yet she relished it. Was she too greedy, too desperate for that which belonged to the living, for the blood and tears she had been denied for three long yearsSo...."You deserve this, Jian Tong," she...Even when scolding General Du, Shen Xiujin did not give up smashing the transparent container with the mop in his hand.

Sheng Xiujian was like a madman, frantically smashing the container.

A Maserati sports car, traveling at 120 kilometers per hour, sped past on the elevated road five thousand meters away from Emperor's Palace. The windows were left open, and the wind roared through them, making it difficult to hear the voices inside the car.

Vaguely, the driver in the front seat hesitated and said, "General Xiao, will nothing happen That container is very difficult to break, and you had me change the unlocking key. Will someone get hurt"

A light chuckle, lost to the wind, yet the following words were not missed:

"Am I responsible for a death Is it a crime to accidentally take the wrong key The one playing this twisted game is that beast in human clothing, Du Liguang. It's him we should be worried about."

The driver behind the wheel said nothing more, only his hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly.

"I won't die. If you really want to save me, smash it hard, and it will still be breakable. I was just scaring her."

The driver's heart turned cold: "Young Master, are you really serious This is not good for someone with a weak heart. You're going to scare them to death! You don't say it because you dislike that little waiter, do you"

Of course, the driver wouldn't dare say that.

In the East Emperor's Palace, Shen Xiujin frantically smashed against the container again and again. The woman's body was floating in front of him, swaying in a vat of water. He still remembered, before she closed her eyes, that last scream, calling out his name!

"Mr. Shen..."

The people below didn't dare speak much, everyone was putting in all their effort to smash, even Du and the three Japanese businessmen he brought along, upon seeing such a frenzied Shen Xiujin, immediately picked up any tool they could find and joined the ranks of smashing the transparent container.

Qin Mumumu had long been in a state of panic, collapsing onto the floor with trembling limbs. Her hands and feet were icy cold as she stared in terror at Jian Tong inside the rectangular container, unsure whether he was dead or alive.

If, before this, she didn't know about the coincidental appearance of Dong Huang's Mr. Shen, this mysterious man, and his relationship with Dong Huang, then in Mr. Du's and Mr. Shen's pleas for mercy, she also understood — Dong Huang belonged to Mr. Shen.

On one hand, she hoped that Jian Tong wouldn't get into trouble so she wouldn't be punished. On the other hand, a selfish part of her wished for the woman in the container to just die there and then. Otherwise, if she woke up, she might go and complain to Dong Huang's owner— Mr. Shen.

"Snap!"

Shen Xiujin, with a single stroke, cracked the container open. At the same time, the mop he held in his hand snapped in half.

In a panic, he suddenly flung the broken mop aside. Without hesitation, he raised his fist and pounded at the crack in the container, delivering three consecutive blows.

"Boss!" As the people below watched Shen Xiujin unleash three furious punches, their faces turned pale. They exclaimed in unison, "Your hand!"

Shen Yi was even more nervous to the extreme!

Remember, Shen Xiujin must not be harmed!

Boss is the helmsman of the Shen family, Boss carries on his shoulders the rise and fall of a whole family!

Shen Yi was a lifelong servant of the Shen family, he absolutely couldn't stand by and watch Shen Xiuqin get into trouble, "Boss, we can't go on! Your hand will be ruined!"

"Get back!" Shen Xiujin pushed Shen Yi away with a palm, without hesitation, smashing out the fourth punch!

“Boss!”

With Shen Yi's exclamation, "Boom!", the rectangular container that looked like a monster in front of them shattered into pieces!

Boom!

A louder sound echoed, and in an instant, the private room was like a breached dam, with water surging back. In the blink of an eye, the water inside the container burst through, smashing the crystal tea table in the room. Du and his group were caught completely off guard. The sudden surge of water knocked them down, tumbling helplessly before they managed to grab onto a corner of the sofa, stabilizing themselves amidst the chaos.

Jian Tong was so choked up, she let out several coughs of tears and snot. For a moment, she thought she might suffocate!

"Help...cough, cough..." She called out, her voice weak and pathetic amidst the chaos, but no one paid her any attention.

Water burst through the room's door and into the corridor.

Jian Tong's body was like willow branches swaying in the seagrass. The water pushed her wherever it wanted, and she went along. Up to her shins in water, a large hand stretched out and fished the woman, whose life or death was unknown, into its embrace.

Water rushed outwards, and the water inside the private room also visibly receded at a rapid pace, eventually only reaching ankle level.

Ever since he could remember, Shen Xiujin had never been as disheveled as he was at this moment. Even during the days when he learned of Xia Wei'ming's death, he remained a cold and solitary king. While filled with anger, he was still elegant and graceful, maintaining the aloofness of an emperor looking down upon all others.

But at this moment, Shen Xiujin was more like an ordinary person. Although he wore a custom-made suit worth hundreds of thousands, the suit was disheveled and damp.

Though the shoes on my feet cost tens of thousands, they are just like many waterlogged leather shoes on the street when it rains.

Though he was dressed to the nines, his black hair was a mess... At this moment, he had an air of dishevelment, yet it made him appear more relatable, like an ordinary person.

Shen stood there, stunned... He looked again at Boss holding Little Tong in his arms. He remained silent for a while, saying nothing — his Boss, his master, had become a commoner for the most loathsome woman.

Then, Miss Wei Ming… what else could she possibly be! That girl who smiles so sweetly...

Shen Xiujin put the person on the sofa and tested his breath... His face turned pale instantly!

The next moment, without hesitation, he turned his head and roared, "All of you turn around!" Upon seeing that the few people were still dazed and unresponsive, his brow furrowed, his whole body radiating an aura of menace: "I told you to turn around! Are you deaf" He then shouted at Shen Yi, "Damn it! Shen Yi, help them out!"

Suddenly, several people finally realized what was happening and quickly turned their heads with trepidation.

A rustling sound came from behind them, and several people dared not look back.

Shen Xiujin was clearly unwilling to let anyone see Jian Tong's body, even the slightest bit of skin exposed!

Shen Xiujin pulled open the clothes covering Jian Tong and gave her first aid.

He didn't know how tense his expression was at this moment, all he could think about was: Jian Tong! Breathe!

After an unknown amount of time…

"Cough, cough...cough cough cough..." A long string of coughs came from Jian Tong's mouth as she spat out water and coughed again. She opened her eyes, her eyes stinging with pain, blurry and hazy. She couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, and her lips moved slightly.

Shen Xiujin's eyes brimmed with unspeakable excitement. Seeing her lips move, he eagerly asked, "What did you say..."

Jian Tong's pale lips moved: "Mr. Du... money..."

Suddenly!

Time freezes, air stagnates!

The excitement in Shen Xiujin's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold iciness. "How much" he asked, his voice devoid of warmth.

"As promised, two million..." She only felt that the person in front of her was blurry, but very familiar. She didn't think about it further.

Shen Xiujin's eyes were frozen. His right hand hung by his side, dripping, dripping... blood down towards the ground: "Good, very good. Two million, I'll give it to you."oman back then just as humble and insignificant Didn't they also marvel at how the once proud, confident and flamboyant Jian Tong had lost her backbone in those three years, begging for mercy with suc...