In the next second, she found herself pushed into Yunan's arms. She could not understand how Muchen could suddenly muster such strength.
The two men exchanged glances. No one bothered to ask Ziyue what she thought.
Then, Muchen stood up and ran in the direction Yuchuan escaped.
Yuchuan had run off amid the commotion.
Although Muchen was focused on protecting Ziyue, he still closely observed where Yuchuan went.
Yuchuan committed too many evil deeds, but it did not change the fact that he was Muchen's grandfather. Now that Yuchuan was forced to the brink, Muchen knew it would be too dangerous for anyone to pursue him.
Therefore, Muchen had to do it himself.
Ziyue struggled to free herself to follow Muchen, but Yuchuan restrained her firmly. She could do nothing but watch Muchen heading to his doom.
Yuchuan is desperate. Who knows what he will do!
"Muchen and I discussed the matter and believed this was the best plan. Although he has evidence, it was not enough, so we had to act to force Yuchuan to admit he was Lagos. Only then will we have sufficient reason to arrest him!"
Yunan sounded urgent and briefly explained everything.
Ziyue guessed the rest without needing him to explain.
She knew Muchen and Yunan also collaborated to expose the news about Muchen and her divorce. They deliberately misled her to think Yunan was behind it, prompting her to leave the house. That would give Muchen a chance to meet with Youchuan.
She figured out everything and understood why they did it. Furthermore, she was thankful they did not keep her out of it and even brought her here.
However, how could she bear to see Muchen facing danger alone?
She shook her head at Yunan, but he ignored her.
He secured an arm around Ziyue as he retreated and held a gun in his other hand. He seemed to have some difficulty.
Ziyue looked down at his pocket stuffed with car keys.
She knew the car keys were there because she had seen him put them in. While Yunan was distracted, she grabbed the key, kicked him hard, and ran away.
Ziyue had kicked so hard that Yunan gritted his teeth in pain. "Ziyue!"
He glared at her furiously. Why is there such a reckless woman?
She moved some distance from him before turning around and looking at Yunan. Her eyes flashed with determination.
Although she did not say anything, Yunan understood her resolve.
She was fearless and did not care how risky it was.
Yunan felt a flutter of emotions in that instant, only to come to his senses and remind himself that she belonged to another man.
Although he had always liked Ziyue, it was merely because she was prettier than an average woman. Moreover, she was more honest and straightforward than ordinary women.
Of all the time he had known her, she had never looked as dazzling as she did when she walked off.
She exited the house and saw many people in the yard. Half were Yuchuan's people, while the other half were brought here by Yunan. There was also a small group of people that Muchen had assigned in advance.
They were about to head into the house when they saw Ziyue. Muchen's people came over to escort her.
Ziyue left the house safely and entered the car.
There was only one road in this rural area. It led to the city at one end, while the other end connected to denser forests and mountains.
If Yuchuan were to escape, he would surely choose to run into the dense forest.
Yunan's car was a jeep suited for driving in such remote places.
Ziyue had only traveled briefly when she noticed a fresh corpse by the road.
The person lay on the grass by the road. His blood flowed into the snow and stained it red. One could still see steam coming off him.
Ziyue resisted the urge to vomit and proceeded forward anxiously.
By now, she was no longer afraid of corpses. Instead, she feared the next corpse she encountered could be Muchen's.
The jeep did not travel far before she found Muchen and Yuchuan.
They stood on a large field by the road, surrounded by their fallen subordinates.
Ziyue opened the car door and left in time to see Yuchuan kick Muchen to the ground. He took Muchen's gun and tossed it away before saying gleefully, "You learned all your combat skills from the people I hired to teach you. Have you forgotten?"
Yuchuan looked like a cold-blooded demon to Ziyue. He would stop at nothing to fulfill his greed.
Worst, Yuchuan now pointed a gun at Muchen.
Blood pooled beneath Muchen's body.
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