This person was actually in the right from beginning to end; after all, it was first come, first served, and he had the right to refuse Erhu.

But his reaction seemed too much like he was deliberately stirring up trouble, especially since he intentionally or unintentionally dragged these innocent bystanders into it.

Chuanliu felt something was off; everything seemed to have happened too suddenly, so suddenly that it defied logic.

As I was pondering this, a muffled "Ugh!" suddenly came from not far away.

All that could be seen was Mu Tou protecting Hua Jie, while Er Hu delivered a solid blow to his back.

Erhu used all his strength in that blow, tearing a deep gash in the fabric of the clothes behind the wooden figure. A shocking gash appeared, and blood gushed out like a flood, staining his clothes red.

Wood struggled to keep from falling onto Sister Hua, but the impact of the blow was too strong. His consciousness began to blur, and his eyelids, like two heavy lead weights, opened and closed uncontrollably, as if they would close completely at any moment.

"Brother Wood!"

Sister Hua held the man's face in her hands and screamed in a tearful voice.

Chuanliu and Zhuiming exchanged a glance; the tension intensified. They knew they shouldn't linger, or they might expose their identities. They skillfully evaded the gangsters' attacks while silently moving towards the stairs.

Sister Hua realized the urgency of escaping. She wiped away her tears, quickly got up from the ground, helped the man up, and murmured, "Let's go back to the room, back to the room..."

With that, she took the wooden piece and ran towards the room closest to them.

As she reached the corner of the corridor, she happened to run into Chuanliu and Zhuiming, and kindly invited them in a low voice, "My room is nearby, come with me!"

However, at that moment, Erhu's men discovered their intentions and charged at them, brandishing their clubs.

Sister Hua reacted quickly, took out her key, and opened the door as fast as she could. Chuanliu and Zhuiming saw this and immediately followed.

Before the gangsters could rush up, the four men had already slipped into the room.

The henchmen gave chase, kicking the door a few times, but were soon recalled by Erhu, who then focused their firepower on dealing with Chen Qingmo.

Sister Hua kept her eyes tightly shut, her body trembling as she pressed herself against the door. Only when the sounds outside faded into the distance did she let out a long breath, and as if all her strength had been drained, she slid down the door and collapsed to the floor.

It took Sister Hua a while to recover. She looked up, her eyes still flashing with a hint of panic, but she tried her best to keep her voice calm as she asked Chuanliu beside her, "You guys...aren't you hurt?"

Chuanliu shook his head.

Sister Hua was about to say something when she was interrupted by a cough. She then realized what was happening and immediately ran to Wood's side.

"Brother Mutou, how are you?" Sister Hua asked anxiously. She carefully lifted the cloth covering Mutou's back, revealing bloody wounds. "I'll stop the bleeding for you right away. You must hold on!"

She quickly tore off a clean piece of cloth, folded it into several layers, and pressed it tightly onto the wound on the wood. Then she took another longer piece of cloth and carefully wrapped it around the wood from the waist to bandage the wound.

After finishing all this, Sister Hua finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves released, and tears welled up involuntarily. "We have no grudge against those people, how could they be so unreasonable! They are such scoundrels, sob sob sob..."

Chuanliu stepped forward and silently patted the woman's shoulder, offering her symbolic comfort.

Upon entering the room, her first reaction was to take in the layout and arrangement of the room.

The layout and furnishings of this house were no different from theirs. The couple didn't have much luggage, which was mostly spread out on the table. Two sets of clothes were hanging to dry in the bathroom, and a pair of matching toothbrushes were on the sink.

Everything is as usual.

Chuanliu's gaze turned to the door again. Just now, Sister Hua had accidentally dropped the door key on the ground because she was too excited.

She picked up the key, glanced at it briefly, and handed it to Sister Hua, saying, "Sister Hua, why is your room key a little different from ours?"

"Keys? How can keys be the same?"

Sister Hua looked at her blankly, not understanding what the girl meant.

Chuanliu took out his key. Hua Jie's key had a heart-shaped end, while Chuanliu's key had a spherical end.

Sister Hua didn't pay any attention. Her eyes remained fixed on Mu Tou as she casually said to Chuan Liu, "Each room in this hotel has a different key on the back. Otherwise, without a number, how would the owner tell which key belongs to which room?"

Chuanliu nodded without saying anything, seemingly lost in thought.

While keeping Mu Tou in a comfortable position, Sister Hua sighed and said, "What time is it? You still have time to worry about these things. Xiao Ni, go and listen outside to see if the fighting is still going on. Brother Mu Tou is injured and hungry. If he doesn't eat something, how can his body take it?"

The sounds of fighting continued inside the lobby, and the rain outside kept pouring down.

Chuanliu lifted a corner of the tightly closed curtains in the room, but little sunlight came in; instead, she was greeted by the continuous dripping of raindrops.

She turned to the others in the room and asked, "Who is this Chen Qingmo? How dare she go head-to-head with 'Two of Spades'?"

Sister Hua shook her head and said indignantly, "Never heard of him, what an unreasonable kid!"

Zhuiming shook his head, indicating that he did not know him.

Chuanliu carefully recalled Chen Qingmo's every move just now, and her intuition told her that the man's appearance here and the occurrence of this kind of thing were definitely not accidental.

Chen Qingmo...

Chen Qingmo...

Mo...Qingchen?

The girl suddenly turned around from the window, her gaze seemingly trying to penetrate the door and shoot straight at the young man who was dealing with Erhu and Jiuren.

If this is still a coincidence, then there are far too many coincidences on Paradise Island.

The assassin from last night once said that Mo Qingchen is a high-level assassin from the "Dark Gate," renowned for his disguise skills.

Could that young man be the legendary assassin Mo Qingchen?

But if he were Mo Qingchen, how would he know that the previous assassin was already dead? If the previous assassin was not dead, according to the rules, he could not take action; otherwise, even if he succeeded, the money would be attributed to the previous assassin.

Furthermore, what exactly is the purpose of this man suddenly putting on such a show today?

To kill her?

So how can he achieve his goal?

Could it be that Mo Qingchen naively wanted her to die "accidentally" at the hands of that Erhu brother?