Fairy, I am truly a virtuous gentleman!

"Hmm... um?"

After two sounds, the woman finally woke up, and a beautiful voice, like heavenly music, rang out from her red lips.

She stared in surprise at the burly man in front of her, then glanced at the group of people behind him. She was startled and let out a soft, frightened cry, like a small animal.

Zhu, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), smiled gently: "Miss, there's no need to be nervous. We are all respectable people, employees of a security escort agency. We're out here on a mission. My surname is Zhu, and I'm their head镖师."

Seemingly seeing Zhu's kind attitude and measured manner of speaking, the woman quickly patted her ample bosom and said, "Oh...Is that so? You scared me to death, Young Master Zhu."

Young Master? She actually called me Young Master?

This is the first time a woman has ever called me "Young Master"...

The woman's voice was incredibly charming and soft, and Zhu Biaotou felt as if a monkey in heat was jumping around in his mind, making him restless.

He suppressed the heat rising in his body, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect again, and said in a hoarse voice, "How could I be worthy of the title 'Young Master'? I'm just a rough man..."

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard), abruptly changed the subject, "It's quite remarkable that you, young lady, are so extraordinary. How come you're all alone in this desolate wilderness, huddled in this dilapidated temple? Where are your family?"

"Sigh~"

The woman sighed softly, seemingly quite melancholy, and said, "My name is Wang Mei, and I am from Wangjia Village, which is about ten miles to the east. Young Master Zhu, you can just call me Amei."

"I was planning to find a suitable, honest family to settle down with, but our tyrannical old village chief, relying on his official appointment letter, is acting arrogantly and even insists on taking me as his concubine. He's a decrepit old man in his sixties or seventies, how could I possibly agree to that?"

"Later I thought, since my parents are already dead, I might as well find a wealthy family to work for, so I ran away, and that's how I ended up like this."

As she spoke, the woman raised her head, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

He hadn't looked closely before, but now her face was fully revealed to Zhu the镖头 (bodyguard/escort).

Her lips were a touch of crimson, her eyebrows were like willow branches, and her eyes were like stars. In particular, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye added to her pitiful and charming appearance.

They didn't consider the veracity of what the other person said, nor did they bother to verify it.

Zhu Biaotou's breathing became increasingly rapid, his eyes bloodshot, and at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

She has to be mine!

"Miss Amei, why don't you come with me? I have a lot of savings, and I earn quite a bit of money from each delivery run. I can buy a big house, and then the two of us can live happily together!"

Zhu the镖头 exclaimed excitedly, but no one noticed that his behavior had become somewhat strange.

However, at that moment, a figure in the distance suddenly stood up. It was the same person who had made the suggestion to Chief Escort Zhu earlier.

He said in a deep voice, "Chief Zhu, you can't do this. Do you really want to take this young lady back to your gilded cage? Let the brothers have a go at least a bit."

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard), was stunned for a moment, then his gaze suddenly became fixed on him.

"Old Chen, you're asking for it."

Old Chen didn't take it seriously and instead walked over with a lewd grin.

Apart from Zhu the镖头 (head镖师), he was the strongest in the team.

"What do you mean by 'die'? I mean 'fuck to death'..."

Suddenly, Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard), pulled out a knife from his pocket. With a flash of cold light, he turned around and stabbed it into Old Chen's chest.

Old Chen's mouth was blocked by gushing blood, and he could only gurgle and stammer, unable to speak.

A few drops landed on Zhu Biaotou's face, making his crazed features look even more terrifying.

...

...

In the deep darkness of the night, the waning moon was obscured by thick, dark clouds, and the mountains were shrouded in darkness.

But inside an abandoned ancient temple in this wilderness, swords clashed and blood splattered everywhere.

Zhu Biaotou's attack on Lao Chen was like a spark that instantly ignited the powder keg of silence among the crowd.

They were all panting heavily when they suddenly stood up, weapons in hand, their eyes bloodshot, and charged at their brothers and comrades who had shared hardships with them.

"She...is mine!"

"Bullshit! Mine!"

"Are you looking for death? I've been wanting to get back at you for ages!"

"Come on! Do me!"

There were all sorts of heated arguments and shouts, but not a single scream.

The white knife went in, the red knife came out; even if a vital spot was hit, the person would only grit their teeth, furiously wanting to drag the other person into the abyss as well.

As life faded away, this place slowly transformed into a living hell.

The campfire was still burning, but the shadows it cast were no longer those of the broken Buddha statues inside the house, but rather a feast of slaughter.

Finally, the grand feast came to an end.

The last person stood unsteadily in the pool of blood.

He held a knife in his hand, the bloodstains on the hilt of which, like those on his body, had become so thick that they could not be washed off, layer upon layer of thick blood, whether from others or himself, it was hard to tell.

He is Zhu the镖头 (bodyguard).

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard/escort), stared blankly at his disheveled hair, his hands trembling as he muttered repeatedly, "What have I done? What have I done..."

The beautiful woman named Wang Mei chuckled, revealing a charming and captivating smile.

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard/escort), whirled around, his eyes glaring at the woman as he roared with intense hatred, "It's you! You... demon! It's all because of you!"

The woman's smile vanished, replaced by displeasure. "A demon? I'm not some lowly monster hiding in the abyss. Shouldn't you be afraid of me? How dare you yell at me?"

Even when complaining, a woman exudes a charming and beautiful aura, making her endearing and impossible to dislike.

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard), gave a bitter smile.

Yes, he should be afraid, but he had nothing left; all his brothers were dead!

Those were all his partners who followed him and trusted him!

They also have their own relatives, wives, daughters, and children. How can I face them?

...However, even with this thought in mind, Zhu the镖头 did not have the courage to draw his knife and rush towards the woman.

Instead, the woman gave a cold laugh and began to speak slowly in a soft, sinister tone.

"You still have feelings of compassion? That's just self-deception. I clearly see evil in you, in the countless innocent people you've harmed."

"you!"

Zhu, the镖头 (bodyguard), was immediately startled.

"Hmm, let me see. For example, this mother and daughter who went to seek refuge with relatives and tried to hitch a ride on the way. After you insulted them, you dismembered them and fed them to wild animals."

"It's like you passed through a small village, found it to be remote with only a few households, so you killed all the men, kidnapped the women to vent your anger, and then sold them off..."

"Oh, and this too. This time you weren't transporting goods, you were transporting a living person, a wealthy merchant. And you killed him and divided his wealth among yourselves. Tsk tsk, aren't you more terrifying than me?"

Zhu, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), was terrified, his face filled with horror as he asked, "How...how did you know all this?"

"How did I know?"

The woman smiled slightly. "Because I can see it. I can see their lingering grievances after death transformed into ropes binding your necks. Can't you feel it?"

The knife clattered to the ground, and Zhu the镖头's eyes widened suddenly as he frantically scratched his neck with both hands.

His eyes rolled back, his tongue stuck out uncontrollably, and he struggled to kick his legs, but to no avail. He gradually lost his breath and collapsed with a thud.

Looking around, corpses littered the ground and blood flowed like rivers; the intense red light seemed to have tinged even the night with crimson.

At this moment, both inside and outside the temple fell into a deathly silence.

The woman stretched lazily, muttering to herself, "One Qi Refining expert, a dozen or so Innate Grandmasters... Sigh, this little bit of blood energy is nothing... I wonder what this great opportunity Master was talking about is, making me take such a big risk to come here, and he even said he would personally take action..."

Suddenly, the woman raised her eyebrows slightly, tilted her long, slender, snow-white neck, and giggled, "Senior brother, have you seen enough?"

"Junior Sister Wang, congratulations on your further advancement in cultivation."

A distinguished-looking man in white robes, with a face as fair as jade, slowly materialized from the sky, his tone somewhat apprehensive.

"I didn't mean to disturb your cultivation. The lives of these mortals and rogue cultivators are of no concern to us. It's just that my uncle said we must reach the inner city before dawn, and time is running out."

Wang Mei smiled gently, covering her face with her sleeve, and said softly, "I understand, Junior Sister is coming right away."

The man in white nodded slightly, then unleashed a dark beam of light that shot into the distance.

Upon seeing this, 'Wang Mei' revealed a strange smile.

You idiot, your junior sister Wang is long gone.

The woman lightly lifted her jade-like foot, about to leave, but then, as if remembering something, she turned back and casually waved her hand.

The dilapidated ancient temple, along with a pile of corpses and remains, vanished in an instant.

Dali did not respect Confucianism or worship Buddhism, so where did the temples come from?

From the moment they stepped into the ancient temple, the group of镖客 (bodyguards/escorts) were already trapped in an illusion.

Just as everything was about to vanish, a small Bagua mirror began to buzz. At a certain moment, the mirror reflected a terrifying image of bloodlust rising to the sky, extremely malevolent.

Click.

As the Bagua mirror shattered, the evil reflection vanished into nothingness.