Chapter 77: Have Them Drink This
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappled on the cobblestone path, everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.
Han Lei found herself back at the familiar Military Medical University. She wandered around the campus and suddenly heard laughter, it was those classmates who had once fought alongside her, walking towards her with genuine happiness on their faces.
"Han Lei, congratulations! Most people go to university at eighteen, and you’ve already graduated from the Military Medical University at eighteen. Genius is genius!" A classmate said while patting her shoulder.
Han Lei smiled faintly, a warm feeling surged in her heart. Those days, though filled with challenges and hardships, also brought countless friendships and growth.
"And, you’ve smoothly been selected by the Red Thorn Special Team. Truly enviable." Another classmate added.
"Oh, not at all, you all are excellent too." Han Lei smiled modestly.
"Splash!" Han Lei woke up from her cold shock, shivered uncontrollably, realizing someone had splashed her with cold water. It was just a dream.
What the hell!
Who’s so annoying?
"Hehehe. Little beauty, we meet again." A man’s voice, very familiar.
Han Lei shook her head, wiping off the water droplets from her bangs. She looked up to see Wei Chengchao and Princess Changle standing in front of her, and suddenly understood everything.
"So it’s you two. You’re both working together, really a deplorable pair, both scum."
The early spring still held a chill, Han Lei’s clothes were completely wet, shivering from the cold. Her soaked clothes clung to her body, faintly revealing her delicate figure underneath.
Wei Chengchao leered, his lustful gaze roaming over Han Lei’s body.
"Hehehe. Curse away! Curse away! The more you curse, the more excited I get. This time, let’s see who can come to rescue you."
Princess Changle sat leisurely on a chair nearby, watching with a smug smile on her face, looking quite pleased. Behind her stood several attendants.
Han Lei’s hands were crossed and tied behind her back, but she could touch her space watch.
With a mental command, she took out a sharp dagger from the space, secretly cutting the rope behind her while talking to them to divert their attention.
Han Lei sneered, ignoring Wei Chengchao, and looked at Princess Changle, "Hey! Do you really like Zhao Zun? Do you know what I’m thinking now?"
Princess Changle felt anger rise when Han Lei, fully aware of her noble status, addressed her as "Hey." She wanted to explode, but held back after thinking for a moment.
She couldn’t let this bitch easily provoke her anger.
Princess Changle smiled contemptuously.
"You’re thinking Zhao Zun will come to rescue you, aren’t you? Don’t be naive, Zhao Zun has no way of knowing we brought you here. Let me tell you, you, a bitch, don’t deserve Zhao Zun, he can only be mine, the Commandery Princess’s."
"Tsk! You guessed wrong." Han Lei returned her contemptuous smile and then shouted in a seemingly frenzied manner, "I’m thinking, in the future, I must build many, many restrooms. Hmph!"
Really infuriating!
If it weren’t for this ghost place lacking public restrooms, if it weren’t for having to relieve herself amidst the scenery outdoors, she wouldn’t have been caught by these two scums.
Upon hearing this, Wei Chengchao and Princess Changle were both stunned. They exchanged glances, both eyes filled with confusion.
Restrooms? What are restrooms?
Whatever it is, since they’ve now caught the person, this bitch shouldn’t even think of escaping from their grasp.
"Hmph! Boring." Princess Changle rolled her eyes at Han Lei and turned to Wei Chengchao, "I’m leaving her to you. You better keep her under control well, never let this bitch get back to Zhao Zun’s side. I’m going to Canzhou to find Zhao Zun now."
Wei Chengchao sneered, "Hehehe, go, go! With this bitch here with me, rest assured, Zhao Zun will definitely be yours."
Princess Changle nodded, cast a sidelong glance at Han Lei, a satisfied smile curling at her lips, and leisurely walked away with her people.
Taking advantage of the conversation between Princess Changle and Wei Chengchao, Han Lei quickly scanned the room’s setup.
This was a run-down little inn, with simple and old furnishings.
Outside the window, the sky had already turned completely dark. She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious, nor where Zhao Zun and the others were now.
Just when she had yelled frenziedly, the rope on her hands had already been cut.
But with Princess Changle having seven or eight burly attendants, even if she was trained in grappling skills and close combat, she didn’t dare act rashly.
Only by waiting for the right opportunity could she rescue herself and head directly to Canzhou to reunite with Zhao Zun.
Now that Princess Changle had left, only Wei Chengchao and his two attendants remained in the room.
Wei Chengchao crouched down, lifting Han Lei’s chin with his fingers as she struggled to avoid him.
Wei Chengchao chuckled lewdly, "Little beauty, don’t dodge! Look at you all wet, let me change your clothes for you, and then treat you well."
As he said this, Wei Chengchao’s evil hand was about to reach towards Han Lei’s chest.
Perhaps used to seeing their master tease women in this manner daily, the two attendants standing behind also laughed lewdly.
Han Lei glanced at them, her eyes then landing on Wei Chengchao’s hand.
Such a close distance, truly a heaven-sent opportunity.
Seizing the chance, with her left hand, Han Lei grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked downwards, pinning his head firmly to the ground. At the same time, her right hand twisted, a sharp dagger pressed against Wei Chengchao’s neck.
Wei Chengchao cried out in pain, and his two attendants were instantly shocked, stepping forward to rescue him, but retreated under Han Lei’s fierce glare.
Seeing the dagger pressed against their master’s neck, the two attendants dared not make any rash moves.
All of this happened too quickly, Han Lei’s actions were smooth and unhesitating, completed in one swift motion.
Wei Chengchao, that fool, had no time to react, and his two attendants, positioned five or six steps away, were too far to rescue him.
In just a blink of an eye, Wei Chengchao, that abominable scoundrel, became the most advantageous hostage in Han Lei’s hands.
He never expected Han Lei to suddenly act; now her grip was painfully tugging at his hair, his scalp ached fiercely.
The ornamental jade crown painfully pressed against his head, and the sight of the cold, sharp dagger at his neck not only had him grimacing in pain but also trembling in fear.
Now having control of the situation, Han Lei mentally commanded two small vials to roll onto the floor.
At this point, Han Lei applied a bit of pressure with the dagger.
"Make those two drink it." Han Lei ordered Wei Chengchao, then lightly kicked the vials towards the two attendants.
The two attendants were bewildered. Weren’t they supposed to be capturing their master? How did they become the target instead?