Chương 69: _【+】(69)

_【+】(69)

A figure flickered, and a white silhouette suddenly flashed in the corner of Ly Tâm's eye, immediately disappearing into the woods. Ly Tâm frowned, looking at the spot where the white figure had vanished. What was that about?

She quickly stopped and turned to look in the direction the white figure had disappeared. Ly Tâm frowned, but decided to ignore it. She wasn't a curious person, and besides, she was hungry now. Whether it was a ghost or a prank, she had no interest in dealing with it right now. She raised an eyebrow, turned around, and continued on her way.

A white shadow. The white figure flashed before her eyes again. Ly Tâm rolled her eyes. What on earth did this person want? In the Tề family residence, she didn't believe anyone would dare to make a move on her while Tề Mặc was around. This person was clearly looking for trouble.

Looking up, she saw the white figure standing faintly visible at the foot of a distant tree. This time, it didn't leave. Ly Tâm fell silent. Seeing that this was clearly a summons for her to follow, and that if she didn't, he would continue to harass her, she rubbed her brow and let out a long sigh. Fine, I'll follow. Let's see what tricks they have up their sleeve, just to get them off my back.

Seeing Ly Tâm follow, the white figure flickered and disappeared. Ly Tâm frowned. They were really getting into it, playing games with her. She snorted coldly and quickened her pace, chasing after the white figure.

The white figure didn't seem to intend to play with Ly Tâm, maintaining a certain distance, not too close, not too far, letting her follow. After a few turns and movements, they had already gone in another direction, leading Ly Tâm to a villa not far from Tề Mặc's.

Darkness. All Ly Tâm felt was darkness. Although Tề Mặc seemed to like black, the Tề family residence was brightly lit at night. This villa, darker than the night sky, was truly an anomaly in the Tề family. The only reason could be that its owner was not present.

Standing on the steps of the villa, Ly Tâm said indifferently, "I'm in no mood to play hide-and-seek with you. If you have something to say, say it. If you're going to play ghost, don't blame me for not cooperating. If you don't speak up, I'm leaving." As she spoke, she turned as if to leave.

She wasn't a curious person, and she certainly had no spirit for adventure or digging up other people's secrets. She couldn't be bothered. The fact that she had followed him here was already giving him enough face. To pull this stunt on her now? Fine, she wouldn't play along. She was hungry and needed to eat.

In the Tề family, she didn't believe anyone would dare to openly oppose Tề Mặc. Similarly, she didn't believe anyone would dare to openly oppose her, who, although a bit lacking, was personally announced by Tề Mặc as the sixth seat. As for any top-secret secrets or being led to some strange place, sorry, her mind had been so tormented by Tề Mặc that she had no energy for other things. Anyone who thought she was someone to be trifled with was mistaken. She was a very lazy person. If it didn't concern her own life, she couldn't be bothered to think about anything else.

Ly Tâm's words had just fallen, and before she could turn around, a sudden gust of wind rushed towards her from behind. Ly Tâm frowned and dodged to the side. Although she didn't know martial arts, all those years of being Tùy Tâm's sparring partner hadn't been for nothing. Her fighting skills were poor, but her dodging was first-rate. As Tùy Tâm had said, she had no hope of hitting others, so she should at least be able to avoid being hit by others. Therefore, her ability to discern position by sound was quite good.

Before she could even turn around after dodging, a sharp blade was already pressed against her neck. Ly Tâm froze, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly in the darkness.

"Is this all you've got?" A cold voice, filled with absolute dissatisfaction and questioning.

Hearing this, Ly Tâm raised an eyebrow. A woman. It was a woman behind her. At the same time, she replied coldly, "Yes." Not a single extra word.

"So pathetic." A low, cold voice, but it didn't escape Ly Tâm's ears. Ly Tâm raised her eyebrows. What was this about? Disdaining her poor skills? Tề Mặc hadn't even complained, what was this person complaining about?

"With skills like yours, you're fit to be by Tề Mặc's side?" The icy tone was full of severity.

Hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Ly Tâm's eyes. This woman actually called him by his name, Tề Mặc. This was absolutely forbidden in the Tề family. Tề Mặc was the absolute authority here. To dare to call him by his name was quite bold.

But because of this, Ly Tâm, who had been in a leisurely mood, became slightly more serious. Although it was just a form of address, the woman behind her was either an enemy of Tề Mặc's or an outsider. Although neither was very likely, the facts were right in front of her.

"Whether I'm fit or not is between Tề Mặc and me. What's it to you?" The same icy words. Ly Tâm was neither angry nor amused. Her calm tone was merely stating a fact.

"Insolent! What right do you have to call Tề Mặc by his name?" Anger, absolute anger and coldness. The blade against her neck glinted coldly, even colder in the night.

Hearing this, a faint smile slowly spread across Ly Tâm's lips. It sounded like the pot calling the kettle black. The thick anger and dissatisfaction made Ly Tâm's smile tinged with a bit of wryness. Was she for real? Tề Mặc actually had an admirer? Was this woman blind, or was her nerve and body made of steel? To actually fall for Tề Mặc. Her words had a hint of jealousy. Ly Tâm really wanted to turn around and see what this woman looked like. A strong woman. She had to admire her.

"Then what right do you have to call Tề Mặc by his name?" For such a pointless question, Ly Tâm's reply came effortlessly, without a moment's hesitation. As she answered, she tapped the sharp blade against her neck. "I can't beat you, and there's no one else here. Are you afraid I'll run away?" She hadn't been interested at first, but now she was. Tề Mặc's admirer. She was very curious to see her.

The woman behind her seemed completely unmoved, still holding the blade against Ly Tâm's neck without a hint of hesitation. She said coldly, "Useless."

Ly Tâm's expression immediately darkened. In all these years, no one had ever called her useless. Although she admitted she hadn't done anything good, compared to the people living in the Tề family's main residence, she was definitely one of the best. Whether she was useless or not was not for others to judge.

Her face darkened. "Why did you lure me here? I'm in a bad mood right now. You'd better show me some respect." Her mood had soured. Even if she was Tề Mặc's admirer, she had no interest in getting to know her now.

Hearing Ly Tâm's words, the woman's cold voice didn't change at all. "Useless is useless. With skills as pathetic as yours, are you not useless? What use is there for you by Tề Mặc's side?"

Ly Tâm's eyes turned cold, and she said in a low voice, "Pathetic skills don't mean I can't deal with you."

"With just you? You..." The woman behind her sneered, but before she could finish her taunt, her voice suddenly caught in her throat. A silence fell around them, with only the sound of their slow breathing.

Dao Qing, Chapter 78: The Bloody Beginning

Chapter words: 6036 Update time: 08-11-26 19:53

After a long moment, the woman said coldly, "Not bad. At least you have some skills." As she spoke, she withdrew the sharp blade from Ly Tâm's neck.

Ly Tâm smiled coldly and slowly turned around. Her fighting skills were poor, but don't forget, she still had a gun on her arm. Without restraining her hands, what was the point of holding a knife to her neck? Let's see which is faster, the knife or the gun. Let's see if the other person could cut her throat before she put a bullet in their heart.

Under the moonlight, a woman in white stood before Ly Tâm with a cold expression. Seeing her, Ly Tâm frowned inwardly. Although the woman before her was well-preserved, no matter how you looked at it, she was definitely a woman in her forties or fifties. This woman admired Tề Mặc? Was she for real?

The woman saw Ly Tâm's slight frown, but her expression remained unchanged as she said coldly, "At least you have some ability to protect yourself."

Ly Tâm immediately raised an eyebrow. "And what if I didn't?" The moment she saw the woman's age, Ly Tâm immediately dismissed her earlier thought. This woman was definitely of Tề Mặc's parents' generation. No wonder. For someone to dare to admire Tề Mặc, they must have balls of diamond.

"I would have killed you. Tề Mặc's side absolutely does not allow anyone who will drag him down." The woman said without a hint of hesitation, looking at Ly Tâm coldly.

Ly Tâm was used to the expressions of Tề Mặc and Hắc Ưng. Such coldness was nothing. She smiled faintly. "Then why didn't you do it just now?" To kill her, she could have done it the moment she held the knife to her neck. That would have been a better test of her skills and whether she could protect herself.

The woman saw Ly Tâm holding a gun to her chest, a faint smile on her lips, her expression nonchalant yet intelligent. The coldness in her expression slowly receded. She looked at Ly Tâm indifferently. "You'd better train your skills well. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite next time." With that, she turned and entered the villa, completely ignoring the gun Ly Tâm was pointing at her.

Ly Tâm was dumbfounded. What was that about? Was that it? She frowned at the empty steps. She was lured here just to be tested on whether she could protect herself, whether her skills were pathetic or not. What on earth did this woman want?

It wasn't that she didn't want to think of it as a family matter, but in the Tề family, in a city of an arms dynasty, there probably wasn't much family affection. The woman's words, "absolutely not allow anyone who will drag Tề Mặc down," clearly showed she was on Tề Mặc's side. Her concern for Tề Mặc—she wasn't a fool, she could understand that.

And as far as she knew, Tề Mặc had no relatives. There were many legends about mafia families, and there was a lot of gossip and information. But unlike other families who were secretive and mysterious, Tề Mặc didn't mind how many versions of his life story were circulating.

Tề Mặc's parents were both dead. Tề Mặc had climbed to the highest position in the Tề family all by himself, becoming the head of the Tề family with his swift, decisive, cold, and ruthless methods. This was no secret in the underworld, which only added to Tề Mặc's bloodthirsty image. So this woman couldn't be Tề Mặc's relative. And in a large family like this, it was believed that no one had any family affection. This was truly strange.

Frowning slightly, Ly Tâm put away her handgun. The murderous intent that had flashed in the woman's eyes just now—she had really wanted to kill her. Just because her skills were poor, she wanted to kill her, even at the risk of going against Tề Mặc. What a strange woman, what a strange way of expressing concern.

But she didn't have the energy to care about this problem right now. A century-old family, with complicated relationships that gave one a headache. Who knew if it was genuine or fake? Who cared?

Ly Tâm looked up at the sky. It was completely dark. She immediately walked back with a sullen face. Because of this inexplicable woman, she had been delayed from her meal. She was so hungry. If she had known it was all going to be pointless talk, she wouldn't have come. You care about Tề Mặc, fine, but don't drag me into it. I'm not in the mood to deal with these things.

She hurried back to where Tề Mặc lived. The dishes were already set on the dining table. Tề Mặc was sitting to the side, talking to Lập Hộ about something. When he saw Ly Tâm return, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "Clear it." The chefs, who had been standing somewhere, immediately came out and walked towards the dishes on the table.

Seeing this, Ly Tâm lunged forward, slammed her hands on the table, and turned to Tề Mặc. "Boss, I haven't eaten yet."

"Fifty-six minutes." Tề Mặc said coldly without looking up.

Ly Tâm immediately said indignantly, "It's not my fault. A woman lured me to another place and said a bunch of things about caring for you, which delayed me. Otherwise, I would have been back long ago. Boss, I'm so hungry. Can we make this the last time?"

It only took less than twenty minutes to get back from the basement. Tề Mặc had a strong sense of time. If she couldn't give a proper answer, she really wouldn't be eating today. Ly Tâm understood Tề Mặc quite well now, so when Tề Mặc just stated the time, she immediately told him everything without hiding anything, while looking at him pitifully. This was not an act; it was genuine.

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