Su Han’s eyes widened in disbelief... Qiangwei, of all people, had turned on him and dealt a fatal blow!
No... this wasn’t how it was supposed to be!
Qiangwei was Brother Huai’s sister, which made her Su Han’s sworn sister.
Suddenly, a memory flashed through his mind.
There had been a kidnapping incident where Qiangwei and Gu Lingfei were taken hostage. Back then, Su Han had chosen to save Gu Lingfei, leaving Qiangwei to suffer unspeakable horrors at the hands of others!
Qiangwei must have been harboring resentment toward him all this time!
That had to be it!
“Qiangwei... Qiangwei, I didn’t mean to! I had no choice but to save Lingfei back then!”
But the Qiangwei standing before him now was nothing like the sweet sister he remembered.
“Hah... Do you think I care about that anymore? You murderer! You’re the one who killed my brother!”
Qiangwei’s hands trembled as she gripped the dagger. As a former mercenary, she had taken lives before, but those had been enemies on the battlefield.
It had always been a matter of kill or be killed. But now, she had plunged the dagger into Su Han’s heart!
The young woman let go of the dagger and took a few shaky steps back.
The blade had struck true, piercing Su Han’s heart. He didn’t have much time left.
“No... cough, no! I didn’t kill Brother Huai! It must have been my other personality... Qiangwei, why... why?”
Su Han was barely coherent, blood coughing up from his mouth.
Jiang Che stepped forward, walking up to Qiangwei and pulling out a tissue to wipe the blood from her hands.
“You’ve dirtied your hands. Killing trash like him isn’t worth it.”
Qiangwei’s face flushed as she lowered her head. This was the first time she had ever killed someone with her own hands, and the fear was overwhelming—especially since the person she had killed was Su Han!
After all, they had known each other for so many years. Qiangwei couldn’t possibly have no feelings for him.
“It’s okay. Go outside and calm down in the car. I’ll take care of things here.”
Jiang Che gently patted Qiangwei’s head, soothing the frightened girl.
“Mhm—”
Without looking back, she walked away, not even sparing Su Han a final glance.
“You—”
Su Han’s eyes widened. He wanted to say something, but with the dagger still lodged in his chest, he had to stay calm to avoid losing too much blood.
Jiang Che walked to the door, closed it, and then turned back to Su Han.
“Su Han, tsk tsk tsk!”
He looked down at Su Han with a mocking expression. “The Wolf King? Is this all you’ve got?”
Su Han’s eyes narrowed as he finally understood.
Everything made sense now!
“It was you? You’re behind all of this!”
“Enough already. What’s the point of talking so much to a dead man?”
Jiang Che glanced at Su Han.
How was this guy still alive after being stabbed in the heart? Clearly... he had a trick up his sleeve!
That’s right—his heart was on the right side!
“How absurd. The heavens really go all out to protect their chosen one, huh?”
Jiang Che sighed, but today, even if your heart was in your ass, it wouldn’t save you!
“Jiang Che! We have no grudge between us... I didn’t kill Bai Tianhuai! I don’t even know why Bai Tianhuai died!”
Su Han felt he had grasped the key point. The reason Jiang Che and Qiangwei hated him was because they thought he had killed Bai Tianhuai!
“Haha... Of course I know you didn’t kill Bai Tianhuai!”
Jiang Che’s actions proved one thing: those who frame you know your innocence better than you do.
Su Han was stunned.
“It was you!”
“You killed Bai Tianhuai and framed me for it!”
“Why? We have no grudge. I’ve never even met you before. Why are you targeting me?”
Su Han’s mind was reeling, but he knew... all his misfortunes were tied to Jiang Che!
“Hate me all you want! Yes, I’m the source of all your misery!”
“Remember Monkey? He’s already switched sides.”
Su Han’s pupils constricted. “Impossible... Monkey and I were like brothers!”
“Hah, like brothers? You wouldn’t even treat him to a cheap sausage! So he came to me, and all those embarrassing videos of you? He sent them to me.”
Jiang Che was determined to let Su Han die with full knowledge!
What? You think the villain dies because he talks too much?
That’s only when he’s unprepared!
But Su Han had no tricks left. In front of this villain... he wouldn’t even get a chance to reincarnate!
Jiang Che continued, each word pushing Su Han closer to the edge.
“Oh, and the kidnapping of Qiangwei and Gu Lingfei? That was my plan too. All to make Qiangwei lose all faith in you.”
“Did you know? When Qiangwei first came to Dragon Country, it was for you! The way she called you ‘Brother Su Han’ made me so jealous!”
“But now, Qiangwei is mine.”
“And your cultivation? That was me too. I had it destroyed.”
Jiang Che truly understood the art of killing both body and spirit!
“You... you! Qiangwei... my sister, you bastard!”
Su Han’s eyes were wide, his face pale from blood loss. He couldn’t accept the horrifying truth.
“Oh, and let’s not forget your beloved Gu Lingfei!”
“We’re not really siblings, you know? Didn’t you love touching Sister Lingfei’s feet? Let me tell you a secret... her feet are truly flawless, fragrant, and so ticklish...”
“Even if I do something inappropriate, she’ll just pout and scold me lightly. She can’t bring herself to refuse me.”
Jiang Che’s final words shattered Su Han completely.
Utterly shattered!
“You—ugh!”
A mouthful of blood sprayed from Su Han’s lips.
When the Wolf King rages, blood spills five steps!
Whether others spilled blood five steps, Su Han didn’t know, but he certainly did—and it went far beyond five steps.
Blood even splattered onto the ceiling!
“I’ll kill you!”
Su Han’s eyes were bloodshot, his mind completely gone.
His cultivation, his subordinates, his sworn sister, his woman... all of it had been taken from him by Jiang Che!
“You... ah!”
Su Han spat out more blood, then his head slumped to the side.
He had died of rage!
Jiang Che: “......”
[Ding! Host successfully enraged the protagonist, ‘Su Han,’ to death.]
[Rating: S-rank (a qualified villain)]
[Rewards: Epic Treasure Chest, Peak-level Bodyguard Puppet*1, Longevity Pill (one bottle)]
Oh? Jackpot!
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