Deep within Laoheishan Mountain, a dark and eerie ancient castle looms in and out of the thick fog.
In the room at the far end of the top floor, a wine glass suddenly crashed to the ground with a sharp, piercing sound, and crimson wine spilled all over the floor.
A sinister figure, hidden in the darkness, slammed its hand on the table and stood up, a chilling aura silently spreading throughout the room.
On the projection screen projected onto the stark white wall, a petite girl with flowing golden, slightly wavy hair spoke with a look of disgust.
"It's that stinking idiot's clone."
With a creak, a gust of cold wind blew open the half-closed window, letting a few faint rays of light into the room.
Vito Rosso's extremely gloomy face emerged from the darkness, his cold and ruthless eyes filled with ferocious red blood vessels, and the veins on the back of his hands, which were gripping the corner of the table, bulged.
A ruthless killing intent emanated from the air, almost materializing.
"Oh."
A cold sneer suddenly came from a dark corner of the room.
Vito Rosso's gloomy gaze instantly turned to the source of the sound, where a tall figure wearing a cloak and a mask sat with his arms crossed, exuding an aura of cold indifference.
"Is it funny?"
A sudden flash of rage appeared in Vito Rosso's eyes, his voice so somber it was almost dripping with malice.
"funny."
The man in black suddenly raised his head, and a deep, cold voice came from under his cloak.
Beneath the mask, a pair of cold, indifferent eyes stared directly at Vito Rosso, utterly unmoved.
After a moment of silent staring, the man in black suddenly stood up. His tall figure was half a head taller than Vito Rossoyu, exuding a powerful aura of dominance.
As he stood up, a chilling aura emanated from his body, relentlessly pressing towards Vito Rosso.
Under that chillingly powerful aura, Vito Rosso's murderous intent receded from his body like a tide.
The man in black glanced coldly at Vito Rosso before turning to leave.
"etc."
A low, cold, and gloomy voice came from Vito Rosso, but the man in black seemed not to hear it and walked straight towards the door.
"You were sent by her to assist me, and this is how you treat her?"
Vito Rosso's brows furrowed instantly, and he suddenly shouted coldly.
"I've already said, I can promise you one thing within my capabilities, but I won't concern myself with anything else."
"You have no right to order me around."
His movements paused, and after a moment of silence, the man in black glanced sideways at Vito Rosso and spoke coldly.
The masked profile was hidden in the dim light, and the eye reflected in the dim light was silent and cold, its deep gaze making it difficult to discern good from evil.
"Heh, as expected of the number one person below the Ten Points Yama, and the eleventh on the S-level assassin list—Shen Yuan."
"His style of doing things is indeed unique."
Vito Rosso unconsciously clenched his fingers slightly and softened his tone.
"You don't need to kill anyone for me. There's only one thing: if anything unexpected happens, take that woman with you."
Shen Yuan's cold eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his gaze as he looked at Vito Rosso.
She glanced at him silently a couple more times, then turned and left without giving any response.
A moment later, a deafening sound of smashing and looting erupted from the room. Shen Yuan, walking down the corridor, remained expressionless and gave a soft scoff.
"Idiot."
In the blink of an eye, the tall figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.
...
In another antique-style room
Lin Qingyi leaned back in her chair, her eyes unfocused as she gazed out the window, her gaze gentle yet slightly dazed.
She wore a low-cut white gauze dress, and her usually high-tied black hair was loose and down to her waist, making her look less dignified and elegant, but more gentle and natural.
She looked noticeably thinner and more haggard; a gentle breeze ruffled her flowing hair, and her white skirt swayed softly in the breeze.
She was like a pure white flower swaying in the wind, beautiful and charming with a touch of fragile vulnerability that evoked pity.
The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and she immediately looked away, her eyes filled with frost, instantly obscuring her original gentleness and bewilderment.
His aura was like the arrival of winter, cold and distant, no longer gentle and fragile.
Vito Rosso's eyes darkened noticeably as he entered, his fingers clenching silently before he pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Lin Qingyi, his expression blank.
Seeing Lin Qingyi, whose hands and feet were bound but whose back remained straight and whose gaze was coldly fixed elsewhere, seemingly ignoring him, his sinister eyes narrowed slightly.
Dark anger surged in his eyes, but when his gaze fell upon Lin Qingyi's pure white heart, he smiled sinisterly.
Cold fingers silently reached out, their tips touching the pattern on Lin Qingyi's heart.
Lin Qingyi's body trembled violently as she instantly dodged Vito Rosso's touch, her gaze turning icy cold as she looked at him.
"Get out of here."
She felt nauseous and disgusted whenever she sensed the presence of the person in front of her, and every cell in her body resisted his physical touch.
"Oh."
He let out a cold snort, and ignoring Lin Qingyi's resistance, he forcefully grabbed her chin, his icy gaze sweeping over her slightly haggard and thin face, and spoke coldly.
"You bitch, are you playing a hunger strike game with me?"
He had thought that filling the room with mirrors, forcing this bitch to face the marks on her body every moment, would gradually break her spirit, but to his surprise, she became even more defiant.
He used to threaten the maids with their lives and she would obey him, but in the past two days, he has sent countless waves of maids to feed the dead servants, and this bitch is completely unmoved and refuses to eat a single bite.
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