Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 400 Qin Ruan: I am the one who can control your fate

Chapter 400: Chapter 400 Qin Ruan: I am the one who can control your fate

Upon confirming Qin Ruan’s regret and broken promises, the makeup artist also became furious: "It’s her own lack of self-respect!"

Qin Ruan stared at the makeup artist’s punch-worthy face, her eyes filled with contempt and her face tinged with mockery: "And you respect yourself?"

The makeup artist retorted without hesitation: "I’m not as cheap as her!"

Qin Ruan laughed coldly: "Cheap and oblivious, describes you perfectly. You ruined Li Manning’s relationships, sleeping with most of the men around her. Are you that desperate for men?

Does other people’s men fulfill your superiority complex? Does it let you push the word ’cheap’ to its ultimate? The term ’disgusting’ is an insult to the word itself when it’s used on you!"

Fury twisted the makeup artist’s face: "Why can she sleep around, but not me!?"

Uncontrolled rage shimmered in Qin Ruan’s eyes: "It’s because she is Li Manning because she has shed blood and tears. Because she’s more beautiful than you, because she works hard for her living.

While you, all you have done is to be ungrateful and shameless! You lack basic decency. You don’t deserve to be human! Even after death, as a puppet soul, you should be cast into the Eighteen Layers of Hell!"

Angered, the puppet soul of the makeup artist trembled, showing signs of turning into a vicious puppet.

She pointed at Qin Ruan, her voice harsh: "You’re talking nonsense! I’m prettier than Li Manning; her fame is only because she’s slept her way to it!"

Qin Ruan looked the makeup artist up and down as if looking at trash: "Who gave you this confidence? If you are so talented, why aren’t you famous yet? It’s essential to know your place."

She walked towards the flustered artist, her voice filled with mockery: "You want to enter the Netherworld, right? Well! I’ll send you there myself. I’ll cast you into the Eighteen Layers of Hell to endure endless torment. May you be reincarnated as a beast for hundreds of lives!"

The face of the makeup artist, already pale, nearly turned transparent with fear: "No, you can’t do this—just who do you think you are!"

Qin Ruan stood opposite to the puppet soul of the makeup artist, curling her lip into a brutal and frosty smile: "I am the one who decides your fate!"

In the face of her horrified gaze, Qin Ruan’s soft, red lips parted: "Yama taught me how to kill ghosts. Grant me divine powers to execute them. What god dares to defy me, what ghost dare to face me. Yama, heed my order!"

Her voice was dignified, carrying an icy chill of terror.

The ominous, yellow-lit mortuary instantly plunged into darkness.

The surrounding air turned heavy, as if something terrifying emerged in the darkness.

The heavy sound of chains dragging against the floor was jarring and harsh, causing the puppet souls present to tremble.

Two envoys of the Netherworld emerged from the darkness, they stood across Qin Ruan, bowing slightly: "Greeting, Miss Qin."

Qin Ruan nodded at them gracefully, pointing towards the makeup artist puppet: "This woman has committed numerous evils in her lifetime, does the Eighteen Layers of Hell have a place for her?"

One envoy checked a ledger, speaking in a cold, distant voice: "By the records, she is to be sent to the first through thirteenth layers of hell."

Qin Ruan smirked, her eyes narrowing coldly as she looked at the makeup artist, her voice heavy: "I remember the Underworld King once said, any disrespectful evil spirits or demons can be thrown into hell. Since she’s already set for the thirteenth layer, might as well award her the remaining five layers as well."

"Yes, we shall record it."

The two envoys, dragging the heavy Soul-locking Chain, instantly appeared before the makeup artist.

"No, you cannot do this!"

The horrors of the Eighteen Layers of Hell were well known in the mortal world.

Thinking of the impending torture, the makeup artist puppet frantically attempted to escape.

But no matter how quick, she could not outrun the Soul-locking Chain, getting entangled as soon as she darted out.

Opening her mouth to cry about her grievances, one of the envoys cast a silence spell on her.

With the silence, Qin Ruan found peace. Before the two envoys left, she asked: "After the Ghost Festival, how have been ’Seventh Master’ and ’Eighth Master’?"

Mentioning the Ghost Festival, the faces of the two envoys turned solemn.

One of them, with a somber expression, began recounting their difficulties: "Miss Qin may not know, but since the Puppet Gate opened, unclaimed lost souls from Hell have been surging into the mortal world. Some of them still linger in the mortal world without returning to the Netherworld. ’Seventh Master’ and ’Eighth Master’ have been searching for them."

This situation could be serious, as any of the lost souls causing havoc in the mortal world would certainly lead to massive chaos.

Qin Ruan’s face turned serious: "What kind of puppets are they?"

The two envoys shared a glance and replied softly: "Well, some of these lost souls have a connection with you."

A bad feeling rose within Qin Ruan: "Who?"

The envoys of the Netherworld: "That evil practitioner we took away from your custody some days ago. He surprisingly allied with your stepmother and stepsister, and using the opening of the Puppet Gate, they escaped. They have yet to return."

"So it’s them."

Qin Ruan merely lifted a brow, seemingly not surprised.

Considering the vast repertoire of evil deeds committed by Han Xian and her daughter Han Kexin, their actions, however shocking, never came as a surprise.

Knowing they are prowling in the mortal world and likely planning revenge, Qin Ruan became concerned about her father and her two brothers.

Worried, she waved at two envoys: "You may leave."

The two envoys bowed slightly: "Until next time."

"Wait!" Qin Ruan stopped them, pointing to Zhao’s manager and other puppets: "Why weren’t these puppets taken away?"

The previous envoy looked back through the list of puppet souls to be seized.

He scanned the list from start to end and shook his head at Qin Ruan: "These puppets are not on the list."

Qin Ruan’s eyes flickered: "I understand, you may leave."

The two envoys dragged away the soul of the makeup artist, slowly fading into the black fog.

This scene, witnessed by the other puppets, filled them with dread towards Qin Ruan, their pale faces tinged with fear.

Qin Ruan’s gaze swept over the puppets like a sharp blade, her voice ice cold, "Stay here obediently, I will come back for you after I find Li Manning. The evil deeds you committed in life won’t be left behind in death. You won’t escape the consequences, nobody will!"

Since the Netherworld won’t accept them, it’s evident that they have yet to pay for their sins in this life.

The ringer will have to be found from the ones who rang the bell. Once Li Manning is found, all problems will be solved.

Qin Ruan cast a cold glance at Agent Zhao, who wore an expression of defiance, oozing thick Evil Qi. The corners of her lips curled up into a cold smirk.

"Don’t plan on escaping. I will set a barrier here when I leave. Also, don’t think about threatening the staff here."

Agent Zhao, his eyes glowing red, kept his gaze fixed on Qin Ruan, ready to attack at any time.

Qin Ruan narrowed her calm eyes, her face cold as frost.

Under their silent stare-down, Agent Zhao bared his teeth and said, "As it turns out, I was also hoping to see Manning. I haven’t seen her for quite some time and I’ve been missing her."

He licked his lips, his pale face displaying a disgusting sense of anticipation.

Qin Ruan scoffed lightly, turned around, and walked away.

Leaving this puppet could lead to endless trouble... Once she found Li Manning, she would have to send it to the Puppet Domain first.

Qin Ruan stepped out of the mortuary, waved her hand lightly, and the door closed.

She projected a bright light from her hand which enveloped the mortuary in an instant.

Qin Ruan turned to Lu Han who was standing beside her and said, "Director Lu, no one is allowed to open the mortuary in the next two days."

Lu Han nodded, "I’ll get the word out shortly."

His heart was racing, the shock had not eased yet.

When the mortuary darkened for a moment and black fog arose, he knew that Qin Ruan had summoned something.

The few statements Qin Ruan had said before leaving the mortuary left him in deep confusion.

Unable to wait, Lu Han asked Qin Ruan, "Madam Huo, what’s the deal with Li Manning’s death? Is there a problem with it?"

At the moment, Qin Ruan wasn’t entirely interested in Li Manning’s case.

Upon learning Han Xian, Han Kexin, and Wu Daochang’s spirits were still roaming the Mortal World, she was worried about her father, and her elder and second brother.

Under Lu Han’s inquiry, she simply and clearly explained the general situation regarding Li Manning.

After learning about Li Manning’s ordeal, Lu Han, a gentleman from the distinguished family, cursed in his native language.

He knew that Li Manning’s death was not simple; otherwise, people wouldn’t die one after the other.

He could never have imagined that she lived such a difficult and painful life in Capital City, given the modern conveniences of today’s digital society.

The group left the mortuary and went straight towards the exit of the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

Standing on the steps of the doorway, Qin Ruan said to the departing Lu Han, "Director Lu, I have some matters to attend to next. I suggest you investigate Li Manning’s mother. She is a key figure in this case.

If you encounter Li Manning, or if anything strange happens, try not to stir up trouble. Just withdraw - Li Manning won’t harm innocent people."

Lu Han’s face changed color, a bitter expression covering his face, "How do you know she won’t harm us?"

Qin Ruan raised an eyebrow and smiled, her eyes revealing a profound and inscrutable light, "Some mysteries are better left unsaid."

Li Manning killed more than a dozen people in the Mortal World. The envoy of the Netherworld didn’t take her soul, but instead, it didn’t take the souls of those she killed either.

This clearly was a greenlight for Li Manning; her actions were condoned by the Netherworld.

Apart from the Underworld King, Qin Ruan knew of no one else who held such power.

The suffering Li Manning went through in her life was something even the Netherworld couldn’t ignore. They allowed her to do as she pleased.

After Huo Zhi brought the car around, Qin Ruan told Lu Han, "Contact me anytime if necessary."

"Okay——"

Lu Han stood on the steps, watching Qin Ruan get in the car, a low-key, luxurious, and secure black vehicle slowly drove away.

...

The Qin Residence.

Life had been peaceful for Qin Anguo recently. His eldest son was now managing the company, and his second son was finally behaving more responsibly. His daughter, Qin Ruan, was married into the prestigious Huo Family.

All he was waiting for now was a grandchild from Qin Ruan to experience the joy of being a grandfather as his colleagues did.

Calculating the time, Ruanruan would be giving birth in six months.

Qin Anguo stood on the spacious open terrace, watering his plants and hoping for the arrival of his grandchild in six months, with an excited smile on his face.

A servant rushed in, "Master, the young miss is back."

"Ruanruan is back?!"

Tossing the watering can into the servant’s arms, Qin Anguo quickly made his way out.

As Qin Ruan entered the terrace, she saw that Qin Anguo was practically jogging and quickly stopped him, "Dad, slow down, be careful not to fall!"