Finest Servant

Chapter 298

Chapter 298

Chapter 298 Pricked by the Needle

At this moment, they were standing several yards apart, with Lin Wanrong observing every change in the fairy sister's demeanor. The fairy sister's delicate body was slightly trembling. Even though he couldn't see her face clearly, he could imagine just how pale her cheeks must be.

Observing the trembling bosom of the fairy sister, a sense of delight he couldn't express surged in Lin Wanrong's heart. His smile grew increasingly lascivious, and he strolled leisurely towards her, laughing, "Sister, how does that needle feel? You wanted to give me a shot, but it seems I beat you to it?"

"Despicable!" After a long silence, the fairy sister shook her head slightly, a trace of contempt flashing in her eyes, "The methods you resort to are truly devious. Separating you from Qingxuan was indeed the right thing to do."

Regret swelled within her. If she had just used the flying needle on his carotid artery earlier, even though it might have threatened his life, it would have been much better than falling into his hands. The needle technique she used could erase a person's memories, but it had to accurately hit certain points at the back of the head. If it hit elsewhere, it wouldn't work at all, and this was why she had been so cautious.

‘Damn it, just because you're a fairy doesn't mean I'm scared of you, I, Brother San, specialize in dealing with fairies.’ Lin Wanrong burst into laughter, clapping his hands slowly as he walked a few steps, his face lit with a taunting smile, "Despicable? So, sister knows this word too? I thought it was exclusively used to describe me. It seems we do have some common language after all."

The woman shook her head, "I honestly tried to persuade you, even wanted you to forget Qingxuan, but I never meant to harm you. However, you deliberately used that firearm to trick me, and used a poisonous needle to hurt me, neither of which can be considered honorable."

"What a nice phrase, 'honorable'!" Lin Wanrong laughed uproariously, "It's just great. fairy sister, you invited me here under the guise of honor, threatened me with martial arts under the guise of honor, pricked me with a needle under the guise of honor, and even tried to separate a husband and wife under the guise of honor. Every single thing you did is supposedly related to honor and nobility - truly damn noble. But me? I've only had a few days of martial arts training, I'm like an ant in front of you. You stab me with a needle, and I have to endure it; you try to kill me with a sword, and I have to watch. Any resistance from me, be it firearms or hidden weapons, is deemed despicable in your eyes. 'Despicable', what a great word, I freaking love it—"

With a twinkle in his eye, he sauntered towards her, his face bearing an inscrutable smirk. The woman, upon hearing his sarcastic speech, sighed slightly, "If it were any ordinary woman, I wouldn't intervene. But since it involves Qingxuan, I have no other choice. Your grudges against me are futile. It's just the heavens playing tricks on you. Compared to the lives of all under heaven, sacrificing you means nothing."

Damn, she made it sound better than it was, claiming it was for the sake of all under heaven. But in reality, it was just for the sake of their face, to earn the admiration and reverence of the masses. Even at the expense of someone else's happiness, they insist on maintaining their cool facade. He waved his hand dismissively, "Fairy sister, I have a word for you: don't pretend to be superior (a b****), or you'll be struck by lightning!"

Although the fairy didn't fully comprehend the term, the expression on her face revealed a partial understanding. Fortunately, she possessed extraordinary self-control, remaining silent, her silver teeth clenched tight. Slowly, she focused her energy, but a severe pain, unlike any she'd experienced before, radiated from her fingers, making her feel as if she had lost all her strength. With a subtle shake of her head, her light veil slightly lifted from her face. In a quiet voice, she asked, "Today, I have indeed underestimated you. What poison have you used on this needle? It's incredibly potent."

Lin Wanrong stared at her without shifting his gaze. Although he couldn't see her face behind the light veil, he had absolute faith in her, knowing she had been poisoned severely. With a sinister chuckle, a lascivious smirk crossed his face, "No, no, it's not that toxic. Just something I normally use to kill flies and rodents at home. What's its scientific name again? Ah, right, it's called 'Strange Love Scatter'. I still don't understand the meaning of this name. Fairy, you're so knowledgeable and well-learned, can you enlighten me? The name sounds rather imaginative."

The woman looked at her fingertip which was rapidly swelling and turning black. As her slender hand slowly transformed to the same dark color, she bit down on her silver teeth and retorted, "Strange Love Scatter, don't try to fool me. This is clearly a concoction of potent toxins, possibly a blend of several poisons. You could not have created this, someone must have given you this secret weapon."

This fairy was indeed perceptive. However, what could she do even if she knew the truth? Could she detoxify herself? When Xian’er had given him the bee needle, she had mentioned that the poison was concocted by her, deadly upon contact. If he did not offer an antidote, she would die from the toxin within a few hours. Damn, she was a relative of Qingxuan. If he killed her, how could he explain it to Qingxuan? But if he let her go, it would sit even worse with him.

Torn inside, he did not let his dilemma show on his face. He quickly loaded his musket, aimed at her and laughed, "Sister, since you've figured it out, I won't hide it anymore. This poison is potent and instantly lethal. Some time ago, I used it to kill quite a few rats-- don't glare at me, your behavior isn't much better than a rat's. Alas, such a beauty like a fairy is about to die from this potent poison, it truly saddens me."

He slowly paced, carefully observing the woman's movements. Seeing a dark line slowly ascending her translucent jade-like arm, he knew the poison had taken effect. Yet he felt a surging uncertainty inside - should he save her? ‘Qingxuan, my dear wife, you've really presented me with a difficult decision.’

The fairy-like woman seemed calm on the surface, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her. Lin Wanrong approached cautiously, chuckling, "Sister, why are you silent? Weren't you quite imposing just now?" Suddenly, he reached out, swiftly pulling away the veil from her face. The woman turned as white as a sheet, unable to move. Her age was indistinguishable, with almond-shaped eyes and a high nose bridge, her skin fairer than snow. Her bright red lips parted slightly, her long lashes trembled continuously, her brows were as graceful as a snowy distant mountain, and her posture as delicate as a willow bending in the wind. Despite her anger, her full chest and rounded hips trembled slightly. She was extraordinarily beautiful, incredibly enchanting.

Was this the fairy sister he had encountered that day? Indeed, she was an unparalleled beauty! As he gazed upon her enchanting face and voluptuous body, Lin Wanrong was also struck dumb. Damn it, she was incredibly beautiful, she could even rival his Qingxuan.

"What...what are you going to do?" The fairy sister blushed with embarrassment and anger, her silver needle quivering in her hand as she sharply questioned him. Her beauty was exceptional, her manner ethereal; even in her admonishment, she held a unique air of nobility.

"Sister, you're incredibly beautiful," Lin Wanrong chuckled. "I'm just going to touch you a little. You don't mind, do you? Even if you do, I'll pretend I didn't notice."

Opportunities to touch celestial beauties were rare, and true to his words, while still holding her veil in one hand, he reached out with the other to touch her soft and smooth cheek. A sensation of silky smoothness, like touching milk, sent tingles through his fingertips. Even a light touch was incredibly gratifying, as if he had fallen into a pile of milk. If he could kiss her, that would be even more delightful.

For many years, the fairy sister had commanded respect wherever she went. No one dared to look at her disrespectfully, let alone touch her. But today, not only had he torn off her veil, but he had also touched her cheek. Overcome with grief and anger, she spat out a mouthful of blood and rebuked, "You lascivious brute, dare to violate me! I'll curse you to never die in peace!"

‘Darn, even bleeding doesn't scare her. She's tough!’ Lin Wanrong saw her condition, with the fairy sister able to speak but not move, he knew that the powerful poison had indeed worked. This eased his mind considerably. He laughed, "Don't curse. Don't curse, sister. You've misunderstood me, I'm not a lecher. Those were top-notch massage techniques, something I don't use lightly. Just from your reaction, it's clear they worked - so well that you even thought I was a lecher."

Seeing Lin Wanrong’s calm demeanor and no more molesting, the fairy sister was about to speak when he interrupted her with a stern face, "Madam, the joke has gone far enough. Don't take my next words lightly."

When he looked at her again, there was no hint of lasciviousness in his eyes, his voice resonating, "Qingxuan and I are a couple committed to each other in life and death. No matter what means you employ, you cannot separate us. Although you are Qingxuan's relative, if you hinder our reunion, you become my enemy. And I, Lin Wanrong, have only one method with my enemies, even if you're a fairy sister, I won’t spare a glance."

He took a few steps back, aiming his firearm at her, a mysterious smile playing on his face, "Fairy sister, don't think I won't kill. I'll count to three, and you will tell me where Qingxuan is. Of course, you can choose to end your life, which is a badass move, but I also have a badass countermove. Imagine the spectacle of such a beautiful woman hanging at the city gates, it would surely cause a stir. I really look forward to it."

The fairy sister gritted her teeth but remained silent.

"Three-"

No response.

"Two-"

There was still no response. ‘Damn it, do you really think I wouldn't pull the trigger?’ He scoffed coldly, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face as his finger curled around the trigger.

"Lin San, Lin San, where are you?" A sharp cry sliced through the night, ringing in Lin Wanrong's ears. A woman was racing towards him from a distance.

"Miss!" Lin Wanrong was startled. Why had she come? Then it hit him: he had fired two shots here. If she had truly been following him, the loud bangs would definitely have drawn her here.

"Lin San—" Xiao Yuruo had already seen him. Her eyes blurred with tears as she raced towards him. The forest was full of sloping terrain, high and low. The Eldest Miss was running so fast that she stumbled and fell.

"Miss—" Lin Wanrong cried out in shock. His eyes darted back to the woman, seeing her icy expression, as though she had seen nothing.

He felt somewhat relieved. The Eldest Miss had already stubbornly picked herself up. She jogged a few steps, intending to rush to his side, when suddenly she saw the situation behind him. "Watch out—" she cried in terror.

Bearing humiliation and hardship, the woman mustered the last of her strength. Seizing the moment when Lin Wanrong was distracted, she flicked her wrist, and a silver needle flew towards him like an arrow from a bow.

Tears welled up in Xiao Yuruo's eyes, soft as water, as she fiercely threw herself in front of him, shielding him with her body. A misty veil of tears rose in her eyes, and she whispered, "Lin San, remember to think of me. Otherwise, I will hate you for the rest of my life."

As the Eldest Miss was crying out, Lin Wanrong realized something was wrong. What should have been a sure win had been ruined by the unexpected interruption of the Eldest Miss. ‘Damn it,’ he thought, ‘I am really unlucky.’ Seeing Yuruo risking her life to protect him, he was suddenly reminded of the moment in the Xiao Mansion in Jinling when Yushuang had thrown herself in front of him to block Lu Zhongping's sword. He felt a sudden pang in his heart. He swiftly turned around, pulling the Eldest Miss into his arms. Both of them leaped up simultaneously. Without looking back or turning his head, he fired his gun behind him with a loud bang.

With a thunderous crash, the large tree behind the fairy-like woman collapsed, and the Eldest Miss fell to the ground with Lin Wanrong on top of her. The pair crashed onto the ground together.

Lin Wanrong grimaced, sweat rolling down his forehead, a sharp pain surged in his buttock, the silver needle had pierced halfway in.

Qingxuan's image continuously flashed before his eyes. ‘It's over, it's over, he thought, I've been needled, and it hit my buttock. Qingxuan, am I really going to forget you? Damn it, who knew a needle could cause amnesia? God is truly unfair.’

"Lin San, Lin San, how are you?" Seeing Lin Wanrong's pitiful state, the Eldest Miss turned deathly pale. Ignoring her own pain, she cradled him in her arms and anxiously asked.

Lin Wanrong's face was pale, his mind dazed. Recalling the ordeal of forgetfulness, he was not sure whether it was the pain or the fear, but a sudden chill enveloped him. He gave Xiao Yuruo a desolate look and said, "Miss, hold me a bit tighter. I fear I might forget you."

Tears streamed down the Eldest Miss's face as she said, "What are you talking about? I know you will never forget me."

Lin Wanrong sighed, "It's too late. I was pricked by that woman's needle. Not only you, but also Qingxuan, Yushuang, Ning'er, Qiaoqiao, Xian'er, Sister An, and Madam Xiao. I'm afraid I won't be able to recall these names anymore."

The more he spoke, the more he felt something was amiss, a look of horror crossed his face. ‘Damn it,’ he thought, ‘theoretically, after getting pricked by that needle, I should forget these people. But why can I remember their names so clearly, I even remembered Madam Xiao. This is not forgetting, this is remembering even more clearly.’

With that thought, the pain in his buttock seemed to dissipate. He clumsily got up from the Eldest Miss's arms and looked towards the place where the fairy-like woman had been standing. All he saw was the broken tree and scattered branches. There was nothing else there, not even a ghostly figure to be found.

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