“How about Mr. Cheng makes an offer? I believe Mr. Cheng is generous and will not make things too difficult for a young girl like me.” Wuma Yan kept smiling and remained good-tempered.
Cheng Jinyan was very disdainful, even disgusted: “I don’t even want your Wuma family’s stuff even if you give it to me for free. It’s filthy.”
Wuma Yan seemed to have run out of ideas and said, “Since Mr. Cheng wants revenge and to vent, I am willing to offer myself in exchange for my younger sister.”
“I hope Mr. Cheng can show some mercy and spare my life.”
Cheng Jinyan looked at the sincere-looking Wuma Yan and said, "You and your sister have a good relationship? She didn't mention you at all."
Wuma Yan smiled bitterly, "If I can't bring my sister back, I'll die anyway when I go back, so I'm saving her and myself."
Cheng Jinyan stared at him with narrow, elongated eyes behind his glasses.
Wuma Yan continued, "When Liya's father learned that Liya had captured Mr. Cheng, he told Liya to send Mr. Cheng back and didn't want to become enemies with the Cheng family. It was Liya who was young and ignorant. Afterwards, the one who tried to kill Mr. Cheng was Liya’s father, Wuma You. As far as I know, Liya never handed Mr. Cheng over to Wuma You, so it seems Liya didn't intend to really harm Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Jinyan was unmoved.
Just then, one of Cheng's men came in and told Cheng Jinyan, "Young Master, your father is back."
Cheng Jinyan's expression was calm, he only glanced at Wuma Yan, then instructed his men, "Bring him in."
Soon, the feeble Wuma Liya was brought in.
When Wuma Liya saw Cheng Jinyan, she wished she could tear him apart.
Wuma Yan said, "Liya."
Seeing Wuma Yan did not bring the joy of seeing a family member or being rescued soon for Wuma Liya. She didn't even respond to him.
Wuma Yan said, "Then thank you Mr. Cheng. Liya, let's go."
Just as Wuma Yan was about to take Liya away, Cheng Jinyan’s father Cheng Sheng walked into the hall at that moment and said, "Wait a minute."
His deep and steady voice was extremely oppressive and carried an awe-inspiring aura.
Seeing his father arrive, Cheng Jinyan stood up.
Qiao Ying and Huo Jingyue also came at this time.
When Teng Yan saw Qiao Ying, he smiled at Qiao Ying and greeted, "Miss Qiao, we meet again."
But Qiao Ying said in one breath, "It was you who killed Wuma Lin, right?"
With Qiao Ying’s words, Cheng Sheng, Cheng Jinyan, Wuma Liya all looked towards Wuma Yan, instantly putting Wuma Yan in a difficult position.
However, Teng Yan looked confused and innocent, "I don't know what Miss Qiao is talking about. Wuma Lin was my cousin."
But Qiao Ying said mockingly, "What are you afraid of? Just kill Wuma Liya and no one from the Wuma family will know."
Huo Jingyue’s heart thumped violently as she looked at Qiao Ying.
Is Qiao trying to provoke this person into killing Wuma Liya?
Staying in the home of a mob boss, Huo Jingyue had felt that having Qiao Ying accompany her meant they were from the same world. But now she suddenly felt like the only one out of place in the room.
Teng Yan said, "Miss Qiao, we've had conflicts before, but I did help you in Country C. Isn't it too cruel of you to put me in such a deadly situation?"
Cheng Sheng said at this time, "No need to waste words with him. Now that you have come, just don't leave."
Cheng Jinyan said, "Dad, let me handle this myself."
Seeing so many people present, Cheng Sheng couldn't lose face for his son, so he had to compromise.
"If you want to take her away, that's fine too. This girl injured you, she should pay the price. If you think you can just leave safely without consequences, we might as well go back and farm at home."
Wuma Yan asked, "So what does Mr. Cheng mean?"
Cheng Sheng said, "Just follow the rules of our circle, three cuts, six holes."
Huo Jingyue tugged Qiao Ying's sleeve and asked softly, "Qiao, do you know what three cuts, six holes means?"
Qiao Ying replied lightly, "You'll see in a moment."
Huo Jingyue: "..."
Cheng Jinyan's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't speak.
Wuma Yan took the dagger from his men and asked in a negotiating tone, "Can I take the punishment for Liya?"
Before Cheng Sheng could say anything,
Wuma Liya said, "No need."
She snatched the dagger from Wuma Yan's hand, raised her hand and stabbed directly into her own slender white arm. The dagger pierced her arm and blood gushed down the blade, staining the ground red.
Wuma Yan said, "Liya!"
Huo Jingyue was so frightened she covered her mouth, her face pale.
Wuma Liya sucked in a breath from the pain. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the dagger, then stabbed down again.
Everyone present had seen such punishment scenes countless times, but it was still their first time seeing a young girl take the punishment.
It had to be said, she was quite gutsy.
And could endure pain quite well, she didn't even make a sound.
Wuma Liya was drenched in cold sweat, her clothes quickly soaked. Both her hands were shaking. After a while, she painfully pulled out the dagger again, then stabbed down once more.
This time, Wuma Liya pulled the dagger out in one go.
Blood splattered, spraying on her sweaty, deathly pale little face.
Three cuts, six holes - three cuts, six holes.
Huo Jingyue was dumbfounded by the sight.
Wuma Liya gripped the dagger tightly, she took a deep look at Cheng Jinyan. Her eyes contained hatred, or something unclear.
Finally, cradling her bloodied right arm, she turned and left.
At this time, Teng Yan looked at Qiao Ying and suddenly said meaningfully, "Miss Qiao, you have to be careful when making friends."
His tone was ambiguous, his gaze inscrutable.
It was as if he was sincerely reminding her of something.
Qiao Ying narrowed her eyes, staring at Teng Yan for two seconds. The dagger in her sleeve suddenly slipped into her palm.
She took a step forward, about to head towards Teng Yan.
As if sensing danger, Teng Yan turned and left.
Qiao Ying stopped in her tracks, staring at his departing figure.
The Wuma family matter was resolved.
Qiao Ying said to Cheng Jinyan, "I'm going to Country M tomorrow."
The pool of red blood Wuma Liya left on the floor was reflected on Cheng Jinyan's glass lenses.
Huo Jingyue asked with concern, "Lawyer Cheng, are you alright?"
Cheng Jinyan retracted his gaze and first responded to Huo Jingyue, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Miss Huo."
Then he looked at Qiao Ying and asked, "Do you have something to do there?"
Qiao Ying said, "To get a medical license, and take some things."
Cheng Jinyan nodded slightly, "Okay."
He took one last look outside, and soon regained his composure, chatting with Qiao Ying, "Have you told Yesi?"
Just as Wuma Yan sat in the car, wanting to say something caring to Wuma Liya, he was instead met with a bloodied dagger held against his neck by Wuma Liya.
He heard her frantic breathing as she questioned him, "Who exactly killed Wuma Lin?"
Wuma Yan said, "When Wuma Lin died, he had sent me out to find people. It was Wuma Lin's men who told me that before Wuma Lin died, Cheng Jinyan came with some friends."
Wuma Liya said coldly, "You'd better not be lying. If I find out you killed him, I will definitely kill you!"
Wuma Yan said, "He was my cousin, how could I possibly have killed him?"
Wuma Liya yelled, "Just cousins! What's not possible?!"
Wuma Yan said, "Alright Liya, I don't want to argue my innocence at such a critical juncture. Your hand has been bleeding nonstop, it must be bandaged to stop the bleeding immediately, otherwise you'll be in grave danger from blood loss."
Wuma Yan took the first aid kit from the driver and looked at her mangled arm, distressed, "You've always been stubborn since you were little. I should have just taken the punishment for you."
Wuma Liya was completely unappreciative, "You're not worthy!"
Wuma Yan didn't say anything more. He carefully bandaged her wounds and the car drove towards the hospital.
But Wuma Liya's eyes looking at Wuma Yan were full of disgust.
After a while, she asked coldly, "My father only sent you to rescue me?"
Wuma Yan: "Yes."
Wuma Liya didn't speak again.
