Twisted Dreams-Chapter 334 - 403: Captured

Imperial Capital, outskirts.

The lights were chaotic, the cold wind desolate, the wild wind and weeds warily watched each other, and the moon hastily concluded the night.

On the desolate meadow, a circular shape emerged.

As the circular lid opened, the figures of Xie Qilin and Xie Jianguo appeared on the grass.

The Xie Family had long dug a tunnel in the Jin Mansion, leading straight out of the city.

This tunnel was meant to be used at a time like this.

Xie Qilin was fine, but Xie Jianguo, being old and obese, was already panting heavily.

Xie Qilin patted his father’s back and asked,

"It seems our plan has been exposed. Do you have any connections to shelter us?"

Xie Jianguo replied,

"We can go abroad, I have friends there."

At this moment, Xie Qilin’s ears twitched, and he immediately turned his head, looking into the distance.

From a nearby forest, Cao Yi strolled over.

He swayed the Soul Lock Chain in his hand, a grim smile on his lips:

"Don’t go abroad, come with me to Mang Mountain."

There was a special prison on Mang Mountain.

Xie Jianguo stared at Cao Yi in astonishment:

"How, how did you track us here?"

Cao Yi pulled a small white mouse from his pocket, waving it by its tail in front of the two.

Xie Qilin understood.

The Mouse Girl had indeed failed her mission, and even the Spirit Rat ended up in Cao Yi’s hands.

With a smirk, Cao Yi looked at Xie Qilin:

"Xie Qilin, Xie Jianguo, you are accused of attempting to assassinate the Director of the Security Administration.

Now that I’m here, will you still resist?"

Xie Qilin remained silent, not uttering a word.

Cao Yi raised his eyebrows:

"Won’t you confess? Are you waiting for Zheng Qian to save you?

Hehe, Hua Luo has already been captured.

The young girl was terrified by you, with just a little scare she undid the magic placed on Zheng Qian.

By the way, Zheng Qian hates you to death; he confessed everything.

Hmm... and there’s also evidence related to Honey Slaughter Blade, you can’t run away."

Xie Qilin sighed:

"The master was right, women are as vicious as scorpions.

I lost to three women, after all."

If Honey Slaughter Blade Xiao Yaoyao had died on Shu Mountain as planned, if the Mouse Girl had silenced Honey Slaughter Blade successfully, if Hua Luo had remained tight-lipped, none of this would have happened.

Cao Yi sniffled with laughter:

"Are you still blaming others right now?"

Xie Qilin shook his head:

"When you gamble, accept the loss."

Cao Yi took three steps forward, grabbing Xie Qilin by the collar, his eyes chilling:

"You’ve committed crimes, you’ve killed many, and you see it all as just a game of chance?!

Everything that’s happening to you today, is because you couldn’t follow the rules, it’s all self-inflicted!"

Without the Eight-foot Bride, Xie Qilin was only slightly stronger than an ordinary Extraordinary, standing no chance against Cao Yi.

With a sinister grin, Xie Qilin stared into Cao Yi’s eyes:

"Rules? Rules are meant to be broken."

Cao Yi lowered his head, his face close to Xie Qilin’s, mocking:

"In my eyes, you’re nothing but a coward."

Xie Qilin’s eyes widened:

"You call me a coward?!"

Xie Qilin couldn’t accept this judgment.

He didn’t even care about his own life, does that count as cowardice?

Cao Yi tossed Xie Qilin to the ground, looking down at him dispassionately:

"You don’t dare to compete with those who play by the rules.

Have you played economic online games?

What’s the difference between you and those who cheat with hacks, risking account bans?

You’re timid, you’re afraid, you’re concerned about your lack of talent, so you break the rules.

Xie Qilin, you’re just a gambler consumed by desire.

Don’t think you’re so damn special, that you’re so different."

Finally, Cao Yi spat out two words with utter disdain:

"Trash."

Xie Qilin didn’t agree with Cao Yi’s words, but he had lost the will to argue.

Xie Qilin suddenly asked,

"Nuannuan....uh, I mean, the Eight-foot Bride, what happened to her?"

The fact that Cao Yi was here meant the Eight-foot Bride had been defeated?

Cao Yi replied,

"She’s having more fun with Daoist Zhang, you don’t need to worry about her."

Xie Qilin understood that it was Zhang Xiaoyi who held back the Eight-foot Bride, giving Cao Yi time to catch him.

"Actually, I can help you subdue the Eight-foot Bride.

I suppose it’s not easy for Zhang Xiaoyi to deal with the berserk Eight-foot Bride?"

With a hint of sincerity, Xie Qilin looked at Cao Yi, as if hoping to redeem himself.

Cao Yi suspiciously asked,

"Are you that kind-hearted?"

Xie Qilin nodded:

"I want a chance to make amends."

Cao Yi burst into laughter:

"Do you think I’d let you near that creature?"

Who knew what hidden secrets might lie between Xie Qilin and the Eight-foot Bride.

If anything went wrong, it wouldn’t be worth the risk.

...

The next day, at the Imperial City Public Security Bureau, in the assembly hall.

This was Elder He’s memorial service.

Almost all the senior administrators from the Security Administration were present.

Even Ye Fan, who rarely left Changbai Mountain, and Zhang Xiaoyi, who hadn’t finished dealing with the aftermath of Shu Mountain, were solemnly gathered in the hall.

Wei Ming, gravely injured with bandages still wrapped around his head, knelt before the shrine, crying like a dog.

The leaders from large and small divisions of the Security Bureau were all in attendance.

The female members of Elder He’s family were in tears, and the entire memorial service was shrouded in sorrow.

For reasons unbeknownst to him, Cao Yi felt that the elder in the portrait was smiling at him.

Was it because he had fulfilled the elder’s dying wish, taking over the Security Administration?

Cao Yi was the second Director of the Security Administration.

The Security Bureau under his leadership would be more powerful than during Elder He’s time.

Because Cao Yi had the support of the Liu Family.

The Liu Family was an affiliate of the Demon Club, which naturally took care of Cao Yi, their new member.

"Cao Yi, you must avenge Old He!"

Elder He’s wife said expressionlessly.

Not a tear fell from her eyes.

In fact, the person who doesn’t cry is often the one who is most heartbroken.

Cao Yi solemnly replied:

"Master’s wife, rest assured, the villains will certainly receive their due punishment! We have ironclad evidence!"

Grabbing Cao Yi by the collar, Elder He’s widow glared at him with wide eyes:

"I want him dead, do you understand?

I want him to accompany Old He to the grave!

If you can make that happen, the He Family will support you with all its might!"

The old lady radiated murderous intent.

She was smart; she knew that with the trial not yet begun, there was still room for change.

Cao Yi pursed his lips:

"I’ll do my best.

If he survives, that will be the shame of the Sheriff’s Office."

All departments were holding meetings to discuss how to handle Xie Qilin.

After all, Xie Qilin was the only one capable of controlling the Eight-foot Bride.

The Eight-foot Bride was a formidable ancient figure, and an important breakthrough point for the mysteries surrounding the end of the Spiritual Energy Revival.

As the Director of the Security Administration, Cao Yi’s primary duty was not to seek revenge for Elder He, but to carry out duties related to the Spiritual Energy Revival.

In his heart, Cao Yi wanted to kill Xie Qilin.

Besides, with the support of the Zhang, Liu, and He Families, he would have free rein across Xia Country, but in strict accordance with his personal principles, Xie Qilin should have died a thousand times over.

If Xie Qilin didn’t die, wouldn’t it imply that other powerful, malevolent Extraordinaries could act with impunity?

After all, with their Extraordinary Power being of use to the authorities, they might be spared from death, only imprisoned at most.

If Xie Qilin set this precedent, future regulations on Extraordinaries would be hard to enforce with any strength.