Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 404: Qin Ruan: Call me Heavenly Master, or Extradition Envoy

Chapter 404: Chapter 404: Qin Ruan: Call me Heavenly Master, or Extradition Envoy

When death came, Li Manning thought it would be her salvation, but she didn’t expect that there was even worse news waiting for her.

Her child had died before her.

Thinking of her child’s death, the black evil Qi around Li Manning resurged, the black mist enveloping her body revealing a red glow.

Qin Ruan walked towards her at a leisurely pace.

She strolled over to the bar as if it were her own home, took an unopened bottle of water from the wine cabinet, twisted the cap open and began drinking it straight from the bottle.

Perhaps it was her calm and poised demeanor, or perhaps it was some sort of trustworthy aura she projected, but Li Manning’s vigilance was gradually decreasing.

She watched Qin Ruan’s every move and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

Qin Ruan finished drinking the water, and twisted the cap back on. She cocked her head at Li Manning and said with a smile, "My name is Qin Ruan. This is the first time that I meet you in person, and you’re even more beautiful than on television."

Li Manning had met many who had complimented her magniloquently and beautifully in her time as a top-tier celebrity.

Qin Ruan’s simple praise sounded extremely sincere to Li Manning, who found herself moved once again.

After a while, Li Manning pursed her lips and softly expressed her gratitude: "Thank you."

"You’re welcome. You really are beautiful."

Qin Ruan sat next to her, propping her elbow up on the bar, supporting her head with a hand.

She stared at Li Manning, a mixture of soft smile and meaningful gaze in her eyes.

Li Manning slowly lowered her head, and the malicious aura around her disappeared without a trace.

Maybe it was intuition or the inexplicably comforting feeling Qin Ruan gave her, but Li Manning completely dropped her guard.

Her lips, full and naturally curved into a smile, slowly moved to answer Qin Ruan’s earlier question, "Entering the entertainment world was purely an accident. I didn’t expect that I would become famous."

Qin Ruan asked her, "Do you enjoy acting?"

Li Manning furrowed her brows, but quickly relaxed them, "I suppose... acting gives me different experiences. I analyze the psychology and character of the people I play and really become them."

"Sometimes, I even lose myself in the drama and can’t get out. Sometimes, I can’t control my emotions, as if I really am the character from the script, deeply experiencing all their emotions."

Qin Ruan’s lip curled up in a slight smile, "It sounds like you really enjoy acting."

"I suppose so," replied Li Manning uncertainly.

At times, getting lost in the drama was more of an escape for her.

Escaping the oppressive feeling of the real world, escaping the exploitation and cruelty of her parents.

Qin Ruan asked again, "Do you like music?"

Li Manning shook her head with a firm denial. "I don’t like music. I don’t like playing the piano, I don’t like singing, and I don’t like dancing. These things stress me, but I..."

She wanted to talk about her parents, but thinking about their cruelty, she just couldn’t make herself say the word ’parents’.

Li Manning took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure and said, "They were always forcing me to accept things I didn’t like, telling me how important music is for an artist. That its existence would make me shine and bring me lasting applause."

Qin Ruan gazed at Li Manning’s beautiful, delicate profile, her eyes flashing a dark light.

As she thought, it was like that.

Li Manning’s parents were musicians. They had instilled in Li Manning a sense of music from a young age which was understandable.

However, not once did they consider whether Li Manning liked it or not, pushing music onto her relentlessly.

The fractures between mother and daughter, father and daughter, likely existed from a young age, gradually accumulating until an eruption.

Qin Ruan moved her hand away from her forehead, crossed her arms on the bar, and rested her chin on her hands. A hint of fatigue overlaid her face.

Looking at the clock in the living room, it was already nine o’clock in the evening.

At this time at the Huo family, she should have been resting in bed.

Qin Ruan turned to Li Manning, who exuded a quiet tranquility while also showing a softness.

"Who are you planning to kill next?"

Her tone was calm, there was no fluctuation, it was as if they were discussing something very ordinary, even insignificant.

Li Manning looked at Qin Ruan in surprise. She wondered if Qin Ruan knew about her current identity, whether she knew she had killed many people; she was incredibly curious about Qin Ruan.

"Who are you really, and why aren’t you afraid of me?"

Qin Ruan’s face was gentle, her tone light, "In the mortal world, you can call me a Heavenly Master. Even though I’m not very professional, I am still part of the Mysterious Studies World."

"In the Netherworld, you can call me The Extradition Envoy. All the ghosts and demons in this world, as long as they have done evil, fall under my jurisdiction. I am responsible for sending them to the Netherworld, the Puppet Domain or Hell."

Li Manning eyed Qin Ruan cautiously, a sense of bleakness in her eyes, "Did you come here today just to reincarnate me?"

Qin Ruan shook her head: "No."

Li Manning frowned, "Then what are you here for?"

Qin Ruan: "To prevent you from killing innocent people."

Li Manning’s face turned cold, "I won’t kill them, they’ve not wronged me."

Qin Ruan’s gaze shifted, sweeping across the display cabinet nearby, and then moving downwards, focusing on the large storage space at the bottom.

She hinted, "Who else do you want to kill? It seems like your mother... isn’t in any mortal danger."

Following her gaze, Li Manning’s Evil Blood Mist surged around her, the ominous red glow flashing in her eyes.

"She deserves to die!"

The ruthless and merciless words came out of Li Manning’s mouth.

Qin Ruan laughed lightly, "Then why haven’t you killed her?"

Li Manning gritted her teeth and said, "Xiaobao’s ashes are with her. I can’t let Xiaobao remain a catalogless ghost."

Qin Ruan’s smile vanished. "Xiaobao? Your son?"

"Yes."

Li Manning stood up and started to move towards the display cabinet.

The large room was filled with a cold draft. The blood evil mist around Li Manning grew thicker. Like a beast that swallows humans in the dark night, her dangerous aura began to spread more aggressively.

"Boom!"

The cabinet door under the display cabinet was destroyed by an unseen force. Li Manning’s mother was tied up and stuffed inside the cabinet.

Her face was pale and sallow, mixed with two lines of tear stains, it was a very ragged sight.

As Li Manning approached step by step, her mother looked as if she was seeing a demon. Her pupils shrunk drastically, as she kept shaking her head and sobbed.

Li Manning pulled her mother out of the cabinet. Her gentle face became pale and contoured, full of distortion.

She coldly stared at her mother and questioned in an icy voice, "Where exactly is Xiaobao’s ashes?"

"Wu wu wu..."

Her mother vehemently shook her head, and Li Manning ripped the gag from her mouth, "Tell me, where is Xiaobao?!"

"He’s gone, he’s dead, I don’t know, Ning Ning, spare your mother, your mother really regretted it, everything was done by your father!"

"Xiaobao was also my grandson, how could I possibly kill him, Ning Ning, spare your mother, I’m begging you to let me go, your mother knows she did wrong, forgive your mother..."

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