Hua Rong just wanted to see the male and female leads try to kill her but couldn't!

We should seek justice for the original owner.

"Sister Hua Rong, it's your turn to go on stage."

Having finished her makeup and changed into her costume, Hua Rong smiled at her reflection in the mirror and gracefully stepped onto the stage.

"The vibrant colors of spring have faded, leaving only broken wells and crumbling walls. What a waste of such a beautiful day! Whose courtyard now enjoys such delightful pleasures..."

Her steps were like a gentle breeze swaying willows, and her words were like the soft murmur of swallows.

Looking up, her eyes were misty, and one glance was enough to captivate one's attention, making one hold their breath.

With a flowing water sleeve, she sings a scene from The Peony Pavilion.

The melodious sound, the gentle tune, is wonderful to the ear, like a light drizzle or the gentle breeze of apricot blossoms.

When the opera ended, everyone present couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, followed by thunderous applause.

Jin Ming and Liu Feixia exchanged a glance before quickly separating.

They had to admit, or rather, everyone present had to admit, that the name Rong Huang was truly fitting.

Or rather, neither of these two words is enough to describe her grace and charm on the stage.

It was a mysterious allure that made you willing to shorten your lifespan by ten years just by giving her a single glance.

After watching this scene, many people are curious about what kind of person Ronghuang is after removing her heavy makeup.

Ha, what a cunning and treacherous man!

Jin Ming stared at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "You're dreaming!"

Looking at Jin Ming's humiliated appearance, Hua Rong suddenly remembered the handsome young man in a certain world who was almost sexually assaulted by the original owner of this body.

She smiled, leaned on the table, and stared intently at him with her almond-shaped eyes: "Commander Jin, you can't possibly not understand which is more important, the request I made or the secret I'm keeping for you!"

"Click"

Jin Ming cocked the gun, then pressed it against Hua Rong's head, his eyes sinister: "Are you threatening me?"

Hua Rong found it extremely boring; she clearly didn't like this warlord.

She pushed the gun away, her expression turning colder: "Are 100,000 small yellow croakers a lot? Then I'll let Chief Liu in too, so she can see that you value 100,000 small yellow croakers more than she does, oh wait, and your children too!"

"Bang"

The bullet grazed Hua Rong's ear, drawing a trickle of blood!

"presumptuous!"

Erguang rushed in from outside, followed by a man in a Western-style suit holding a bouquet of lilacs.

In his haste, the man trampled the delicate lilac blossoms on the ground as he entered, turning them into mud.

"Jin Ming! You son of a bitch!"

"Bang"

Erguang fired back, his shot just grazing Jinming's ear.

The man who came in later helped Hua Rong up, his face full of gloom, but his tone was gentle: "How are you?"

Hua Rong glanced at him, but showed no surprise and shook his head.

She touched her ear, her eyes darkening, and her smile vanished: "It seems Commander Jin really dislikes me. In that case..."

The next moment, Hua Rong appeared behind Jin Ming at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

In an instant, they snatched his gun and disarmed him.

Then he kicked him hard in the back of the knee, making him kneel on the ground.

The next second, he appeared in front of him again and slapped him ten times.

"Slap slap slap"

When the others saw him again, Jin Ming was already kneeling on the ground, his face covered with handprints, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his hands were deformed.

Hua Rong sat back down in her previous seat, her expression indifferent.

"How is this possible?!"

"This is impossible!"

"How could it be so fast?!"

Jin Ming didn't even have time to be angry; he just stared at Hua Rong in disbelief, shocked by her incredible speed!

The other two people in the room remained calm.

Hua Rong stared coldly at Jin Ming, not answering her question, and fiddled with the gun she had taken from him.

"Commander Jin, have I never told you that not only do you hate me, but I hate you too! The only reason I'm giving you this chance to keep your secret is because you've killed so many living people!"

"Smack!"

She slammed the gun on the table in front of her, her voice turning icy: "Your gun should be pointed at those traitors, at those foreigners who invaded our country, not at me!"

Jin Ming remained silent, then finally stood up, leaning on the table, and said, "This is my fault, but I can't come up with 100,000 goldfish."

Hua Rong scoffed and glanced at him. "Er Guang, give us the information and point your guns at your compatriots, Governor Jin."

Jin Ming gritted his teeth, a hint of self-reproach and regret flashing across his face.

After gritting his teeth and putting the bones in his hands back in place, he stood with his eyes down, saying nothing.

"Get out of the way!"

Just then, a shout came from the courtyard outside the room.

Upon hearing the sound, Jin Ming abruptly went out the door and strode quickly outside.

A hint of mockery flashed in Hua Rong's eyes. She covered her ears and said quietly, "Erguang, did you see that? This is what a man in love looks like. No matter how great a person is, he can be blinded by this. Don't be like that in the future, it's too stupid!"

Erguang glanced at her quickly, then took a first-aid kit from a cabinet and silently cleaned Huarong's wounds.

Hua Rong closed her eyes and said nothing more.

As for the other person, he glanced silently at the trampled lilac blossoms on the ground, leaned against the window, and looked at the Minjiang River below without saying a word.

The previously noisy room became quiet for a moment.

"Erguang, let them in. The brothers must all be injured. Give them some silver dollars and let them rest for three days."

"yes."

Erguang gave a muffled reply and left the room.

When they returned, Liu Feixia and Jin Ming were following behind them.

The two people's almost identical icy aura caused the temperature in the room to drop significantly.

When Liu Feixia saw Hua Rong's bandaged ears, she paused for a moment, glanced at Jin Ming, and didn't say anything.

Hua Rong glanced at them, then his gaze finally settled on Liu Feixia.

【How about it? 】

There are no traces of a system, but... her soul doesn't seem to belong to this world.

Hua Rong understood and nodded to Er Guang.

Erguang then handed a document to Jinming.

"Look at this, Commander Jin."

Jin Ming ignored her sarcastic tone, opened the file, his face growing increasingly dark, and finally growled, "This is impossible!"

"Oh"

Hua Rong was truly exasperated. "What? Does Commander Jin not believe that his uncle is colluding with the Yang people? Does he not believe that his brother is exploiting the people? Does he not believe that his trusted subordinates are killing innocent people to gain military merit?"

Hua Rong's voice grew louder and louder until it was like a thunderbolt, causing Jin Ming to stagger backward until he leaned against the wall, speechless with shock.

Hua Rong threw the gun at him: "Commander Jin, you can point a gun at me, but can't you point it at them? I'm not asking for 100,000 small fry!"

Jin Ming gripped the gun tightly, as if trying to release the violence within him.