoness’ when she was little…”

“I heard that genetic testing was a superpower back then… psychiatric hospitals had already signed up early!”

“Looking at the situation, it’s most likely her! This time, the Fu family has really provoked the King of Hell…”

I seemed to hear nothing, my mind was solely focused on my sister’s whereabouts.

I stepped one foot on Vice President Hành Sâm’s chest, looked down at him from above, and asked coldly:

“Where have you taken Gu Xiwei?”

Fu Hangsheng’s pupils contracted as he stared into my almost crazed eyes, as if for the first time he truly saw the person before him.

His lips trembled slightly, his face filled with terror:

“You’re not Hy Vi… who are you, really?!”

I bent down, grabbed his collar, and pulled him closer. A drop of blood from my temple fell onto his pale face.

My voice was very low, but every word was steeped in a chilling madness:

“The stone house, the drugs, the whereabouts of my sister, and even my parents.”

“Fu Hangsheng, Song Qingxue, you’d better explain everything to me in detail.”

My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a frenzy and oppression that sent shivers down people’s spines.

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind turning this wedding… into your actual funeral.”

No sooner had I finished speaking, and before Vice President Hành Sâm could even reply, a loud explosion suddenly rang out from the doorway.

“Bang!!”

The heavy double doors of the banquet hall were violently flung open from the outside!

Everyone looked over in horror, only to see a tall man standing against the light, radiating a suffocatingly low pressure.

Behind him was a dense mass of fully armed bodyguards, who instantly swarmed in, controlling all exits, their killing intent spreading everywhere.

Song Qingxue, who was crying in despair, recognized the person at a glance. Her eyes blazed with ecstatic joy, and she shrieked:

“Uncle! Uncle! Save me! Quickly catch this crazy woman! She wants to kill us!”

The person who arrived was Phó Đình Xuyên, Phó Hành Sâm’s uncle, a man whose power was so immense that he was rarely seen, like a dragon whose head was seen but its tail was never there.

His gaze first swept over Song Qingxue, who was hanging in front of the large screen, her clothes disheveled and in a terrible state. His pupils immediately contracted, a chilling sensation running to the bone.

Then, he saw Fu Hangsen lying on the ground, his body in a mess, his expression so grim it looked like it could drip water.

He didn’t even glance at me, walking straight towards Fu Hangsen, his voice as cold as a knife:

“Useless! Is that how you protect Thanh Tuyet? If I had known you were so incompetent, I would never have let go of her back then!”

Each word carries a heavy sense of disappointment and anger at not being able to befriend them.

After saying that, he finally looked at me.

Those eyes were like those looking at a lifeless object, cold, indifferent, carrying an absolute crushing force.

He didn’t bother to ask another question, just waved his hand dismissively.

Two fully armed bodyguards behind me immediately stepped forward, their arms raised, and a specially made, thin but gleaming, cold metallic mesh suddenly descended straight down onto my head!

The net was fitted with heavy weights, moving at incredible speed and covering a vast area. No matter how quick my reflexes were, I was bound in an instant. The more I struggled, the tighter the incredibly strong steel wire became, digging deeper into my flesh.

Phó Đình Xuyên stood high above, looking down at me struggling in the net, and snorted coldly.

“That clown, a mere prancing clown, dared to lay a hand on my people.”

“They brought this upon themselves.”

The situation reversed in an instant.

6

With just a glance from Fu Dingchuan, someone immediately stepped forward to untie the awkward restraints binding Song Qingxue and Fu Hangsen.

As soon as she was free, Song Qingxue threw herself into Fu Hangsheng’s arms, weeping profusely, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

The bodyguards in black suits silently blocked the entire passageway, like cold, impassive walls.

“Check everyone’s communication devices,” Phó Đình Xuyên ordered coldly.

His gaze swept across everyone present, and when it settled on Song Qingxue, a fleeting, almost imperceptible hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

“Make sure nothing that shouldn’t be leaked out.”

This protection fueled Song Qingxue’s fiery spirit, instantly making it burn even more fiercely.

She suddenly lifted her head from Fu Hangsheng’s embrace, tears still wet on her face, but her eyes had become filled with intense hatred.

She advanced step by step towards me—trapped in the wire mesh, unable to move—her lips curving into a cruel smile.

“You slut! Weren’t you so arrogant just a moment ago?!”

Before she could finish speaking, she used all her strength to slap me hard across the face!

“Bang!”

My cheek immediately swelled up and turned red, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of my mouth.

“Rip——!”

She grabbed my collar and yanked hard, tearing the fabric instantly and revealing a large patch of white skin.

Her close friends also surrounded me, punching and kicking me, each kick aimed at a sore spot, each punch filled with humiliation.

“Superhero genes? Ha, just a brainless lunatic!” a close friend spat contemptuously.

“I thought he was something special, but it turns out he was subdued with just one move from that little brat!” someone chimed in, twisting the flesh on my arm as they spoke.

Fu Hangsheng’s eyes darkened as he picked up the barbed cowhide whip he had prepared from the ground.

His wrist trembled, the whip whistling through the air, sending chills down my spine, before it viciously lashed down on me!

“Slap——!”

The sharp thorns tore through the flesh, an intense pain erupted instantly, and blood quickly stained the tattered clothes.

I let out a soft groan, gritting my teeth, swallowing back the cry of pain that was about to burst from my throat.

Song Qingxue laughed so hard she was shaking, then leaned down to my ear and whispered maliciously in a voice only I could hear:

“Does it hurt? Gu Xiwei’s older sister? Didn’t you want to know where your sister is? Don’t worry… wait until we’re tired of playing with you, then we’ll naturally take you to meet her!”

She stood up straight, looked around the hall, her gaze finally settling on the men with lecherous eyes, her voice rising, filled with wicked excitement:

“Hey! You guys! This woman is your reward! Play however you want, just don’t kill her!”

Her finger pointed toward the chaotic patch of ground in the middle of the hall:

“Right here! Let everyone see for themselves!”

The men were instantly invigorated, their faces filled with undisguised greed and lust, as if injected with adrenaline.

“Damn it, I’ve wanted to do this for a while now! I didn’t expect to actually be able to do it!”

“Young Master Fu’s wedding was truly worthwhile! And there were even extra acts! Haha!”

“Hurry up! You useless idiot, don’t block my way! Get out of the way, get out of the way!”

“Playing dead? I’ll show you what real skill is later!”

Amidst the foul language, several nauseating hands reached towards the torn hem of my dress.

Just as those filthy fingertips were about to touch me…

“Bang!!!”

An even more violent explosion erupted from the direction of the door!

The thick wooden door of the banquet hall was blown open from the inside!

A dark object, like a tattered sack, was thrown forcefully inside, landing directly on the banquet table.

It was one of the Fu family’s bodyguards who was standing guard at the door just now!

Immediately afterward, a team of men in all-black combat gear, more elite and exuding a chilling aura, stormed into the hall like a black wave!

Their movements were swift and silent, their eyes sharp as eagles, instantly reversing the situation and taking complete control of the scene. The immense pressure caused even the bodyguards brought by Fu Dingchuan to involuntarily take a step back!

All eyes, filled with terror, were focused on the leader of this uninvited group.

Many of the prominent figures in the hall turned pale the moment they saw his face, as if they had seen a ghost, and some even held their breath!

Even Phó Đình Xuyên—who had always been as calm as if he were fishing, seemingly with everything under control—suddenly had his pupils contract when he saw that person, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief and astonishment appeared on his face.

Almost instinctively, he immediately sprang up from his chair. His previous arrogant, dismissive demeanor vanished without a trace, replaced even by a hint of respect and tension.

7

The entire banquet hall fell into an eerie, suffocating silence.

The man’s cold gaze swept across the entire hall, finally settling on me—trapped in the wire mesh, my clothes tattered, my whole body covered in blood.

“Mr. Chen…?” Fu Dingchuan’s voice was extremely hoarse, even carrying a barely perceptible tremor, completely different from the cold tone he had used when scolding Fu Hangsen earlier. “You… why did you come in person?”

The visitor did not answer immediately.

His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his perfectly tailored black suit further accentuated his noble and aloof demeanor. His sharp, handsome face exuded the imposing aura of someone who had long held a high position.

He completely ignored Phó Đình Xuyên, whose face had turned pale, and walked directly towards me.

Those men who had just been eager to attack me, spewing foul language, were now terrified, scrambling away in fear, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

The man stopped in front of me and slowly squatted down.

To everyone’s horror, he respectfully bowed to me:

“Your subordinate, Tran Thang, is late. Greetings, Miss!”

The entire hall erupted in gasps, then fell into a deathly silence. All eyes were filled with disbelief.

“What did Mr. Tran just call her? Miss?”

“What is this woman’s background, ultimately?”

“Isn’t the Gu family already ruined? How could this happen…?”

Phó Hành Sâm was so terrified that the whip in his hand fell to the ground with a “thump,” his face filled with fear and bewilderment.

Phó Đình Xuyên frowned, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and took a step forward to inquire:

“Mr. Tran, is there… is there some kind of misunderstanding?”

Tran Thang slowly raised his eyes and looked towards Pho Dinh Xuyen, Pho Hanh Sam, and Tong Thanh Tuyet.

This time, his eyes were no longer calm, but like millennia-old ice suddenly shattering, filled with overwhelming rage and murderous intent.

“You people,” his voice wasn’t loud, but each word was like a thunderclap, reverberating in everyone’s soul, “how dare you lay a hand on the young lady?”

“Which filthy hands,” he asked slowly, word by word, his gaze like a visible blade sweeping across Song Qingxue’s ashen face, the trembling Fu Xingchen, and Fu Dingchuan’s forehead covered in cold sweat, “touched her?”

The group of people who had been so arrogant and aggressive just moments before were now as silent as cicadas in winter under his gaze, like sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Tran Thang tilted his head slightly, coldly ordering his subordinates standing rigidly behind him, his voice devoid of any warmth:

“Clean up the scene. All ‘guests’ check their phones, make sure no images have leaked, then ‘ask’ to leave.”

“And then there are these people…”

His gaze once again fell upon the pale-faced Fu Dingchuan and his companions, a cold, cruel smile curving his lips.

“Arrest them all.”

“Treat him well. Don’t kill him, leave him with a breath.”

“I want to ask for clarification in person…”

“The person I cherished so much, whom I wouldn’t even lay a finger on—who gave you the audacity to injure her to this extent?!”

His words were like a final verdict, completely shattering the last glimmer of hope for Phó Đình Xuyên and the others.

Song Qingxue’s legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground. A dark stain quickly spread across her skirt, and a strong, pungent urine smell filled the air. She was so frightened that she lost control of herself.

Fu Dingchuan’s face turned pale, and the veins on his temples twitched slightly.

He met Chen Sheng’s gaze, which could almost freeze someone, and tried to maintain some semblance of dignity:

“Mr. Tran has immense power and powerful backing; we… wouldn’t dare act recklessly.”

He paused for a moment, his tone suddenly becoming a little harsher:

“But you, sir, are so blind to right and wrong, wanting to judge our Fu and Song families as soon as you arrive. Do you really think there’s no law in this world?! I’m afraid that won’t do!”

Tran Thang didn’t immediately reply, not even glancing at Pho Dinh Xuyen, but carefully removed the wire mesh binding me with his own hands.

The cold steel wire left the flesh, bringing with it a burning, stinging sensation.

I gently rotated my numb wrist.

The next second, to the utter horror of everyone present, I suddenly raised my hand—

“Bang!”

A resounding slap, without a shred of mercy, landed squarely on Fu Dingchuan’s cold face!

8

Phó Đình Xuyên’s subordinates immediately tensed their muscles, but seeing Trần Thăng’s icy expression, no one dared to move.

In the blink of an eye, they were all subdued by Chen Sheng’s men and escorted away from the scene.

The arrogant expression that Fu Dingchuan had been trying to maintain finally crumbled completely. His voice softened, almost pleading:

“Mr. Tran… you see, everything is negotiable. Whether you want money or shares, just name your price, and I’ll…”

But Tran Thang didn’t even glance at him; his gaze remained calmly fixed on me from beginning to end.

My anger hadn’t subsided yet, so I swung my hand and slapped Tran Thang hard across the face!

“What kind of supervision is this?! After only a few days of hard work, my sister disappeared, my parents were in trouble, and you were completely unaware?!”

Tran Thang merely tilted his head slightly, a blush quickly appearing on his cheek. There was not a hint of resentment in his eyes; on the contrary, he bowed even more respectfully.

“My lady, it is my fault.”

I shook my still numb hand, then coldly looked towards Fu Dingchuan.

His voice was like an ice-cold blade, each word delivered with precision:

“Who is ultimately unable to distinguish right from wrong?!”

My gaze, like a sharp blade, swept across Fu Hangsheng’s pale face and Song Qingxue, who was trembling like a leaf:

“Ask your beloved grandson! Ask him what despicable things he’s done! Drugging, kidnapping, imprisonment, humiliation… is this the upbringing of the Fu family?!”

I suddenly took a step forward, staring intently at Fu Dingchuan:

“And what about that precious treasure you’ve been protecting! Where has it taken my sister?! Tell me!”

Phó Đình Xuyên recoiled half a step, his face turning pale, at my sudden outburst and questioning.

He stared in disbelief at Fu Hangsen and Song Qingxue, his voice trembling without him even realizing it:

“Xing Shen… Qing Xue… this… what she said… is it true?! What exactly have you all done?!”

Fu Hangsheng’s lips trembled, his eyes darted away, and he simply didn’t dare to look Fu Dingchuan in the eye.

Song Qingxue was so terrified that she was practically beside herself, desperately hiding behind Fu Hangsen, her face smeared with tears and snot, stammering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

“Ha…”

A cold, mocking laugh escaped from Tran Thang’s throat.

He subtly raised his hand, and a subordinate immediately handed him a tablet computer.

“Miss, there’s no need to ask any more questions.” Chen Sheng’s voice was calm, but it carried a sarcasm that saw through everything. “The second young lady has found it. It’s just… the baby is no longer here.”

His finger glided across the screen, and a surveillance video played—it was the scene of my sister being rescued from a gloomy stone house!

The little girl’s eyes were vacant, clearly not in a state of lucidity. Wrapped in a blanket and carefully protected by Chen Sheng, she was carried into an ambulance.

“Right there in the underground stone house behind the abandoned cement factory in the west of the city, damp and cold, there wasn’t even a decent bed.”

Tran Thang’s voice didn’t waver, but each word was like a knife piercing the heart:

“It has been confirmed that Song Qingxue ordered someone to administer a powerful hallucinogenic drug, in a dosage sufficient to destroy the nervous system. The second young lady has been taken to the most prestigious private hospital, and the team of specialists is doing everything possible to save her.”

His gaze, like that of someone looking at the dead, swept over the limp Song Qingxue and the on-the-spot Fu Hangsheng, then he dropped another heavy bombshell:

“Furthermore, the owners have been released on bail. After the Supreme People’s Procuratorate reviewed the case, all the so-called ‘criminal evidence’ previously leveled against the Gu Group was fabricated and slandered by Fu Hangsen and Song Qingxue in collusion. The complete and clear chain of evidence is verifiable.”

Tran Thang bowed before me:

“Everyone involved in this will give you and the Gu family a satisfactory answer.”

My sister was rescued, my parents were exonerated… the huge burden in my heart finally lifted.

A wave of cold pleasure, tinged with the smell of blood, slowly rose.

My lips curved into a cruel smile, my gaze sweeping over Fu Dingchuan’s ashen face, then over Fu Hangsheng and Song Qingxue, who were completely devastated, before finally looking out at the night falling outside the window, and I softly said:

“Answer? Answer to what?”

His voice was as gentle as a lover’s whisper, yet it sent every enemy plummeting into an icy abyss.

“Can’t you see? It’s already so cold.”

I tilted my head slightly and smiled at Tran Thang:

“It’s time for bankruptcy.”

Tran Thang immediately bowed, his voice firm and decisive:

“Yes! Everything will be done according to the young lady’s wishes!”

He then picked up the communication device and coldly issued an order:

“Act! The Fu Group and the Song Group will be acquired comprehensively and immediately. All illegal assets will be frozen and liquidated. All those involved in slandering the Gu Group, without exception, will be handed over to the authorities for prosecution!”

The moment the order was given, Phó Đình Xuyên finally couldn’t hold on any longer. He staggered a step, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood that stained his expensive suit jacket.

Phó Hành Sâm felt as if all his bones had been removed, and he collapsed limply to the ground, his eyes completely vacant.

Song Qingxue let out a bloodcurdling scream that didn’t sound human, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted, a filthy stain spreading beneath her…

Those guests who had just been eager to watch the play, even uttering rude remarks, were now all huddled in a corner, trembling like leaves in the wind, regretting that they had never been there.

I coldly glanced at this hellish scene, took the clean coat Chen Sheng offered, put it on, turned my back, stepped over the rubble and shattered pride, and walked out.

The night wind was bitterly cold, but it couldn’t blow away the pungent smell of blood.

For some people, winter has only just begun.

9

Six months later, the Fu and Song families had long since disappeared.

My sister’s health has fully recovered, and she never mentions the name Phó Hành Sâm again.

Then one morning, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared at my front gate.

Fu Hangsheng, dressed in ragged clothes and looking like a beggar, knelt outside the door, his voice hoarse as he called out my sister’s name:

“Hy Vi… I was wrong! It was all that bitch Song Qingxue’s fault for framing you! I misunderstood you!”

“Song Kim Ha didn’t jump off the building on her own… she was jealous of her sister and pushed her down herself!”

“It’s all her fault! I’ve locked her up here; she’ll never get out again. She’ll atone for your sins!”

“Hy Vi… I know you still have feelings for me… I beg you to look at me one more time… just forgive me, and I will treat you well for the rest of my life!”

The glass in my sister’s hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattering with a deafening crack.

I glanced over coldly, thinking that she would still have some doubts.

But it merely glanced indifferently out the window, as if looking at some disgusting piece of garbage:

“Oh, you filthy thing, don’t block the door.”

“Hurry up and sweep it.”

I nodded in satisfaction, my eyes subtly shifting, and Chen Sheng immediately understood my intention.

The sounds of crying outside the door gradually faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

But soon after, a bloodcurdling scream echoed from afar.

Tran Thang quickly returned, lowering his voice as he reported:

“Miss, Song Qingxue escaped from prison… and stabbed Fu Hangsen on the way out.”

I took the tablet, and on the screen, Song Qingxue’s hair was disheveled like a bird’s nest, her whole body was filthy, her eyes were wild, and she was stabbing Fu Xingchen with each swift, ruthless stab.

She stabbed and screamed at the same time:

“What do you think you are? You’re greedy and greedy! And you want to blame everything on me? He harmed you so terribly… and you still go looking for him?!”

“I’ll cut your tendons… let’s see if you can still come here!”

She laughed like a madwoman, clearly having lost her mind completely.

I chuckled softly; it was nothing more than a dog-eat-dog fight, utterly boring.

“Is Phó Hành Sâm really dead?”

“He’s still clinging to life.”

“Save him so he’ll live; letting him die like this is too convenient for him.”

“Yes. Song Qingxue has been escorted to a psychiatric hospital; she will spend the rest of her life there.”

“Very good.”

I smiled contentedly.

My sister seemed not to hear anything, she just looked out the window and whispered:

“Sister, look, the flowers have bloomed.”

I looked at the little girl tenderly, and smiled softly.

Yes, spring has arrived, and my little sister has finally been reborn.

In the yard, my parents walked hand in hand, the sunlight falling on us, our family was harmonious and warm.

I also gradually became more gentle and polite.

Just make sure absolutely no one lays a hand on my sister!