Young Master Mo watched the figure slowly emerge from the shadows, his heart feeling as if it was clutched by a cold iron hand, instantly stopping its beat!

A chill, like a poisonous snake, shot up his spine to the crown of his head.

"Gulp!"

He swallowed with difficulty, his legs weakened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

His Soul was about to leave his body!

He suddenly turned his head, flames of anger practically spewing from his eyes, glaring viciously at Jasmine, who was already scared stiff beside him.

"You bitch!"

"Why the hell did you only speak up when he was already in front of me?!"

Jasmine was already terrified, her face pale, tears welling in her eyes, her voice thick with a crying tone and grievance.

"Yo...Young Master Mo, I didn't know either..."

"He seemed to have seen through my 'Eagle Eye' reconnaissance long ago."

"My flying birds couldn't find him at all..."

Zhou Huai, controlling Yasuo, took in the terrified expressions of the two, a cold arc forming at the corner of his lips.

Indeed, his guess was not wrong.

Before, he had vaguely felt something was off, as if an invisible tracker had been placed on him.

No matter how he tried to shake them off, the other party could always quickly re-lock onto his position, like maggots clinging to bone.

It wasn't until later, from Yasuo's vast combat memories, that he caught some subtle clues.

It seemed that every time he stayed in one place for a little longer, there would always be birds circling overhead.

Only then did Zhou Huai suddenly realize, comprehending the other party's tracking ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) and positioning method.

Therefore, after dealing with Zhao Tianming, he specifically controlled Yasuo to travel through areas with dense tree canopies and lush foliage.

This was to effectively block the sight of the flying birds above, causing them to completely lose their target.

Then, relying on the memories left from being tracked before, he quietly made his way back.

At this moment, Yasuo's deep eyes, like ten-thousand-year-old ice, coldly stared at Young Master Mo, who was slumped on the ground.

"You, are the leader of that group, right?"

His cold voice carried not a trace of emotion.

"Why did you send people to deal with me, to target me, repeatedly?"

Young Master Mo's body trembled violently, his teeth chattering.

Under extreme fear, he forced out a fawning smile, uglier than crying.

"Mis...misunderstanding! Brother! A huge misunderstanding!"

"It's all my blind subordinates! They provoked you first! This...this has nothing to do with me!"

"Misunderstanding?"

A cold arc formed at the corner of Yasuo's lips, his eyes devoid of warmth.

"You chased me for an entire day and night. Do you think saying 'misunderstanding' can just gloss over it lightly?"

Young Master Mo's scalp tingled from that gaze, and he hastily brought up his backing.

"Brother! Listen to me! My dad...my dad is Mo Tianxiong, the Guild Master of the Bloody Guild!"

"As long as you let me go this one time! Everything is negotiable!"

"Money! Equipment! Materials! Our Bloody Guild's treasure vault is yours to choose from! From now on, you'll be the most honored guest of our guild!"

He spoke rapidly, trying to sway this god of slaughter with benefits.

Yasuo slowly shook his head, his movement carrying an undeniable resolve.

Zhou Huai's eyes were indifferent as he controlled Yasuo to slowly shake his head.

"No need."

"Right now, I only want your life."

Upon hearing this, the last shred of hope in Young Master Mo's eyes completely shattered, replaced by boundless fear and despair.

"No! You can't kill me!"

He shrieked hysterically, his voice becoming sharp and piercing from fear.

"If you kill me! My father! Our Bloody Guild! Will absolutely not let you go! You will face endless pursuit!"

Yasuo's gaze remained unwavering, his tone still flat.

"Then let your father try."

"At that time, I don't mind wiping out a guild along the way."

His flat tone, however, contained a terrifying dominance and confidence!

"Die!"

Young Master Mo completely collapsed, his survival instinct overriding everything!

He roared, and a scorching fireball instantly condensed at the tip of his staff!

【Explosive Fireball】!

Violent fire elements roared out, smashing towards Yasuo with a destructive aura!

However, in Yasuo's eyes, this dying struggle of an attack was as slow as a snail.

He merely shifted his body slightly, and the fireball brushed past his clothes, missing him and slamming into the tree trunk behind him, exploding into a charred mess.

Under the firelight, only desperate madness remained on Young Master Mo's face.

He had no Battle Intent left, turning to flee desperately into the depths of the dense forest!

"Pfft!"

A cold gleam, like lightning tearing through the night, easily ripped through his fragile mage shield.

The cold sword edge accurately plunged into his back.

Young Master Mo's forward motion abruptly stiffened.

He looked down in disbelief, seeing the blood-stained sword tip protruding from his chest.

All his strength was instantly drained. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The fear, madness, and unwillingness in his eyes finally turned into a dead, blank stare.

"Ugh..."

He let out an unintelligible gurgle from his throat.

His body softly toppled forward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Yasuo stood in place, silently looking at Young Master Mo's corpse.

From the tip of the Wind Breaker Longsword in his hand, a drop of blood slowly dripped, making a soft "tap" sound in the quiet forest.

This sound seemed to strike his own heart.

An indescribable complex emotion, like a cold tide, quietly spread.

Although it was through the hands of a Clone.

But this...

It seemed to be the first human life he had truly ended with his own hands.

His consciousness, submerged within Yasuo, felt the complete dissipation and return to nothingness of that life so clearly, so vividly.

The sensation of warm blood splashing on his hands and face, carrying a metallic, rusty smell.

The lingering fear and unwillingness when that Soul fire extinguished...

Everything was so real.

Zhou Huai, controlling Yasuo, stood silently in place, as if frozen into a statue in the forest.

After several seconds.

He suddenly looked up, taking a deep breath of the cold, bloody air!

His chest heaved violently.

As if he was desperately suppressing the churning waves deep within his heart.

To gain a foothold in this cruel world, to control his own destiny.

To break free from the cage, to make those who looked down on him look up...

All of this...

Was the price that had to be paid!

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the last trace of ripple in their depths had turned into complete coldness.

His gaze shifted.

It fell upon Jasmine, who was already slumped on the ground nearby, trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, Jasmine's face was ashen.

Her entire body seemed to have had its bones removed, kneeling on the cold mud, her body shaking violently like a sieve.

Tears flowed like broken strings of pearls, carving two clear tracks on her muddy face.

"Don't...don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!"

Her voice was hoarse, choked with sobs, filled with endless fear and humble pleading.

"I...I wasn't willing! It was all Young Master Mo! He forced me!"

"He threatened me with my mother's medical expenses! He threatened me with my younger brother's education!"

"Please, for my pitiful sake, can you let me go this one time...?"

Zhou Huai, controlling Yasuo, looked down at the woman crying so piteously.

He had to admit, her looks were indeed good.

He suddenly spoke, his voice still cold: "What is your profession?"

"Are those flying birds in the sky your skills?"

Jasmine dared not hide anything, quickly spilling all her information like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Rep...reply, sir...those flying birds are indeed my skills..."

"I...I am a C-Rank support Summoner, called 【Eagle Eye Summoner】."

"My Rank is still low, I can only summon five 【Reconnaissance Spirit Eagles】 at the same time."

"I can share vision with these Spirit Eagles, that's how I was able to keep tracking your location..."

Zhou Huai nodded in understanding.

It was pretty much as he had guessed.

"Does this skill have a range limit?"

Jasmine quickly replied: "Yes...yes it does! As long as the straight-line distance between the Spirit Eagles and me doesn't exceed ten kilometers, I can share vision with them."

A shared vision range of ten kilometers.

Zhou Huai stroked his chin. Although this skill had no direct combat power, its practicality was quite good.

Especially in complex environments like the wilderness, it was practically a mobile mini-map radar.

It could be considered a very good tool.

If it weren't for her existence, he wouldn't have been relentlessly pursued by the Bloody Guild, almost getting into trouble.

After a brief thought, Zhou Huai spoke again, his voice playful.

"Even if I let you go today."

"The Bloody Guild Master's own son died, but you returned alive."

"Do you think your Guild Master will let you go?"

Upon hearing this, Jasmine's crying stopped abruptly, her body stiffened, and her face instantly turned paler than paper.

She knew the Bloody Guild Master's personality all too well.

Ruthless and vindictive.

With Young Master Mo dead, the Guild Master would definitely vent his anger on all involved parties!

Even if she managed to return alive, she would certainly not have a good end, perhaps even being used as a scapegoat and tortured to death!

Seeing Jasmine's expression, Zhou Huai knew that he had successfully hit her pain point.

He struck while the iron was hot, continuing: "I can indeed consider giving you a way out."

"But from now on, you must follow me and be at my service."

"Anyway, going back is a dead end for you, so you might as well follow me."

"Although there might be some risks."

"But for you, it might not be an opportunity to change your destiny."

After hearing these words, Jasmine's brain worked rapidly.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the meaning behind Zhou Huai's words.

Going back meant certain death!

Following this mysterious and powerful man, although the future was uncertain, at least there was a glimmer of hope!

Furthermore, if the other party was truly as powerful as he claimed, she might even rise to prominence!

After less than five seconds of deliberation, Jasmine made her decision.

She suddenly looked up, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes, and kowtowed again without hesitation.

"Boss!"

"From now on, Jasmine will only follow your lead! You are my boss!"

Zhou Huai nodded in satisfaction.

He was quite pleased with Jasmine's good sense.

Of course, he didn't expect her to be extremely loyal.

As long as his true identity wasn't exposed, he didn't care whether Jasmine was truly submissive or just playing along.

All he needed was a temporary, useful tool.