"Does it hurt?" Qin Zhiluo looked at his wounds with a cold expression.

Long Yanli dared not speak, for anything he said now would be wrong. He took the little girl's hand and held it tightly.

"Why did you provoke him?" Qin Zhiluo appeared calm on the surface, but her slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light, as if two sharp blades were hidden inside.

Fine beads of sweat quietly appeared on Long Yanli's forehead, slowly sliding down his temples. Ignoring his wounds, he held her tightly.

“Baby, it was him who sent me the location. He provoked me first, but I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have kept it from you,” Long Yanli said, kissing her hair with a pitiful expression.

Qin Zhiluo narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand to pat his head, and said, "Anyone who dares to cheat me will pay the price."

"Eat first," Qin Zhiluo went next door and got him some congee.

"Feed me!" Long Yanli, because of his injury, shamelessly took advantage of the little girl.

Li Huangchen, with his "three-in-one" demeanor, sat casually in the chair.

Fu Yiming, the "manipulator," sipped his tea with elegant manners.

"Bomb!" Long Yi looked at his hand full of good cards.

"Damn, you even bombed a three-of-a-kind with a single card!" Li Huangchen hurriedly flipped over his own cards.

"Keep your voice down," Junlin said, looking at Guandu sleeping in his arms. He hadn't slept well last night.

Li Huangchen gave an "OK" sign, "A royal flush."

Qin Zhilu made a phone call, "I need weapons."

"Ancestor, who are you going to attack?" The arms dealer, Fudeli, was wondering who was so unfortunate as to have offended this ancestor, upon hearing the name of the weapon she mentioned.

"OK, I'll send it to you now." Fudri's weapons are distributed all over the world.

"Thanks," Qin Zhiluo said, her eyes flashing with a fierce determination as she plotted something.

Qin Zhiluo entered the ward, and the doctor was examining him.

The doctor is negotiating with Long Yanli, saying that he needs at least a week of rest.

"Okay, thank you, doctor." Qin Zhilu glared at Long Yanli.

"Eat this," Qin Zhiluo handed him a bottle.

Long Yanli ate it without the slightest hesitation.

“We’re going back tomorrow, and you’re not allowed to work in the fields for two weeks,” Qin Zhiluo said, giving him no room to argue.

"Okay," Long Yanli readily agreed, showing great pragmatism.

night

The medicine Qin Zhiluo gave Long Yanli had a hypnotic effect; he wouldn't wake up until she returned.

The majestic villa atop the mountain was hidden in the night, with only a few windows letting out a dim yellow light, like the narrowed eyes of a wild beast.

Qin Zhiluo was dressed in a black bodysuit, bathed in moonlight that cast a faint silver glow upon her. Her high ponytail made her look like an elf in the night.

She concealed herself from everyone around her and planted the bomb throughout the villa. She stood at the villa entrance, backlit, exuding a cold aura.

She kicked open the villa door, and a group of people rushed out and surrounded her. "Stop, or we'll shoot."

Qin Zhiluo acted as if she hadn't heard them, striding forward to the hall.

None of them dared to fire, because they had recognized her as Queen, the number one assassin in the Purple Division.

"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for so long." Zi Ye's eyes were fixed on her like a hunter locking onto its prey.

"You hurt my man," Qin Zhiluo said coldly, toying with a sharp knife in her hand. She casually tossed it aside, shaving off a lock of hair from his sideburns.

"Hahaha, I love you just the way you are." He suddenly stood up, his expression instantly contorted, his features almost squeezed together, and veins bulging on his forehead. "You can only be mine."