He who is caught will never be let go.
Hearing Xia Qingyu’s words, Nie Qingkong was stunned.
“Don’t forget… you still owe me 200 yuan…” Xia Qingyu shivered from pain. “Don’t even think about dying to escape this! You bastard! Pay up!”
“Pfft.” Nie Qingkong suddenly burst into laughter at the sound, as if he had calmed down considerably. “Qingyu, Xifu died. She died in my arms, just now, a few minutes ago.”
“…” Xia Qingyu didn’t reply. Seeing Nie Qingkong abandoned there alone, she had guessed some of it, but she didn’t know about Xifu’s death.
“You’re right, I’m a pathetic person.” Nie Qingkong looked at Xia Qingyu and said, “In the next life, I’ll repay you. 200 yuan, 20 million, it’s all the same. This life… please let go…”
“There’s no reason for the money from this life to carry over to the next. Who knows if I’ll even recognize you in the next life.” Xia Qingyu said fiercely, “You want to default? Dream on! I’m not letting go!”
With loose stones still falling from the edge, Nie Qingkong felt his body sink further. He knew Xia Qingyu couldn’t hold him. If this continued, not only would he die, but Xia Qingyu would be dragged down with him and fall to her death.
“Let go!” Nie Qingkong was desperate. He wanted to shake off Xia Qingyu’s hand, but he was afraid of accidentally hurting her if he used the wrong force.
He was also afraid that if Xia Qingyu persisted, she would fall with him in the end.
“Are you sick? We’re enemies! Didn’t you forget?” Nie Qingkong’s voice was tense. “Let go quickly!”
“No, I won’t let go even if I die!” Xia Qingyu knew that if she held on, Nie Qingkong still had a slim chance of survival. If she let go, Nie Qingkong would truly have no hope of living.
Nie Qingkong didn't deserve such an end.
She didn’t want it, she wasn’t happy about it, she didn’t like it!
“Xia Qingyu!” Nie Qingkong felt the blood dripping onto his forehead increasing. Xia Qingyu’s wound needed urgent attention. Otherwise, even if she didn’t fall to her death with him, her arm would be completely useless. “Why are you so stubborn!”
“Why are you yelling at me! This is your fault, isn’t it!” Xia Qingyu gripped Nie Qingkong’s hand tightly with one hand, digging into the ground with the other. Her voice trembled. “I told you long ago to come with me! If you had obediently boarded the ship back then, none of this would have happened! How many times did I tell you to leave! You never listened to me! Why are you so stubborn!”
Hearing Xia Qingyu’s accusations, Nie Qingkong couldn’t muster a single word of rebuttal.
If he had listened to Xia Qingyu earlier, would all this have been avoided?
Would Xifu not have died?
“I was wrong.” Nie Qingkong tilted his head up, meeting Xia Qingyu’s stubborn and resentful eyes. Nie Qingkong suddenly smiled. “I’m sorry. I’ve already killed Xifu, and I don’t want to drag you down anymore. Let go… Qingyu…”
Gritting her teeth, Xia Qingyu glared at Nie Qingkong, completely out of strength to say another word.
Blood from her torn wound flowed down her arm, sliding onto her hand.
She felt her grip on Nie Qingkong’s hand weakening, reaching her limit.
Just then, a hand reached down from beside Xia Qingyu and firmly grasped Nie Qingkong’s wrist.
Xia Qingyu froze, turning her head to see Lu Yaoyang’s profile.
“Bai Yuqi, is the rescue rope ready? Hurry up and save him!” After shouting at Bai Yuqi, Lu Yaoyang said softly to Xia Qingyu, “I’ve got him here. Go take care of your wound. Your sister is behind you and will be here soon.”
In a moment of stunned realization, Xia Qingyu’s lips moved, and she said without thinking, “Thank you, brother-in-law…”
After saying this, Xia Qingyu was helped to the side by Xia Qingtian and Manager Shi, who had rushed over.
At this moment, Bai Yuqi assisted Lu Yaoyang, and together with Di San, they safely pulled Nie Qingkong up.
As soon as Nie Qingkong was pulled up, Er Ya, who had been watching, noticed that Nie Qingkong was poisoned, and quite severely.
“Qingyu, I saw you picking a lot of leaves earlier. Bring some over. This guy is poisoned.” Er Ya immediately turned and waved to Xia Qingyu.
Xia Qingyu, whose wound had just been tightly bandaged by Manager Shi to stop the bleeding, heard this.
She immediately stood up and walked towards Nie Qingkong.
Nie Qingkong, who thought he was doomed, looked up at Xia Qingyu in shock. He remembered Xia Qingyu, injured, holding his hand and refusing to let go, and felt a surge of emotion. Just as he was about to say something, Xia Qingyu interrupted him.
A physical interruption.
A sharp, clear, and loud slap.
It stunned everyone around.
Bai Yuqi subconsciously cupped his cheek, as if the slap had landed squarely on his face.
“In that situation just now, I didn’t give up on you, so what right do you have to give up!” Xia Qingyu hadn’t scolded Nie Qingkong earlier because she had no extra strength, but that didn’t mean she was done being angry. Xia Qingyu grabbed Nie Qingkong’s collar and glared at him, shouting, “I’m telling you! You owe me for this life! Don’t even think about dying until you’ve paid it all off!”
Pulled by Xia Qingyu, Nie Qingkong looked at her fierce face and curved his lips. “Mmm, I’ll listen to you.”
This time, she held his hand, and for this life, he was willing to listen to her.
“How disgusting.” Xia Qingyu gave Nie Qingkong a disgusted look before releasing his collar and handing the crumpled leaves to Er Ya. “Can they still be used?”
“Yes.” Er Ya inspected them and nodded. “Leave the rest to me.”
Xia Qingyu then returned to Xia Qingtian’s side.
Xia Qingtian, having witnessed the entire event, simply smiled meaningfully and began to tend to Xia Qingyu’s wound.
After finishing Xia Qingyu’s wound, Xia Qingtian walked over to Nie Qingkong and looked at the narrow gap in the high wall. “Has he gone in?”
“Mmm.” Nie Qingkong’s gaze deepened upon hearing Xia Qingtian’s question about Xiang Xueyuan.
“Logically speaking, he’s already wealthier than any nation. Can the treasures of the Lu, Miao, and Tang families attract him? It shouldn’t be the case…” Xia Qingtian still couldn’t figure out what Xiang Xueyuan was after.
She had seen Xiang Xueyuan’s underground research institute, and something like that couldn’t be achieved without considerable assets.
Not to mention placing spies in various major families and building an entire information network. If someone told her that Xiang Xueyuan also controlled a country’s nuclear weapon launch system, Xia Qingtian wouldn’t doubt it.
Would someone like that go to such lengths for the treasures of the Lu, Miao, and Tang families?
It shouldn’t be.
“It’s for energy.” Nie Qingkong looked at Xia Qingtian and truthfully confessed everything.