Mated at First Sight
Chapter 622 - 413: You Won’t Die if You Don’t Seek Death (One Update)_1

Chapter 622: Chapter 413: You Won’t Die if You Don’t Seek Death (One Update)_1

"Ah..." A painful cry lasted only for a fleeting moment. Fen Xiao’s wrists had already been sliced by the blade in Mu Lin’s hand, rendered unable to exert any strength. The very next moment, it was with no consideration that Mu Lin forcefully seized her, the blood-stained dagger pressing against her delicate neck. With the slightest movement, it would ruthlessly thrust into her throat.

She had actually lost! Lost so thoroughly at that.

Deep in her eyes, Fen Xiao could not believe it. She refused to believe that she held absolutely no capability of defending herself against Mu Lin.

The only reason she was able to keep up with her so long was that she must have been toying with her the whole time.

"Hehe..." It wasn’t clear if she was mocking herself or Mu Lin. However, regardless of which it was, it meant nothing to Mu Lin.

The car sped toward Mu Lin. Seeing her standing unscathed, the other three breathed sighs of relief unconsciously.

Looking at the bright red blood on Mu Lin’s dagger and the woman she had pinned to the ground, diverse emotions flooded their eyes.

She was really... ruthless.

Her moves were swift and she showed no mercy.

Could such a woman truly ever be tamed? This was definitely a question worth pondering and questioning.

"What are you standing there dazed for?" Mu Lin raised an eyebrow. Were these three people running over here in such a hurry just to... gawk?

Hearing Mu Lin’s words, Xiongzi was the first to snap back to reality. He took a pair of handcuffs from his waist, ready to restrain his captive. However, upon seeing the continual flow of blood from the gruesome wound on her wrist, he suddenly hesitated. He wondered if he should at first bind her wounds a bit to prevent her from bleeding out too much and thus dying.

Such a waste of a perfectly good woman.

"What, are you sympathizing with her?" A cold voice rang out, and Mu Lin looked at Xiongzi calmly.

Xiongzi shook his head, "No." He wasn’t feeling any pity.

With a light smile, Mu Lin asked, "Or are you thinking that I was a bit heavy-handed?"

Xiongzi didn’t speak. He neither admitted nor denied, because he honestly didn’t know what to say.

"Do you know what she had in her hand?" Mu Lin was referring to the white powder Fen Xiao had been holding but hadn’t gotten the chance to throw at her. Hearing this, the three unconsciously looked at the powder, tainted with vibrant red, and were unable to tell what it could be.

Abu squatted down, subconsciously reaching his hand out to grab a bit of powder to examine more closely. But again, Mu Lin’s cold voice rang out, "I’d advise you all not to touch this stuff." She warned them just in time.

"Why not?" Abu looked at Mu Lin, his dismissive attitude gone, replaced entirely with profound respect and admiration.

Even though Mu Lin seemed quite ruthless and cold earlier, none of that mattered when dealing with the enemy.

"You can see for yourself what happened to her injury." Mu Lin’s gaze rested lightly on Fen Xiao’s wrist, which was already beginning to become necrotic.

Upon glancing that way, he was abruptly taken aback. Abu looked at Mu Lin in disbelief, "It’s already beginning to rot!" What in the world was the woman holding? He suddenly had the strange familiarity of watching a Wuxia drama series.

"I think you all might have heard this saying before, sympathizing with the enemy is being cruel to oneself." Mu Lin’s gaze rested comfortably on Xiongzi’s face, "Justness and sympathy, sometimes it really is important to know when to apply them." The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, a complex yet unexplainable emotion dancing in her eyes.

"Or have you forgotten that the person before you is from the Organization you’ve been pursuing all along? What does a human life mean to them? I think you should know better than me; I reckon her status within the Organization must be quite high; she would be considered a master at using poisons."

The killing techniques and tools of this woman in front of her were indeed superior to the Red Scorpion she had encountered in Ming City. They required a higher level of attention.

Weren’t they training these people specifically to combat her? She wondered which rank this woman held amongst them. She was indeed a bit disappointed.

Mu Lin’s words were very direct, honest, and also... infuriating.

Just barely; Indeed, just barely.

No denying, what Mu Lin said was not wrong, and the three unanimously agreed with her words.

Whether it’s the enemy or a criminal, sympathy for these people is unnecessary to them.