In a flash, Su Hua darted to Zhao Long’s side. Her speed was so fast that no one in the hall could react in time—not even Zhao Long himself. By the time they registered what had happened, Su Hua had already plunged the knife Zhao Long handed her into his neck.
Wang Ba stood frozen in shock.
The leader of the Shadow Organization… killed just like that? By Su Hua, effortlessly?
Wasn’t this death a bit too abrupt?
"You…" Zhao Long glanced down at the blade embedded in his throat, his pupils trembling violently. He stared at Su Hua in disbelief.
How could she kill him?
Wasn’t the one she was supposed to kill Lin Xuan, the man who had betrayed her?
And what was with her speed?
He had been standing far enough away from her—so why had he only realized her intent when it was too late?
"Why…?" Zhao Long clutched his throat, his voice strained.
Su Hua’s lips curled into a mesmerizing, chilling smile. "How could I ever kill him? My little bed slave belongs tied to the bed, not lying cold in a coffin."
Lin Xuan: "…"
Of course. Even in the midst of her episode, the first thing Su Hua thought of upon seeing him surrounded by women was to lock him up in bed, ensuring he couldn’t interact with anyone else.
Zhao Long’s eyes widened in realization.
From the very beginning, Su Hua had never intended to kill Lin Xuan. Even when he betrayed her and mingled with others, her solution was to imprison him instead.
Did she love him that much? Enough to spare him despite his betrayal?
"You dared to make me kill my little bed slave," Su Hua murmured, her smile freezing over.
"Anyone who harms him… deserves death."
With that, she yanked the knife from Zhao Long’s throat. Blood gushed out in a violent spray.
Zhao Long pressed his hands against the wound, crimson dripping between his fingers.
"How… could this fail…?"
Before he could finish, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Even in death, his eyes remained open—wide with shock, as if unable to believe Su Hua had killed him… and spared Lin Xuan.
"She killed the boss! Open fire—kill her now!" The Shadow Organization members raised their guns, ready to retaliate.
But before they could pull the triggers, Wang Ba and the eight Golden Dragon Gang members who had infiltrated their ranks turned their weapons on them instead.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, Shadow Organization members fell.
"Have you lost your minds? Killing your own people?!" one of them gasped, clutching his bleeding chest.
"Own people?" A Golden Dragon Gang member tore off his mask, revealing his true face. "Who said we were ever on your side?"
The Shadow Organization members stared in horror.
"You—you’re not Lin Hu?!"
They had been deceived—completely unaware of the imposters among them.
Outside, the Golden Dragon Gang’s perimeter forces heard the gunfire and knew Wang Ba and Lin Xuan had made their move. Drawing their weapons, they stormed in, bullets flying as they cut down the remaining enemies.
Back in the hall, chaos raged between the Golden Dragon Gang and the Shadow Organization.
Lin Xuan, still bound to the bed with rope, watched Su Hua weave through the crossfire, his heart pounding in panic.
She can’t get hurt!
"Untie me—now!" he roared.
"Right, right! We need to free the boss!" Wang Ba snapped out of his daze.
With Lin Xuan’s legendary marksmanship, they’d have a much easier fight.
But as Wang Ba rushed toward the bed, a bullet whizzed past his ear—missing by less than an inch.
He froze, then slowly turned toward the shooter.
Su Hua stood there, gun aimed directly at him.
"Get lost," she hissed, her crimson lips forming the words with lethal intent.
Anyone who dared free her little bed slave would pay with their life.
Wang Ba gulped hard and called back to Lin Xuan, "Sorry, boss! You’re on your own!"
No way was he risking it.
Su Hua—the world’s deadliest assassin—had already proven her aim was just as flawless as Lin Xuan’s. If he took one more step toward those ropes, she’d put a bullet through his skull without hesitation.
No point dying for nothing.
Besides, even tied up, Lin Xuan would be fine. Su Hua would never let him come to harm.
Wang Ba ducked away, rejoining the fray.
Lin Xuan exhaled in frustration.
Fine. I’ll do it myself.
Forcing himself to focus, he suddenly remembered—his spatial storage.
In his panic over Su Hua’s safety, he’d completely forgotten about the weapons stashed inside.
Closing his eyes, he willed his consciousness into the space, locating a small knife.
When he reopened them, the blade was already in his right hand.
Swiftly, he sawed through the ropes binding his wrists, then moved to his ankles.
Meanwhile, Su Hua’s frenzy gradually subsided as the battle wore on, the crimson haze in her eyes fading.
By the time Lin Xuan freed himself, she had fully regained her senses—with no memory of her episode.
Only one thought consumed her: Lin Xuan has his memories back.
Dread coiled in her chest.
The words he’d spoken after remembering—each one a knife to her heart—replayed in her mind.
She knew forcing him to stay would only drive him to hurt her again.
After a year of his tenderness, she couldn’t bear returning to how things were before.
I have to find a way to make him stay willingly.
If not… I’ll lock him up again.
Just then, a Shadow Organization member took aim at Lin Xuan.
Both he and Su Hua noticed.
She could’ve shot the man first—but she didn’t move.
Bang!
The bullet streaked toward Lin Xuan.
"Lin Xuan, look out!"
He braced to dodge—but Su Hua lunged in front of him instead.
The bullet struck her left chest.
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