"Tang Xiaomin, die! Hahaha..."
Ye Die's arrogant laughter echoed in the special execution ground.
Scorched by the intense flames, Tang Xiaomin scanned the surrounding glittering Buddha statues, finding it utterly ironic.
"How ridiculous. Is this a hall of justice or a place of evil?"
Hearing Tang Xiaomin's voice, Ye Die's heart tightened.
"Demons and monsters are indeed powerful. To still speak after being burned!"
"It's just a spent force. The master said that after three days and three nights of burning, Tang Xiaomin will be utterly annihilated, never to harm anyone again!"
"Is that master you mentioned reliable?"
"Tang Xiaomin can't move now. That's the best proof!" Butler Ye said with certainty.
Ye Die ordered someone to fetch a camera and film Tang Xiaomin.
"Film this well. Let the whole world know that Tang Xiaomin is a demon that everyone should destroy!"
"Yes, Miss."
...
Tang Xiaomin on the pyre, her evening gown already ignited, flames licking upwards along the fabric.
The fierce fire beneath her feet raged, thick smoke filling her nose and mouth.
Cough, cough...
Tang Xiaomin coughed.
Ye Die, watching from the side, let out a triumphant laugh.
This life-and-death struggle had begun simply because of a betrothal arranged before birth.
"From beginning to end, I, Tang Xiaomin, have never initiated an attack on any member of the Ye family. We've always discussed matters. Yet you insist on hunting me down, not hesitating to let innocent people die in vain. If I am a demon, then what are you?"
"Just devils cloaked in the guise of justice, trampling on human lives."
If Elder Ye hadn't stirred up trouble, he wouldn't have had to die.
But he just couldn't sit still.
"Tang Xiaomin, stop your nonsense. A life for a life. You killed Elder Ye, and you must pay with blood! No matter what kind of monster you are, in three days, you will disappear from this world! Don't be so stubborn."
Butler Ye angrily said to his subordinate, "Quick! Electrocute her! Electrocute her to death!"
They had even prepared electrocution!
It seemed they were determined to see Tang Xiaomin dead today.
Tang Xiaomin remained silent, looking at them coldly.
A subordinate held a remote control and fiercely pressed the electrocution button.
Bang!
A loud explosion.
The next second, that subordinate was pierced through the body by a silver spear and pinned to a Buddha statue.
From a distance, the posture was bizarre, as if the Buddha statue was embracing a corpse.
Blood flowed continuously, and the subordinate died on the spot, eyes wide open.
"Minmin!"
The next moment, a red sword severed the ropes that were suspending Tang Xiaomin. Yan Jue caught Tang Xiaomin's body and landed steadily.
At this moment, Tang Xiaomin gritted her teeth, her eyes sharp. The hem of her only evening gown was scorched.
With her tattered attire and that furious gaze, she resembled a beast on the verge of a rampage.
The ropes were made of special material, and the golden beam of light that shone upon her had suppressed her, preventing her escape.
Now, she was free to move.
"Ah! Yan... Yan Jue!"
Ye Die's face paled with fright, not knowing what to do.
Butler Ye's expression was also grim. He commanded, "Quick! Kill them, kill them!"
A group of desperadoes in black suits, armed with various sharp weapons, charged forward.
Yan Jue's eyes turned red, his heart filled with pain.
"Minmin, you've suffered. Wait for me here. I'll go get revenge for you!"
This time, Tang Xiaomin did not refuse or stop Yan Jue.
Yan Jue took off his jacket and draped it over Tang Xiaomin. He slowly turned, his back appearing exceptionally powerful.
The large group of bodyguards rushing towards them suddenly froze. After a series of 'poof' sounds, mist of blood scattered in the air, and a thick scent of blood assaulted the senses.
The bodyguards fell in neat rows, not even letting out a single groan.
The crimson blood flowing on the ground dimmed the golden radiance of the Buddhist hall.
A deep, resonant voice echoed in the hall.
"Yan Jun, it's time to stop!"
Yan Jue's lips curled into a cold smile. "When I handle matters, why should I show you any face!"
Ye Die was already terrified. In her panic, she suddenly pushed Butler Ye forward and turned to run.
"Ah! Miss, you..."
Poof!
Butler Ye ran headfirst into the long sword in Yan Jue's hand. The sword was withdrawn, and Butler Ye's eyes widened.
He had been loyal, only to be betrayed by Ye Die like this.
"You... exactly... who... are... you..."
"You are not qualified to know."
Butler Ye collapsed in a pool of blood, his life extinguished.
Ye Die tried to flee, but a sharp sword was fiercely planted in front of her, blocking her path.
She had learned from Butler Ye that Yan Jue and Tang Xiaomin were not human, which had shocked her immensely.
Only then did she understand why she couldn't defeat Tang Xiaomin and was instead disfigured and outmaneuvered by her.
Her hatred for Tang Xiaomin was bone-deep, and she had meticulously prepared this execution ground to deal with her.
Just a little more, and Tang Xiaomin would have been annihilated.
But now, Yan Jue had appeared, turning the tide.
Alas.
While unwilling, she was also deeply terrified of them.
Yan Jue walked towards Ye Die step by step.
His imposing figure exerted too much pressure on Ye Die, causing her legs to weaken, and she collapsed to the ground, her teeth chattering.
"Why... why?"
Ye Die began to weep in front of Yan Jue, her gaze towards him extremely complex.
"Why save her? What's so good about her?"
"From the moment I saw you, I fell in love with you. Why can't you give me any response?"
"Hahaha... I've fallen in love with my grandfather's enemy. It's too ironic, you're not even human..."
"Are you going to kill me for Tang Xiaomin?"
Yan Jue shook his head slightly.
Ye Die suddenly rejoiced, her tears instantly stopping.
"I knew you wouldn't kill me for Tang Xiaomin. After all, I love you. You can't kill someone who has feelings for you."
"Tang Xiaomin is ruthless. Look, the wounds on my body and face are her doing. She deceived everyone. Don't be fooled by her appearance..."
Ye Die babbled on and on, speaking a great deal of nonsensical things.
Yan Jue, with a blank expression, turned and walked towards Tang Xiaomin.
He felt that even touching Ye Die would soil his hands.
"Zhongli, what are you still waiting for?"
"Oh."
Zhongli quickly went to Ye Die's side. Without a word, he pulled her up from the ground and dragged her aside.
Ye Die's eyes were filled with terror. She flailed her fists and feet, struggling with all her might.
But Zhongli was like an impenetrable fortress; no move against him caused any pain.
Soon, Zhongli dragged Ye Die to the bonfire.
Ye Die sensed Zhongli's intention, her face growing even more terrified.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!"
"Let me go!"
In her fear, Ye Die fiercely bit Zhongli's wrist.