Fei Han hesitated no more and aimed at Si Yuheng with a loud bang!

"Uh-huh—" Si Yuheng’s thigh seeped blood as he half-kneeled on the ground.

Thankfully, Fei Han, in his anger, had missed the vital spot.

"Hall Master!" His confidant was startled and disregarded Liang Anya’s safety, wanting to pounce on Fei Han to stop him, but was yanked heavily by Fei Han who shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Fei Han raised his wrist again, aiming at Si Yuheng’s chest: "You killed Xueli, now dying for a woman is your karma."

Si Yuheng half-kneeled on the ground, like a perfect Greek sculpture, seemingly always ready for Fei Han’s shot, yet did not move.

Fei Han clenched his teeth, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

"Bang!"

The sound of a gunshot rang clear!

A long figure fell heavily to the ground!

But it wasn’t Si Yuheng; it was Fei Han.

Blood gushed from Fei Han’s leg as he lay on the ground, staring incredulously at Liang Anya.

Liang Anya held the Browning she had just pulled from her bosom, the muzzle still smoking.

Her first shot, she was overly shocked; it took a long time before she finally released the small gun with a snap, letting it fall to the ground.

Fei Han could never have expected that the gun he wanted her to use against Si Yuheng aimed at himself instead.

His confidant came to his senses, stepped forward to kick away Fei Han’s gun, then pressed down on his arms to subdue him.

"Damn, still in a daze, aren’t you going to help me up!" Si Yuheng scolded Liang Anya.

Liang Anya snapped out of it and lifted him up, still a bit bewildered herself.

He couldn’t be bothered to look at Fei Han, who was now like a stray dog, on the ground, frowned: "Get me back!"

She trembled slightly, helping him turn around.

He could feel her body trembling, knowing she was still in shock from her first shot, and his hand slipped down to hold her waist.

Though Fei Han was restrained and wounded, unable to move, he stared fiercely at Si Yuheng’s back, his voice torn with hatred:

"—You’ll end up in hell! Xueli has been waiting for you to join her there! You murderer!—Anya! Do you really want to go back with this man? Don’t you Chinese have a saying, being around a king is like being around a tiger? Haha, that’s just the kind of man he is... Do you really think he’s normal and will lead a normal life with you? He might treasure you now, but will he marry you? Will he really treat you as his wife? I’m telling you, this man has no heart; he just views you as a pet, as a bed partner. The way he treated his fiancée is how he’ll treat you. When he turns ruthless, you’ll suffer even more than Xueli did—"

Liang Anya suddenly halted.

Fei Han’s every word had hit upon her innermost concerns.

In the corner of his eye, Si Yuheng saw the pale face of the woman beside him and suddenly stopped, seeming to have made a decision, turned coldly and finally interrupted Fei Han’s words:

"Xueli wasn’t waiting for me to accompany her in death; at the moment of her death, she hated you."

With this statement, the atmosphere fell into silence!

Liang Anya didn’t understand what Si Yuheng was saying, weren’t Fei Han and Xueli privately in love?

How could Xueli hate Fei Han?

And then, how did Xueli die?

Fei Han’s face turned white: "What nonsense are you spouting? Xueli hated me?"

Si Yuheng looked at him with disdain: "You’ve competed with me since childhood, thinking you’re better than me in every way, believing I only won because I’m the Hall Master’s son. After my parents passed away, during a turbulent time at Beiming Hall, you told me you wanted to leave Beiming Hall to study and deepen your knowledge at top global universities, but you secretly started your own empire outside, using Beiming Hall’s resources to start a company, set up organizations, recruit members, and secretly got involved with my fiancée. From the day you began all this, I knew everything clearly. You thought I was the last to know?"

Fei Han’s face muscles tightened.

Liang Anya sighed; it turned out Fei Han had been studying outwardly for the past few years. No wonder he was so fluent in Chinese and his knowledge seemed so profound.

"...When Xueli confessed to me about your affair, I already knew. Would I keep a woman whose heart wasn’t with me around like a treasure? A few days later, I considered it thoroughly and decided to annul the engagement with her, just when I received her call to visit her room. That day was the day she died."

Fei Han’s sweat dripped like beans, knowing that if Si Yuheng had already decided to annul the engagement, then he couldn’t have killed Xueli. Then... how did Xueli die?

Liang Anya also tightened her pupils, it seemed that Xueli’s death had more to it.

"As I approached her room, I heard a gunshot. When I entered, I found Xueli already severely wounded, lying in a pool of blood, barely holding on, leaving me with a few words before passing away." Si Yuheng’s tone softened, seemingly returning to that day’s scene.

Fei Han raised his upper body with effort: "Tell me who killed her? The murderer, did you see them?"

Liang Anya also waited with a pounding heart for his answer.

Si Yuheng curled his thin lips into a smile as mysterious as a poppy, full of irony: "She shot herself."

... Suicide?

The three present stood still.

Even Si Yuheng’s subordinates were dumbfounded.

Back then, Miss Xueli died from gunshots in her room, someone saw the Hall Master visit her room that day, heard some rumors, knew Miss Xueli seemed to have private dealings with Fei Han, leading everyone at Beiming Hall to believe Miss Xueli had an argument with the Hall Master, who then hated her for cheating and shot her, but dared not speak up.

In a place once hidden from light, someone dying was all too normal, and Miss Xueli being one of them meant the outside world wouldn’t intervene.

Thus, Miss Xueli’s death became a forbidden topic, publicly said to be "violent death."

Internally, they all believed the Hall Master shot her.

The Hall Master never defended himself.

Unexpectedly, Miss Xueli turned out to be—suicide?

It was a death reason beyond the three’s imaginations!

In the group’s shock, Si Yuheng continued: "Before committing suicide, Xueli specifically called me over, wanting to leave her final message."

Fei Han came to his senses, laughing uncontrollably: "Trying to clear your name doesn’t require coming up with such absurd answers! Xueli committed suicide? Haha, why would she kill herself out of nowhere!?"

"Because of you." Si Yuheng bent over, twisted his jaw, his gaze icy.

"Me...? Xueli committed suicide because of me? Why?" Fei Han didn’t know if it was excessive blood loss or mental shock, his face drained of color!

This question was not only what Fei Han wanted to ask but what Liang Anya also wanted to know.

"Xueli told me before she died that someone had informed her about your betrayal against Beiming Hall, setting up your own empire, and that your approach to her was merely to use her to gather information on Beiming Hall for bolstering your own outside enterprise. Upon knowing this, she felt used and toyed with, very devastated and guilty, and she said ’sorry’ to me many times before she died."