Han Rui, seeing Xue Yi’s dejected expression, said with satisfaction, “Alright, since you admit I’m your grandfather, I, as an elder, naturally can’t fault you juniors for your innocent prattle. I forgive you.”
He never cared about such inner resentment, as some people’s resentment remained within their hearts for a lifetime.
Xue Yi gritted his teeth, “Then thank you very much.”
*Inner thought: Grandson, you grandson who’s tasted victory!*
“Uh, Young Master Han, can you help me contact them?”
Han Rui raised an eyebrow, “What did you call me?”
Xue Yi gritted his teeth, forcing out a smile uglier than a cry, “Grandpa Han, could you please help me contact my subordinates?”
Only then did Han Rui take out his communicator from his backpack and dial Xue Yi’s base’s contact line: “Hello, your boss is in my hands. If you want him back alive, prepare three million cash…”
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow, “…”
Undoubtedly, Han Rui was quite the player.
Hearing Han Rui speak, Xue Yi was almost spitting blood from anger. To get aid quickly and escape this group as soon as possible, he couldn’t snatch the communicator because his hands were gone. He could only stand on tiptoe, lean towards Han Rui, and shout loudly, “Don’t listen to his jokes. Follow the coordinates on the communicator to rescue me and bring me for treatment!”
It took a while for the person on the communicator to react. They quickly replied, “Yes!”
Then, they hung up. Below Han Rui’s communicator, a red light lit up, maintaining a position share with the base.
After hearing his subordinate’s affirmative answer, Xue Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Han Rui, gritting his teeth, “Thank you, Young Master Han.”
Han Rui, however, smiled and said, “What, you were calling me grandfather just now, but now that you’ve achieved your goal, you’re calling me Young Master Han.”
Xue Yi remained silent this time.
Bai Xi took out the equipment Xue Yi had given them earlier from his backpack and threw it on the ground. He said indifferently to Xuan Feng, “The terrain here is adequate. Xuan Feng, contact a helicopter and have them wait for us a mile away.”
Xuan Feng replied, “Yes.”
Xue Yi remained silent, merely watching them.
Han Rui also prepared to leave. Glancing back at Xue Yi one last time, he suddenly remembered his confusion before entering the cave. “Oh, right, Mr. Xue, how did you find your ancestor’s tomb?”
Xue Yi had said earlier that this place was not a geomantically auspicious land.
Xue Yi blinked, then replied, “Naturally, through my Xue family’s art of dragon-finding and acupoint-tapping!”
*Inner thought: Damn it, this Han family brat reminds me, all the suffering and humiliation I received today were caused by that man from eleven years ago. If he hadn’t come looking for me and mentioned this tomb, how would I have found this place?*
*This ancient tomb expedition cost me both my arms and almost my life. If I had known, I shouldn’t have let that man die so easily; I should have made him suffer a torturous death!*
His expression gradually turned malevolent at this thought.
Han Rui, seeing Xue Yi’s inner thoughts, showed a flicker of shock in his beautiful phoenix eyes.
*The man from eleven years ago? The man who knew about my Han family’s tomb!*
Suddenly, he rushed forward, grabbed Xue Yi tightly by his collar, and shouted, “Tell me, what did that man from eleven years ago look like, and what did you do to him!”
Xue Yi was completely bewildered when Han Rui grabbed him. His eyes widened even further upon hearing Han Rui’s words.
*How did he know?*
Han Rui’s exquisite, beautiful phoenix eyes turned bloodshot, filled with extreme anger. “Xue Yi, you’d better tell the truth, or I’ll take your life right now!”
Seeing Han Rui so agitated, Xue Yi felt uneasy. However, he still refused to admit it. Looking into Han Rui’s eyes, he knew that if he confessed, he would die a much worse death. “I’m telling the truth. Perhaps I heard someone mention it casually before, but finding the closest location still relied on my dragon-finding and acupoint-tapping skills!”
*Inner thought: When that man came to me back then, he only told me the general situation and asked for my help. What relation does that man have with the Han Rui in front of me? I remember after he died, to completely erase evidence, I pushed him into an incinerator. There shouldn’t be any loose ends.*
*The only thing was, that man wore a pendant around his neck. That pendant didn’t burn even in the incinerator. I eventually threw that pendant into the sea. Who knows where it is now.*
*So, as long as I deny it, no one will know, and no one can do anything to me!*
Han Rui, reading the man’s inner monologue, his expression became even more ferocious. “I will kill you, I will kill you!”
The patriarch of the Han family possessed a pendant passed down through generations. That pendant was given to his father by his grandfather. His father had confidently gone out with that pendant, saying he would definitely pass the Han family’s test and bring him back a toy like Iron Man.
He had waited with full anticipation, but all he received was endless silence.
No sight, no body.
He had harbored a sliver of hope when he didn’t see his father’s body in the tomb. Perhaps his father hadn’t entered the ancient tomb, or perhaps he was too embarrassed to return to the Han family because he couldn’t pass the test.
But now…
He was dead, truly dead, and would never return!
And the killer was the man in front of him!
Thinking of this, he released his grip on Xue Yi.
Xue Yi felt some relief, but due to his missing arms, his balance was poor. Coupled with the severe blood loss and extreme weakness, he directly slumped to the ground. Seeing Han Rui turn to walk towards Bai Xi and the others, he thought this matter was over with his denial.
He even dared to speak, “Young Master Han, don’t be too impulsive. Before you act, present the evidence…”
Before he could finish, Han Rui turned back, holding the extremely sharp dagger that Xuan Feng wore on his outer thigh. “Xue Yi, I’ll tell you, the man you murdered eleven years ago was my father! Now, I’ll send you to hell so you can repent properly!”
With that, he rushed towards Xue Yi with the weapon and fiercely stabbed at him.
Xue Yi, of course, wouldn’t sit and wait for death. He immediately scrambled backward. However, since he was on the ground, he only managed to move back a little, so the dagger missed his vital spot by a hair’s breadth.
“You, you, you’re talking nonsense! I didn’t kill anyone, let alone your father!”
*Inner thought: What should I do? How does he know? What should I say now to trick him and survive?*
Han Rui’s eyes were crimson. “You still want to quibble!”
With that, he pulled out the knife and was about to strike again, aiming for his head.
This time, Xue Yi had nowhere left to retreat and could only let him attack, his eyes filled with despair.
*Inner thought: What should I do? I don’t want to die! Someone save me! Why haven’t my troops arrived yet?*
But the dagger in his hand stopped just as it was about to fall on Xue Yi’s forehead. His hands trembled, unable to bring it down.
His father’s gentle teachings echoed in his mind: “For us Han family members, respecting every life is most important. Rui’er, promise me, you will become a medical merchant who serves life, saving every life, and never lightly ending or harming others’ lives, okay?”
His father, who clearly revered life and loved every life so dearly, died at the hands of this scumbag. Even more despairing was that his own hand, holding the dagger, couldn’t bring itself to strike because of his father’s teachings.
How ironic was this?
Seeing this, Xue Yi immediately turned sideways, attempting to escape, shouting as he ran, “Help, help me…”
Han Rui sat on the ground, devoid of strength. At this moment, tears he could no longer control burst forth.
A man doesn’t cry easily, only when his heart is broken.
Xuan Feng hesitated for a moment, then walked forward. He bent down slightly, looking at Han Rui, a complex emotion in his sharp eagle-like eyes. “Why didn’t you kill him?”
Han Rui’s face was contorted in pain, his exquisite phoenix eyes filled with despair and madness, tears streaming down. “I can’t do it. I can’t bring myself to strike. I’m truly useless.”
Xuan Feng looked at Han Rui, who was weeping uncontrollably, a hint of heartache in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then said in a stiff but gentle voice, “Don’t be afraid, and don’t be sad. What you can’t do, I can help you do!”