Dancing Alone Under the Moon with the Woman I Like

"Wife! You... came just in time, take us away!"

Feng Kang, a cunning old fox who had weathered countless storms, knew exactly what was coming the moment he saw Chen Cai.

But the only thing he could do now was play dumb.

He was clinging to his last hope.

"Feng Kang, it's too late. You tried to kill me first, so I had no choice but to defend myself."

Chen Cai let out a deep sigh.

Hearing this, Feng Kang's eyes turned icy. "Chen Cai, was it you who leaked those rumors?"

"Yes, it was me."

Chen Cai nodded lightly.

"You goddamn traitor!"

Feng Kang kicked over the table in front of him, sending two cups of instant noodles spilling across the floor. "Fuck! Haven’t I treated you well enough? Is this how you repay me?"

"Enough with the nonsense. None of us are saints here."

Chen Cai’s expression remained cold.

"Mom! Please, spare me! Let me go!"

Feng Ruili was now kneeling on the ground, fully aware of the situation.

Chen Cai was here to end them.

"Now you call me 'Mom'? Weren’t you calling me 'Auntie' before?"

Chen Cai glared at Feng Ruili with disdain. "Didn’t you say you’d only let me go if I ate KFC?"

Feng Ruili’s face instantly paled.

"You little bastard! You fucking—"

Feng Kang turned to Feng Ruili in disbelief and slapped him hard.

Then he looked at the men behind Chen Cai and shouted, "How much is Chen Cai paying you? I’ll give you ten times that! Grab this bitch for me!"

Chen Cai shook her head slightly and said softly, "What money do you even have left now? Do it."

The burly men behind her moved in unison.

...

Xu Mu waited quietly outside. Before long, Chen Cai emerged, her expression calm.

She looked at Xu Mu, her gaze distant.

"Everyone says Xu Shou has a remarkable daughter, talented enough to be his successor."

Chen Cai exhaled. "Who would’ve thought he also has an even more terrifying son, lurking in the shadows. No wonder the Feng Family lost."

"Everyone will suspect the Dai Family did it. Don’t let it weigh on you."

Xu Mu met her eyes.

"Feng Kang... aside from drugging me in the beginning to take me, he wasn’t entirely cruel. Sure, he brought women home often, but so did I."

Chen Cai looked up at the darkening sky and murmured, "What should I do now?"

"You can start over or step back into the shadows. It’s your choice."

Xu Mu studied her. "With Feng Yue around, at least you won’t have to worry about survival."

"That girl... she really is capable."

Just as Chen Cai finished speaking, she noticed Xu Mu getting into his car, ready to leave. She quickly called out, "Aren’t you going inside, Young Master Xu? Aren’t you afraid I might’ve gone soft and left them alive?"

"I trust you."

Xu Mu left with those words.

Of course, he didn’t actually trust her—he had already sensed everything.

...

By the time Xu Mu returned home, night had fallen.

The Porsche and the electric scooter were both parked outside, meaning Ye Tong and Ye Yu were back.

But the moment he pushed open the villa’s door, his eyes narrowed.

Because the one who greeted him wasn’t Ye Tong or Ye Yu.

It was Yun Wu, an assassin from the Death List.

Ye Tong and Ye Yu lay bound on the carpet, ropes cutting into their wrists.

Yun Wu held an axe against Ye Tong’s throat.

"Brother-in-law!"

Ye Yu cried out when she saw Xu Mu.

"We’re fine."

Ye Tong remained composed, her gaze steady on Xu Mu.

Ironically, the most unsettled person in the room was Yun Wu.

Her eyes were red, clearly from recent tears. The moment she saw Xu Mu, her emotions erupted.

"Xu Mu!"

She roared, tears streaming down her face.

Back in the forest, though she had been nearly unconscious, she had vaguely seen Xu Mu’s figure.

He hadn’t left. He had come back.

And what he must have done afterward was obvious.

When Yun Wu regained full consciousness, she had almost killed herself on the spot. The thought made her sick.

Even now, she couldn’t stop herself from gagging.

"Kill yourself right now! Or I’ll chop your woman’s head off!"

Yun Wu was beyond furious, her voice trembling with rage.

"Calm down. I didn’t do what you think I did."

Xu Mu spoke evenly.

At that moment, Ye Tong and Ye Yu both gave him a subtle signal with their eyes.

Xu Mu understood. He raised his right index finger, pointing left—disguising the motion by scratching his nose.

"Who the hell do you think you’re fooling? Do I look like a child to you?"

"I’m serious. I healed you—my way."

Xu Mu raised his hands in a placating gesture. "Listen, do you know where I just was? I finished your mission for you. You can consider it done!"

Yun Wu’s killing intent flared. "You healed me? How?"

"Improvised."

Xu Mu kept his tone neutral.

"Im... improvised?"

At first, Yun Wu didn’t grasp it. But after repeating the word under her breath, her face twisted in fury.

"Now!"

Xu Mu seized the moment she was distracted and lunged forward.

Crack! Crack!

Ye Tong and Ye Yu shattered their restraints in an instant, darting toward the staircase on the left.

Their sudden burst of strength, unleashed at full force for the first time, shattered the floor beneath them.

Yun Wu’s eyes widened in shock, but before she could react, Xu Mu was already in front of her.

One hand seized the axe, the other clamped around her throat.

"Wait here, both of you."

As he spoke, Xu Mu dragged Yun Wu out of the villa and into the courtyard.

He released her, his expression calm. "I spared your life. Again."

"Xu Mu..."

"I didn’t go all the way with you. If you don’t believe me, we can go to the hospital for proof."

Xu Mu held her gaze.

Yun Wu’s face darkened. She was still untouched.

She had heard that the first time would hurt.

Thinking back, she hadn’t felt any discomfort after waking up.

But Xu Mu, this bastard, had not only inspected her "weapon," he had also "improvised."

How could anyone tolerate that?

"Don’t panic. Let me show you something."

Xu Mu pulled out Feng Kang’s phone, opened the "Night Parade of a Hundred Demons" app, and displayed the chat logs.

Yun Wu took the phone, stunned. "How do you have this?"

"I went to great lengths to retrieve it—so your organization wouldn’t lose credibility, so you wouldn’t return empty-handed."

Xu Mu watched her closely. "If I tap 'Mission Complete' here, your assignment is over, right?"

Yun Wu stared at him in disbelief. She realized Xu Mu had countless chances to kill her.

Yet he had spared her, again and again. She didn’t understand why.

"Xu Mu! Why won’t you kill me?"

She finally voiced the question burning inside her.

"I didn’t just spare you. I also spared Fan Shiyu."

Xu Mu’s tone was indifferent.

Yun Wu froze, then nodded slowly.

Of course. If Fan Shiyu had come to assassinate him, she would’ve died even faster.

"Why?"

"Because... there’s someone in the 'Dancing Under the Moonlight' organization that I care about."

Xu Mu’s expression softened, feigning sincerity. He figured a little acting wouldn’t hurt.

Of course, it couldn't all be an act. It was precisely because of this incident that he repeatedly showed mercy towards Yun Wu.