Chapter 553 - 270: The Death of Jin Baorong (Part 3)
Soon, the opportunity presented itself. About an hour later, Jin Baorong finally let out a loud cry, and the man, already exhausted, collapsed on her, fast asleep. She gasped for air, her eyes unfocused.
Awakening from that sensation, Jin Baorong regained some strength, pushed the man away, and her eyes, once a faint pink, now turned completely crimson, like congealed blood that refused to flow, exuding an extremely eerie chill.
Soon, a flash of red light appeared, her eye color returned to normal, and the man had already been successfully controlled. Su Jiameng also achieved her goal, gaining useful material and inspiration. Everyone seemed pleased... and then, it was time to settle the score.
Su Jiameng stepped out from the shadows, her hidden figure turning from illusion to reality, clapping her hands, and said, "So, this is how you do it. Using your own body as a medium, you strike when the opponent’s spiritual power is at its most exhausted and relaxed, with a success rate approaching one hundred percent?"
Not only that, but the opponent’s spiritual power also subtly changed at this moment, and she vaguely felt that this detail was very useful to her. However, there was no time to think about it now; she could only slowly record it and wait to figure it out later.
Upon hearing a third person’s voice in the room, Jin Baorong, who was still in the throes of a trance and enjoyment, instantly changed her expression. She kicked the man off the bed, wrapped herself in the sheets, and glared fiercely at the source of the voice, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Su Jiameng didn’t let her gaze fall on the man’s body at all; she feared getting a stye, "Who am I? Shouldn’t you have been mentally prepared for this? Controlling so many men, have you ever considered the feelings of those men’s women?"
Jin Baorong’s heart was tumultuous, never expecting that the suddenly appearing woman could guess her secret. And judging by what she said... it seemed... She laughed coldly, "Are you here to cause me trouble because your man cheated?"
Su Jiameng twitched the corner of her mouth, "You’re overthinking it. If I took a liking to any man, do you think you’d have a chance to get close? He wouldn’t give you a chance, and I wouldn’t let you succeed. I just... can’t stand you controlling so many people, committing such heinous acts for selfish desires. If you really want to know why, haha, take a look at your non-human, non-demon monstrosity; isn’t that reason enough?"
Jin Baorong’s expression went completely cold, secretly guarding against Su Jiameng’s sudden attack. But her heart was already in turmoil. Who exactly was this person, and how did she know even her secrets? Or was this just a coincidence?
However, she would soon know if it was a coincidence. Su Jiameng continued speaking, "You’re really loyal to that research institute, eager to drain and exhaust the Qian Family’s resources to provide that institute with precious resources and special connections. But I didn’t expect, one Qian Family wasn’t enough for you; you actually want to control so many people..."
These people were all individuals with considerable influence within the top echelons of the Galaxy. With Jin Baorong’s orders, they naturally opened the green light for the research institute, turning a blind eye, sometimes even aiding and abetting. How convenient!
"Who... are you, to know even this?" Jin Baorong’s body was still weak, feeling incredibly feeble at the slightest movement. Usually, she immersed herself in that feeling, enjoying the aftertaste, but now she had to brace herself to deal with this suddenly appearing stranger, a stranger who knew so many secrets!
"I know. What’s so strange about that?" Su Jiameng shrugged, pulling out Xihe from its sheath, the cold gleam causing the room’s temperature to drop significantly, "All you need to know is that you won’t survive today... that’s enough."
"Why kill me? Have I wronged you?" Jin Baorong really had little combat ability; manipulation was her forte.
However she tried to perform, making her eyes turn pink... her once foolproof skills became a joke in front of this woman, proving completely ineffective! Losing these crutches made Jin Baorong feel truly terrified and uneasy.
"You haven’t wronged me. We don’t even have any hatred between us. Until a few days ago, I didn’t even know your name, who you were, what you did, or what your experiences were... But today, I’m here to take your life!" Su Jiameng raised the knife, the tip pointing close to Jin Baorong’s nose, "This is my reason!"