Chapter 8: There Is Someone Else

The Ghost Gate Needle pierced her pain point, and Yang Wanqing's scream nearly blew the roof off.

"What did you do to me?!! Quickly, pull it out! It hurts, it hurts so much!!!"

Yang Wanqing's whole body was limp, unable to muster a shred of strength. The needle was stuck in the back of her right hand, yet she lacked the strength to pull it out and could only beg Chen Che for mercy.

"Chen Che, you bastard! You are not allowed to hurt my mom!" Yang Simin cried and screamed, waving her arms as she lunged at Chen Che.

Cheng Kexin grabbed her from behind, preventing her from interfering with Chen Che.

Pain traveled from the back of her hand along her meridians to her entire body; Yang Wanqing felt as if her bones were melting.

Yet even so, she continued to play the emotional card: "Chen Che, you can't treat me like this... After all, we were once a family. I am your father's wife; if you treat me this way, your father won't forgive you..."

Chen Che gave a cold snort: "You aren't worthy of mentioning my father. He was killed because of you; you are the one he hated."

"It's not true, it's not true, your father wasn't killed by me, it wasn't me!" Yang Wanqing's face was deathly pale, her face covered in tears and snot, looking utterly wretched.

Under the intense pain, she was forced to tell the truth: "It really wasn't me! I just wanted to replace your mother and be a wealthy lady... Your father's death really wasn't me..."

"What did you say?!"

Chen Che had not expected that there was another hidden story behind his father's death. He grabbed Yang Wanqing by the throat and demanded: "Speak! Who exactly was it?!"

"I don't know, I really don't know," Yang Wanqing said. "I only know that the people who killed your father back then and the people who hunted you down were the same group. Other than that, I really don't know!"

Chen Che threw Yang Wanqing heavily to the ground, his body surging with killing intent.

He had always thought that his parents' affairs were the work of this woman, but now it seemed there was someone else involved.

Thinking about it, he was only fifteen when he was hunted down, yet among those who hunted him were many high-skilled Martial Artists, who even went so far as to use a strange poison like the Great Red Sun Poison on a fifteen-year-old child.

If his father was also killed by those people, then what exactly had his father done? It not only brought about a fatal disaster, but the other party even wanted to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, attacking an underage child.

"Chen Che, I beg you! Let me go, I admit that your mother's death was my fault, I am willing to compensate you in any way." Yang Wanqing was drenched in sweat, feeling that if the pain continued, she would die.

"I can return the Jinhai Group to you, and I can help you track down the people who killed your father and son. Please, for the sake of our past ties, let us go..."

"As long as you let us mother and daughter go, I will do anything..." Yang Wanqing's body began to convulse, reaching the limit of the pain she could bear.

"Didn't you like Simin before? I agree to let her be your woman; let her serve you in bed tonight... If you aren't satisfied, I can too, we mother and daughter can serve you together... Please let me go..."

Crack! Crack!!

Yang Wanqing's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt end; her ribs all shattered at the same time, and her internal organs ruptured simultaneously. Yang Wanqing bled from her seven orifices and shut her mouth forever.

"Mom!!!!"

Yang Simin threw herself onto Yang Wanqing's body, wailing loudly.

Chen Che pulled out the Ghost Gate Needle and coldly watched Yang Simin.

Yang Simin looked up, her face covered in tears, and met Chen Che's gaze, saying: "Kill me too."

"Ten years ago you were still a child, but age cannot serve as a get-out-of-jail-free card for your evil deeds. Under Yang Wanqing's instigation, you framed me, causing me to nearly spend my whole life in prison."

Chen Che squatted down, looking Yang Simin in the eye, and said word by word: "But I don't intend to kill you, because I want you to suffer the same pain of losing a loved one as I did. Don't feel aggrieved; when my mother was poisoned to death by your mother, I wasn't even as old as you are now."

"If you don't kill me, you will regret it!" Yang Simin said viciously.

Chen Che said: "I am not afraid of you coming for revenge. Because killing me is something you will never be able to do in your lifetime."

Chen Che left without looking back; Cheng Kexin and Cheng Kexiang did not linger either and followed him out.

After walking a long way, Chen Che finally turned his head and looked at Cheng Kexin: "Sixth Senior Sister?"

"Little Junior Brother!" Cheng Kexin nodded in response.

Chen Che looked at Cheng Kexiang again; their eyes met, and the latter became shy.

"It's my younger sister," Cheng Kexin said. "As expected of fellow disciples, you saved my sister's life the moment you came down from the mountain. We are truly fated!"

Chen Che wanted to say something else, but Cheng Kexin patted Chen Che on the shoulder and said: "Don't stand here. You haven't eaten yet, right? Senior Sister is treating; let's eat and talk."

The three of them arrived at a restaurant, and Cheng Kexin ordered a whole table of dishes at once, having quite the air of a full Manchu-Han feast.

"Little Junior Brother, eat up, these are all for you!" Cheng Kexin said enthusiastically.

Chen Che laughed: "Senior Sister, isn't this too much? Even if I were a pig, I couldn't eat this much."

"What's wrong with a big guy having an appetite? Eat!" Cheng Kexin said.

Chen Che rubbed his stomach; he was indeed a bit hungry. He would worry about the rest later; he would eat first.

Chen Che started, and after a wolfish feast, the entire table of food was wiped out.

Cheng Kexin had a smile on her lips, quite satisfied. Cheng Kexiang had her small mouth open, looking surprised.

"Little Junior Brother, are you full? Do you want some more?" Cheng Kexin asked.

Chen Che touched his round belly and refused: "No need, I'm very full!"

Chen Che let out a burp and said: "Senior Sister, you are a Commander of the Justice Inspection Department. Will I cause you trouble for what happened tonight?"

"It's fine, don't worry. With me here, you won't have any trouble," Cheng Kexin blinked her large eyes. "You just go ahead and take your revenge; I will help you handle the cleanup."

Chen Che felt surprised: "How did you know I came down the mountain for revenge?"

Cheng Kexin said: "Master wrote to me as early as a month ago. It shouldn't just be me; your other senior sisters know too."

"Then, you also know about Master's passing..." Chen Che's expression was desolate.

"That's right, we know too," Cheng Kexin comforted him. "Master was long used to life and death, and who knows how many years he lived; he had lived enough."

Chen Che: "........"

Senior Sister really knows how to comfort people.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, Senior Sister will help you suppress what happened tonight and guarantee that not a single whisper gets out," Cheng Kexin promised, patting her chest. "Also, you practiced with Master for ten years, so your previous identity and household registration are long gone. I will help you get your new identity documents and such as soon as possible."

"Then thank you, Senior Sister," Chen Che said.

"Why be polite with family?" Cheng Kexin rested her chin on her hand and stared at Chen Che.

Sure enough, just as Cheng Kexiang said, this little junior brother of hers was truly good-looking.

Chen Che felt a bit embarrassed by Cheng Kexiang's gaze and said: "Senior Sister, how did you recognize me?"

"Through the Ghost Gate Needle Master gave you."

"Oh."

"......."

Chen Che really couldn't hold it in anymore and said, "Senior Sister, can you please stop staring at me like that!"

"What's wrong? You're good-looking, Junior Brother, are you not allowed to be looked at?" Cheng Kexin asked Cheng Kexiang beside her, "Sister, don't you agree?"

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes..." Cheng Kexiang had also been staring in a trance and answered in a panic, her face turning even redder.

Chen Che felt speechless.

Looking is fine, but could you please restrain the desire in your eyes a little?

The feeling of being stared at by a lioness in heat is a bit terrible.

Seeing Chen Che's embarrassed expression, Cheng Kexiang let out a giggle: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Senior Sister has something to tell you."