Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 894: Qin Ruan is truly hurt, they won’t get away with this!

Chapter 894: Chapter 894: Qin Ruan is truly hurt, they won’t get away with this!

The video showed the process of Hen Nianzhen getting tattooed, with the loud noise of the machine being the only sound; no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Ke Zhibin felt uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart and patted Ke Yiming’s shoulder, "Speed up the video."

The latter acknowledged and fast-forwarded the video.

The scene changed, and Hen Nianzhen had changed her clothes.

Her surroundings were no longer a dark room with a large golden cage, but an extremely luxurious, tastefully and elegantly decorated spacious hall.

The clothing Hen Nianzhen wore revealed the tattoo on her shoulder, a very beautiful rose pattern, sadly entwined and trapped by golden chains, the dewdrops on the rose resembling its tears.

She faced the direction of the camera and performed a noble etiquette of Northern England, her tone carrying a hint of respect, "Sir, thank you for your care over the past year."

"Leaving this manor, you need not call me sir anymore."

The man’s light voice rang out, calm and commanding.

Hen Nianzhen touched the tattoo on her left shoulder, curved her lips into a smile, and her beautiful face showed a radiant smile.

The man said again, "You have shown me the tenacity of a fragile woman, and I wish that everything you are about to do will be fulfilled as you hope."

Hen Nianzhen’s face showed a relaxed expression, and she sincerely said, "Thank you for your blessings."

The camera moved from Hen Nianzhen and focused on the Roman columns in the hall.

The man’s soft sigh rang out, "If you need help, feel free to contact me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the video abruptly ended, leaving the screen pitch black.

More than ten videos were viewed, and from beginning to end, Hen Nianzhen and the man not seen on camera never had overly intimate behavior.

Apart from a particular special preference, they seldom even touched each other.

Ke Zhibin stood motionless for a long time, his eyes staring blankly at the computer screen, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ke Yiming clicked the mouse to exit the video and started looking through the comments below the post.

Ke Zhibin suddenly asked out loud, "Yiming, can these videos be deleted?"

Ke Yiming thought carefully and shook his head, "There are only two ways to delete the videos: contact the owner who uploaded them, or get in touch with the administrator of the Black Mandala Network."

Hen Nianzhen had been bought by a noble from Northern England, perhaps owing him a small amount of gratitude, yet she had not revealed his identity.

More than a decade had passed, and trying to find that person was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It was possible to deal with the administrators of the Black Mandala Network, just a matter of spending money to buy those videos.

However, once you deal with them, the chance of getting out unscathed is extremely slim.

Both methods were quite unrealistic.

Ke Zhibin pinched the bridge of his nose and fell silent, joining his son in looking at the comments below the post.

Indeed, in the domestic forum of the Black Mandala Network, at the bottom right corner of every post, there was only a peony flower pattern.

Most of the comments in the post came from more than a decade ago, with the most recent ones being from six or seven years previous.

One of the comments had a high number of likes, reaching tens of thousands.

[The skin and soul have reached the ultimate in aesthetics, unpolluted by worldly desires, truly excellent.]

This comment was posted on the same day the video was released.

Below, there was another comment by a user named ’Explorer uil’ – [Such a natural treasure left untouched, what a waste, it’s such a pity!]

There were some crude and offensive comments as well, but more of them praised Hen Nianzhen.

As he scrolled through the comments, Ke Yiming’s delicate psyche was not slightly disturbed, so he directly exited the forum.

Ke Zhibin’s expression wasn’t much better to look at either, as father and son fell into silence, an oppressive aura enveloping them.

Qin Ruan observed the distinct expressions on the faces of the pair, aware that they were troubled by Hen Nianzhen’s video on the forum. She took the initiative, "If you trust me, leave the matter of deleting the video to me."

No sooner had her words fallen than a faint noise rippled through the air.

Sensing imminent danger, Qin Ruan swiftly sidestepped, hauling Gu Mingyan in her hand.

As Nether Power swirled around her, Qin Ruan’s pupils contracted sharply. With her own eyes, she saw something rushing toward her from the left.

It was a gleaming bullet, moving slowly through the air, aimed directly at her left shoulder.

Qin Ruan’s face was as if on thin ice, her eyes cold to the bone, as she reached out into the void to grasp something.

The hot bullet, encircled by her smooth fingertips faint with Nether Power, was effortlessly pinched in her hand.

While Qin Ruan was unguarded and discussing with the Ke Family father and son, someone lying in ambush outside attempted to assassinate her with a sneak attack.

If not for her acute perception alerting her that something was amiss, she would have feared not dodging that strike.

The bullet had come from outside the window. Turning towards the window, which she didn’t know when had been opened, Qin Ruan’s gloomy gaze locked onto a man in uniform, lying prone on the opposite balcony.

With the ambush foiled, Falcon, as if receiving a signal to engage, disregarded Gu Mingyan still in Qin Ruan’s hand and led his subordinates to swarm forward.

Qin Ruan forcefully flung Gu Mingyan aside and entangled with Falcon’s men in combat.

Her speed was fast, yet facing dozens of people alone, she couldn’t quite manage without effort and had to employ Nether Power for self-protection.

Meanwhile, a sniper hiding in the neighboring residence once more took aim at Qin Ruan.

Kicking away an elite squad member who had lunged at her, Qin Ruan whirled dramatically, once again showcasing the unique skill of catching bullets barehanded.

Falcon seized the opportunity to launch an attack on Qin Ruan, and a vehement struggle between the two ensued.

"Damn!"

Gu Mingyan, standing to the side witnessing the scene, cursed out loud.

As soon as he spoke, his face froze in astonishment.

Gu Mingyan slowly lifted his arm, realizing only then that he was no longer controlled by an invisible force; he could move his body and speak again.

He jerked his head up and, without hesitation, bellowed at Falcon, who was fighting with Qin Ruan, "Stop, Falcon! She’s one of the Huo Family. If you seriously hurt her, neither you nor I will get away with it!"

Indeed, they were acting out of duty, following orders.

But Qin Ruan’s background was too significant, and in the pursuit of their formal duties, they had to consider Madam Huo’s powerful patronage.

Because of Gu Mingyan’s roar, Falcon faltered for a moment, providing Qin Ruan with just enough time to swiftly restrain him with a grappling hold.

Employing an intricate technique, she twisted Falcon’s arms behind his back and kicked fiercely at the hollow of his knee.

"Bang!"

Falcon went down on one knee, no longer able to resist.

Seeing this, his subordinates all aimed their guns at Qin Ruan.

Both parties fell into a tense standoff, on the brink of a fight to the death.

Falcon, subdued in a humiliating posture, still held his head high.

He turned to look at Qin Ruan, his gaze sharp as a sword, his aura filled with murderous intent.

"Madam Huo, with the evidence of your collusion with foreign forces right in front of us, do you still intend to resist? Even if I die here today, my teammates will hand you over to the authorities!"

Qin Ruan’s eyes were cold and stern, "If I had actually done what you’re accusing me of, investigate all you want. But I haven’t, and you attack without even giving me a chance to defend myself. Are you sure this isn’t an attempt to silence me?"