"There shouldn’t be." The assassin replied.

"Hmm." Shi Tianjue raised an eyebrow and instructed, "Clean up the scene immediately."

"Yes."

All the surveillance facilities near the warehouse were hacked by Song Zhike, so even if something like murder or arson happened at this dock, it wouldn’t be noticed by the relevant departments.

Soon, the assassin dragged a male corpse out from the shadows. Judging by his attire and the thick calluses on his palms, he was likely an assassin too.

Qin Shaobai came out of Warehouse 17 and exchanged a few words with Shi Tianjue. The two decided to deal with the body first, so they had someone drive a van to take the corpse to the outskirts for burial.

Shi Aoju also arrived at this time. After having the scene handled and all evidence destroyed, he left with Qin Shaobai and Shi Tianjue.

The decision to bury the corpse had two purposes: one was to avoid unnecessary trouble, as this matter involved the Qin, Shi, and Song families. The second was to provoke Bei Mo and force him to show himself.

Upon learning what had happened, Qi Jingren didn’t give Qin Shaobai a kind look. She glanced at him coldly and said, "He’s crazy, and you’re following him in his madness, aren’t you?"

"I’m mad for you." Qin Shaobai said, pulling her into his arms forcefully, and pressed his head against her chest.

"Shameless." Qi Jingren pushed him away and her expression turned serious, "Bei Mo is not a good man. What you’re doing is enraging him, and he will definitely seek revenge in an even more brutal way."

’Are you afraid?’ Qin Shaobai freed one hand to tidy Qi Jingren’s hair, his eyes filled with a doting smile.

"What’s there to be afraid of?" As the President’s daughter, adored by many, she’s supposed to endure more hardship than ordinary people. So what she can do is to accept it and face it.

"Aren’t you afraid of death?" Qin Shaobai looked deeply at her, his slender fingers gently caressing her hair, as if treating her like a treasure to be carefully cherished. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"I’m not afraid of death," Qi Jingren said, "but I’m afraid of you dying."

Truly, Qi Jingren wasn’t someone who feared death. Ever since she was a child, she had always been stronger than her peers. No matter what she encountered, she could face it with the utmost composure, even when facing death.

She thought she was a carefree person, yet she didn’t expect that one day she would worry because of a man.

Qi Jingren felt that’s what love is, a grave in which one gets buried deeply, with no chance of escape once fallen in.

"I won’t die, because I’m afraid that if I’m gone, no one will take care of you." Qin Shaobai hugged her tight and whispered, "Qi Jingren, do you know how bad your temper is? So bad that no one dares to approach you."

"Is it so?" Qi Jingren leaned against his chest and asked softly, "Then why do you still dare to want me?"

"Because I owe you from a past life, so in this life, I’m destined to meet you, to be with you, to spoil you to the point of no return." Qin Shaobai held her tight, every word was full of strength, engraving them deep in one’s heart.

"Keep your promises, if you die, I’ll dig up your grave and whip your corpse." Qi Jingren said.

"Woman, you’re too violent, too bloody." Qin Shaobai held her even tighter, as if wanting to meld her into his very bones.