Chapter 1122 - 1121: Hearing the Sound of His Death [Must Read]

Young Master Hai was still trying to calmly say something to Qin Xin.

But suddenly, a strange whistle and the chaotic flapping of a raptor’s wings sounded over the phone—dangerous.

Young Master Hai’s words came to an abrupt halt.

A few seconds later, he continued hastily, with an unsteady tone—

"There’s no time, Miss Lan, the intel is that you must never come to the Seventh Elder’s place, and never investigate his affairs again. Leave, go as far as you can. Leave! Don’t come... uh!"

With his final words of heavy emphasis, his breath cut off abruptly.

Yet his signal didn’t end.

Qin Xin could vaguely hear the sound of birds flapping their wings over the phone.

Like the overwhelming flock that attacked the skies over the Divine Academy that day, even fiercer, using sharp beaks to savagely peck at something.

One peck after another, intensely concentrated.

Qin Xin suddenly realized that Young Master Hai’s level of ability... wasn’t very high.

He always relied on an exceedingly clever mind and courage, and a natural sensitivity to intelligence, to establish himself in the underworld.

If faced with such an overwhelming attack, he might not... survive for three seconds.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

The sound of birds pecking grew more concentrated.

One could almost imagine what they were pecking at.

Young Master Hai’s skull.

Then his arm.

His heart...

In the end, even the phone wasn’t spared.

A crisp cracking sound, the phone was completely pecked apart.

Qin Xin held the phone, hearing the series of busy signals from the disconnected call... and closed her eyes.

In the end, she was too late to rescue him.

But he, fulfilling his duty, sent her a warning before his death.

Qin Xin lowered her gaze silently for a few seconds, then stepped forward and continued walking.

However, behind her came a swift sound of wind, followed by a man’s strong arm grabbing her arm: "Don’t go."

Nalan Ye Jue’s hoarse voice firmly stopped her.

He had heard Young Master Hai’s warning.

Even obtained more information than she did—

Young Master Hai had sent him a separate message, and the pictures he received were far more shocking than what Qin Xin had seen.

No one expected this carefree, cunning, greedy intelligence dealer to have such professional ethics.

He had promised to send intel to him at the same time, and indeed did so, even in the last second before death, not forgetting the business he had promised.

And the photo sent to him was too cruel; he simply couldn’t show it to Qin Xin.

He could only tightly hold onto Qin Xin’s arm, preventing her from impulsively risking herself.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xin was even more determined than he had anticipated: "Don’t bother with me."

Nalan Ye Jue’s Adam’s apple moved slightly.

At this moment, he couldn’t care about a man’s injured pride, still gripping her slender arm tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Be good, listen, don’t go."

Qin Xin glared at him: "Who are you, to listen to your words?"

Nalan Ye Jue was choked again.

With a complex expression, he gazed at her, finally, speaking slowly: "Because I am your master."

Qin Xin: "Now you admit you’re my master? Have what it takes to take off your mask so I can see?"

Nalan Ye Jue: "..."

His throat moved again, he lowered his gaze for a moment, not directly answering her request, but explaining his reasoning patiently:

"Before Young Master Hai went into the Seventh Elder’s house, I also went in. Moreover, we took different paths. The Seventh Elder’s house has complex underground tunnels; the one I took leads directly to the Divine Academy, so when I came out, I ran into you all at the celebration arena. And the one Young Master Hai took..."