[ CHRONOLOGY OF A HUNDRED HERBS ]
CHAPTER 19: Red Nails II
last edited on ZLT: 31.08.2023
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Yan Sheng had learnt about the murder case at Eighteenth Pavilion a few days ago — a woman was killed there. Based on her understanding of Yan Sheng, he was not someone to turn a blind eye to this. Even though there wasn’t much wind about this floating around, but Yan Sheng was probably waiting to show his ace. He could literally turn up any time now and catch the entire alley-wide residents off guard.
According to the memories that Hua Rong Yue bore, Eighteenth Pavilion had always been “flourishing”. She had no idea if this situation had occured during Yi Ling Long’s time. All she knew was that Painter Wu was still around just before Yi Ling Long died. But what if her little butterly wings snowballed into a whirlwind of change? What if he were to come armed with an entire gang of DO6 officials and wipe out this entire alley?
“Ah?” The guy looked at her, amused, “so?”
“If the officials make it down here, I’m afraid none of the people here will be able to escape their hands. But if cases stopped occurring here, the attention placed on this area will also decrease.” Hua Rong Yue patiently explained.
“You seem to be very well-informed?” The man revealed a feroucious smile, “I wonder why someone who daren’t reveal his own face would be so bothered by this? Can’t you mind your own business?”
…Most of the individuals that roam the jianghu weren’t very educated, so their temperatment as well as their temperament and characters were to a certain extent rather worrying. Hua Rong Yue felt that it was simply a waste of time to broach on the topic of “sustainable development” with someone like him.
The safety of normal civilians aside, if she were to step into the shoes of the Maniacs here, this guy was blatantly wrecking havoc and creating trouble.
It’s people like these that makes the lives of other Maniacs even harder.
Hua Rong Yue wasn’t trying to side with these people. But she had Yi Ling Long’s memories after all, and those memories were also loaded with emotions, and she as a result was feeling crestfallen and glum about it.
Wasn’t Yi Ling Long like this tooo? She had been too prominent and notorious, and gained too much attention — that’s what really landed her in such a tragic ending.
If another person were to die here, this alley would probably undergo a complete purge.
But obviously the guy in front of her had no intentions of considering the big picture, all he wanted to do was indulge in his desires and head off like nothing had happened. Since all means of communications had failed, Hua Rong Yue was going to attempt at taking some actual actions.
She slowly walked further into the alley, a menacing aura emitting from every part of her being. Having stayed in Heaven’s Will Tower for half a year, this was what she had perfected — this move had also saved her a lot of time. Usually when people realise how omnimous she seemed, they would usually make a run for it first.
Yi Ling Long’s murderous aura was definitely not something to be joked around.
As Hua Rong Yue neared, the person started feeling that something was off. Hua Rong Yue’s shadow fell diagonally on the wall. The guy in the alley shouted at Hua Rong Yue, “what does me killing her have anything to do with you! Aren’t we the same kind?”
What he meant was that Hua Rong Yue was exactly like him — a Maniac. And they sometimes lose complete control of themselves.
—No, brother, we are completely different.
Hua Rong Yue thought mentally to herself.
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After observing his actions, her heart settled. That guy didn’t seem very strong or powerful.
Given her prior residence, Hua Rong Yue was almost familiar with all the technical knowledge of killing someone that an assassin would know. Just looking at the guy told her that he was inexperienced; just the way he stood told it all – there were countless vulnerable spots exposed.
Hua Rong Yue was not a childish person, she had never expected that she would be able to successfully convince him just with her words. It’s just that she must say she wasn’t wholly confident about her combat abilities. Honestly speaking – no matter how fake it’d sound – Hua Rong Yue barely had to fight after transmigrating over.
As for why that’s the case – that’s an explanation for another time. Regardless, no matter how skilled the person was in combat, even if he was a noob, Hua Rong Yue was unsure if she could win him.
But what exceeded Hua Rong Yue’s expectations was — while she didn’t have much experience, Yi Ling Long was very experienced. Especially since the latter was only defeated when faced against several hundreds of people — how scary of a person she must have been!
To her contrary, the Maniac made his move first. His bloodshot eyes wide open, he dashed towards Hua Rong Yue. He’d probably figured out that Hua Rong Yue was not actually one of their kind, or even if the latter was, Hua Rong Yue was an oddball. Hence, he discarded all logic and rationale, and submerged himself in his boiling bloodlust.
Hua Rong Yue did not have any suitable weapon at hand, so she could only engage in physical combat. This was among the reasons that had her feeling a little uneasy and uncertain. She had no intentions of killing this Maniac, all she wanted to do was to stop him from preying. But just as she was about to make her move, the scene before her eyes changed.
——there seemed to be someone charging at her too, their eyes similarly savage and bloodshot; the person closed in very quickly, almost leaping onto her.
Hua Rong Yue suddenly saw a pair of slender hands, with nails painted crimson red, stretching out from herself.
There seemed to be a deep, dark yet gentle voice muttering softly into her ears, “even without a weapon, there are many ways to kill a person.”
That person stretched out the hand with red nails, guiding Hua Rong Yue’s every action.
—Throat.
—Artery.
—Heart.
Hua Rong Yue’s anxiety suddenly disappeared. Together with this change, a completely different aura emerged from her being all of a sudden, it was something that left her demeanour completely different from the usual — it was chilly, and dark, almost malicious.
She was now a far throw away from the polite apprentice at Hundred Herbs Apothecary; she had now completely blended in with this eerie alley.
The world before her turned itself upside down. The scene before her eyes suddenly changed again. Hua Rong Yue returned to reality, realising only now that she had perhaps once again entered into a hallucination trance.
She looked down at the man before her, cold sweat immediately beading.
Almost unconscious, the man struggled futilely against her hold. Hua Rong Yue was this close to killing him.
So close.
…
Hua Rong Yue’s head was in a daze. She had no idea what had just happened earlier.
Her umbrella earlier thrown to the side, she was drenched from head to toe.
TRANSLATOR & EDITOR: WYNNE.
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