Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan's displayed strength was unprecedented in his life.

Her unpredictable movements easily overwhelmed his lightness skill; her effortless pressure point strikes thwarted Bai Feng's all-out attack.

This power far surpasses that of Blood-Clad Marquis, and is incomparable to Ji Wuye!

More importantly, he saw through their cold exteriors and their yearning to break free.

Although the "bad guys" are unknown, they are the path to "possibility".

Perhaps by following him, we can truly tear through the darkness and touch freedom?

Mo Ya's gaze returned to Qin Chuan.

Those deep, calm eyes lacked Ji Wuye's tyranny and Bai Yifei's coldness; they held only the power to control everything and the sharp insight to understand people's hearts. He was waiting for an answer.

"Hoo..." Mo Ya took a deep breath, using all his strength.

The body completely relaxes and stops struggling.

He looked at Qin Chuan, his eyes filled with shock, resentment, and anger, all gone, leaving only a resolute sense of relief and a hint of weariness.

Mo Ya would give anything for Bai Feng to live and truly soar!

“My lord…” Mo Ya’s voice was hoarse but clear and solemn, “Mo Ya… is willing to surrender.”

He turned his head, his gaze gentle yet firm as he looked at Bai Feng: "Little Bai... let it go. Ji Wuye... can't give us what we want."

This is not just words of comfort, but also a decision.

He made the choice for Bai Feng and took on all the risks of the future.

Bai Feng's body trembled as she met Mo Ya's gaze.

He saw the unwavering resolve and deep protectiveness in his brother's eyes.

He knew that Mo Ya was doing this for him.

The boy's tightly pursed lips moved slightly, but he remained silent in the end.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing the complex emotions in his deep blue pupils.

Her instinctive resistance to Ji Wuye, her confusion about the unknown, her obedience to Mo Ya's decision, and the faint yearning for "freedom" ignited deep within her heart.

He nodded slightly, a subtle gesture that indicated his agreement.

Qin Chuan watched Mo Ya's choice without any surprise in his eyes.

He knew that Bai Feng was Mo Ya's only weakness and the key to his surrender.

He nodded slightly and tapped the air with his long, slender fingers.

Two streams of pure internal energy penetrated the acupoints. The feeling of confinement receded like the tide, and strength returned to the limbs and bones.

Mo Ya moved his wrists and struggled to sit up.

Bai Feng silently stood up, brushed the dust off her robes, white feathers fluttering on her shoulders, and remained silent. She subconsciously stood slightly behind Mo Ya, her dark blue scarf covering half her face, revealing only a complex look in her eyes.

Qin Chuan's gaze swept over the two, his voice authoritative: "Mingzhi. From this moment on, you have nothing to do with 'Bai Niao' anymore. You are Mo Ya of Tian Su Xing and Bai Feng of Tian Jie Xing of 'Bad People'."

"The first rule of the Bad Guys: Orders must be obeyed and those who betray will die."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and an aura far deeper and colder than Ji Wuye's, capable of freezing the soul, instantly enveloped the two of them!

This is an ironclad rule!

The word "death" is like a chilling wind from the deepest hell.

"Yes, my lord."

Mo Ya immediately lowered his head and responded respectfully and obediently, his reverence stemming from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Feng tensed up, lowered her head slightly, and acquiesced to her new identity and rules.

"As for Ji Wuye and Ye Mu..." Qin Chuan's gaze was sharp as he looked at the outline of the General's Mansion in the distance, a cold and dangerous smile curving his lips. "Soon, they will receive a 'big gift'."

With a sharp gaze fixed on Mo Ya, he issued his first order: "Your first task: Before dawn, bring the 'Vulture' of all birds to me at Zilan Pavilion, unharmed."

Mo Ya and Bai Feng's eyes narrowed simultaneously!

A veteran of all birds, ruthless, vicious, and suspicious! Skilled in tracking, stealth, and torture!

His obsessive "loyalty" to Ji Wuye makes him the most troublesome character after Mo Ya! He's elusive and has multiple escape routes!

Qin Chuan wants vultures? Specifically, alive? Unharmed? Before dawn?!

Mo Ya instantly understood the intention: a pledge of allegiance!

Severing the last ties with Bai Niao and confirming his identity as a traitor through a blood pact!

It is also a severe test of their intelligence gathering and execution capabilities!

Capturing a vulture means personally sending a former companion into the jaws of a tiger, with no turning back!

“My lord, this Vulture…” Mo Ya pondered, images of Vulture’s hiding place and insidious traps flashing through his mind, “He is inherently suspicious, extremely vigilant, and…”

"That's your problem," Qin Chuan interrupted, his tone resolute. "I only care about the result. Can you do it?"

Mo Ya took a deep breath, the last hesitation in his eyes replaced by ruthlessness! For Bai Feng, for freedom and opportunity... what is a vulture?

If it's blocking your way, just kick it away!

He replied in a deep voice, "Yes! I know where he is hiding! I will bring him back unharmed before dawn!"

He turned to Bai Feng, and their eyes met.

Years of tacit understanding allowed Bai Feng to instantly grasp the key points and dangers of the mission.

A resolute light ignited in the boy's deep blue eyes.

Although it's hard to bring myself to arrest former colleagues, this is the first step towards a new beginning!

He nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

"Very good." Qin Chuan nodded slightly, his figure ethereal. "Zilanxuan awaits you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in black disappeared into the night.

On the roof ridge, only the black crow and the white phoenix remained.

"Go!" Mo Ya shouted, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, without further hesitation! The shackles of betrayal were broken, and there was no longer any burden in carrying out orders.

Its form blends into the shadows of the streets and alleys below like the king of crows, heading straight for the vulture's most likely nest!

He knew vultures inside and out!

Bai Feng followed closely behind, like a blue ghostly light. Her light footwork was agile and unpredictable, making her the best candidate for a surprise attack and support.

Like master hunters blending into the night, the two opened their cold nets to their former companions, the vultures.

The lights of Zilan Pavilion flickered, like a lighthouse on the way home, or a bonfire awaiting offering.

A hunt targeting the underworld has quietly begun in Xinzheng City.

Mo Ya Bai Feng's path to rebirth begins with the capture of Wu Jiu, stained with the blood of betrayal, and officially begins.

Chapter 22 Nongyu's Background

Deep within the Purple Orchid Pavilion lies a refined room by the water.

Incense wafts gently, and the sound of a zither flows softly.

Nongyu sat gracefully behind the zither, her fingertips flowing with melodies as clear as a spring, her expression gentle and focused.

Zi Nu knelt to the side, holding a teapot in her fair hand, and poured a cup of emerald green tea for Qin Chuan, who was sitting in the main seat.

The air was filled with the aroma of tea, creating a relaxed and elegant atmosphere inside.

However, beneath this tranquility lies an invisible pressure.

Zi Nu's movements were respectful and fluid, but a hint of caution and obedience was hidden deep in her eyes.

Ever since Qin Chuan swiftly "visited" Zilan Pavilion and revealed his unfathomable martial prowess, the master of this place has changed.

She, Zi Nu, along with the entire intelligence network of Zi Lan Xuan, are now under Qin Chuan's control.

At this moment, serving tea and playing the zither is less about entertaining guests and more about the necessary gesture of submission.

The door was pushed open silently, breaking the flow of the piano music.

Two figures escorted a person, slipping into the room like owls swooping into the shadows.

It was Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

They moved swiftly and silently, displaying the caution and efficiency of newly converted individuals.

The person firmly held in the middle was hunched over, dressed in black with a hundred birds, and his face was covered with a cold bird beak mask—a vulture!

His pressure points were sealed, rendering him unable to resist. His eyes, visible outside the mask, flashed with fear, resentment, and a hint of desperate rage.

The music stopped abruptly.

Nongyu looked up in surprise, her clear eyes filled with confusion and a hint of nervousness.

Zi Nu's hand holding the pot paused almost imperceptibly in mid-air, her beautiful face unable to hide her shock!

She recognized Mo Ya and Bai Feng, top assassins of the Night Birds, especially Mo Ya, who held a highly respected position!

They were actually driven by Qin Chuan? And they even captured their colleague, Wu Jiu?

This bizarre scene once again proved how terrifying and unpredictable Qin Chuan's methods were.

Her heart was in turmoil, but she quickly regained her composure, though her gaze toward Qin Chuan held even deeper reverence.

Qin Chuan seemed oblivious to the commotion behind him. He picked up his teacup, inhaled the aroma of the tea, and took a leisurely sip before slowly raising his eyes. His gaze, like a cold probe, fell upon the vulture.

"The tea is excellent, and the zither is exquisite." Qin Chuan's voice was calm, yet it clearly suppressed all other noises. "Unfortunately, there are always some sordid old stories that disturb one's peace."

His gaze locked onto the vulture. "Vulture? Or should I call you a remnant of the 'Three Wolves with Broken Hair'?"

"The Three Wolves with Broken Hair?!"

Zi Nu was shocked! This notorious bandit in Baiyue! Was Wujiu one of them?

The vulture trembled violently, and a suppressed hoarse sound came from beneath its mask, filled with utter terror!

Qin Chuan's voice was like a cold carving knife, precisely dissecting that long-buried, bloody secret: