Chapter 261: A Special Card

Wan Yue shook her head wildly, her face smeared with tears, snot and blood.

"I really know I was wrong! I'm sorry! I'm going to the regional channel right now to clear things up! Please, let me go!"

Cheng Shuili stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"Fine." She leisurely withdrew her gun, "I'll give you a chance."

Cheng Shuili's smile suddenly softened; she even reached out to smooth Wan Yue's disheveled collar, her voice gentle enough to send chills down the spine:

"Immediately make a public apology on the regional channel, admitting that you deliberately exposed Wan Yi's privacy and incited others to use the Duel Card."

Wan Yue nodded frantically, and Cheng Shuili continued, "Remember, send it as voice. I want to hear your crying confession, after all your pleading just now was pretty good acting."

Su Rui timely released her restraints, and the two of them stared at Wan Yue as she opened the regional channel.

Wan Yue trembled as she pressed the voice button, her tearful apology echoing through the regional channel: 【I am Wan Yue! I deliberately exposed Wan Yi's food‑cart identity and incited everyone to use the Duel Card to trouble her! I'm wrong! I really—】

Cheng Shuili abruptly cut off the recording, clicking her tongue in displeasure, "Not sincere enough." She drew a dagger and thrust it into the carriage floor, the blade grazing Wan Yue's finger, and asked, "Want to start over?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wan Yue, in a breakdown, re‑recorded; this time she almost slammed her forehead against the screen, her hoarse confession mingled with genuine terror.

Cheng Shuili clicked send with satisfaction, and the onlookers on the regional channel, smelling the drama, flocked in.

"What's happening? What's happening?!"

"Where's my assistant! One minute! I need to know what happened to this woman!"

"Wasn't she pretty bold just now? We were all perched on the moral high ground, judging her harshly, and she kept a thick‑skinned defiant mouth—why the sudden apology?"

"What on earth happened?!!! So strange, it feels like a kitten is scratching my heart!"

Cheng Shuili, satisfied, a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, was about to contact Wan Yi when she received her message.

【Wan Yi】: The highway just merged, sigh... I got shot, hit my arm, probably not fatal, but I definitely can't cook anymore.

What??

What!!

Cheng Shuili paused, her gaze toward Wan Yue now laced with genuine murderous intent. She was eager to go see Qi Wan Yi, but how to handle this guy depended on what Qi Wan Yi thought.

Cheng Shuili snapped a photo and sent it to Qi Wan Yi; the other party was extremely eager, and almost the moment the photo was seen, a call came through.

Cheng Shuili smiled at the anxious Wan Yue, raised her hand and pressed to answer.

"Lao Da! Don't kill her!"

Qi Wan Yi's voice came from the system panel, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Su Rui couldn't help but poke her ear, evidently doubting whether she had misheard.

Cheng Shuili also thought she might have misheard, but she was patient, intending to hear Qi Wan Yi's reasoning.

Wan Yue, as if she had received a death‑immunity token, sprang up from her limp state; her blood‑soaked face twisted into a maniacal grin, a hoarse laugh forced from her throat:

"Did you hear that! She said not to kill me! This is our grudge! She won't even kill me, so what right do you have to act?!"

Wan Yue sat up straight, straining to turn her head toward Cheng Shuili's panel, as if trying to speak directly to Qi Wan Yi.

But unfortunately, Su Rui has a short temper.

She kicked Wan Yue back down in an instant; Cheng Shuili looked at her in surprise, their gazes meeting.

Su Rui said irritably, "Why can't we kill?"

Cheng Shuili silently looked at the panel showing the ongoing call.

Qi Wan Yi bit the bandage, carefully wrapped around her arm; she had just exhaled, the ringing in her ears lessening, just in time to hear Su Rui's words.

She exhaled slowly and explained, "She has a special card in her hand, likely related to vehicles; its function is roughly to swap a vehicle with a selected player, and she chose me. Lao Da... get this in hand, then kill."

I see.

So she has a special card in her hand?

Cheng Shuili understood; these special cards all have usage conditions, just like the Special Dungeon Opening Card in Ge Wudi's hand, and those conditions aren't easily met.

Wan Yue's whole ordeal was to swap vehicles with Qi Wan Yi, after all.

If Qi Wan Yi's words had Cheng Shuili focusing on the earlier part, Su Rui only caught the two words "kill again".

Oh, so you still want to kill?

She smiled, a sigh of relief evident in her eyes toward Wan Yue.

As for Wan Yue, her pupils suddenly constricted, and the manic joy on her face froze.

She sounded like a strangled egg, a "gurgle" forced from her throat, blood‑stained nails scratching a few bloody marks on the floor.

"No... it's not like that!"

She suddenly thrashed violently, the back pressed down emitting a strained crack.

"I tore that card long ago! Qi Wan Yi, what are you babbling?! No... I never had such a card! You're lying! You're framing me!"

Cheng Shuili crouched, looking into Wan Yue's eyes; before she could speak, she smiled.

This person is truly stupid to a certain degree; argue and argue, bite a claim to death, who still says what? Wan Yue, on the other hand, ends up contradicting herself in front of Cheng Shuili and Su Rui.

Cheng Shuili shook her head, "What a pity, your lies aren't even that good."

Wan Yue tried to argue further, but Su Rui standing nearby dealt a harsh blow.

With her movement, Wan Yue let out a scream.

Su Rui waited patiently for her scream to end, then, expressionless, threatened, "Don't think anything—since it's all death, it's worth making us sick right before you die, or something like that."

She drew a dagger, flicked the blade across Wan Yue's thigh, and said, "There are too many ways to die in this world; now you can choose either a quick, painless death or a death after endless torment."

Wan Yue's complexion turned pale, yet she was inherently fierce; she refused to choose, and also refused to accept reality as it was.

Sweat droplets the size of beans dotted her face, showing extreme fear, yet she ignored Su Rui's words, turning her head toward the panel before Cheng Shuili, "Qi Wan Yi! Did you hear that! We were master and disciple, and you just stand there watching them torture me?"

Cheng Shuili clicked her tongue lightly, voice cold, "Did you hear that, Wan Yi? You conduct yourself so well. Even those who betray you think you would still forgive her."

Qi Wan Yi, still angry, couldn't help but shake her head at Cheng Shuili's slightly mocking remark, and, thick‑skinned, said, "I'll take that as a compliment. Su Rui, you're with you, right? Su Rui, don't let her go."