The moonlight was bright tonight, making Su Xi's figure appear infinitely long. Her brightly colored long dress fluttered as she walked, resembling a cluster of large red flowers blooming towards the moon.

Everyone who saw it would take a second look.

But to Mr. Sun, this woman was a devil.

After running for a while, thinking she had shaken off Su Xi, President Sun looked back and saw the charming woman following behind her, smiling seductively at her.

If he hadn't seen how fiercely she hit people, Mr. Sun would definitely have been completely infatuated with her and would only want to escape this awful place and get rid of this terrifying woman.

His legs felt like they were filled with lead, extremely weak, and although he wanted to rush forward, his speed kept slowing down.

No.

He must escape from here.

Once they're in a busy street, this woman will definitely behave herself.

Mr. Sun charged forward with all his might, but Su Xi followed him like a shadow.

Mr. Sun cursed, "Where did this nobody, a nobody who's been smeared by everyone, get her skills?"

"Mr. Sun, if you don't hurry, I'll catch up."

A sinister voice came from behind him, and it echoed back.

Mr. Sun has never been this frightened before.

In particular, it was noticeable that Su Xi casually draped the stick over his shoulder, which was stained with blood—the blood of the thugs from earlier.

His blood seemed to freeze, and all he wanted to do was escape.

We absolutely cannot let Su Xi catch us!

Otherwise, he would definitely end up like those thugs.

Those people are skilled, tough, and can withstand a beating.

He spends most of his time in the office, and with all the excessive playing around he's had over the years, his body is incredibly weak. He gets so tired from running that he almost collapses, so he has no energy left to fight against Su Xi.

"Mr. Sun, I'm here."

Su Xi laughed as if she were playing a game, her laughter clear and melodious.

She caught up with President Sun very quickly.

Mr. Sun was so frightened that his glasses tilted to one side and his whole body was trembling. "Su, Su Xi, it was just a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please let me go. I promise I will take a detour if I see you again."

"It's too late."

Su Xi sneered, holding the stick in her hand, and approached step by step.

Mr. Sun clutched his back and tried to run, but the stick slammed heavily into his back.

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

Mr. Sun collapsed to the ground.

The pitiful howl startled the birds perched on the eaves.

"Su Xi, you bitch, how dare you hit me! I'll kill you when I get the chance!" President Sun was in excruciating pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

His glasses had fallen to the ground, his face was pale, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.

Su Xi narrowed her eyes and slammed the stick into his leg again. "With such a foul mouth, you might as well... sew it up!"

"No, don't..." Before Mr. Sun could utter a sound, a flash of light appeared, and a bloodstain appeared on the corner of his lips.

He touched it, and his palm was covered in the color of blood.

"You're not an ordinary person. Who exactly are you?" At this moment, President Sun truly realized that Su Xi was extraordinary.

An obscure celebrity not only has great fighting skills, but also a ruthlessness that most people can't match.

It's as if someone who has been in a high position for many years has a ruthless and decisive nature.

Even after so many years in the business world, he couldn't develop her kind of aura.

Su Xi played with the stick in her hand, then suddenly stepped on her lower abdomen. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Not far away, on the rooftop.

Zhou Jingming stood in the wind, a cigarette dangling from his mouth and his hands in his pockets.

Tonight he was dressed in all black, which blended perfectly with the night, making him appear even more mysterious and domineering.

He seems to suit black better than white.

White makes him appear dissolute and carefree, while black better accentuates his cold and sinister aura.

At this moment, he quietly looked at the people below, took out his cigarette, flicked off the ash, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Sun, how dare you provoke her?

They think they've lived too long!

You should know that the person in front of you is the Lord of Qianye Pavilion. Even he, after being entangled with her for three years, has not necessarily gained the upper hand. How dare a mere weakling in the business world provoke the Lord of Qianye Pavilion?

Zhou Jingming narrowed his phoenix eyes and clearly saw Su Xi smash a stick into President Sun's body.

This is serious; the ribs are definitely broken.

Given Mr. Sun's lack of yang energy, he won't be able to get out of bed for at least half a year without spending it in the hospital.

Zhou Jingming took a few more puffs of his cigarette, then turned and left the rooftop.

He asked Yuan Shen to investigate Su Xi's activities over the past five years, but they never got any concrete clues.

The woman didn't want anyone to know her identity and intentionally erased all traces, so further investigation wouldn't uncover anything.

Although he didn't know how she joined Fengxiang Pavilion and became the current Thousand Nights Pavilion Master, Zhou Jingming had a premonition that Su Xi was far more complicated than he had imagined.

But this did not diminish his feelings for her.

From the moment he learned Su Xi's identity, he felt fortunate that she had the ability to protect herself.

It's not surprising in this industry that the powerful look down on the weak. A nobody like him will inevitably have a tough time, enduring ridicule and humiliation.

She's skilled, so those people can't bully her.

He was also pleasantly surprised that they were the same kind of people, or even mortal enemies.

It's unclear what expression the woman will have when she learns his true identity on the day it's revealed.

Zhou Jingming was secretly looking forward to this day.

Absolutely hilarious!

...

Su Xi had no intention of killing President Sun. The reason she went to such lengths to play along with him was simply because he had touched a nerve.

She hates being called a slut more than anything in her life.

He was already incredibly lucky that she didn't cut out his tongue; if she really angered him, Mr. Sun wouldn't live to see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Grandma, Actress Su, my ancestors, I deserve to die for my foul mouth," President Su begged for mercy while slapping herself repeatedly. Her already bruised face swelled up like a pig's head, and blood kept flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Su Xi felt nauseous.

"You know what will happen if you come knocking on my door again." Su Xi was too lazy to argue with him anymore and was about to leave.

Suddenly, she stopped abruptly and slowly turned her head to look to her right.

The rooftop was deserted.

The lights were still shining brightly.

She felt something strange above her head, as if someone was watching her.

That feeling of being pricked by needles sent chills down her spine.

Could it be that she's being too sensitive and misread it?

"Go to hell!"

In the blink of an eye, I heard a noise behind me.