She slumped powerlessly onto the couch, next to her, the wine as red as blood spilled from the overturned glass, spreading across the table, flowing.
Drip, drip... Drops fell onto the marble floor, creating a clear sound, each echo syncing with the beat of her heart.
Night Phoenix lazily raised her eyes to the woman on the other side of the table, who pointed a gun at her. Her red lips curled into a stunning smile as she stated a fact: "Cold Moon, your hand is shaking. This is not how an outstanding mercenary should behave."
"Shut up! I don't need you to lecture me!" Cold Moon shouted in a cold voice, a flash of murderous intent in her eyes as her hand holding the gun trembled even more. "Night Phoenix, you've only been in this business two years longer than I, why are you the queen of mercenaries? Why does everyone like you? Even Luo Ze likes you! Why? I love him so much. Why doesn't he love me but you, a heartless woman? I can't bear it! I can't bear it!"
Looking at the twisted face of Cold Moon, Night Phoenix suddenly wanted to laugh. A trace of amusement filtered through her dark eyes, carrying a touch of utmost scorn.
Ah, the queen of mercenaries? Luo Ze? Look, this is the partner she has always treated like a sister and protected wholeheartedly. All for a position, for a man, she wants to put her to death. Ah, she blinded herself, who else can she blame?
"Cold Moon, do you know what I hate the most?" Even though she was completely weak, on the brink of life and death, she casually lay on the couch, her demeanor calm, as if making small talk. However, it seemed as if ice had formed in her eyes, chilling to the bone.
"I don’t know and I don’t ever want to!" Cold Moon revealed a hideous smile on her face, pulling the trigger. Seeing a blossom of blood blooming on Night Phoenix's chest, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
However, that laughter soon stuck in her throat. Disbelieving, she looked down at the dagger plugging her chest, the hand clutching it wearing a bracelet of blood. It was Night Phoenix's hand, she recognized it.
"What I hate the most is betrayal!" The warm breath sprayed on her ear, the voice was gentle, but it sent a chill down her spine.
The voice in her ear was so close, yet so far away...
Her body slid down weakly, her last consciousness questioned: Wasn't Night Phoenix under the influence of her special drug, unable to move?
Unfortunately, no one was able to answer her anymore. With Cold Moon's fall, Night Phoenix also fell.
That bullet hit her straight in the heart, the pain of which let her ignite her body's last potential and kill this traitor!
As her consciousness gradually faded... Just before the last shred of awareness disappeared, she seemed to see her jade bracelet with a blood-rimmed glow a dazzling red light, enveloping her and Cold Moon...
On the mainland of Diancang, in the town of Niehuang, at the Phoenix Pavilion.
"Ha ha ha ha——"
In the dawn of early morning, a sudden laughter shatters the silence of the pavilion, startling the birds perched on the trees in the courtyard.
Inside an ornately decorated room, a woman dressed in pink laughs heartily, her hand resting on the window sill. Her delicate face becomes distorted due to her wild laughter.
Beside the woman in pink, a girl in a red dress quietly sits in a wheelchair, her eyes tightly closed. Between her exquisite eyebrows, there seems to be a hint of barely suppressed pain. There's a smear of drying blood near corner of her pale lips, making her face even more ghostly pale. In contrast to her paleness, a dot of vermillion on her brow stands out vividly, eerily seductive.
The woman in pink ceases her laughing after a while, looking at the person on the wheelchair, she snickers again: "Hehe... Finally dead, eh! I've told you, you can't beat me. Whether it's the Ye family or Mr. Yin, they are all mine! They all belong to me, Ye Qi!"