C17 (1/2)

With an ugly expression, Lin Qing coldly said, ”Just what kind of poison is this pill? You should at least tell me, right?” ”Also, when will Deputy Sect Master Zhao prepare to remove this poison?”

”Hehe …” As long as you take the antidote I gave you every half month, you'll be fine. If you don't drink it on time, hehe … ”You know the consequences.” Zhao Hu's voice was warm, but when it entered Lin Qing's ears, it had already changed.

Lin Qing forced a smile, but didn't protest in the end.

”You will rejoice over your choice today. Alright, it's already late. I won't disturb you any longer …” Zhao Hu stood up and lightly patted Lin Qing's shoulder. With a warm smile, he walked out of the room.

Lin Qing's body stiffened and remained motionless. A trace of aura of death appeared in his eyes as he looked at the room with an unsightly expression.

Suddenly, three black shadows descended from the rafters. They were all dressed in black, and their bodies emitted a thick killing intent. Their eyes were extremely cold. One glance was enough to tell them that they were cold-blooded and merciless assassins.

The three black shadows turned around and coldly stared at Lin Qing, as if a fierce beast was waiting to devour him. Only after a long time did the black shadow turn back and follow Zhao Hu.

It was only when she was sure that the black figure had left did Lin Qing slump back into her seat. Unknowingly, her entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

After a long time, he finally gave out a long sigh and stopped talking.

Lin Qing was lying on her bed, sweating profusely. Suddenly, she abruptly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with confusion and fear.

It had been almost three years since she last dreamt. Last night, Lin Qing had had a dream, and the dream was still that dream, but the feeling became clearer and clearer. Lin Qing could feel that there was something slowly awakening within her body, as if once this thing awakened, her life would experience a tremendous change.

After a long, long time, Lin Qing finally woke up from her dream. She put on some clothes and quickly walked towards the Tiger Gang encampment.

In the time it takes to have half a cup of tea, Lin Qing's figure had appeared near the Tiger Gang encampment.

”Greetings Branch Chief Lin.” The two minions from the Tiger Gang saw Lin Qing from a distance and tried to curry favor with her.

If it was in the past, Lin Qing would politely reply. But today, Lin Qing wasn't in the slightest bit of mood as she quickly entered the encampment.

Seeing Lin Qing's hurried manner, the two minions of the Tiger Gang were somewhat puzzled. However, to the minions of the lowest level, the Branch Lord was already a great character. They didn't feel any discomfort from Lin Qing's actions, just a little unaccustomed.

Not long after, Lin Qing rushed to the door of the Tiger Gang Leader Ye Liangchen's room. As she approached the door, Lin Qing suddenly stopped in her tracks. She struggled for a moment before coming to a stop.

He took a complicated glance outside the door before letting out a long sigh. Shaking his head, he turned around and left in the end.

”Even with the help of fate, I have already repaid everything I owed in three years. I have no reason to give up my life for you, not to mention that you are no longer the you of back then, and I am no longer the me of three years ago …” Lin Qing muttered from the corner of her mouth as she left even faster.

As Lin Qing's figure left, two young girls in a tall yard near Ye Liangchen's room, whose clothes were half untied, came out with a seductive scene. Each of them held a small fan in their hands, gently waving the pages of the fan.

Suddenly, the faint sound of footsteps could be heard approaching. It was a servant wearing a felt hat.