Chapter Thirty-Four: All Depends on Me

Qin Feiyang raced forward, pushing Luo Yan’s pace to its absolute limit. Lin Baili had left ahead, but his grave injuries prevented him from running at full speed.

Thus, before Lin Baili could enter Iron Ox Town, Qin Feiyang caught up with him. Yin Chuan and Liu Yun flanked Lin Baili, currying favor as they followed.

Iron Ox Town drew ever closer—only three hundred meters remained. Lin Baili clutched the severed arm in his hand, his shoulder wound still bleeding.

Suddenly, Lin Baili sensed a chilling murderous intent approaching from behind. He frowned and turned, immediately spotting a blurred figure rushing toward them.

“Who is that?”
“Such murderous aura?”

Yin Chuan and Liu Yun exchanged startled glances, confusion clouding their eyes.

The blurred figure closed in swiftly, like Death itself approaching. Unease surged in the hearts of Lin Baili and his companions.

Within seconds, the distance shrank to barely twenty meters.

“It’s him!”
“Qin Feiyang!”
“Wasn’t he in Wolf Valley? How is he here?”

The three finally saw the newcomer’s face, their expressions twisting in disbelief.

“Lin Baili, prepare to die!”

With a fierce shout, Qin Feiyang charged forward like a demon in the night, stamping the ground with explosive force, leaping over ten meters at once.

At the same time, he drew Cangxue, its blade gleaming. Another step, and he lunged straight at Lin Baili.

It all happened in a flash—less than three heartbeats.

Lin Baili’s face drained of color. He dropped the severed arm, grabbed Yin Chuan, and pulled him forcefully in front as a human shield.

Then, abandoning even the arm, he fled toward Iron Ox Town.

A wet thud sounded.

Cangxue pierced Yin Chuan’s chest, blood spraying like a fountain.

“Aaah…”
Yin Chuan shrieked, struggling desperately. He never imagined Lin Baili would use him as a shield.

Liu Yun was stunned, even forgetting to run.

Qin Feiyang ignored him, yanked Cangxue free, shoved Yin Chuan aside, and chased after Lin Baili.

Yin Chuan collapsed, reaching helplessly toward Liu Yun, pleading, “Save me…”

Blood gushed endlessly from his chest.

Liu Yun jolted back to his senses, hurriedly produced a healing pill, and fed it to Yin Chuan.

“Lin Baili, weren’t you so arrogant? Why are you running now?”

A mocking laugh echoed.

Liu Yun turned and saw Qin Feiyang leap high, planting a foot hard on Lin Baili’s back.

Bang!

Lin Baili fell face-first, sprawling on the ground.

Qin Feiyang landed, swung Cangxue, and with a lightning slash, severed Lin Baili’s Achilles tendons.

“Aaah…”
“Don’t kill me…”
“Qin Feiyang, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have provoked you, shouldn’t have framed you…”
“I’m sorry, truly sorry…”
“Please, spare me…”

Lin Baili screamed, begging for mercy.

He had lost an arm, and now his tendons were cut—he couldn’t even crawl.

Qin Feiyang asked, “So you’re saying the poisoning of Lin Yiyi was orchestrated by you and the Lin family master?”

“Yes, yes…”
“We planned it all…”
“Yiyi’s break with you was forced by us…”

Lin Baili confessed, not daring to conceal a thing.

“She really was forced…”
Qin Feiyang was momentarily dazed, his heart aching. “Tell me, why did you force her?”

Lin Baili replied, “She liked you and refused to marry into the royal family, so we threatened her with your life. If she obeyed and married into the royal family at sixteen, we wouldn’t kill you.”

Qin Feiyang’s fists clenched so hard his knuckles popped. “Last time, when she gave me the universe pouch and was caught by her father—was that your plot too?”

“Yes.”
“We knew she hadn’t given up on you.”
“So we kept her under surveillance.”
“When we saw her stealing gold coins and pills at home, we knew she was giving them to you.”
“So we used it as leverage to threaten you.”

Lin Baili, facing death, spilled everything.

“So I misjudged her…”
Qin Feiyang murmured, his clenched hands digging nails into his palms, blood dripping.

“You really stop at nothing!”
“Yiyi is a pure, kind girl. Did you ever consider how much pain you caused her?”
“As her family, don’t you know that for her, this is more cruel than death?”

Qin Feiyang roared, his whole body radiating murderous rage.

Never before had he wanted to kill someone so badly—not even when he killed Ma Hongmei.

“I know I was wrong…”
“Please, forgive me…”
“I swear, I’ll never interfere between you and Yiyi again…”

Lin Baili pleaded, shivering in terror under Qin Feiyang’s wrath.

“There are no second chances.”
“What you’ve done cannot be forgiven.”
“Only death can redeem you!”

With those words, Qin Feiyang drove Cangxue mercilessly into the back of Lin Baili’s skull.

A shrill scream echoed; Lin Baili died instantly.

“Don’t kill me…”

Seeing Lin Baili’s corpse, Liu Yun turned pale, murmuring in terror, nearly paralyzed with fear.

Suddenly, Qin Feiyang, gripping Cangxue, sprinted toward Iron Ox Town.

Liu Yun collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, Zhao Shuang’er and the Zhao family master hurried over. Seeing Lin Baili lying in a pool of blood, their faces blanched.

He truly does what he says!

The Zhao family master asked, “Liu Yun, what happened just now?”

Liu Yun stammered in fear, “It was Qin Feiyang—he killed Lin Baili, nearly killed Yin Chuan. He’s a demon, terrifying! He stabbed Lin Baili in the back of the skull, so ruthless!”

Zhao Shuang’er asked, “Where did he go now?”

Liu Yun shook his head. “Into the town—I don’t know what he intends…”

“Grandfather, he’s too frightened to answer. Let’s go to the town ourselves.”

Zhao Shuang’er said.

The Zhao family master nodded.

The two hurried toward the town.

…

Lin Family.

Qin Feiyang, cloaked in murderous intent, arrived at the gate like a god of slaughter.

“Qin Feiyang, what are you doing here?”

The two servants looked as if they’d seen a ghost, faces pale with fear.

“Out of my way!”

Qin Feiyang barked, stepping onto the stairs toward the tightly shut doors.

“Qin Feiyang, let’s talk this out.”
“Yes, yes, you helped us get raises and we’re grateful, but don’t make things hard for us!”

They pleaded.

“If you don’t move, I’ll kill you!”

Qin Feiyang’s icy gaze swept over them.

They trembled, quickly stepping aside.

Qin Feiyang strode to the door, smashed it with a single punch, and headed straight for the rear courtyard.

Every Lin family servant he passed shrank back in terror.

In the deep night, the pavilion stood alone among flowers and grass, like an isolated tomb, radiating desolation.

“Yiyi, are you there?”

Qin Feiyang stood beneath the pavilion, looking up at a window lit by a faint candle, calling softly.

Inside, Lin Yiyi sat alone on her bed, hugging her knees, her thin figure curled up, her usual smile and vitality gone—only helplessness and melancholy remained.

“Brother Feiyang!”

Hearing his voice, she brightened, hurried to the window, and saw his familiar figure.

Qin Feiyang’s face softened, smiling. “Little girl, come down.”

Lin Yiyi stared at him in a daze for a moment, shook her head. “We swore never to see each other again. If I break that vow, I’ll be cursed. Please go.”

Qin Feiyang smiled, “Don’t worry, there won’t be any curse. Even if there is, I’ll bear it for you.”

Lin Yiyi’s body trembled, tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t move.

Qin Feiyang lost patience at last, leapt to the second-floor terrace, and entered by force.

“Come with me.”

He grabbed Lin Yiyi’s hand, ready to leave.

“Why?”

Lin Yiyi broke free, questioning him.

Qin Feiyang said, “Lin Baili told me everything. I’m truly sorry—I misjudged you.”

“How could he have told you?”

Lin Yiyi asked in confusion.

“I’ve already killed him.”

Qin Feiyang replied lightly.

“What?”

Lin Yiyi’s face went as pale as paper, body trembling as she scolded, “How could you be so foolish? Do you know how powerful the Lin family of Yan City is? With the royal family backing them—even with Yuanbo, you’re no match!”

Qin Feiyang scoffed, “The royal family is nothing—I, Qin Feiyang, don’t fear them.”

Lin Yiyi was stunned. In just a few days, he seemed to have changed.

Qin Feiyang smiled, “Don’t space out. Come with me. From now on, I’ll protect you, just as you once protected me.”

Lin Yiyi asked, “Do you like me?”

Qin Feiyang replied without hesitation, “Of course, I’ve always thought of you as a sister.”

“You know that’s not the kind of affection I want.”

Lin Yiyi shook her head, disappointment written all over her face.

Qin Feiyang fell silent.

Lin Yiyi sighed softly, shaking her head. “I won’t go with you. If I leave, the Lin family in Yan City won’t spare my father. I can’t be so selfish.”

“Lin family of Yan City!”

Qin Feiyang’s eyes flashed coldly.

This Lin family must be eliminated.

“Brother Feiyang, don’t worry about me, and don’t provoke the Lin family in Yan City. I’ve accepted my fate. For someone like me, with no status and no background, marrying into the royal family is a blessing.”

Lin Yiyi smiled, but it was clearly forced, full of helplessness.

Qin Feiyang took a deep breath, gently patted her head, and smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything.”

With that, he turned and left the room, leaped from the terrace, and strode away.

Lin Yiyi stood at the window, watching silently as tears poured down.

Suddenly, Qin Feiyang stopped, looked back at her, and asked, “Do you believe I would ever poison you?”

Lin Yiyi shook her head.

“That’s enough.”

Qin Feiyang murmured, then departed without looking back.