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Chu Nan really didn't continue forward, clearly hesitant to act for fear of harming the innocent.

It's true that the lotus has opened to eight petals, but he improved too quickly and didn't have a proper chance to familiarize himself with his power.

He dared not gamble whether he was faster or whether Xue Beichen pulled the trigger faster.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Xue Beichen couldn't help but smile. "Go upstairs. There's a hole on the top floor. Just jump down from there!"

Chu Nan looked at Xue Beichen, and Xue Beichen was also looking at him.

"If I jump, will you let Sister Tang go?"

"You, surnamed Chu, have no right to negotiate with me!"

Chu Nan remained silent for two seconds, then glanced at Xia Wantang, who was hanging in mid-air.

The two wounds on her legs were still bleeding, and her face was covered in tears.

Even so, she just looked at Chu Nan, her eyes filled with something very complicated.

Chu Nan didn't say anything more, but turned around and walked towards the stairs.

There is a hole in the top floor of the flour mill that is nearly two meters in diameter. It was probably left when large equipment was dismantled back then.

The concrete edges were uneven, revealing rusty steel bars.

You can see directly onto the concrete ground floor; there's no buffer zone at a height of over ten meters.

"Jump!"

Xue Beichen urged, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement, "Jump now!"

Chu Nan stood at the edge of the hole, first looking down at the cement ground beneath his feet, then turning back to look at Xia Wantang.

Then, without hesitation, he jumped down into the hole!

Upon seeing this, Xia Wantang's eyes widened in fury. She tried desperately to make a sound, but no sound came out.

All he could do was shake it desperately. The chains screeched as they swayed violently, and tears streamed down his face, washing away the dust.

"Bang!"

A dull thud came from downstairs. The sound wasn't loud, but everyone in the quiet flour factory heard it clearly.

Xue Beichen looked down at the building and saw Chu Nan lying motionless on the concrete ground.

He first shrugged, then tilted his head back, opened his arms, and burst into laughter.

"Dead! Dead! That bastard is finally dead!"

Xue Beichen's face contorted with rage, a hint of glee in his expression. "Hahaha, so what if you can block bullets! So what if you can kill through walls! In the end, you were still forced to your death by me!"

"Did you see that! You all saw it! I won! I, Xue Beichen, won! I killed him! I killed—"

His voice abruptly stopped.

A hand reached out from behind him and slowly gripped the back of his neck.

The hand had long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, and the back of the hand was still covered in dust from the cement floor.

Xue Beichen's laughter sounded stuck in his throat, turning into a short, strange sound like a chicken being choked.

"You just said... you won what?"

Chu Nan's voice came from behind him.

Xue Beichen's facial muscles began to twitch violently. He turned his head with difficulty and saw Chu Nan's face.

His face was expressionless, devoid of anger, smugness, or even murderous intent.

But that's precisely why he found it terrifying.

The way Chu Nan looked at him was as if he were looking at a... dead man!

Chu Nan's clothes were torn in several places during the fall, and his pants were covered in dust from the cement ground.

But his breathing was even, his heartbeat was steady, and there were no signs of injury on his body.

It was as if the person who jumped down from the hole in the top floor just now wasn't him.

Chu Nan casually brushed the dust off his trouser leg, and his grip on Xue Beichen's neck wasn't too strong, but just enough to immobilize Xue Beichen.

However, Xue Beichen knew very well that this seemingly powerless hand could crush his cervical spine at any moment.

Erniu stood at the door, watching this scene, his expression changing from shock to something indescribable.

It's a bit like mockery, a bit like a sigh, and a little bit of... awe that's barely perceptible.

From the moment Master Ding uttered the eight words "Picking flowers and flying leaves, a martial arts master," less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea has passed.

He watched as Chu Nan was forced to jump off the building, then appeared unharmed behind Xue Beichen, grabbing Xue Beichen by the back of the neck with one hand, like squeezing a disobedient dog.

"This mad dog isn't just mad, he's stupid. He actually drove a martial arts master to jump off a building."

Erniu sighed, "This Xue family brat still doesn't know what he's facing."

"His gun, his threats, all his bargaining chips, are nothing in front of a grandmaster."

Chu Nan grabbed Xue Beichen by the back of the neck and lifted him up.

As his feet left the ground, Xue Beichen instinctively tried to struggle, but the hand on the back of his neck was like an iron clamp, and all his struggles turned into meaningless twitches.

Chu Nan moved him to eye level with him, making him look at him.

Xue Beichen saw Chu Nan's eyes, and there was no emotion in them.

But this calm terrified him more than any threat!

His feet were kicking wildly in the air, and the hand on the back of his neck, though not exerting any force, was like an iron clamp, rendering him unable to move.

Xue Beichen has lived for over twenty years, and he has always been the one who looks down at others.

It can be said that, except when facing his father, he was always the one in control.

Now, he was being lifted into the air by Chu Nan like a chick, and all his dignity and composure were shattered in that instant.

But he... refused to accept it!

"Chu Nan...you...you think you've won?"

Xue Beichen's voice was squeezed out of his throat, becoming intermittent because his neck was being choked, but every word was trembling with resentment.

"If you kill me, you won't live either!"

His voice suddenly rose, "My father is Xue Jiu! The head of the Xue family! If you dare to lay a finger on me, he won't let you get away with it!"

Chu Nan remained silent, looking at Xue Beichen with an indifferent expression.

Faced with such indifferent looks, Xue Beichen was filled with displeasure. He would rather Chu Nan beat him up or stomp on him on the ground.

That at least shows that his threat worked, and at least shows that Chu Nan was angry.

But Chu Nan's expression was too calm, showing no signs of being provoked.

His gaze passed over Chu Nan's shoulder and landed on Xia Wantang, who was dangling in mid-air.

Xue Beichen suddenly laughed. His voice wasn't loud, but it was particularly jarring in the quiet flour factory.

"Hahaha, I get it! You're only hesitant to make a move because of this woman, aren't you?"

"Afraid of implicating her? Afraid of her being retaliated against by my father's men? Afraid that the Baihua Group, which she worked so hard to protect, will be completely crushed by our Xue family because of your momentary impulse?"

With his neck being gripped, Xue Beichen's words were barely audible, but that didn't stop him from pounding his words into Chu Nan's throat: "You can't protect her. Even if you save her today, my father will have Baihua Group acquired tomorrow, and she'll be kicked out of the company the day after!"

Chu Nan's fingers didn't tighten, but Xue Beichen felt the hand on the back of his neck suddenly turn icy cold...