Chapter 64: After I slaughter all of you, I will follow Chen Luo into the afterlife!

"Give Chen Luo back to me, or today not even a chicken or dog will be left alive in this villa!"

After speaking, Wen Wan stepped forward toward the villa.

With a synchronized thud, all the bodyguards and attendants behind her also advanced, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

The villa door creaked open, and a line of bodyguards armed with weapons filed out, forming two rows with their backs to the entrance.

From within the doorway, Wen Xiu emerged, a smile playing on his lips as he gazed at Wen Wan.

"Little sister, I’m glad you’ve come to see your brother."

"But using this tone and calling for such a spectacle—your brother doesn’t like it."

Their gazes locked. With so many subordinates watching, Wen Xiu could not afford to show weakness.

"I have no patience for your nonsense. Where is Chen Luo?" Wen Wan’s eyes burned with fury, her entire presence radiating a deadly aura. She stood rooted to the spot, like a raging inferno.

"Chen Luo? I have no idea what you’re talking about. Why don’t you come inside my villa so we can have a proper conversation? I’ll help you check, sister."

Wen Xiu kept up his haughty posture, determined to maintain control even though Wen Wan was at his gates with an army. His attitude was clear: on my turf, even a dragon must coil.

At Wen Xiu’s side, his trusted aide Dong Lin, acting on a glance from his master, stepped forward.

"Sixth Miss, let’s not make this any worse. There’s no need to escalate things further."

Wen Wan turned her head slowly. As her gaze fell on Dong Lin, a flash of white split the air.

With a sickening thud, a small dagger buried itself upright in Dong Lin’s left shoulder. Clutching his chest in pain, he collapsed backward at once.

Mo Lan, who stood beside Wen Wan, regarded Dong Lin with icy contempt.

"Just a dog—know when to keep your mouth shut!"

Seeing this, Wen Xiu’s composure cracked, and rage overtook him.

"Wen Wan! Get it straight! This is my turf! Do you really think I’m afraid of you? Men!"

A hundred men in black stormed out from behind the villa, swiftly surrounding Wen Wan and her party.

"Out of respect for our family ties, if you kneel and apologize to me now, I’ll let you go. Otherwise—"

But before Wen Xiu could finish his threat, Wen Wan calmly raised her hand.

Wen Xiu assumed she was finally backing down, thinking perhaps she wouldn’t risk her life for a man she’d barely met.

Yet in that instant, countless red laser sights appeared, each one fixed on Wen Xiu’s brow and on every one of his bodyguards.

"What the hell! You’re serious? Aren’t you afraid you won’t make it out of Ning City alive today?"

A chill swept over Wen Xiu. This madwoman! She’d actually deployed so many snipers! This was his city, yet he hadn’t even noticed them infiltrate.

Damn it! Just how many elite death warriors did this woman secretly cultivate? To dare bring in such a force—inside the country, no less!

If all these guns opened fire at once, it would instantly become a counter-terrorism incident, and even the Wen family might not be able to protect her.

As Wen Xiu’s face twisted with terror, Wen Wan’s gaze remained utterly unchanged. She spoke in a quiet, even voice.

"If Chen Luo suffers even the slightest harm, after I’ve killed you all, I’ll follow him in death."

"By then, do you think I’ll care whether I can leave Ning City?"

Seeing her calm, unflinching resolve, Wen Xiu was seized by a terror so profound that even his legs trembled.

You lunatic woman! If you want to die, go ahead, but don’t drag me down with you!

Even if I can’t become the family head, I’m still wealthy beyond measure! There are so many beauties I haven’t enjoyed yet, so many pleasures left in life—I don’t want to die!

"Wait! Don’t be rash, little sister! Please, wait a moment—my people are already on the way. Chen Luo will be here any minute, just let me explain."

Wen Xiu’s tone softened, a faint supplication in his words.

"First, I never gave any order to kidnap Chen Luo!"

"I just heard you had a boyfriend—a college student, no less—and out of curiosity, I wanted to see what sort of talent had caught your eye."

"So I merely told Liu Feng to invite Chen Luo over. I didn’t expect Liu Feng to misinterpret my intentions—what an idiot!"

Now he could only blame Liu Feng. And to be fair, even Wen Xiu felt wronged.

He’d only joked that if all else failed, they could drag Chen Luo over. But Liu Feng and Tang Xiwei had misunderstood, thinking he had some grudge against Chen Luo and meant to take revenge before bringing him in.

Damn it! What kind of grudge could I possibly have against some ordinary college kid? Are you two brainless?

He cursed them both silently, then forced a smile and swallowed his pride before Wen Wan.

"Little sister, you must believe me. As soon as my people arrive, I’ll return your boyfriend to you safe and sound, all right?"

To beg for mercy in front of so many people was humiliating, but if he didn’t do it now, he might lose his life instead.

Wen Wan paid no heed to his explanations. She barked a single order.

"Load!"

The sharp clack of gun bolts and safeties being released rang out in perfect unison, like a torrential rain pelting the ground—there was not the slightest hint of panic.

Even this detail revealed the caliber of Wen Wan’s death squad. If a real fight broke out, Wen Xiu’s men would likely not last two exchanges.

"Calm down! Please, calm down!" Wen Xiu was truly afraid now. Wen Wan was genuinely prepared to go all the way.

No, she was ready to die—her attitude made it clear. If Chen Luo was dead, she would follow him, but not before dragging Wen Xiu into the grave with her.

Madwoman! You damned madwoman! I haven’t lived enough yet!

"Hurry, call them—find out where they are!" Wen Xiu roared at Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu was about to make the call when the screech of a car braking hard cut through the air.

"They’re here! They’re here!"

Wen Xiu, nearly dancing with relief, pointed at the black van that had just pulled up.

"See, little sister? I wasn’t lying—a complete misunderstanding! Quick, bring Chen Luo out!"

The van door slid open. Forcing an awkward smile, Wen Xiu took a few steps forward.

"Look, your beloved is back, not a hair harmed. So, can you please calm down, little sister?"

He was about to say more to smooth things over, but the two men in black from the van hauled Chen Luo out.

Chen Luo, bound tightly, was clad only in shorts and a tattered undershirt. Tang Xiwei, who followed behind, looked at Wen Xiu with a guilty conscience.

At that moment, a terrible thought flashed through Wen Xiu’s mind—so terrible that Wen Wan might kill him on the spot.

"What the hell, Tang Xiwei! What did you do to him?!"