"Is that so?" Ling Chenyue's expression was skeptical. After thinking for a moment, she accepted the explanation.
"In that case, why don't you have them deliver the clothes to your place? I don't usually wear them."
I don't wear them either! Xing Yuan grumbled inwardly, but outwardly she smiled obediently, her expression troubled. "No! I bought these specifically for you, Sister. Do you want to disappoint my good intentions?"
That makes sense! Ling Chenyue thought, then pulled Xing Yuan back to the store they had visited earlier.
"Now you try them on, I'll pay."
Xing Yuan nodded silently and casually picked out a few normal outfits to try on.
Ling Chenyue was very different from Xing Yuan. She hadn't yet learned to openly take advantage of others and appeared very proper, which made Xing Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, her own self-control wasn't strong, and she had to play the role of a delicate girl. She was at a disadvantage no matter how she looked at it!
Just buying clothes and shoes took up the entire morning. At noon, the two only had time for a meal. Ling Chenyue, who had gotten her phone back, received a message from her department and then smiled apologetically at Xing Yuan.
I get it! Xing Yuan rolled her eyes internally and put on an elegant smile.
She put on a convincing act of being angry because her girlfriend suddenly had something to do, and said sarcastically, "The busy person has something to do again! Hmph! You figure it out, this is how many times? How do you plan to compensate me?"
Ling Chenyue looked full of guilt. She glanced at the girl opposite her and hesitated, "Whatever you want?"
Xing Yuan snorted unhappily, then took out her phone and turned on the recording. "Sister, say it again to this, otherwise I'm afraid you'll go back on your word."
Ling Chenyue paused for a moment, then nodded and repeated it as Xing Yuan instructed.
"I am willing to be at An Yuan's disposal! Whatever she wants!"
Xing Yuan curled her lips, turned off the recording, and habitually transferred it to her computer.
Her attitude also became enthusiastic. "Work is important! Sister, go ahead and get busy! I hope you get fired soon, and stay true to your heart, in short, I wish you all the best."
Ling Chenyue curved her eyebrows helplessly. Although she changed her tune quickly, she still understood what Xing Yuan meant. She hoped Ling Chenyue would lose her job soon.
Truly, childish.
"Shall I drive you back?" Ling Chenyue quietly shook the car keys in her hand.
"No need! I can take a taxi myself. It's not far from where I live." Xing Yuan politely refused, still appearing to be angry.
"Alright! Remember to send me a message when you get home." Ling Chenyue didn't insist.
"I know! Don't I still have this?" Xing Yuan dangled the watch on her wrist. "When I get back, it will tell you."
Ling Chenyue left in a hurry, clearly having received a relatively urgent mission.
Xing Yuan's gaze deepened as she watched Ling Chenyue's departing back. Then she tapped a few times on the watch, and the little figure symbolizing her location instantly showed that she was moving.
This watch was merely equipped with a small GPS tracker, and she had modified the watch so that it could simulate her route at any time and set the actions of the little figure. After all, she hadn't been idle all these years.
Xing Yuan entered a shopping mall and, using the crowd as cover, changed into a different outfit and headed towards an underground boxing ring.
The underground boxing ring was bustling with activity, with people placing bets everywhere.
Xing Yuan's destination wasn't here. She walked directly to a wall, pressed a mechanism, and entered the next level of the underground boxing ring.
It was much quieter here. Xing Yuan put on a Shura mask and walked expressionlessly into a room.
In the room, a man whose upper body was completely bare was tied up, with only a person who could be called a youth guarding him.
The youth looked at the newcomer and stood up excitedly, hesitating to step forward, yet appearing anxious.
Xing Yuan gently patted his shoulder and praised, "You did a good job on your first mission! What's your name?"
"My codename is Ming. As for my name, I don't remember it." The youth's body trembled slightly, but his expression couldn't be seen beneath the mask.
"Then, will I be following the boss from now on?" Ming asked cautiously.
"Yes." Xing Yuan nodded slightly. "At least for now, I need manpower."
"I won't disappoint you," the youth replied respectfully.
"What about the others?" Xing Yuan frowned slightly.
"They..." The youth scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed. "They wanted to test their skills, so they went up to the ring to play. I'll call them down right away."
"No rush!" Xing Yuan shook her head, slowly putting on her gloves and picking up the torture instruments.
"How much sleeping drug did you give him? Why isn't he awake yet? This way, it's not fun to play." Xing Yuan was displeased.
Ming chuckled, his voice full of excitement. "He's been awake for an hour! He's pretending to sleep so foolishly, thinking he can fool me. Watching him act so clever seems quite amusing."
Ming looked to Xing Yuan for permission, and upon receiving it, he excitedly stepped forward and punched the man in the face, disfiguring him. Seeing the man open his eyes, he said with dissatisfaction, "If you have the guts, keep pretending!"
The man tried to remain calm. "Who are you? I'm telling you, my boss is Bei Ye. If you dare to touch me, you're dead."
Xing Yuan ignored his threat and said softly, "You were in charge of last night's operation, weren't you? Your acting was truly clumsy!"
"Who are you? Cops?" The man quickly denied it himself. "Impossible, those cops wouldn't use these methods. What do you want?"
Xing Yuan sighed softly and whipped the man fiercely with the whip in her hand. Listening to the man's wails, Xing Yuan's emotions stabilized somewhat. Then, she picked up a rag from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You're too noisy! Honestly, I have no grudge against you, but you ruined my plans and made me very unhappy. So, I had to ask you to come help me vent my anger."
After speaking, Xing Yuan's eyes turned fierce. She swung the whip heavily. An hour later, she seemed to have vented some of her anger, casually threw the whip on the ground, and sat on a nearby chair, saying to the youth:
"Ming! You entertain this guest for me! Use some other methods. Since he didn't bring any gifts, why don't you cut off a few pieces of flesh as a souvenir?"
Ming nodded, poured wine from the table onto the man, then drew the knife at his waist and gestured over the man's body, as if considering where to start.
After a long while, Ming seemed unable to make up his mind and turned to Xing Yuan. "Boss! The flesh on this person is all rotten. Which piece is suitable to cut off?"
Xing Yuan's gaze fell on the man and she frowned, finding him a bit ugly. Then she said with certainty, "Since his ears aren't very useful, there's no point in keeping them. You help him out."