Chao Youye didn't answer immediately. His eyes turned to Mu Xinrong again.
Mu Xinrong was now fully awake and understood the seriousness of the matter. His face turned pale and his eyes were filled with worry for Chao Youye, but more of it was determination and support.
He gently held Chao Youye's uninjured right hand.
This subtle movement seemed to give Chao Youye the final strength and determination.
He grasped Mu Xinrong's hand with his backhand, then raised his head, his gaze like a sword of judgment sweeping across Ye Qingliu and Hua Jinyue. His voice was calm, yet it carried the absolute power of dominating everything:
"Chao Zhenshan, it belongs to me."
"Night is at the abyss, it belongs to you."
"I want him...alive, until I go 'visit'."
"As for the process... and the result..." Chao Youye's lips curled up in a cold and mocking arc.
"It all depends on your ability."
"That's exactly what I want." Ye Qingliu's voice was still weak, but it carried an unquestionable cold murderous intent.
Deep in his gray-blue eyes was the same cruel determination.
In the ward, the invisible storm finally gathered and formed the most deadly alliance agreement.
"It's a pleasure to work with you." Chao Youye's voice was like ice beads falling to the ground.
"Goodbye... in hell." Ye Qingliu's voice was like a cold wind blowing through a tomb.
Hua Jinyue pushed Ye Qingliu's wheelchair and slowly left. Sun Guixiang followed closely behind, looking back every few steps, her cloudy eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
The ward door closed.
Chao Youye slowly released the hand that was holding Mu Xinrong and looked at the bright garden outside the window.
Deep within those violet eyes, there was only a bottomless abyss of cold. He whispered to Ling Yue, each word icy:
"Let's start as planned..."
"Stir up the 'dark river'..."
"Notify Gu Yuxiao...it's time for him to...stretch his muscles."
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