A month later, Zhao Batian, who had been busy developing and making money and had many enemies, was attacked from all sides. Without the help of Situ Yutong and her family's influence, the Batian Group collapsed overnight. The huge company fell apart, became insolvent, and the billionaire became a penniless man who couldn't repay his debts.

Walking into the empty Batian Group building, Ji Xiaoxiao smiled at the woman in front of her, "An Ye, you've finally decided to step out from behind Zhao Batian."

If it weren't to lure out An Ye, how could Ji Xiaoxiao have allowed Zhao Batian to leave the countryside? Although the original owner's wish didn't explicitly state that An Ye should die a horrible death, would a daughter let her mother's murderer go unpunished?

"You choose the path to heaven but not the path to hell, you come here by chance, I..." Before An Ye could finish speaking, Ji Xiaoxiao teleported to An Ye's side, her fair hand gripping his neck. "I can't kill Zhao Batian, and I can't even handle a nobody like you. You'll die young if you keep chattering."

With a slight exertion of force, she pressed to one side, and with a "crack," Dark Night's neck snapped. Dragging Dark Night's corpse, Ji Xiaoxiao made her way unimpeded to Zhao Batian's office.

Zhao Batian stood before the French windows, his tall, muscular back dark and menacing. His hands were behind his back, and the hot breath he exhaled caused a cloud of white mist to rise from the window. "The fact that you didn't die back then is the biggest question I've ever had. Now that you dare to come here alone, explain it to me before you die!"

Ji Xiaoxiao flung the corpse of Dark Night at Zhao Batian. Zhao Batian dodged to the side, and Dark Night smashed through the glass and fell onto the street. Ignoring their past relationship, Zhao Batian ignored Dark Night and immediately attacked Ji Xiaoxiao after dodging.

For two years, Ji Xiaoxiao diligently cultivated, but she was still no match for Zhao Batian. After several rounds, Ji Xiaoxiao was breathing more and breathing less, and she was not far from death.

"If you want to die easily now that you've fallen into my hands, you'd better tell me honestly how you escaped my Zhu Rong's attack that time?" Zhao Batian grabbed Ji Xiaoxiao's hair, forcing her to look him in the eye.

"Hahahaha, Zhao Batian, you're a fool! If I'm going to die, you'll die too!" Ji Xiaoxiao, in a final burst of energy, unleashed boundless strength, grabbed Zhao Batian, and lunged towards the French windows.