"I know far more than you can imagine, brother. This is the last time I'll call you that. Jingchen is my daughter, she was in the past, she is now, and she will be in the future. I never thought of giving her to anyone, including her biological parents. I won't and can't let her biological parents recognize her, so you don't have to take such a great risk, not only putting yourself in danger but also digging up secrets that were hard to bury."

  He stared at Bai Xijing with a gloomy expression, and suddenly he threw his head back and burst out laughing. The laughter was filled with suppressed sorrow and heartbreaking helplessness.

  "Do you have to be so reckless? You make it sound simple, but I'm not like you. I don't have boundless wealth or power that makes even countries wary. Brother, I can't let anyone related see her. Once the secrets on her are discovered, do you know what kind of consequences there will be?"

  He took a few steps forward, his hands forcefully propping up the table, his whole body trembling. He slowly lowered his body, staring straight into Bai Xijing's eyes, enunciating each word with gritted teeth: "It's not just my death, it's not just exterminating nine clans that can solve this. That would be a disaster, a disaster for all of humanity. Whether we like it or not, countless countries and people will be drawn into war. By then, will humanity still exist?"

  Bai Xi's gaze was cold and distant, "Don't give yourself such a noble reason, war or human disaster, it has nothing to do with me. What I care about is that my daughter is still lying in the ICU, her life hanging in the balance."

  Yuan Chen slowly stood up straight, looking down at Bai Xijing on the chair. After a long time, he let out a sigh of helplessness, "Master was right, Bai Xijing. You're just a heartless devil. Do you think that once the secret of White Dust is exposed, she can still live in peace? M1371 has killed so many people, and she's the only survivor, the only..."

  "She was the only survivor, but you not only didn't hand her over to the authorities, you also abandoned her in the deep mountains," Bai Xijing interrupted him. Calmly stating, "You thought she would starve to death, freeze to death, or be eaten by wild beasts, as long as she died, your crimes would never be known, but unexpectedly, she was lucky and was picked up by her master. She lived safely until now, watching Jinglian grow up slowly, sooner or later someone will notice, you then took the risk of sneaking into S city again, wanting to kill her to silence her, using the excuse that I told your master about your killing spree which led to your expulsion from the sect. Spreading rumors that you were looking for me to avenge yourself, as a cover-up for your true intentions, you really are capable enough, I was even deceived by you and specially sent her to No. 5 Middle School, thinking that since it held your last memories with your mother, you wouldn't make a move there, but... actually, from the very beginning, you never planned to let her live, right?"

  Yuè Chán almost didn't dare to look directly at Bai Xijing's gaze, yet still made a final attempt at persuasion, "Since you care about her, shouldn't you think of this? She might become the tool used by ambitious people, she is so simple and obedient, can you bear it?"

  "This doesn't concern you, spare yourself the trouble. One's own sins should be atoned for by oneself, don't shift the blame onto others. Back then she was just an ignorant infant, six years ago you saw her but didn't recognize her, and six years later you still shouldn't recognize her."

  His face twitched, and the image of that little bald head who had stripped him of his disguise with just a few words suddenly flashed in his mind. The Flower Monk was really something... He had been denounced by everyone for a long time, like a street rat, and there were also those videos and pictures of him hugging women and opening rooms, the PS traces not very obvious...

  Whatever, I'm still a virgin anyway!

  Cough... no mistake, Yuan Cen and the monk were actually that miserable kid who accused a girl of pretending to be a monk to swindle money at the subway station back then!

  He gazed at Baek Hyeon-jeong's expressionless and resolute eyes for a long time, knowing that his junior would not let him off the hook. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking up at the sky, and sighed, "Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, since I've recognized her, I must make amends for my past transgressions."

  Bai Xi Jing sneered, "Do you think I'll give you a chance?"

  She gazed out of the open window, then glanced at the silent door. "The whole building is empty except for you, do you think you can keep me here?"

  "Hmm~" Bai Xijing stood up again, walked slowly to the window, leaned against the windowsill, and smiled. "I don't know what your ideal 'Heavenly Net' looks like, but I think my Heavenly Net is enough to capture you!"

  The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the bright moonlight gently poured down, passing through the window, leaving a faint shadow on the ground.

  Yuè Chán's face suddenly changed, he looked incredulously at the window beside Bái Xī Jǐng, which was supposed to be empty but was actually covered with a nearly invisible net. The mesh was even finer than fishing line, and Yuè Chán knew that with his abilities, it would be impossible for him to break those threads.

  It suddenly dawned on him, no wonder the whole building was empty, no wonder Bai Xijing, such a cold-blooded person, would talk to him for so long, no wonder... It turned out that the so-called "heavenly net" was set up only after the prey entered this room.

  Yuan Cen kicked the door with a single foot, and the door fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces the size of rice cakes. A large net, identical to the window, was stretched out, sealing off the only exit. Without a doubt, the walls on all sides were also tightly covered in nets.

  Yuan Chen's face immediately turned green, catching a turtle in a jar, this is really catching a turtle in a jar!

  "Yuan Chen, I advise you not to take action, you are not my opponent." Bai Xi Jing said so, but this sentence directly ignited Yuan Chen's confidence which had been shaken by the great net. He rushed towards Bai Xi Jing without hesitation.

  A burst of fierce fighting sounds in the room, fists hitting flesh and legs hitting bones, making people's teeth ache.

  Outside the window, on top of the air conditioner, Dashan was crouched like a coal miner, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "Big Brother is really bad, he knows that Dahe Shang is already on the verge of an explosion, but still intentionally provokes him, isn't it just to take advantage of the situation and beat him up for interest on behalf of Little Sister? And yet, he's being so roundabout and deceitful, it's... too oily!"

  The little mountain crouched beside, gave a chilly glance at the majestic mountain that was overflowing with bubbles, and quipped, "Be careful of nosebleeds, you're about to burst too."

  Mt. Tai: "......"

  After a moment of silence, the sound of bones cracking and the dull hum of the big monk came from the room. Da Shan couldn't help but gossip again, "Big Brother said he's been having dreams about his childhood lately, do you think it's true or fake?"

  Xiaoyan turned his head, looking at Dashan with disdain from head to toe, and said, "You're even more stupid than that big monk. The young lady hasn't woken up yet, do you think Big Brother can sleep?"

  "Uh..."

  "Can't even sleep soundly, let alone have a decent dream!"

  Dà Shān: “……” Alright, he is indeed extremely foolish.

  "Still not coming in?" A cold hum came from inside the room, apparently Bai Xijing had spare attention to listen to the gossip outside while fighting.

  The big mountain quietly shrunk its neck, helped the small mountain to collect the net on the window, turned over and jumped in. It saw that the great monk was lying weakly on the ground, with no external injuries or bloodstains, not even a swollen face. However, his breathing was weak and his eyes were tired, clearly, he was seriously injured.

  Bai Xi stood tall with a spirited and elegant demeanor, slowly adjusting the slightly disheveled cuffs of his sleeves. He cast a sideways glance at Da Shan, narrowing his eyes, "What are you looking at? Or rather, what do you hope to see?"

  Dashi stood up and shook his head like a drum, silently pulling the big monk's leg to drag him out of the room. The net at the door had already been taken away by Xiaoshan.

  Just before leaving, Dahe Shang struggled to pull the door frame, staring fiercely at Bai Xijing and roaring, "Do you think that by catching me, your daughter will be safe? You're too naive, do you think I saved Tang En for nothing?"

  He adjusted his sleeve cuff, and Bai Xijing gave him a bland glance, saying slowly, "Do you think the only expert by my daughter's side is me? You're too naive. Do you think I can deal with you here without worrying about anything else because of what?"

  "Go die go die go die go die go die! How did you people learn to speak like that?!"

  Bai Xi Jing can collect debts without worrying because of what? — Let Tang En personally try the law to tell you!

  Tang En also wanted Xiao Jingchen to die, not only because the other had caused him to be caught, but also because of that incredible hidden weapon skill. Tang En was a lone disciple in a single lineage, and apart from his already-retired master and himself, no one else should know this ultimate technique. He had to strangle the threat in its cradle, so when Yuan Chen spoke out her plan, Tang En agreed without hesitation.

  At the time when Yuan Cen and Bai Xijing were entangled in various ways, while Da Shan and Xiao Shan were working hard to spread their nets, Tang En walked through the unguarded hospital garden, hall, and corridor, and came to that one and only intensive care unit with a hint of human presence.

  Quietly and carefully, the hospital room door was pushed open. Inside, it was pitch black, with only the lights of various instruments faintly flickering. With the weak light, one could vaguely make out the layout of the room. Although some things were blurry, the thick sofa, black tea table, and spotless white bed were still distinguishable.

  After making sure there was no outsider in the room, Tang En slipped in quietly and gently closed the door. He couldn't help but smile a little, as the entire room only had one half-dead maid, even if he made a slightly louder noise when closing the door, nobody would know.

  His arm hung down, a flying knife slipped into his palm from the sleeve, Tang En crept closer to the hospital bed, his eyes fixed on the patient wearing an oxygen mask, slowly raised his hand... As long as he used the sharp flying knife to cut her throat, he could make a clean getaway, and there would be no trace of him left on either the thick sofa, the black coffee table, or the white hospital bed.

  ......Uh......Tang En suddenly reacted, weren't the coffee tables in the hospital all those ordinary and cheapest transparent ones? How could there be a black one?

  How eerie is it to put a pure black coffee table in a purely white sickroom?

  Alright, forgive his deviated thinking at critical moments, but he really made it!

  Because of the association with the black coffee table, Tang En suddenly felt that something was a bit off, and had a feeling... that it was a bit cold?

  Tang En involuntarily shuddered, subconsciously tightening his grip on the flying knife, and slowly turned his head...

  "The black coffee table" slowly moved, as if it had life, drifting around, then, in the layered and stacked blackness, a sturdy shadow with cold killing intent slowly rose up...