Chapter 10: Who is the Easy Target (3)

Chapter 010: Who is the Easy Target? (3)

Xue Linglong's cherry-red lips curled into a wicked and domineering arc, the smile upon them bone-chillingly cold. Her eyes were filled with nothing but disdain. Her long, beautiful legs traced elegant arcs against the ground. As if she were completely unaware of the current situation, she kept her head lowered, immersed in her own thoughts, as if everything that had just transpired were a mere dream.

In truth, a sneer hung upon her icy lips. One had to understand that she, Xue Linglong, was a legend in the modern world of secret agents and a queen in the world of assassination. As a woman of such volatile and formidable prowess, she had once been able to hold off hundreds of armed assassins single-handedly. The assassination underworld had once been desperate to eliminate her but had failed, while she had dealt with those hundreds of people with ease. One had to realize those were the elites of the assassin world; now, these individuals were like ants beneath her feet. For them to want to kill her was truly a joke; crushing them would be as easy and simple as crushing an ant.

Indeed, for a woman like the modern Xue Linglong, who could command the winds and clouds with a flip of her hand, these people were not worth her notice. Thus, her eyes were filled with contempt and disdain. Even with her head lowered, she possessed the aura of a celestial goddess looking down upon the world from a high perch.

A cold aura drifted all around her. Although her current, frail body could not withstand even the slightest struggle, her soul was that of a modern God of Death. Furthermore, as a continuous stream of images played in her mind, the owner of this body's wretched past made her feel as if she were about to explode with rage. Although Xue Linglong was black-bellied and wild, her schemes were reserved for those powerful enough to deserve them; she would never be this despicable. These people were simply utterly loathsome.

As the images in her mind continued to play, Xue Linglong's eyes grew increasingly sharp, her gaze becoming more and more terrifying.

"Go!" the lead servant roared. The servants rushed forward all at once.

Following his voice, Xue Qingcheng shouted from the side, "Quick, quick! Beat this slut to death! Hit her hard, and show absolutely no mercy!"

Every word was laced with deep hatred. At this moment, Xue Qingcheng's murderous intent rose. Firstly, because this damned slut was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's manor; secondly, because this slut was the fiancée of that peerless, magnificent man. This made her heart swell with a jealousy that was almost fatal. She was driven to madness. Xue Qingcheng was ten million times stronger than this useless woman; how could she allow this woman to have such good luck? Consequently, the light in her eyes was terrifyingly ruthless and venomous.

Hearing Xue Qingcheng's voice, Xue Linglong slightly lifted her sharp eyes, shooting a piercing gaze toward Xue Qingcheng. The cold sneer at the corner of her lips deepened, her gaze carrying incomparable contempt. She then swept a harsh look across the servants.

The servants, who had been charging forward, were momentarily intimidated by those eyes that were as sharp as blades. However, seeing the contempt in this small, thin woman's eyes made the male servants feel severely insulted. They forcibly suppressed the sense of fear in their hearts, exchanged glances, and then the group of servants rushed toward Xue Linglong.

Their eyes were filled with ruthlessness and fury. Seeing the servants swarm forward, Xue Qingcheng could not help but clap her hands in approval. "Yes! Quick! Hit her hard for me! Beat her to death! If she's beaten to death, I'll take the blame!"

Meanwhile, seeing the servants swarming forward, Xue Baimei also felt a secret joy in her heart. Now that Xue Qingcheng was clearing the path for her, it was a delightful thing indeed. A flash of triumph also crossed her charming eyes.