The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"If you ask me, since the poison in you isn't cured yet, if it were me, I'd definitely say some nice things to the person who can cure the poison, rather than offending everyone like you."

Tang Rao had made his words clear, his itch satisfied, and now he was just waiting for Yan Moyi's next move.

"Senior Brother Yan, say something, won't you? Our lives are in his hands; I don't want to die yet. Beg Tang Rao, if you plead with him, he'll definitely spare us."

Tang Shimei was practically Tang Rao's perfect accomplice, pushing things just to make Yan Moyi give in, wasn't she?

"Spare me? Little Junior Sister, you're indeed too naive. I'm telling you, from the start, this man knew your father. He brought us back just to humiliate us. Otherwise, how would he appear here, brought by your father's trusted aide? Such a hypocrite, asking me to apologize? Spit!"

Yan Moyi's mind seemed to clear. Under so much pressure along the way, every step towards the Tang Family made him more fearful. If he had known it was all Tang Rao's scheme from the beginning, he'd rather die outside than be humiliated by Tang Rao before his death.

"Senior Brother, if you want to die, don't drag me along. I still want to live a while longer."

After complaining about Yan Moyi, Tang Shimei turned to Tang Rao: "I know nothing, it's all my senior brother's doing, I'm innocent!"

Yan Moyi won't back down, but can't she? He doesn't want to survive, but Tang Shimei does.

"Junior Sister, what do you mean by that? Shoving all the blame onto my head? I'm telling you, if I can't survive, neither will you."

Even in death, Yan Moyi wanted someone to accompany him; he didn't want to walk the path to the underworld too lonely.

Tang Shimei believed Yan Moyi was capable of such things; everything he wanted to do, when had he not done it?

Tang Shimei instinctively moved away from Yan Moyi; though the cell was spacious, Yan Moyi's words made it suddenly feel much smaller to her.

Yan Moyi glared at Tang Shimei; he knew she would never share hardships with him. Even in the same cell, she was fearful, avoiding his eyes, afraid Yan Moyi might suddenly attack her.

She didn't dare make a sound, fearing it would draw Yan Moyi's attention. What if Yan Moyi's mind snapped and he took her life?

"Yan Moyi, why don't we come out for a good fight? If you win, I'll spare you. If you lose, I'll take your life. How about it?"

Tang Rao suddenly seemed to remember something, not as assertive as before, offering Yan Moyi a life-and-death choice.

"It's that simple?"

Yan Moyi still couldn't quite believe it.

If he and Tang Rao swapped places, Yan Moyi would have taken Tang Rao's life long ago; where would a prisoner in the cell get to speak like that?

Whatever he thought, Tang Rao acted differently. Tang Rao proposed a duel under equal strength. If they truly fought openly, Yan Moyi might not necessarily be a lesser match than Tang Rao.

If he gambled, he might earn another life.

After much thought, Yan Moyi surprisingly chose to duel Tang Rao.

Only Tang Rao was smiling bitterly inside; he laughed at how Yan Moyi, in such a rotten state, still wanted to compete with him.

If not for the plan to draw Yan Moyi out and to ensure Tang Shimei's safety, Tang Rao wouldn't have bothered pretending to take him seriously as an opponent.

The lock that Yan Moyi couldn't open was quickly undone by Tang Rao using the key left by the elder.

"Come on out, I've got the antidote with me. If you want it, first defeat me."

Tang Rao took out a Jade Purifying Bottle from the Space Ring, and inside indeed held the antidote. He had plenty of antidotes for this poison.

Knowing he was about to be saved, Yan Moyi immediately lunged at Tang Rao, intending to seize the antidote right within the cell.

After all, for Yan Moyi, the antidote meant life. What could be more important than his own life?

"You little brat, can't keep your promises, even daring to snatch my things!"

This time, Tang Rao dealt with Yan Moyi faster than at the edge of the desolate mountain before, like it was a no-brainer. When he took care of Yan Moyi, it was like a normal person dealing with a quadriplegic.

"With your demeanor, a natural sharp tongue, I could forgive you, but having a sharp tongue at the wrong time becomes your issue."

Tang Rao kicked again; by this point, Yan Moyi was already on his last breath.

"He is, after all, your lover; do you want his life, or should I spare him for you?"

Tang Rao's foot was still on Yan Moyi's head, leaving a large footprint on his face, which truth be told, quite fitting.

Tang Shimei was at a loss for words. Logically, since Yan Moyi was her first, she should save him, but Yan Moyi was such an eyesore. She wished to kill him with her own hands, to vent her anger.

"I want to save him, yet seeing him makes me feel extremely threatened. Maybe it's better to kill him."

Tang Shimei never thought she could view life and death so clearly.

She cherished her life; merely thinking of the possibility of death made her tremble, and likewise, for her own survival, she could disregard others' lives, even if it was her former senior brother. To say 'die' is just a word, merely a sentence.

"Your lover, your senior brother, your first man, can you really bear to let me kill him?"

Tang Rao just wanted to see with what intention Tang Shimei wanted Yan Moyi dead.

"Kill him, a man who was unkind to me, why should I show him mercy?"

Tang Shimei crouched in the cell, not wanting to glance at Yan Moyi again.

"This is your woman's choice. I naturally don't like refusing a lady's suggestion, but before dying, I'll allow you to say two more sentences."

Tang Rao feigned philanthropy; in the end, it was just time-wasting entertainment for him. To Tang Rao, two more sentences meant nothing.

"Tang Shimei, you'll die a miserable death just like me!"

That was the first sentence, but before Yan Moyi could say a second, Tang Rao exerted force with his foot, crushing Yan Moyi's head to pulp.

At the sound of a splat, Tang Shimei hadn't even recovered; she was still wondering what Yan Moyi might say next. Who would have thought Tang Rao wouldn't give him the chance to utter another word?

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