Chapter 200
"I've told you my identity, so what about you?" He stared intently at Ling Wu, showing no concern for He Tinglan on the other side.
The woman held an umbrella, and rainwater slid down its edge, like a string of beads protecting her from the wind and rain.
A gentle smile graced her face, but though her red lips parted slightly without uttering a sound, Ye Ti saw it clearly—
[Duan Lingwu, an intelligence agent for the Huaxia Guolong Bureau.]
He shook his head and chuckled, finally curving his lips into a smile. "Miss Duan, stay tuned. But before that, I think I should get my chip back first."
Ye Ti brushed her wet hair back and walked step by step toward He Tinglan.
He Tinglan's bloodshot eyes then fell on Ye Ti, his tone still cold and calm:
"As long as I'm here, you can't take her away."
Raindrops slid down his hair and onto his cheeks, and a sense of anticipation flickered in his heart.
Perhaps she will see him? Not as his mother.
But he was destined to be disappointed.
Because Lingwu didn't go to see him at all, nor did she go to see Yeti. She simply walked to the cellar, the place where she could shelter from the wind and rain.
He Tinglan kept his eyes on Ling Wu's figure, and when he saw that she was indeed standing in front of the cellar as he had said, he couldn't help but smile.
"Cute." He uttered that word for no apparent reason.
Lingwu gazed into the distance; in the silent darkness, she could see nothing, but one thing was certain:
It's definitely not deserted.
Night Cry still turned back to Ling Wu and asked, "Miss Duan, who do you think will win, him or me?"
A single sentence made He Tinglan's raised hand freeze in mid-air, and he also turned his head slightly, his eyes swirling with emotion:
"Wuwu, do you want me to win?"
Ling Wu met the gaze of two similar eyes, both clean and clear, but one eye was bloodshot and the other had a dark, turbulent depth.
"I hope Lanlan wins." The woman's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for both of them to hear.
The smile on Ye Ti's lips gradually faded.
A shimmering light appeared on the pure white wings on the back of his hand.
The raindrops hovered for a moment half a foot above him before vanishing into nothingness.
“It’s okay. He’s been with you for so many years, you must want him to win. But afterwards, I can stay by your side for thousands and thousands of years. I can provide you with countless bodies. We can be together. I can give you… immortality.”
He Tinglan, however, understood Ling Wu's meaning.
If it were the old He Tinglan, she would have hoped he would win without hesitation.
But now, He Tinglan, who has coveted her for many years and violated human ethics, is no longer the "Lanlan" she spoke of.
He Tinglan's heart was like a raging sea, and with a palm strike filled with hatred for Ye Ti, he smashed it towards the man in front of him!
Why do they all insist on showing up in front of her the day before her birthday?
If it weren't for the meddling of this so-called father, as time passed and he grew up, the people around Wu Wu would have aged one by one...
Maybe Wuwu will accept him!
He finally waited until Wu Wu and He Cheng divorced, finally got the company back in his hands, and finally Wu Wu became a little more intimate with him...
Thirteen years, he waited for thirteen years!
But now, he has ruined it all!
His hatred was intense, and his palm strikes were fierce, each punch aimed directly at Ye Ti's vital point!
"Why did you come back?" He Tinglan's usually cold eyes became extremely alluring due to the bloodlust.
Night Cry would always take a few extra glances into his eyes, and when she dodged, she always managed to perfectly avoid his attacks.
Upon hearing this, Night Cry said calmly, "I'm tired of playing. I need to go home."
Then, he smiled and said, "But now, I also want to bring Miss Duan home."
"Dream on." He Tinglan's grip tightened even more.
At this moment, Ye Ti increased the force in his hand and slammed He Tinglan hard against the wall!
His hand gripped He Tinglan's neck, the wings on the back of his hand glowing faintly. In that instant, Yexiao's fingertips pierced He Tinglan's throat.
"Whether you like it or not, what I want will eventually come into my hands," Night Cry said softly.
The bloodstains on He Tinglan's neck are slowly healing.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Ye Ti's eyes, but only for a moment before Ye Ti regained his usual calm. "In such a short time, you actually dared to try and control my chip?"
The chip is another form of identification, distinct from the white wings on the back of the hand.
This is a level of technology that carbon-based life forms could not explore even in billions of years.
His name is revered as a deity by various countries, and fear, piety, longing, and prayer are all nourishment for energy. Over the past ten years, the energy inside the chip has been plentiful.
As he was pondering, he was caught off guard and subdued by He Tinglan.
He Tinglan angrily smashed the night cry!
But he couldn't help but glance at Ling Wu, and saw her looking at him with worry in her eyes.
His initial resentment also subsided somewhat.
Fortunately, she still had feelings for him.
Ling Wu withdrew her gaze, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two men occasionally flashing a few streaks of light in their hands.
Seeing this scene in this modern dimension always evokes a sense of strangeness.
At least those who witnessed this scene through Ling Wu, no matter how well they controlled their facial expressions, still couldn't help but reveal disbelief in their eyes.
The rainwater mixed with muddy water, making the two people, who were originally clean and tidy, look rather dirty.
"Either you go back yourself, or you die here," the boy's voice was low and hoarse.
Night Cry scoffed dismissively, "You think you can take me on?"
Raindrops rolled down He Tinglan's cheeks, her voice clear and cold: "Just because of me."
"Such a boastful tone." Ye Ti remained calm, but a slight ripple had already stirred within her.
She's a promising talent; if she could be born there, perhaps...
Ye Ti's fingers traced a line across He Tinglan's chest, splattering blood onto his hand and spreading across his palm.
"Unfortunately, carbon-based life forms have too many weaknesses." Night Cry seemed to have gotten tired of playing with it and let go of its hand.
He Tinglan moved slightly, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, Ye Ti took the thin piece out from his chest.
“The carbon-based life forms say you will have an afterlife, so pray that you won’t be reborn on such a backward planet,” Night Cry said softly.
His words sounded extremely cold in the rain.
He didn't see that a faint light left the chip and flew towards Ling Wu.
Ye Ti turned around, and behind her came the loud thud of He Tinglan falling to the ground.
Because he had lost all his strength, He Tinglan was unable to even activate his body's defensive instincts when he fell.
So much so that when he finally crashed heavily into the rain, the splashing mud and blood from his chest stained his dark shirt even darker.
He looked up, gazing at the ever-clean figure of the woman standing under the lamp.
Luckily, he was wearing a black shirt, otherwise so much blood would have frightened her.
He gritted his teeth, clinging tightly to Ye Ti's legs, forcing a smile as he pleaded in Ling Wu's direction, "Don't listen to him. On their planet, humans are just domesticated animals. Don't go..."
Ye Ti lightly tapped the thin slice in his hand, and the boy who was holding his leg couldn't help but let go.
"you……"
"If you were given another three months, you might be able to change the ownership of the chip, but unfortunately, my chip won't be away from me for more than half a month."
He Tinglan bit her tongue, but had no room to resist.
Why is it that even as an adult, I still can't do anything?
Ye Ti ignored him and walked up to Ling Wu. "If you come with me, I can spare his life."
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