"Mo Country won't do such a thing, because the nation needs peace, not war. Even if I send you to the guillotine and behead you in front of Mo Country's high officials, they still won't touch me," Lin Fei laughed.

"Impossible!" Wu Yufeng stared firmly at Lin Fei and spoke.

"Impossible. We can give it a try, but whether it's possible or not, you won't be around to see it."

Lin Fei laughed. Wu Yufeng wanted to kill him, but in contrast, why wouldn't he want to kill Wu Yufeng? Keeping a ticking time bomb by his side every day is too dangerous!

Wu Yufeng no longer had his original arrogance and haughtiness, he was truly afraid. The more Lin Fei revealed to him, the more he feared, because he knew Lin Fei wouldn't let him speak out what he had seen, and the only way to prevent someone from speaking is to send them out of this world!

"My grandfather won't let you go!" Wu Yufeng said coldly.

He realized that he no longer had any card to threaten Lin Fei. Lin Fei was no longer afraid, and Lin Fei's backing was no weaker than his. So what he might need to do now is perhaps to preserve the dignity that belonged to him.

"If that's your last words, then it's really time to say goodbye," Lin Fei spoke, his finger lightly touching the pistol's trigger, ready to end Wu Yufeng's life.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Lin Fei asked one last time, hoping he could still get some intelligence or information from Wu Yufeng's mouth.

Wu Yufeng closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them wide, shouting, "Lin Fei, the thing I regret the most is not killing you! When you left the Dragon Soul junior group, I should have sent more people to intercept and kill you! If I could do it all over again, I'd rather have the Mo Country high officials have prejudice against me, just to ensure you die without a burial place!!"

His words made Lin Fei's body tremble, his brow furrowed, "Do you mean that after leaving the Mo Country organization, it was you who chased me, not the high officials' command?"

"Of course, I regret not making up my mind at that time, otherwise I wouldn't be dying at the hands of a waste like you today!" Wu Yufeng said coldly.

At this moment, he figured it out too, neither way was better than death, so what's there to fear?

Lin Fei nodded, "I understand, thanks for clearing my confusion. In return, I'll give you some news—I'm actually the leader of Hell's Judgement."

"What!" Wu Yufeng was shocked!

Bang!

Lin Fei pulled the trigger, the bullet pierced through Wu Yufeng's temple, instantly swallowing his life, but the shocked expression remained on his face.

After dealing with Wu Yufeng, Lin Fei didn't feel relaxed; instead, he was more troubled. Wu Yufeng's grandfather was indeed troublesome, the main issue is that Lin Fei hadn't thought about leaving Mo Country for a while. Otherwise, he wouldn't be afraid of Wu Yufeng's grandfather knowing.

"How is the plan going? Is it proceeding smoothly?"

Lin Fei asked Xue Zhi. Xue Zhi said he could cover up this matter so Wu Yufeng's grandfather wouldn't know that Lin Fei killed Wu Yufeng.

Xue Zhi smiled, "The plan is very successful. This time, Wu Yufeng came after you, and to hide his tracks, not many knew he was in town. Consequently, no one knows you killed him, and our plan is being implemented."

Wu Yufeng was in the office, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

Of course, this person was not Wu Yufeng; it's just a facade left by Wu Yufeng. He went to great lengths to plan many things to kill Lin Fei, including having a stand-in providing an alibi.

Wu Yufeng's move was clever, but he didn't anticipate he wouldn't be able to return; after his death, these favorable pieces of evidence turned advantageous for Lin Fei instead.

Xue Zhi's approach was simple: send mercenaries to the hotel where Wu Yufeng was staying, have them assassinate Wu Yufeng, and use a miniature bomb to blow up the entire room, thoroughly destroying evidence.

Xue Zhi relayed information to Lin Fei, "Boss, everything is going smoothly. Other than Wu Yufeng's stand-in, there were no casualties."

Lin Fei nodded, knowing that war inevitably leads to deaths, a reality he's seen all along, where even conflicts can result in deaths, let alone war. He's witnessed too many deaths on the battlefield, where people die constantly.

So he returned to Mo Country, returned here, to calm himself. Because if one stays on the battlefield, eventually you'll change—even if you don't kill, eventually you'll start enjoying killing, you'll crave blood, becoming someone society sees as psychologically twisted.

Lin Fei's control is excellent, but sometimes his blood still boils, making him seem mad, seeking release.

Holding Mu Shanshan, Lin Fei felt peaceful; perhaps it's her cold aura that influences him, making his mindset more tranquil.

If it were before, when Mu Shanshan disciplined him, he'd rush off to meet old flames, engaging in three days and nights without returning home, but now, Lin Fei has settled down, no longer adrift.

Yet Lin Fei isn't a saint; after all, men are much the same. As Mu Hong—Mu Shanshan's father—said, houseplants aren't as fragrant as wildflowers, so Lin Fei can't sit still.

Mu Shanshan looked at Lin Fei holding her, his distinct contours and resolute expression made her feel captivated; she couldn't help but raise her hand, but when Lin Fei glanced at her, she paused.

"Hey, wife, do you want to touch my face? Are you captivated by my handsome, elegant appearance? Go ahead, feel it, your husband is not afraid!" Lin Fei teased.

Mu Shanshan helplessly looked at Lin Fei, who suddenly seemed like another person, with no serious demeanor. Though she used to think Lin Fei was unserious and fickle, after this ordeal, Mu Shanshan suddenly felt Lin Fei's pain was buried too deep!

She understood too little of Lin Fei's inner world; he never really opened up to her. Of course, Mu Shanshan couldn't help but think: "Maybe I haven't given him the chance to open up."

After all, many times, Mu Shanshan only kept him at a distance, spending very little time fostering a relationship.

Returning home, Lin Fei first let Radar check if Keke was home. If Keke was home, he and Mu Shanshan might have to avoid Keke, as Mu Shanshan was injured and Lin Fei had bloodstains—not his own—on him.

Keke's bright spirit after recovery was a blessing indeed, as Keke was a good kid.

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