After reaching an agreement with Hua Zei, Jing Yun Zhao, who didn’t want to stay in such a crowded and noisy place, left the bar through the backdoor.

  However, the outside of the bar wasn’t dark anymore, instead it was covered by the sunlight emanating from the early morning sun.

  Although Jing Yun Zhao wasn’t able to sleep for the whole night, the same could be said for Jiang Wen Sheng who was unable to sleep as he kept thinking about the incident. He himself knew how vicious and capable Black Panther was, and was afraid that he wouldn’t know restraint and accidentally kill Jing Yun Zhao, yet at the same time, he was worried that Black Panther wouldn’t lay a hand on Jing Yun Zhao due to her beautiful appearance.

  What if Jing Yun Zhao seduced Black Panther using her appearance and convinced Black Panther to oppose me? I would be doomed!

  But upon careful consideration, Jiang Wen Sheng felt that this wasn’t possible as he already paid Black Panther 300,000 yuan to break Jing Yun Zhao’s arms and legs. Now although Black Panther had to use a lot of people, the sum of money that he paid was more than enough to cover the costs. Not only that, since Black Panther accepted his money, if he didn’t complete the given task, his reputation and image would surely be tarnished.

  Jiang Wen Sheng woke up at the crack of dawn with visible black circles around his eyes, eagerly waiting for a phone call.

  It wasn’t long after the day started that the First Tea House’s doors were opened even though the employees hadn’t arrived due to the lack of customers which also caused the First Tea House to have a cold and desolate feeling.

  “This damned Black Panther, why hasn’t he contacted me……” Jiang Wen Sheng grumbled with a face of annoyance.

  At the same time, Jing Yun Zhao walked into the tea house.

  Jiang Wen Sheng raised his head at the sound of someone coming in through the doors and stood there dumbly as if he was struck by lighting.

  What’s going on here? Why is Jing Yun Zhao here?

  That perfect unblemished face that was so beautiful to the point that people couldn’t bear to look away. The only problem was that she looked fine, when her arms and legs were supposed to be broken. After walking in, Jing Yun Zhao ignored Jiang Wen Sheng and sat down on a chair at the corner of the tea house, as if she were a ghost……

  A Ghost? It can’t be right?

  Thinking about it, Jiang Wen Sheng broke out in a cold sweat

  However, on such a bright and sunny day, how could ghosts dare to come out……

  Jiang Wen Sheng who just committed an evil act was naturally still feeling guilt over it, and now that Jing Yun Zhao was here with a cold and expressionless face, yet not making even a hint of noise caused him to truly think that she was an evil spirit, as such he started trembling.

  Beforehand, he was the only person in the tea house so he opened the windows to improve the air circulation inside. As such, the wind blowing caused the curtains in the tea house to flutter.

  On the other hand, Jing Yun Zhao went into her ‘space’ and took a bath in the pond there before coming to the tea house, resulting in her appearance still being disheveled.

  As a result, with the wind blowing her long black hair, which caused her to look like a ghost, Jiang Wen Sheng was truly frightened.

  Jiang Wen Sheng took the stool near the front desk and slowly approached Jing Yun Zhao as he asked nervously, “Y-you! Are you a ghost or a human?!”


  Jing Yun Zhao raised her head and gave him a glance.

  Instantaneously, Jiang Wen Sheng felt as if his whole body was plunged into a pool of freezing cold water as he wondered how could a person’s eyes look so dark, cold, soulless and without a hint of emotion in them, that was paired with a pale face and bright red lips……

  In reality, Jiang Wen Sheng now was controlled by his guilt and fear. After all, Jing Yun Zhao originally already had pale white skin, and although the seat she chose was dimmer than the other seats in the tea house, the seat still had a light source above it, which may have contributed to her looking more ethereal. As for her gaze that was directed towards Jiang Wen Sheng it was just her expressing her sympathy to the dumbass that he was. As such, when he asked if Jing Yun Zhao was a ghost or not, she was truly speechless.

  As for her lips being red and her teeth being white, is it her fault?

  “Jiang Wen Sheng, does it shock you to see me here in your tea house today?” Jing Yun Zhao faintly said.

  Jiang Wen Sheng pointed at her as he replied, “Stop spouting nonsense! This is all your fault! Get out of my tea house, I’m not afraid of you!”


  Jing Yun Zhao had a frown on her face thinking, ‘There’s no way Jiang Wen Sheng actually thought that she was dead right?’


  No wonder he’s a dumbass.

  Jing Yun Zhao continued speaking from her seat, “I’m here, to see how unlucky you’re going to be from now on.”


  Finishing her words, she gave a light smile towards Jiang Wen Sheng. However, for Jiang Wen Sheng, this smile of hers was akin to a demon, causing goosebumps to appear all over his arms.