The man on the opposite side stood facing Big Gold Tooth, not even lifting an eyebrow, calmly observing the person before him.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Big Gold Tooth grew even more infuriated.
That feeling of being ignored reminded him of Bai Xi, whom he had encountered at the hospital today: "Ha, you've caused me to be like this, and you're still so calm? You've got guts! But I'll soon show you who's the boss here!"
This man had caused him such terrible trouble, so naturally, he had to get revenge. More importantly... he had intended to spend ten million to buy Xue Huai's wretched hospital back then, so he must be a wealthy man.
If he beat him up soundly and then held him captive, making him hand over ten million, then this whole ordeal wouldn't be a loss for him.
With that, he fiercely thrust the beer bottle in his hand towards the man, aiming directly for his left shoulder!
He wasn't stupid; he wouldn't aim for a fatal spot. He didn't care about the man's life; he wanted money, money that would allow him to live a life of pleasure and debauchery!
The man standing in place didn't move. Seeing the sharp bottle tip approaching, he calmly raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
In that instant, Big Gold Tooth's ferocious face suddenly turned indifferent. The bottle tip, which had been aimed at the man, changed direction and pointed at his own neck.
The next second, without hesitation, he plunged it in, as if he were piercing a cucumber, not his own neck.
The sharp beer bottle tip pierced the skin, severing blood vessels, causing intense agony. This excruciating pain seemed to jolt Big Gold Tooth awake. He instinctively dropped the bottle, clutched his wound tightly, and tried to cry out for help.
Unfortunately, the bottle tip had penetrated so deeply that he couldn't utter half a word when he opened his mouth; only a steady stream of blood flowed out.
The man opposite him remained in his spot, calmly watching him, as if observing a cow or sheep whose throat had been slit and was bleeding out. "If you can't even handle a small matter properly, then there's no need for you to be alive."
He spoke while smiling, his features not particularly striking, but chilling to the bone.
At that moment, Big Gold Tooth finally felt fear. The man before him was not human; he was a demon, a devil!
He stumbled backward, trying to retreat, trying to escape. But alas, the deep wound and the steady bleeding had already drained him of all his vitality.
The moment he turned, his entire body went limp, convulsing uncontrollably. His eyes were wide with terror, and they remained open even in death.
The man calmly took a bottle from his backpack, uncorked it, and a faint green light floated up from Big Gold Tooth's body, slowly drifting into the bottle in his hand, eventually transforming into a blue-grey stone the size of a mung bean.
His bottle contained many such stones of varying sizes and shapes, lying quietly within, like meticulously collected treasures.
He gently shook the bottle, then tossed it back into his backpack and turned, walking out of the alleyway and onto the bustling main street.
The street was teeming with people, and the dazzling lights concealed all the darkness of the city.
"He Mu, what are you doing here?"
A voice, filled with confusion and bewilderment.
He Mu turned around, his black backpack also swinging in another direction. The man revealed a natural and easy smile: "Just came out to buy some fruit, replenish my vitamins."
Chen Yi nodded: "Where are your fruits?"
He Mu smiled: "I looked around, but I couldn't decide what I wanted to eat, so I didn't buy any."
Chen Yi smiled broadly, his smile genuine: "Lately, I've felt you've changed a lot, but now it seems there's no change at all. You still have trouble making decisions. Here, this is for you..."
He then handed the pre-cut fruit he had just bought to He Mu.
He Mu accepted it smoothly: "Thank you. I'll treat you to breakfast tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, Chen Yi's mood brightened further. He reached out, slung his arm over He Mu's shoulder, and said with shining eyes: "Let's grab a meal! Why don't we invite that eldest young lady from the Bai family and her young master too? If we can build good relationships, my life for the next half-century will be much easier."
He Mu remained silent, merely smiling.
Seeing his silence, Chen Yi didn't press further: "Alright, alright, I was just saying. By the way, why do you smell a bit of blood..."
As a surgeon, he was sensitive to the smell of blood.
He Mu chuckled: "You're pressing on my wound, it might have... reopened."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi was suddenly startled. How could he have forgotten? This was no ordinary person; he was a patient!
Moreover, the wound on his back was from an explosion he had shielded him from today. That wound... tsk, tsk, tsk!
He quickly pulled his arm away from He Mu's shoulder, clasped his hands together, and repeatedly bowed: "Sorry, sorry, I momentarily forgot."
He Mu smiled faintly: "It's alright, I won't hold it against you."
Chen Yi was slightly taken aback, then smiled again: "That's true, you've always been generous."
In fact, the He Mu of the past wasn't generous at all. He would even vigorously punch his shoulder and nag him for a long time. And before, he was also very concerned about money, to be so generous as to invite them to travel to such a place.
He had been too happy before, overlooking many, many things.
But now, looking into his smiling eyes... though he didn't feel anything was wrong, he inexplicably felt a pang of unease in his heart.
After walking a few more steps, he pointed to a shop not far away: "I'm going to buy some more food. You should go back first and rest well."
He Mu smiled and nodded.
Chen Yi turned and walked towards the nearby shop with slightly quickened steps.
He Mu watched the receding figure, lowered his head slightly, and a glint flashed across his glasses. He casually said, "I never argue with people who are about to die."
He then casually tossed the bag of cut fruit that Chen Yi had given him into the trash can.
The moon peeked through the branches of the coconut trees, the night air cool.
Bai Han sat cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes closed.
The weather in Sea Island City was warm, yet a subtle chill emanated from his body, gradually intensifying. A layer of frost seemed to creep onto his brow.
Simultaneously, his expression became restless. His eyeballs could be seen twitching beneath his eyelids, and the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead instantly froze into frost.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. Those eyes, which had been as dark as black pearls, were now a striking blue.
"No..."
He cried out almost the instant his eyes snapped open.
After the cry, he gasped for breath. The blue in his eyes slowly returned to their original color, and the frost on his face gradually melted, turning into droplets of water that trickled down his body.
How could this be? Why was he seeing such a vision?
Because of He Mu's appearance, he had sensed an unease, and thus had exhausted his lifespan to predict the future for Xiao Xi. The scene he had witnessed was so painful that even thinking about it now caused his heart to ache.
Why would something that didn't happen three hundred years ago occur in this lifetime?
No, it shouldn't be like this.
Han Mo had already sacrificed his life for this matter, yet why was there still such an outcome?