Chapter 139 Blue Scales

Stepping out of the old man's villa, Yang Jiekai did not feel particularly relieved. This was probably the first time he had killed so many people since returning to Huaxia.

Though the lives on his hands could probably pile up into a small hill, those were from his days on the mercenary battlefield. The reason he had returned quietly to Huaxia was precisely to live an ordinary life far away from bloodshed and gunpowder smoke, but he had never expected—

Yang Jiekai forcefully shook his head, attempting to banish these chaotic thoughts from his mind. The pressing priority was not to indulge in sentimental reflections; there was still a mountain of headaches waiting for him to deal with next.

It was already very late when he returned home, but Han Ning was not asleep, nor was she working overtime on company matters. Instead, she was sitting on the sofa watching some boring television drama.

"Wife, I'm back."

Seeing Han Ning, Yang Jiekai quickly greeted her with a smile, a warm feeling blossoming in his chest because he knew Han Ning was waiting up for him to come home.

Seeing Yang Jiekai, Han Ning turned off the television. "Jiekai, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Hearing this form of address, Yang Jiekai felt a sense of pleasantly surprised disbelief. Having known Han Ning for so long, this was the first time he had ever heard her address him by his given name, "Jiekai."

"Alright, what do you want to talk about? Go ahead."

Yang Jiekai sat down next to Han Ning with a smile.

Han Ning opened her mouth, hesitating and stopping herself. After a long moment, as if she had finally made a resolute decision, she bit her lip and said, "What happened at Pearl Island last time... I lied to you."

"I know," Yang Jiekai said with a smile.

"You knew?" Han Ning looked at Yang Jiekai in puzzlement.

Yang Jiekai smiled and nodded. "When you inexplicably disappeared back then, and then just as inexplicably reappeared safe and sound, I figured it couldn't simply be a matter of getting lost. Something unusual must have happened."

Seeing that he had hit the nail on the head, Han Ning felt somewhat embarrassed and said softly, "Then why didn't you ask me about it back then?"

Looking at Han Ning, Yang Jiekai smiled. "What was there to ask? Since you didn't want to talk about it, you must have had your reasons. Even though you are my wife, I respect you. Whatever you don't want to talk about, I will never ask."

Hearing him say this, Han Ning felt an overwhelming wave of guilt. She gently bit her lower lip and said, "At that time, someone really did come in through the back door and tried to kidnap me, but someone saved me."

"Oh?" Yang Jiekai asked with curiosity. "Who were they? Do you know them?"

"No."

Han Ning gently shook her head. "It was a woman about my age. She didn't tell me her name either. After saving me, she took me to a safe place and told me not to tell you that she had saved me."

"Tell me?" Yang Jiekai frowned. "You mean the person who saved you knows me?"

Han Ning nodded. "Yes, she even knew your name."

Yang Jiekai rubbed his nose and asked with a puzzled look, "What did she look like?"

"She was quite pretty."

Han Ning thought for a moment and said, "She was wearing a aquamarine cheongsam, and she gave off a feeling of being unapproachable."

"What, a blue cheongsam!"

Hearing this, Yang Jiekai sprang up from the sofa with a start. Staring at Han Ning with wide eyes, he asked, "Did she have an exceptionally cold and striking temperament, and was she wearing a string of silver bracelets on her wrist?"

Han Ning thought about it and nodded. "Yes, right, she really did have an exceptionally cold temperament, and it seemed like she did have a string of silver bracelets on her wrist. Why, do you know her?"

Han Ning looked at Yang Jiekai's agitated expression, completely baffled.

In truth, when the woman in the blue cheongsam had saved her, she originally intended to keep her promise and not tell Yang Jiekai about this. However, the events of the past two days made Han Ning feel that she could no longer keep it hidden, and she also knew how much effort Yang Jiekai had expended to find her back at Pearl Island.

Yang Jiekai felt a sudden buzzing in his head, and large tears instantly streamed down his face.

Han Ning froze completely. Having known Yang Jiekai for so long, this was the first time she had ever seen him cry.

Han Ning hurriedly pulled a tissue and handed it over, asking somewhat flusteredly, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Jiekai took the tissue, casually wiped the tears from his face, and took a deep breath. "Nothing. Wife, I'm a bit tired, so I'm going back to my room first. You should get some rest early too."

With that, Yang Jiekai walked quickly back to his room and locked the door. Feeling utterly devoid of strength, he lay on the bed with his hands pillowing his head, his mind entirely filled with the image of a certain someone.

Blue Scale, is it really you? Since you knew I was still alive, why didn't you come to see me? Could it be that you still refuse to forgive me?

That entire night, Yang Jiekai remained sleepless. If there was still anyone in this world who could make Yang Jiekai cry, there was only one person: Blue Scale.

Blue Scale, a woman as fluid as water, the woman who had lived and died with Yang Jiekai on the battlefield, fighting side by side, the woman with whom he could talk about anything under the moon.

Blue Scale, since you knew I was still alive, why didn't you come to see me? Blue Scale, do you know how much I miss you...

Yang Jiekai lay there with his hands behind his head, staring blankly until dawn broke the next day.

A phone ring suddenly sounded. Checking the screen, it was a call from Chen Peifeng.

"The matter you asked about has been handled for you. I'll send the address to your phone right away."

Chen Peifeng's efficiency was very high; in just over a day, he had tracked down the lair of the Soul Group. However, he seemed extremely wary of the Soul Group, repeatedly emphasizing over the phone, "I'm risking my life to do this for you this time. You must never say that I was the one who told you, otherwise I reckon I..."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Hearing that there was news about the Soul Group, Yang Jiekai sat up straight from the bed. "Send the address over quickly."

Upon receiving the address, a cold curve slowly formed at the corner of Yang Jiekai's mouth.

In a patch of wasteland on the outskirts of the city, the weeds grew at least half a person high, giving off an exceptionally desolate appearance.

Before long, a white BMW came speeding over like a flash of lightning. Inside the car were a man and a woman.

The man was driving when he suddenly slowed down, rolled down the window, and caught sight of an abandoned factory not far away. As if he had discovered a new continent, he exclaimed in surprise to the woman, "Baby, look over there, what a great spot!"

The woman followed the man's gaze and said coyly, "You're so bad. That place looks so creepy, I'm not going. Let's do it right in the car like we always do."

The man appeared exceptionally excited. "It's getting boring always doing car play every time. Come on, let's go over there. Doing it in such a spooky, eerie place must be really thrilling!"

Saying this, the man got out of the car, grabbed the woman, and jogged toward the factory.

"Aiya, you are so bad!"

The woman giggled, but at the same time, a sense of anticipation grew in her heart.

No one knew how many years the factory had been abandoned. Pushing open a rusted iron door, they found the courtyard overgrown with weeds, looking utterly desolate.

"Baby, I love you to death!"

The man impatiently pulled the woman into his arms and kissed her. Amidst a series of panting breaths, their clothes began to be stripped off one by one.

After a long while, accompanied by a low growl from the man, the two of them finally reached the peak together.

"Baby, that was so thrilling, we have to come here again next time!" the man said with lingering excitement.

"You're so bad, I'm not coming here next time!" the woman said coyly while putting on her clothes.

"Hey, look, there's a cigarette butt here."

The woman suddenly spotted a cigarette butt on the ground.

The man said, "Just a cigarette butt, what's so strange about that?"

The woman replied, "This cigarette butt looks like it was just thrown away not long ago. That means someone has been here."

The man laughed heartily. "You could be a detective. It's just a cigarette butt; maybe they were just people in the same line of work as us."

"Go on with you! Do you think everyone is as perverted as you?"

Wait!

Just as the two of them finished dressing and prepared to leave, the woman suddenly pointed toward the factory building and said, "There seems to be some movement inside."

The man also turned his head in puzzlement to look at the ajar factory doors, pricked up his ears to listen, and said, "Huh, it really sounds like there's something."

With that, the man's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly said excitedly, "Let's go, let's go explore inside. It must be very thrilling in there."

"Let's not go in. It feels spooky in there."

"Let's go, it's fine, I'm here."

As the man spoke, he dragged the woman toward the factory building. Just as they reached the entrance, the dilapidated iron door suddenly creaked open.

Meow!

A black shadow darted out from inside, scaring the two of them into retreating repeatedly. After recognizing the shadow, the man laughed heartily. "So it's just a stray cat! Haha, do you think this cat was also playing the field out here?"

"Get lost! Do you think everyone is as bad as you?"

At that exact moment, a hoarse male voice suddenly came from inside, speaking in awkward Huaxia language, "You two, do what you just did all over again."

The two of them were instantly jolted with fear. The room was pitch black, and they couldn't see a thing.

The man's family had some money, and he was accustomed to acting arrogantly on a regular basis. He shouted loudly toward the inside, "Who the hell is hiding and peeking like a ghost? Get out here!"

"I'll say it again, do what you just did over again. I haven't seen enough yet," that voice came from inside once more.

"Well, fuck!"

The man instantly lost his temper and shouted toward the interior at the top of his lungs, "Who the fuck are you, daring to hide and spy on this young master? Do you know who my young master's father is? Get your ass out here right now and kowtow three times, or else do you believe this young master will skin you alive?"

As soon as his voice fell, a short yet exceptionally sturdy man suddenly walked out from the inside. Holding a handgun, the man spoke in a hoarse voice, "The man, dead, dead. The pretty girl, can live a little longer."

"I'll go to your..."

Before the man could finish his outburst, he only heard a muffled *thud*. An extra blood hole suddenly appeared right between his eyebrows, and his eyes widened as he fell straight backward.

Ah—

The woman let out a heart-rending scream. The short man pointed his gun at her and said playfully, "You, take off all your clothes, and I'll let you live a little longer!"