His hand reached out, his fingertips about to touch the girl's fair and tender cheek.
Xu Qian turned her head to avoid him, a cold sneer playing on her lips.
Fan Ziling, Jiang Shuo's lackey.
She had said she remembered everyone and would make sure none of them met a good end.
Pei Yuan's face turned ashen, and he stepped forward to shield Xu Qian.
"How can you threaten a young girl!"
"Old man, get out of my way."
Fan Ziling licked his gums. It was just a two-star mission, what was the need for all this arrogance.
Xu Qian closed her mouth. Would offending Pei Yuan have a good outcome? Although Pei Yuan was a great philanthropist, he would later be one of the investors in the base.
Pei Yuan's expression was grim. He asked in a low voice, "What do you want? Will you let her pass the mission if my wife appears?"
Fan Ziling let out a lecherous grin. "You have two choices: your wife appears before me, or she becomes my wife for a night, or perhaps for countless nights."
Pei Yuan's eyes reddened. How could he implicate others?
"Xu Qian, take out Shao Mei. Let him have a look."
Fan Ziling raised an eyebrow. "Oh, performing magic now?"
With a thought, Xu Qian produced the corpse of Mrs. Pei onto the stool where she had been sitting.
Mrs. Pei was dressed in a snow-white dress, her body rigid, her face pale. She didn't look like a dead person, but neither did she look alive.
Pei Yuan let out a faint smile. His wife was indeed well preserved.
Fan Ziling's face turned green with fright. Hadn't they said Mrs. Pei was already dead? How could she suddenly appear here?
Pei Yuan's voice was stiff. "Can the mission be completed now?"
"You... quickly take her away."
Fan Ziling felt that even the stool couldn't be kept, it was too terrifying.
"Let's stamp it first, Mr. Fan Ziling."
Xu Qian revealed a cold smile and handed him the A4 paper in her hand.
Fan Ziling took out a stamp from his chest and quickly affixed it, tossing the mission paper back to her.
"Get lost."
With a thought, Xu Qian took Mrs. Pei into her spatial artifact and turned to leave.
Pei Yuan turned to follow Xu Qian, but was stopped by Fan Ziling.
"You, wait here."
Pei Yuan looked at Xu Qian in confusion.
Xu Qian nodded at him and said, "He'll take you to the client. It's fine."
"Alright."
Pei Yuan narrowed his eyes, wondering who it was that wanted to save him.
Xu Qian walked out of the room and handed the form in her hand to the old man.
"Grandpa, please submit the mission for me. We're going to do a three-star mission."
"Good child, hurry up and go."
Mei Yuebai pulled Xu Qian and whispered, "I just heard 'wife, wife,' and it sounded quite intense. What were you doing?"
"Just a dog barking. Don't mind it."
On the other side.
Fan Ziling was in a foul mood. He had been fooled by a little girl!
He narrowed his eyes, staring at Pei Yuan.
"Old man, you, come here."
Pei Yuan's expression remained unchanged. "Take me to the client."
Fan Ziling narrowed his eyes. It was just a client for a two-star mission, what was there to be arrogant about.
"I told you to come, so come. Stop with the nonsense."
Pei Yuan's expression turned cold. No matter how down on his luck he was, he was still one of the richest men in G City. Although not from a prestigious family, he was a self-made billionaire. How could he allow such a brat to boss him around?
Fan Ziling's face turned red. Even an old man dared to disobey his orders.
He stood up, lifted his leg, and kicked him directly in the stomach.
Pei Yuan fell to the ground in pain, his whole body trembling.
After all, he was a soldier, his strength was naturally greater than that of an ordinary person.
Fan Ziling kicked fiercely, one kick after another.
"You dare to look down on me, you dare to look down on me! In the base, it doesn't matter if you're the king of heaven!"
Pei Yuan gritted his teeth and endured. His eyes were downcast. The hardships he suffered in his youth were far more unbearable than this, but in the end, didn't he still win?
Fan Ziling got a bit tired of kicking. He loosened the military buckle at his collar.
"Hoo, that felt good!"
He rolled his eyes and stepped over Pei Yuan's lower leg.
"Follow me."
Pei Yuan clenched his fist, veins bulging, and gritted his teeth as he forced himself up from the ground. Limping, he followed him into a vast office.