From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

At 11 p.m., the lights were still on in the riverside building.

The TV screen is frozen on the results screen of a shooting game.

Lu Yunzhou and Ye Zhiwei sat side by side on the sofa, each holding a game controller, with music playing on repeat on the screen.

Lu Yunzhou stared at the screen, but kept his ears outside the door.

The river breeze brushed against the courtyard wall, but there was no sound of footsteps on the stone steps in front of the gate.

All the lights in the house were on, and the curtains weren't drawn properly, so the situation in the living room was clearly visible to anyone outside.

Ye Zhiwei hugged the cushion, her knees together, her shoulders occasionally twitching.

She was wearing loose loungewear, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face had the soft glow of someone who had just woken up.

Her appearance made it hard to associate her with the Raven Feather Squadron 12.

A short blade was hidden under the sofa, there was room to turn around behind the coffee table, and a thin rope was hidden by the door.

This small building has been converted into a hunting ground.

Lu Yunzhou deliberately placed himself in the most conspicuous position, while Ye Zhiwei sat in the place closest to the door.

They'll be the first thing anyone does if they barge in.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

The soles of my shoes trod across the stone steps, and I approached step by step.

Ye Zhiwei lowered her head, and the controller in her hand stopped.

Lu Yunzhou kept his eyes glued to the television, his thumb lightly tapping the buttons twice.

My footsteps stopped in front of the door.

The next moment, the door was kicked open, and the lock, along with wood chips, flew into the living room. The heavy impact made the decorative paintings on the wall shake a few times.

A woman in a long black coat stepped across the threshold.

Lilith carried a silver leather bag, her long hair falling over her shoulders.

She scanned the room, her gaze landing on Lu Yunzhou, her face filled with undisguised murderous intent.

"Lu Yunzhou, three days have passed."

Lilith raised her chin.

Lu Yunzhou dropped the handle from his hand, bumped into the edge of the sofa, and then hugged a cushion and shrank back inside.

"Don't kill me, I'll go get a divorce tomorrow."

His voice trembled, and his shoulders shook twice.

Lilith took a few steps closer and kicked the handle off the ground with the tip of her shoe.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now."

She bent down to pick up the handle, then casually smashed it against the corner of the wall, causing the plastic casing to crack on the spot.

Lu Yunzhou moved back on the sofa and raised his hand to protect his head.

"I don't want the money, and I'll give you the Feng family's house. Please, just let me go."

Lilith stared at his retreating figure, a hint of disdain in her eyes.

The man's reaction was exactly as she had found in the information.

He relies on Feng Qianyi for a living, is cowardly and afraid of death, and will only bow his head when faced with a real killing situation.

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Heavy footsteps came from outside the door.

Two tall men walked into the living room, their shoulders broad and their arms covered in muscles from training.

They wore tactical vests issued by Gray Tower, with short sticks and sabers hanging from their waists.

The man walking in front was named Hans, and he had an old scar that ran diagonally across his brow bone.

The man behind him was named Jack. He had a missing piece of his right ear and stared at Ye Zhiwei as soon as he entered the room.

Lilith pointed to the sofa.

"Hans, Jack, get rid of Lu Yunzhou. Take that woman away and do whatever you want with her."

After she finished speaking, she stepped back to the door, ready to watch Lu Yunzhou die in the room.

Ye Zhiwei hugged the pillow tightly and shrank back a little.

Jack grinned and walked towards her.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, just come with me."

Jack reached out and grabbed her collar.

Ye Zhiwei lowered her head, her shoulders were still trembling, but her arm was already pressed against the edge of the cushion.

The moment Jack's hand touched the clothes, she looked up.

The softness on her face vanished completely.

Ye Zhiwei braced her left arm around Jack's elbow, gripped his wrist with her right hand, and pressed her shoulder into his chest.

She lowered her waist, hooked her feet around the other man's ankles, and used the force of Jack's forward momentum to cross and lock her arms together.

Jack's neck was pulled to the side.

With a click.

His body froze on the spot, his knees slammed onto the carpet, and his hands were still hanging in mid-air.

Ye Zhiwei released her grip, and Jack fell to the side with his head tilted to the side.

Hans's expression changed.

He raised the short stick and smashed it down on the back of Ye Zhiwei's head.

Ye Zhiwei dodged to the side, and the short blade under the coffee table was already in her hand.

She turned and moved close to Hans, the blade slicing along his throat.

Hans clutched his neck, and the short stick slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Blood trickled down his collar. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a complete sound before his body slammed heavily against the door.

From the moment Jack fell to the moment Hans died, only one breath elapsed.

Two more corpses were found inside the house.

Lilith stood in the doorway, her heels frozen in place.

She looked at Jack, then at Hans, whose throat was still bleeding, and her contempt froze.

This result was beyond her expectations.

Every mercenary that Grey Tower can send into Sheng'an has been screened on the battlefield.

Hans is skilled in close combat, and Jack once subdued three knife-wielding thugs with his bare hands.

When the two of them work together, even an eighth-rank martial artist has to exert some effort.

Now, they couldn't even last three seconds.

Ye Zhiwei shook the blood off the knife and kicked the dagger from Jack's waist aside.

Lilith pressed her handbag against her purse, her gaze sweeping across the living room.

The TV was still playing game music, and Lu Yunzhou remained huddled behind the sofa.

Ye Zhiwei was already standing beside the two mercenaries' corpses, her movements clean and efficient, without the slightest hint of panic on her face.

She finally realized what was happening.

Someone was already waiting for her in that little building.

"Was this a trap set by Feng Qianyi?"

Lilith gritted her teeth.

The message she received clearly stated that Lu Yunzhou was left here alone, with only a woman who was incapable of fighting by his side.

The liaison responsible for delivering the message repeatedly assured that there were no other experts in the house.

Ye Zhiwei gripped the short blade, its tip pointing towards the ground.

"you guess."

Her voice was soft, but her wrist was so steady that it didn't tremble at all.

Lilith stepped back to the door and placed her right foot on the floor tile.

She stopped looking at the body on the ground and quickly scanned the windows, stairs, and back door.

Every location could be hiding an ambush, and every shadow could be a gun barrel sticking out.

Lu Yunzhou was still begging for mercy behind the sofa.

"Miss Ye, please don't kill her. Killing her will cause trouble."

Lu Yunzhou shrank his neck, his voice still trembling.

Ye Zhiwei turned around and glanced at him.

Lu Yunzhou lowered his head, his shoulders trembling even more violently.

Upon hearing this, Lilith clenched her teeth.

She finally realized that she had stepped into a trap prepared by the Fengming Group.

Feng Qianyi had already guessed that she would bring people to break in, so she deliberately left Lu Yunzhou in the small building to lure her and the Gray Tower members in to their deaths.

If this drags on any longer, those outside will soon block our escape route.

Lilith raised her arms, and the internal energy surged out along her meridians.

The curtains in the living room were pulled back, the water glass on the table fell to the ground and shattered, and cracks appeared in the lampshade by the wall.

Her aura grew stronger and stronger, and the floor tiles beneath her feet could not withstand the pressure, with fine cracks extending outwards from the soles of her shoes.

A power approaching the eighth rank suppressed the entire living room.

Ye Zhiwei gripped the short blade tightly and took a half-inch step forward.

Lu Yunzhou finally raised his head from behind the sofa.

He put down the cushion he was holding and slowly straightened up.

The panic on his face faded, his gaze fell on Lilith, and he casually tossed the game controller in his hand to the ground.

The hunter opened his eyes.

Lilith stared at Lu Yunzhou, gathering all her inner energy, ready to fight her way out.