Chapter 307 Young Master Lin's clock ticked on the wall...
The clock ticked on the wall.
Although there were many people in the living room, it was eerily quiet. The ticking of the clock kept striking at everyone's hearts, making them feel oppressed.
Young Master Lin looked at her with a half-smile: "Miss Sang?"
Sang Zhitao heard a faint metallic sound coming from the two people behind her.
That was the faint sound of a knife popping out of its sheath.
Sang Zhitao still shook her head.
She wouldn't mind being frank with someone like the cunning Xue family or a close friend like Lin Luoluo.
After all, she believed that Lin Luoluo would not hurt her, and even if the Xue family did, she would have the ability to protect herself.
However, Lin Shao was ruthless and had Zhi Feng as a hostage, which made Sang Zhi Tao hesitant to confess.
If the other party becomes greedy, she is not sure if she can protect Zhifeng, especially since Zhifeng seems to have some negative feelings towards her now.
Sang Zhitao looked up at Zhifeng, trying to see through her silent exterior to understand her inner thoughts.
Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything.
Young Master Lin was getting impatient. He tapped his fingers on the table a few times and said, "Miss Sang."
After hesitating for a moment, Sang Zhitao shook her head.
Young Master Lin's expression turned completely grim this time.
He waved to the two people standing behind Sang Zhitao.
He glared fiercely at Sang Zhitao and said, "Then please stay as a guest, Sang Zhitao!"
As soon as she finished speaking, two burly men pinned Sang Zhitao down and forcibly took her to a room on the second floor.
This is a very luxuriously decorated bedroom, and there are some snacks on the coffee table in front of the small sofa.
Sang Zhitao sighed helplessly, sat down on the sofa, and ate something.
Not long after, a sound came from outside the door.
"The young master asked me to bring some food to Miss Sang."
As the sound of the wind subsided, there was a knock on the door.
Sang Zhitao opened the door and watched as Zhifeng pushed in a cart full of food.
She skillfully placed the food on the coffee table before quietly watching Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao didn't say anything, she just looked up at her.
"You really don't have any new technology?" Zhi Feng's voice was icy.
Sang Zhitao nodded helplessly: "If I had it, why wouldn't I tell you?"
Zhi Feng's expression softened slightly.
After a long pause, she continued, "When did you discover that you had this ability?"
Sang Zhitao smiled wryly: "I only discovered I possessed this power last month."
"But...it seems some people knew about it before I did."
She spoke those last words very softly, but Zhifeng still heard them.
After looking at Sang Zhitao for a long time, Zhifeng sighed: "The young master won't let you leave easily."
"Then we have no choice but to tell the truth." Sang Zhitao shook her head helplessly.
“He won’t believe it.” Zhi Feng paused and continued, “Even if he did, he would only want to keep you by his side even more.”
Sang Zhitao looked up at her, her eyes filled with earnestness: "So, I want to ask you if you want to come with me?"
Zhi Feng paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Even if I leave here, where else can I go?"
"At least... it's better than here."
After a moment of silence, Sang Zhitao said, "Miss Lin Luoluo from the Lin family's merchant ship is a friend of mine. You can stay on her ship."
"Is it that young lady from the branch last time?" Zhi Feng gestured to indicate Lin Luoluo's appearance.
Sang Zhitao nodded.
Zhi Feng gave a faint smile: "It's her."
“She said you’re doing well and don’t want to go with her, but if I expose everything, the Lin family’s main branch won’t let you off the hook.” Sang Zhitao nodded.
After a moment of stunned silence, Zhi Feng said, "I'll think about it."
"you……"
"Get out of my way!"
Just as Sang Zhitao was about to continue her persuasion, the commotion outside the door interrupted her.
She couldn't help but frown and glance at the locked door with annoyance.
“Zhifeng…” She turned to look at Zhifeng, about to say something, but saw that Zhifeng’s face was filled with undisguised fear.
She rushed forward and hugged the trembling Zhifeng in her arms.
Unexpectedly, the door was then violently kicked open.
"Bang!" The door slammed against the wall with a loud noise.
Sang Zhitao frowned and turned her head to look, only to see a woman with delicate features but a somewhat distorted face due to anger glaring at her.
“You…” Sang Zhitao asked with a frown as she gently patted Zhifeng’s back.
The woman glared fiercely at Zhifeng behind her before giving a mocking smile and walking into the room.
She didn't reply to Sang Zhitao's question. Instead, she looked around and then chuckled, "You're the woman that Brother Xiao ordered to be protected?"
"Which family's young lady is she?"
“She’s from the Zhou family…” Zhi Feng whispered in her ear, his voice trembling.
Sang Zhitao instantly realized who the other person was.
"I am not a young lady from any wealthy family."
"If you're not from a prestigious family, then you're just an ordinary one? You think you're worthy of living in this room?!"
Miss Zhou waved her hand at the people behind her: "Drag her to the bottom floor!"
“Miss…” The two bodyguards standing outside the door hesitated.
Miss Zhou's facial features became even more distorted.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her pupils held a hint of madness: "You won't listen to me anymore! Do you want to die?! Huh?!!"
"I'll have Brother Xiao kill you all! Kill you all!!"
As she spoke, she suddenly turned to look at Sang Zhitao and threw the plate she had grabbed at her.
Sang Zhitao quickly pulled Zhifeng to avoid them.
Unexpectedly, this attempt to dodge only drove Ms. Zhou even crazier, to the point that the people present couldn't catch her at all.
In just a few moments, the entire room was left in a mess, as if a whirlwind had swept through.
"I'm sorry to have disturbed you." Young Master Lin nodded slightly to Sang Zhitao before carrying Miss Zhou away.
Thinking of the sinister and disgusted look in his eyes when he left, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but frown.
"Does he dislike Miss Zhou?" Sang Zhitao asked Zhifeng.
Zhi Feng lowered his eyes and recalled for a moment before shaking his head: "I haven't been here long, but I heard that the young master was a very nice person before."
"I can't tell..." Sang Zhitao always felt that there was a strange sense of incongruity about Young Master Lin.
Zhi Feng slowly shook his head: "I heard that on the second day after I arrived, the young master received a gift, and after that, things have been a bit..."
"A gift?" Sang Zhitao's heart skipped a beat.
Zhi Feng nodded: "Yes, I heard that the young master had a sculpture made in the living room and inlaid that thing into it."
Sang Zhitao's eyes sparkled: "Could you take me to see it?"
Zhi Feng thought for a moment, then turned and went out to speak with the two guards before turning back to her: "Let's go."
When Sang Zhitao went outside, she realized that two guards were following her closely, not missing a single step, and she was speechless for a moment.
But her curiosity about the objects overcame her resistance to the guards.
Upon entering the living room, a beautiful Chinese stone carving was placed in front of a landscape screen.
Looking at the thumb-sized cylinder on the tall, floor-standing sculpture, Sang Zhitao's brow furrowed.
Zhi Feng, who was standing next to her, followed her gaze to the cylindrical object placed in the pavilion as a stone tablet, and frowned slightly.
"Someone's coming." When she saw Young Master Lin coming over, she quickly tugged at Sang Zhitao's sleeve.
Sang Zhitao turned her gaze back to Young Master Lin.
"Miss Sang, what's your decision?" Young Master Lin turned to look at her.
Before Sang Zhitao could speak, he suddenly turned to look at the stone sculpture and said, "This was commissioned by the most famous artist."
A hint of excitement flickered in his eyes as he pointed to the cylindrical decoration: "That's a treasure, it makes your wishes come true, I wonder if it will work this time?"
As he spoke, he looked at Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao didn't notice his gaze; instead, she looked at the cylinder with a furrowed brow.
She had not only seen this cylinder before, but she also had similar items taken from the bell, but none of them could drive Young Master Lin to such madness as this one in front of her.
"Sang..." Young Master Lin's words were interrupted by the sound of an alarm.
"Military and police ship No. 332 reminds you that the natural disaster that will occur later is a level 4 natural disaster thunderstorm. Please take precautions."
"Miss Sang, do you want to watch the people on this ship die with your own eyes?" Young Master Lin looked at Sang Zhitao with a mocking expression.
Sang Zhitao took a deep breath: "I really don't have any new technology."
Young Master Lin turned his head and examined the cylinder closely, looking incredulous.
The middle-aged butler stood by, eyes lowered, waiting.
The maids standing around all looked anxious.
They knew perfectly well that their young master was absolutely capable of causing everyone to die together.
At first, Butler Lin Qing and the two guards remained calm, but as the clock ticked toward the time of the impending natural disaster, a hint of wavering appeared on their faces.
Young Master Lin took a deep breath and looked at Sang Zhitao: "Miss Sang, are you still unwilling to speak?"
Sang Zhitao shook her head: "I really don't have any new technology."
"Young Master..." The lights in the room grew dimmer, the darkness before the impending thunderstorm.
Butler Lin Qing couldn't help but step forward to remind the young master.
Young Master Lin, however, could not hide his madness as he looked at Sang Zhitao: "Miss Sang, do you still disagree?"
Seeing him becoming increasingly irrational, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but sigh and demonstrated the green light: "I really can't teach you this technique."
Young Master Lin's expression immediately changed, and he waved his hand at the butler.
With a joyful expression, Lin Qing hurried down to make arrangements for the sinking.
But Young Master Lin couldn't hide his greed as he looked at Sang Zhitao: "Since the treasure isn't technology but you, then you can stay on the Lin family's big ship."
He didn't even give Sang Zhitao time to object; he turned and left after speaking.
Sang Zhitao looked at the cylinder, then at Young Master Lin.
He then whispered to Zhifeng beside him, "Are you sure you can leave when we surface later?"
Zhi Feng frowned and gestured for her to look at the cylinder: "Take that and leave?"
Sang Zhitao nodded.
"You think you can take me away in a thunderstorm? And there are guards watching over me." Zhi Feng glanced worriedly at her palm.
"It's alright, the protective shield will keep them trapped."
Hearing her say that, Zhifeng's expression relaxed: "Okay."
After glancing at the cylinder, Sang Zhitao led Zhifeng back to the room.
She rummaged through her pockets for a while and found a gem that was about the length of her index finger and the thickness of her thumb.
"You want to make a copy? Is it too late?" Judging from her actions, Zhifeng guessed what she was thinking.
"Seven or eight parts is fine." Sang Zhitao took out a dagger from her waist and made a few cuts on the gemstone.
Zhi Feng stared at her actions with a black line on his face, and said speechlessly, "The hardness of a gemstone, you can't handle it with a dagger, can you?"
Sang Zhitao looked at the gem in her palm, thought carefully for a while, and then emitted a green light from her palm.
Seeing the green light engulf the gemstone, Zhifeng asked curiously, "Can this light even carve gemstones?"
Sang Zhitao awkwardly scratched her cheek: "I just had a sudden inspiration and wanted to give it a try."
After hearing this, Zhifeng lowered his head and looked intently at the gem in the green light.
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