The Alarm Sound That Rings Again

"Brother Ye Feng... why... why are you with this girl behind my back... why?"

Su Yuxin trembled uncontrollably, her mind in complete disarray. She had never imagined that, apart from Li Mucheng, Ye Feng could be intimately involved with another woman.

Meanwhile, Xie Yuyan, who had been leaning against the doorframe earlier, was now inside the room gathering the weapons she needed. Time was of the essence—she had to find Ye Feng as quickly as possible. She had no attention to spare for Su Yuxin’s emotional turmoil.

"You... it's all because of you!"

Su Yuxin stormed out of the room, her face dark with fury, and glared at Xie Yuyan, who was pacing back and forth in the living room, packing her things.

"If it weren’t for you... Brother Ye Feng would be with me! If only... if only you disappeared... I could go back to those happy days..."

Xie Yuyan glanced at her and smirked. "Hah, it’s too late for that now. Your dear friend Li Mucheng might already have her eyes on Ye Feng. You can wallow in your self-pity all you want."

"What did you say?!"

Su Yuxin suddenly raised her voice, as if she had just heard something deeply unsettling. She rushed up to Xie Yuyan and stared her down.

"What about Li Mucheng? What’s she done?!"

"Oh? So you still don’t know?"

Xie Yuyan’s lips curled into a faint smile. Her words had clearly struck a nerve with the emotionally unstable Su Yuxin. She knew that barging into Li Mucheng’s territory alone wouldn’t be easy—especially since she couldn’t act as recklessly as she had in her assassin days. Any impulsive move now could put Ye Feng in danger.

Most importantly, Li Mucheng’s identity made her a formidable opponent. The only person who could counter her openly was...

"Li Mucheng told Ye Feng she’d be going to your place with him today. But it seems she lied."

"What?! No wonder Brother Ye Feng didn’t come to my house on time—it was all Li Mucheng’s doing!"

After hearing Xie Yuyan’s explanation, Su Yuxin finally understood. Though her priority was rescuing Ye Feng from Li Mucheng’s clutches, she wasn’t foolish. She knew this woman was trying to use her as a pawn.

But she had no choice. If she didn’t play along, Li Mucheng would devour Ye Feng whole. And Su Yuxin knew all too well what Li Mucheng was capable of.

"Location."

Su Yuxin spoke coldly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Looks like we’ve reached a temporary agreement."

"I don’t want to waste time. Give me the location!"

"Fine. Then... follow me~"

......

"Ugh... my head..."

Ye Feng slowly opened his weary eyes as consciousness returned. The memories of what had happened before he blacked out flooded his mind, and he immediately recalled the reason for his current state.

"Li Mucheng... what is she trying to do?!"

Just as he tried to move and assess his surroundings, the sound of a metal door creaking open echoed through the room. Light footsteps approached, and soon, Li Mucheng appeared before him—wrapped only in a towel.

"Oh? Teacher, you’re awake already? Well... no matter. This just makes our interaction even more meaningful~"

"Li Mucheng... why are you doing this?"

Ye Feng stared at her in disbelief, unable to comprehend how his once-proud student could resort to such actions.

"Why? Hmph~"

Li Mucheng untied the towel around her head, letting her damp black hair cascade down like a waterfall. Her deep, obsidian eyes—void of light—seemed shrouded in an impenetrable mist, devoid of any rationality or emotion.

"Do I really need to explain, my dear teacher~?"

She slowly climbed onto the bed where Ye Feng lay, inching closer to him.

"From the moment we met, fate was already decided. And as the first one to cross paths with you, I should be the one by your side."

Ye Feng’s gaze, once warm, was now filled with unease. He struggled against his restraints, desperate to break free. But as he strained, he realized his entire body was bound tightly by chains—no matter how hard he fought, all he produced was the clatter of metal.

"Honestly... can’t you just listen to me, Teacher? What’s the rush?"

Li Mucheng rested her chin on her hand, her eyes brimming with twisted delight.

Strangely, watching Ye Feng struggle like this filled her with an inexplicable thrill.

"Ah~ So this is what it feels like to restrain someone... Now I understand how you must have felt when you kidnapped me for the first time. Weren’t you just as excited?"

"Li Mucheng... it’s not too late to stop this. Don’t keep making mistakes! To me, you’re my most important student!"

Ye Feng shouted desperately, hoping to awaken whatever remained of her conscience.

"Teacher..."

For a brief moment, Li Mucheng seemed to waver, murmuring under her breath. But in the end, her desires and resentment consumed her.

"Keh keh keh~"

"No... I don’t want to be your student forever! I want to be the most important person in your life!"

Her slender fingers traced lightly over Ye Feng’s chest, her expression lighting up as if struck by a sudden thought.

"Oh! I’ve been diligently studying everything you taught me, Teacher—whether it’s concealing my emotions, surveillance techniques, or even herbalism. I’ve mastered it all. Compared to that homewrecker Su Yuxin, I’m the better student, aren’t I?"

Ye Feng had no intention of humoring her any longer. He knew words were useless now. Closing his eyes, he refused to look at her.

Never before had he felt such disappointment. His student—someone he had nurtured—had turned into this. Part of him blamed himself for failing to notice the signs sooner, while another part burned with anger at how she had weaponized his teachings against him.

"Why... why won’t you look at me even now? I’m already so close to you! I’ve already claimed you... so why do you look at me with such disappointment?!"

"Unacceptable... unacceptable... unacceptable..."

A crimson glint flashed in Li Mucheng’s pitch-black eyes. At the same time, a system alarm blared in Ye Feng’s mind.

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