Chapter 958: Those Who Harm Ajin Deserve Death

An Mingji concealed the hidden danger in his eyes, lifted his foot, and stepped into the cage, approaching Mao Minlan step by step.

The person wielding the instruments of torture tonight was rather skilled.

Even though Xing Wenming and Mao Minlan were half-dead from the beatings, they still maintained a clear head.

Seeing An Mingji approaching, Mao Minlan reacted as if seeing a Demon, her bound body lightly trembling in the air, as if trying to avoid his approach.

"No, don’t come over, don’t..."

She was truly terrified.

During this time, she had suffered extreme physical and mental torment.

An Mingji’s face showed a mocking, disdainful smile.

You could only hear his melodious yet dangerous voice resonate: "Don’t worry, I won’t lay a hand on you; you’re not worth getting my hands dirty."

Sister Ajin didn’t like his hands stained with blood.

The young man stood in front of Mao Minlan, his eyes curiously and eerily examining her.

Mao Minlan endured the pain throughout her body, yet still maintained a clear mind.

Under An Mingji’s cold gaze, her heart was all over the place.

Even though he said he wouldn’t lay a hand on her, the fear in her heart was immense.

An Mingji’s gaze swept from her unblemished face to the injuries on her body and the pool of blood on the ground, sighing inaudibly.

He raised his eyes to meet Mao Minlan’s frightened ones: "Just who gave you the courage to dare harm my precious one, whom I can’t bear to even touch?"

Facing the young man’s cold, dark, and bloodthirsty eyes, Mao Minlan trembled incessantly, "I was wrong, I’ll never dare again. It was just a momentary impulse; please spare me. I won’t pursue my daughter’s death anymore, I beg you, let me go!"

"Heh..." A low laughter sounded.

An Mingji seemed to have heard the greatest joke, his laughter full of delight.

However, within moments, the brightly smiling young man’s expression turned grim.

He approached Mao Minlan, staring into her fearful eyes, coldly saying: "You harmed my treasure and still want me to let you go?"

Mao Minlan broke down, sobbing, "I truly know I was wrong. I only pulled her hair, I really was wrong!!!"

An Mingji admired her terrified expression, his refined face utterly calm, but his words sent a chill through the bones: "You should be thankful you only touched her hair; otherwise, you wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun, experiencing the world’s utmost punishment, a fate worse than death!"

Saying he wouldn’t lay a hand on Mao Minlan, An Mingji really didn’t.

But he did watch this woman breathe her last.

Ajin was his, no one else should touch her.

All who hurt Ajin deserve to die a thousand deaths.

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Mao Shuqin was driven out of the Yin Family, with nowhere to go, she could only choose to temporarily stay in a hotel.

Sitting on the hotel bed, her heart full of resentment, she was unwilling to have been chased out of the Yin Family like this.

Thinking of today’s experiences, she blamed everything on her sister Mao Minlan and brother-in-law Xing Wenming.

If not for them, she would still be the esteemed second wife of the Yin Family.

Sitting disheartened on the hotel bed, Mao Shuqin’s eyes revealed a trace of mad hatred.

"Knock knock ——"

The hotel room door suddenly sounded with knocks, interrupting Mao Shuqin’s resentment.

She lifted her head, staring fixedly at the door, confusion in her eyes, which was soon replaced by ecstatic joy.

She hadn’t informed anyone of her stay in the hotel; aside from the Yin Family, no one knew of her whereabouts.

Thinking it might be someone sent by the second master to fetch her, she rushed to the door without even putting on shoes.

The door opened, and a strong scent of blood wafted in.