Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 429: Despising All in the World, Debts from Past and Present Lives

Chapter 429: Chapter 429: Despising All in the World, Debts from Past and Present Lives

Qin Ruan’s gaze was cold and oppressive, filled with a murderous aura that made him seem like an Asura emerging from Hell, which sent a subtle chill of fear through Han Kexin.

Overcoming her fear, she retorted, "I’m not wrong. You’ve already won by living. Why can’t you let me go?"

Qin Ruan’s lips curled upward in a cold smile, her voice icy, "When you plotted against me, did you show me any mercy?"

Han Kexin retorted, "You’re alive and well, I’m dead, my mother’s dead, yet you’re still here! What’s the point of holding grudges over the past?!"

Qin Ruan chuckled coldly, her gaze filled with an icy glint, "That’s because I’ve already died before! You and your mother owe me six lives. Why should I forgive you? It’s already merciful of me not to have destroyed your souls."

"You dare to beg for my forgiveness. On what basis? On the basis of your two lives? Or on the basis of your thick skin?!"

Han Kexin didn’t know about Qin Ruan’s reincarnation nor about the past life in which she suffered tremendously due to her schemes with Han Xian.

Confused and not having enough time to ponder the meaning of Qin Ruan’s words, anger got the best of her, causing her to completely lose her rationality.

With a cold glint in her eyes, Han Kexin stared at Qin Ruan, "By being so ruthless, aren’t you afraid of retribution?"

Retribution?

Qin Ruan mocked. Hadn’t she suffered enough retribution already?

In her past life, she lost her child, her loved ones, and her overall family. Had it not been for the Underworld King, she would forever remain a wandering ghost.

Suppressing her surging urge to kill, Qin Ruan glared at Han Kexin sternly, "Leave while I still can refrain from killing."

Han Kexin, whose name was recorded on the Netherworld’s roster, couldn’t be annihilated by anyone except the Underworld King himself.

When the Underworld King gets angry, millions of corpses will be laid down.

The Underworld King had shown kindness to Qin Ruan, and generally, she did not wish to create any issues for him. More trouble only meant more problems.

Under these circumstances, Qin Ruan was able to restrain herself.

How could Han Kexin possibly leave? She came here specifically to get Qin Ruan’s forgiveness.

If she returned empty-handed with the Underworld Envoy back to the Netherworld, she would face endless torments in Hell.

Gone through layers of Purgatory and endless suffering, the never-ending cries of pain echo in her ears. The final fate waiting for her is the cycle of animal reincarnation, how could she willingly accept this and leave.

Unbearable due to Qin Ruan’s unreasonable and heartless behavior, Han Kexin took a deep breath, "Qin Ruan, if you don’t forgive me, I can never be reborn as a human again. Are you really that ruthless?"

Qin Ruan cast a cold glance at her, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Her stance was clear.

Grinding her teeth, Han Kexin said, "Even if it’s for the sake of accumulating merit for the child in your belly, can’t you let me go? I’m already dead, can’t you show some sympathy?!"

Child?

How dare Han Kexin mention her child.

In the past life, it was Han Kexin and Han Xian who were the culprits behind the death of her and her child!

Qin Ruan’s eyes flashed with a murderous red glow as a strong, chilling, and oppressive Evil Qi radiated from her body. The overwhelming pressure enveloped both Han Kexin and the Underworld Envoy, making them shudder in fear.

Qin Ruan’s terrifying gaze was filled with murderous rage as she looked at Han Kexin, and said coldly, word by word, "I don’t forgive, nor do I sympathize!"

Her child needed no instruction from others.

Han Kexin’s words, however, reminded her of something.

Her innocent child was brutally murdered in her previous life, why should she spare Han Kexin?

The other party showed no remorse, even dared to bring up her unborn child, she was clearly asking for death.

Han Kexin also became furious "Qin Ruan, you really won’t let me go?"

Qin Ruan swept a cold look at the Underworld Envoy and said calmly, "You can go, but she stays."

The Underworld Envoy looked terrified, "Miss Qin, this... I can’t explain it if I go down."

"Tell the Underworld King it’s me who desires Han Kexin’s soul. If any repercussions arise, I alone will bear them."

Qin Ruan gazed at Han Kexin’s fearful eyes and let out a cold laugh, "Since you’ve delivered yourself to my door, there’s no reason for me to be soft-hearted."

She walked up to Han Kexin, a cruel smile curled on her lips, "Han Kexin, today I’ll let you die understanding why. All the debts from your past lives, I’ll collect them from you one by one!"

"What are you talking about?!"

Han Kexin didn’t understand her words, but she could see Qin Ruan was not normal.

Fearing her, Han Kexin’s body kept drifting backwards.

For every step Han Kexin took back, Qin Ruan gave chase, leaving her no place to hide.

At this moment, Han Kexin was like prey captured and contained by Qin Ruan.

The more scared Han Kexin became, the more Qin Ruan’s anger eased, if only slightly.

Seeing fear on her face, quaking in her soul, was incredibly satisfying to Qin Ruan.

Compared to Qin Ruan’s past, the fear in Han Kexin’s eyes now, brought a sense of pleasure.

Qin Ruan’s exquisite eyes were fixed on Han Kexin’s distorted face, her pupils displaying the arrogance of overlooking everything, as she enjoyed Han Kexin’s despair in the face of fear.

As Han Kexin pressed against the wall, she felt killing intent radiating from Qin Ruan.

With a trembling voice, she said, "Qin Ruan, you can’t murder me, you will go to Hell!"

Han Kexin was simultaneously evading Qin Ruan’s oppressive aura and fishing for the best opportunity to escape.

Qin Ruan’s pure and charming face held a sneer as she turned her beautiful eyes, a mocking glare in them, "Hell? I’m far more familiar with it than you, and unfortunately, you won’t have any chance to return."

Driven to a corner, with nowhere else to recede, Han Kexin was in a dire situation, prompting Qin Ruan to take action.

She slowly raised her arm, her graceful hand reaching out to Han Kexin.

Just at this moment, Han Kexin suddenly passed through the wall, with half of her spirit body entering the wall.

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes and reached out to grab, pulling Han Kexin’s fleeing spirit body out from the wall.

She swung her hand and flung the spirit on the floor.

Han Kexin’s spirit wobbled, crumbled on the floor, and with Qin Ruan’s oppressive aura surrounding her, she huddled up, trembling incessantly.

Qin Ruan’s gaze was unfathomably icy, and her lips moved slightly, "Han Kexin, now you know fear, now you want to escape?"

Han Kexin raised her pitiful eyes and pleaded, "Just let me go. I’m not begging for your forgiveness anymore. Please release me."

Because if she didn’t leave now, it would be too late.

"Too late!"

Qin Ruan looked down at her from a superior position, with a whirl of terrifying, unpredictable glares surging in her frosty eyes and an unrestrained killing intent that sent shivers down one’s spine.

"I’m still quite kind-hearted. Since I want you to die, let it be a clear and understandable death!"

Qin Ruan knelt down and reached out her index finger towards Han Kexin’s forehead.

Han Kexin, thinking she was about to be killed, desperately tried to escape but nevertheless was touched by Qin Ruan’s warm fingers.

Han Kexin, struggling ceaselessly, suddenly halted all movements when her forehead was touched.

Her face, distorted by fear, began to slacken visibly, like clay, and the light instantly faded from her eyes.

Han Kexin’s gaze went blank, the creases on her pallid face dropping loose, making her an awful sight to behold. She looked just like a soulless, grotesque puppet.