I Choose Her to Live

Zhao Long smiled as he looked at Su Hua.

"Ling, do you see now? This is the man you love. They’ll sweet-talk you, even promise to die for you, but when it comes to life and death, they’ll always choose themselves."

Zhao Long spread his arms wide.

"So, Ling, let go of love. Return to Shang. Once you rid yourself of attachments and desires, nothing will hold you back. You’ll become a true powerhouse. Trust me, Ling—this is the path to happiness."

A frosty expression settled on Su Hua’s face, her voice icy. "You’re overthinking it. I won’t go back. No matter what choice he makes today, I’ll still love him."

Not only that, she’d even be relieved if A-Xuan chose himself.

She couldn’t bear the thought of A-Xuan coming to harm.

Zhao Long’s face stiffened.

"Ling, you saw him betray you with your own eyes, and you’d still choose him?"

"Yes," Su Hua declared firmly.

"Ling, you’re truly beyond redemption."

Zhao Long’s expression darkened.

He couldn’t understand—how could she still love Lin Xuan after what he’d done to her?

Su Hua stared coldly at Zhao Long.

No matter how A-Xuan treated her—whether he made a choice under duress or even killed her with his own hands—she would accept it willingly.

Her lips curled into a faint smile as she turned to Lin Xuan. "A-Xuan, if I die today and you end up with another woman… don’t let me know, okay?"

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to resist dragging him down to hell with her.

She had always believed that in life or death, she and her A-Xuan would be together.

But when the moment came, she couldn’t bear the thought of him suffering.

A-Xuan deserved his own life—not one dragged into darkness by her.

"And A-Xuan… remember me. Don’t forget me."

Her beautiful eyes lingered on Lin Xuan, as if etching his image into her mind one last time.

Lin Xuan’s heart ached at the sorrow in her gaze.

"Ling," Zhao Long pointed at Lin Xuan. "A heartless man like this isn’t worth your devotion!"

Jiang Qing frowned.

When it came to Young Master Lin, Su Hua had never once considered whether it was "worth it."

Otherwise, after the way he’d hurt her those two years, she wouldn’t have borne it without a single complaint.

"He is," Su Hua murmured softly.

Zhao Long seethed at her stubbornness.

He never imagined that the most promising assassin he’d trained would turn into such a lovesick fool!

What was so special about Lin Xuan?

Was it because of what happened on the island?

But hadn’t Lin Xuan already revealed his true colors to her?

Zhao Long’s glare shifted to Lin Xuan.

It was all this damned man’s fault!

If not for him, his Ling wouldn’t have become like this.

His finger tightened on the trigger.

He would kill Lin Xuan!

Just then, Lin Xuan spoke. "Who said I chose her to die?"

Zhao Long froze.

Lin Xuan continued, "I choose for her to live."

Zhao Long’s pupils contracted.

"What do you mean? If she lives, you die. Lin Xuan, think carefully." Zhao Long frowned.

He never expected this answer.

Faced with life and death—how could anyone choose to die for another?

"No."

Lin Xuan smirked coldly.

"What I mean is, neither Hua Bao nor I will die. We’ll both walk out of here unharmed."

He couldn’t die.

If anything happened to him, Hua Bao would follow him.

So he had to protect his life—for both of them.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Long burst into laughter.

"Lin Xuan, do you even hear yourself? You think you can escape from my territory? Ridiculous!"

"Fine. Since you insist on being stubborn, don’t blame me."

"Men!"

"Capture Ling and Lin Xuan! Let’s see how far these lovebirds can fly!"

Lin Xuan watched him coldly and began counting down.

"Five."

"Four."

Zhao Long scoffed. "You Xia Country people love your theatrics."

Ignoring him, Lin Xuan kept his eyes on the clock.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

As the last number left his lips, most of Shang’s members swayed, their vision blurring.

Within seconds, they collapsed.

Seizing the moment, Lin Xuan lunged forward and kicked the gun from Zhao Long’s hand.

"Protect the boss!" a man shouted.

The remaining conscious assassins quickly formed a defensive circle around Zhao Long.

"Damn it, Lin Xuan! What did you do?" Zhao Long snarled.

"Nothing much." Lin Xuan grinned. "Just slipped you a little sedative."

"When did you drug us?" Zhao Long’s face twisted in fury.

Lin Xuan had been locked up—when did he have the chance?

"Mr. Zhao," Lin Xuan sneered, "you might not know this, but I’m also a hacker. Over an hour ago, I tampered with your surveillance. Naturally, you didn’t notice the drugs."

Zhao Long’s expression turned murderous.

He’d thought Lin Xuan was a reckless fool. Instead, the man had come prepared!

He’d fallen for the trap!

Wait—

Lin Xuan couldn’t have brought anything in from outside.

So where did the drugs come from?

Zhao Long clenched his fists. "Lin Xuan, how did you smuggle those in?"

"That’s none of your concern."

Lin Xuan smirked.

He couldn’t exactly say he’d pulled them out of thin air.

"I underestimated you," Zhao Long growled.

Lin Xuan’s gaze turned icy. "It’s time Hua Bao got her revenge for what you did to her."

"Hel—"

Wang Ba cut himself off, remembering Lin Xuan’s order to keep his identity hidden.

He quickly corrected himself. "Young Master Lin, we’re here."

Wang Ba and his men appeared in the hall. "We’ve taken care of the rest."

Zhao Long’s face darkened.

He’d been outplayed.

To think he’d lose to a brat like Lin Xuan!

Lin Xuan’s eyes locked onto Zhao Long again.

"Lin Xuan, you’ve lost some memories. Should I help you recover them?" Zhao Long suddenly smiled.

Once Lin Xuan remembered, he’d turn against Ling.

Then she’d have no choice but to leave him.

Su Hua’s fists tightened imperceptibly.

Lin Xuan smirked. "Not interested."

In perfect sync, Su Hua and Lin Xuan pulled their triggers.