Ye Huohuo severed the karmic thread connecting her to Li Mohan.
The red thread she had painstakingly tied was thus cut. As soon as it broke, Ye Huohuo spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. She felt as if half her life had been drained away, unable to stand steadily. After gasping for breath for a while, she finally managed to recover.
Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she let out a bitter laugh, "Dad, Mom, I can still live on my own, and I can still find the person who harmed you. Trust me, once I finish this, I can come find you.
We won't ask anyone for help! We won't ask him..."
She staggered out of Chen Jiaming's residential compound through a side door. The sun was setting, and the yang energy was diminishing, while the yin energy around began to gradually increase.
Having severed her karmic thread with Li Mohan, and without the boost of his luck, she would once again have to endure the bone-chilling cold caused by yin energy entering her body.
She found a relatively sheltered corner, indifferent to whether it was dirty or not. Like a homeless stray puppy, she curled up inside.
She took out the sound-transmission talisman. Fortunately, its power was still active. With a slight activation, she heard the voices coming from within.
"Brother Dong, has Grandma gone to sleep?" It was Fang Fang's voice.
"Mmm, I don't know what's gotten into my mom lately. She sleeps so much every day. I've taken her to so many doctors, and they all say there's nothing serious, but she's getting more and more difficulty walking. I really don't know what to do," said Chen Jiaming.
"By the way, I know a master who is incredibly skilled. Why don't we take Grandma to see them sometime? Isn't it said that regular hospitals can't cure certain ailments? Perhaps a master could help her," Fang Fang comforted him softly.
"Sigh, actually, my mom used to know a Master Peng. He was said to be quite effective, but I don't know where he is now. We can't reach him at all. If the master you mentioned is effective, then we'll go see them sometime. Right now, we..."
"Brother Dong, what are you doing! It's not even dark yet! Grandma is in the inner room... Mmm..." Fang Fang scolded.
"I miss you so much!"
"We only just did it after the party last night, and it hasn't even been a full day, and you're already... Ah..."
"You don't know, my mind is full of you all day. I was thinking about it while we were eating just now, you are my little temptress! I'd be willing to die in your arms!"
"..."
Before long, the talisman began to transmit the woman's coquettish cries and the man's heavy panting, accompanied by faint sounds of "pat pat pat" impacts.
Ye Huohuo could picture the scene just by hearing these sounds.
Men, indeed, were animals who thought with their lower halves.
She put the talisman away, not wanting to hear the nauseating sounds anymore. Li Mohan's words from earlier echoed in her ears: "Our relationship is just a transaction!"
A transaction!
It was completely dark now. Ye Huohuo, curled up in the corner, had unknowingly fallen asleep. Suddenly, she jolted awake, chilled by the night wind.
Her hands and feet were numb from the cold. She quickly stood up, rubbing her hands and stomping her feet. Only then did she realize that her breath was visible as white mist. Why had it suddenly become so cold?
Although it was the end of summer, it wasn't cold enough to fog up one's breath.
Something was very wrong!
Shivering, she took out her compass from her bag. Sure enough, after spinning for two rounds, the needle pointed towards the residential complex where Chen Jiaming lived.
Could the yin energy in their house be so strong that it was affecting this area?
Ye Huohuo took out the sound-transmission talisman from before. The voices that made her blush and her heart race were no longer coming from it.
"I've finished handling things on my end. Have you processed the video?"
It was Fang Fang, making a phone call.
"Don't worry, I'll send it to you right away. But I have a request," came the man's voice from the other end of the phone.
Ye Huohuo guessed it was probably the subordinate of that Young Master Ming from earlier.
"What request? You can't ask for more money; we already agreed on the price," Fang Fang's voice carried a hint of displeasure.
"It's not about more money. You edited the video for me and it made me so horny. You have to serve me like you served Young Master Ming today to vent my desires, alright?" the man's voice was filled with intense longing.
Fang Fang snorted, "You brat..." She might have wanted to curse him, but thinking she needed his help, she restrained herself. "Whatever you say, it's fine. After this is done, I'll spend a day with you, and you can do whatever you want. Are you satisfied now?"
"Fine, I'll send you the video right now! Don't forget your promise. The videos I have don't just show Young Master Ming's face; there are shots of you in them too!" the subordinate's words were clearly threatening.
"Don't worry, I always keep my word!" Fang Fang's voice was so gentle it could drip water.
The call hung up.
"Hmph, you want to take advantage of me? If you're looking for death, I'll oblige you!" Fang Fang's voice was as venomous now as it was gentle just moments ago.
Even from this distance, Ye Huohuo felt a chill in her heart. Could this Fang Fang be planning to kill someone?
Just then, a "ding dong" sound, a mobile notification, came from the talisman. The video for blackmailing Young Master Ming must have been transferred.
Ye Huohuo was a bit confused. Fang Fang went to such lengths to approach that Young Master Ming to extort money, which was obvious. But what was her relationship with Chen Jiaming?
This Chen Jiaming clearly wasn't from a wealthy family. Fang Fang couldn't possibly be after his money. If it was for his person, Chen Jiaming wasn't the kind of handsome man that women would go crazy for.
Moreover, Fang Fang, being such a woman, must have seen plenty of men in the dating scene. Chen Jiaming, like this, wouldn't catch her eye. Then why was she demeaning herself with Chen Jiaming?
Ye Huohuo walked towards the building where Chen Jiaming lived, pondering this.
"Brother Dong, wake up quickly, look at this!" Fang Fang's voice came out again.
"What is it?" Chen Jiaming yawned. "This... Isn't this Young Master Ming? He... He is... Oh heavens, where did you get this kind of video?" Chen Jiaming's voice became very tense.
"This was secretly recorded by a sister of mine. She just wanted to get some money from Young Master Ming." Fang Fang's voice was very relaxed. "She didn't dare to do it herself, so she asked me to help her. We'll split the money we get, what do you say?"
"You're not going to use this to blackmail Young Master Ming, are you? Do you know who Young Master Ming is? Although their family's legitimate businesses are not well-known, they started from the underworld. Half of the underground transactions in Haicheng are controlled by the Ming family.
If you dare to blackmail him, are you tired of living!" Chen Jiaming was scared out of his wits.
"Coward, in this day and age, it's always the bold who get rich, and the timid who starve. How can you get rich with such little courage? Are you really going to let me marry you and live this poor life?" Fang Fang said petulantly. "Fine, if you won't do it, I will. When I have money, I'll never let you touch me again!"
"Xiaofang, don't be impulsive. I... I'll do it, alright, my little ancestor. But we have to be very careful. We can't use our own phone cards, or he'll be able to track us. If he finds out we're blackmailing him, we'll really lose our lives.
How about this, I'll go buy a burner phone card tomorrow, and then..."
"I have one right here, I've already prepared it!"
"You... You've even thought of this?" Chen Jiaming was very surprised.
"I don't want your money, but I also want a good life with you. If we have money, we can take Grandma to see a doctor properly. Then, our family of three will live in a big house and experience the life of the rich.
And then have two sons to dote on us. Wouldn't that be a heavenly life!" Fang Fang's words were exactly what Chen Jiaming desired.
Chen Jiaming gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. He inserted the phone card Fang Fang gave him into his phone and sent the blackmail video to Young Master Ming, along with a message: fifty million to buy out the video.
Hearing this, Ye Huohuo's heart stirred. Fang Fang actually had Chen Jiaming send the video to Young Master Ming. What was she up to?