Chapter 89: You Will Die a Miserable Death

"He is already dead, executed by firing squad, he died a year ago. What exactly is your relationship with him? I get it now, you are avenging him. Who are you?" Li Qingwan suddenly understood, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"Heh, what is my relationship with him?" Chen Yu laughed. He leaned into Li Qingwan's ear and said softly, "I understand you just as well as he did. I know your background, I know your preferences, every little detail about you—I understand it all. I even understand you better than you understand yourself."

"Doing evil things always comes with a price. As for who I am, you can guess that for yourself. Besides, the family you settled abroad seems to make a living through fraud as well. Don't worry, overseas sentencing for fraudsters is very strict; they will never, ever walk out of Prison."

"Don't touch my family! Who are you? Who exactly are you?" Li Qingwan was nearly breaking down.

"Who I am is no longer important. Your ex-husband loved you so much; he was willing to give his own life for you. He gave you everything, yet you conspired with others to seize his family assets and frame him."

Chen Yu grinned: "You didn't even give birth to his posthumous child, leaving him not a shred of his final bloodline. You are so cruel."

"Qingwan Group has already gone bankrupt and is being liquidated. The fact that Zhou Lin framed him for murder is established. It won't be long before he also faces the execution ground. As for you, besides becoming a laughingstock to everyone, you will have nothing left. Also, do you think Zhou Lin will sell you out while he's in jail?" Chen Yu laughed.

"Devil, you are a devil!" Li Qingwan shrieked. She struggled desperately, trying to reach out and grab Chen Yu, but the handcuffs on her wrists held her firmly, making it impossible for her to touch him.

The police outside heard the commotion inside and rushed in. They looked at Li Qingwan's situation and said, "Mr. Chen, she is emotionally unstable. Please leave for now."

Chen Yu nodded. He turned to leave, and as he reached the door, he looked back and gave Li Qingwan a meaningful smile.

Li Qingwan couldn't help but shudder. In Chen Yu, she suddenly saw the shadow of her late ex-husband.

"Chen Yu, there is some bad news." After Chen Yu came out, Ning Ruoxue walked up to him: "Zhou Lin escaped while being transferred."

"Escaped?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, it seems someone helped him." Ning Ruoxue said bitterly: "I hope we can catch him soon."

"He won't get away." Chen Yu smiled faintly: "A stray dog doesn't even have the qualifications to run."

Chen Yu took out his phone: "Shi Hu, I want to find Zhou Lin."

"We are already looking. The Lin family has mobilized all its power to block Zhou Lin. However, there seems to be a very strong force behind him helping him. But please rest assured, Mr. Chen, no matter how strong the other party is, in Fengling, if they are a tiger they must lie down, and if they are a dragon they must coil up." Shi Hu replied respectfully.

"Very well, find him and notify me immediately." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

In the suburbs, in a farmhouse within an orchard, Zhou Lin stumbled inside. He collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air.

The farmhouse had simple furnishings. On the table in the center sat a mobile phone. Zhou Lin rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a knife from the table and tucked it into his waistband, then ran to the water vat, picked up a ladle, scooped up water, and gulped it down.

Because he drank too violently, the water choked him, causing him to cough violently. He half-collapsed to one side, gasping heavily.

"Chen Yu, I will have my revenge. I definitely will." A look of hatred erupted in Zhou Lin's eyes.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang. Zhou Lin jumped up and stared at the phone vigilantly.

He was now a wanted felon on the run, and the police were hunting him with all their might. Even the slightest disturbance made him feel uneasy.

The phone on the table vibrated, emitting a loud sound, as if reminding him to answer the call.

Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment, then walked to the table and picked up the phone.

"There is cash and a plane ticket in the drawer under the table, along with a new passport and identification. Take these things and go abroad; someone will meet you there." A hoarse voice came from the other end of the line, a voice that had been processed.

"Who are you?" Zhou Lin asked.

"You will know who I am once you reach abroad. You inadvertently helped the God Lord realize the step of the Red Soul's rebirth. Without you, the Purple Star Emperor Fate would not have awakened, so the God Lord naturally won't treat you poorly." The other party laughed.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Zhou Lin was completely confused.

"You will understand. Take the things and get to the airport before ten o'clock." The other party said.

"Why should I trust you?" Zhou Lin demanded angrily.

"Because you have no choice." The other party's tone tightened: "Leave immediately, be quick."

"Explain yourself." Zhou Lin was furious, but the other party had already hung up.

He hurriedly pulled open the drawer and found a bag containing cash and a fake passport with his photo on it. He grabbed the items and headed out.

Unfortunately, he was a step too late. As the door opened, Chen Yu's face—the one that filled him with hatred and fear—appeared in the doorway.

"Chen Yu, you still won't let me go?" Zhou Lin took a step back, his hand behind his back, reaching for the knife at his waist.

"If it weren't to let you experience what despair is, I would have killed you long ago. Why would I have left you alive until now?" Chen Yu smiled.

"Chen Yu, there's no deep hatred between us, is there? Besides, you've already slept with my wife. You've taken such a big advantage of me, I won't even hold it against you. Let me go, I'll go abroad right now and never come back. How about that?" Zhou Lin suddenly softened his stance.

"I have no interest in your wife. But you're admitting defeat so quickly? Zhou Lin, that's not your character." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, if you don't die, I can't sleep at night."

A flash of cruelty suddenly crossed Zhou Lin's Double Pupils. He grabbed the knife and slashed fiercely at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu backhanded the knife away from him and punched him in the chest.

*Puff*... Zhou Lin's body flew five or six meters away. He collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.

Chen Yu stepped forward a few paces and smashed a fist into Zhou Lin's stomach. The moment Zhou Lin opened his mouth to scream, Chen Yu extended his right hand and forcibly shoved several pill-like objects into Zhou Lin's abdomen.

"What did you feed me?" Zhou Lin coughed desperately, but the thing Chen Yu fed him melted as soon as it entered his stomach. Immediately, he felt as if something was moving inside his gut.

"Flowing Heart Butterfly, something that exists in legends. What you just ate were Flowing Heart Butterfly eggs. This creature is born in the bitter cold lands of Xiangnan. It looks like a butterfly egg and never hatches year-round. Upon encountering blood, it becomes a pupa. Inside your abdomen, it will bite through your stomach, burrow into your heart, and feed on your heart's blood."

"In three days, the pupa will turn into a butterfly and then break out through your chest. Before you die, you will see what they look like; they are very beautiful, with seven colors." Chen Yu laughed: "It's just that this process will be very long and painful for you."

Just as Chen Yu finished speaking, Zhou Lin began to shriek in agony. He clutched his stomach, as if countless insects were gnawing away inside his gut.

"Congratulations, it has already begun." Chen Yu laughed.