Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 67 - 066 Return of Superstar in Entertainment Circle (11)

Chapter 67: 066 Return of Superstar in Entertainment Circle (11) Third Update

Chapter 67: 066 Return of Superstar in Entertainment Circle (11) Third Update

Thunder grumbled in the not-so-far distance, the weather so oppressive it nearly suffocated, the dark sky almost merging with the mountain range.

Lightning cleaved the sky like a hatchet, heralding the imminent arrival of a downpour.

The group had just left the villa when they were ambushed, “Miss Ye, be careful!”

Although the bodyguards shouted this, in truth, they had no intention of protecting Ye Shaohua; instead, they formed an impenetrable shield around Sang Xue, leaving no trace of their actual motive.

“Have Cloud Gang Leader’s men arrived?” Seeing that Qi Zihua’s right arm had been grazed again, the Butler said in a deep voice, the anxiety clear in his expression.

Qi Zihua grunted and then shook his head.

Nobody expected the Qingyun Gang to strike at this time. They were far from the city center and couldn’t wait for He Muyun’s men to arrive; moreover, given He Muyun’s unpredictable nature, Qi Zihua didn’t dare gamble on him.

“There are surveillance cameras here, yet they dared to make a move. Clearly, they came prepared.” Qi Zihua pressed his temple, leaning against the car. It seemed he had made a decision, and said word by word, “Uncle Qi, you go down the mountain first.”

As he said this, Qi Zihua looked towards Ye Shaohua, “Are you going down the mountain?”

He had known all along that Ye Shaohua wouldn’t go down the mountain. The way down was crawling with Qingyun Gang members; how could Ye Shaohua possibly descend and deliver herself to death?

“I’m going up the mountain to seek help from the director and not hold you back…” If Qi Zihua and the others had paid any attention to Ye Shaohua, they would have seen that her face was devoid of any panic, eerily calm and composed.

“That’s enough,” Qi Zihua cut her off, unwilling to hear what she was going to say next, and directed his words towards the Butler, “Take Xuexue down the mountain. Leave this side to me. The Qingyun Gang is after me. I’ve already notified my father to send rescue up the mountain without hesitation.”

“But young master…” The color drained from the Butler’s face.

“Otherwise, none of us can leave.”

It was a fact; the Butler wasn’t one to disregard the bigger picture. Gritting his teeth, he took Sang Xue down the mountain.

Sang Xue held onto Qi Zihua’s sleeve, refusing to leave. Qi Zihua patiently explained that it would be dangerous for her to stay with him.

“I’m not afraid,” Sang Xue shook her head, her eyes glistening with tears, “I’m not afraid of death at all…”

Qi Zihua looked at her, his face a mix of emotions, and finally had the Butler forcibly take Sang Xue away despite the inconvenience.

Then, only he and Ye Shaohua were left. He would ascend the mountain with Ye Shaohua, drawing the majority of the Qingyun Gang’s firepower to allow Sang Xue to safely descend the mountain.

The villa was already surrounded, impenetrable.

Qi Zihua had thought that Ye Shaohua would panic as she approached death, but she remained unfazed, which puzzled him. Yet, this was no time for contemplation—the priority was to break through and ascend the mountain.

Although he remained behind, Qi Zihua had a plan for retreat. He wasn’t there to court death.

Boom—

The lightning overhead illuminated the dark mountain like daylight!

The rain now fell in torrents!

All Qi Zihua could see through his blurred vision was a red light speeding toward him, an almost unstoppable heavy weapon, and his last conscious thought before blacking out.

Ye Shaohua knocked Qi Zihua unconscious with a chop of her hand, then dragged him into the thick undergrowth of the villa.

“Qi Zihua, you must remember, you are the only one whom Ye Shaohua has loved in her lifetime as if you were her own life, but this is also the last time she’s helping you, the last time she loves you. Whether you can survive or not, from now on, let’s look after ourselves separately.”

She spoke of Ye Shaohua, not “I”.

Ye Shaohua stood beside him, white light slashing through the night, shining upon her pale face.

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Rain mixed with her raven hair, stunningly captivating.

Taking his coat, she resolutely walked into the pouring rain.

This had been the wish of Ye Shaohua in her previous life—that naive girl who fondly imagined that Qi Zihua had loved her. Little did she know that even if she died, he wouldn’t feel a shred of guilt; he had never believed Ye Shaohua truly loved him from the start.

He Muyun found Ye Shaohua at the mountain’s edge with his men. Beneath her feet lay the strewn bodies of the defeated, and opposite her stood several burly men in black wielding heavy weapons aimed at Ye Shaohua.

Her dagger dripped with blood, and her white leisure shirt was nearly indistinguishable from its original color.

Blending with the rain, it fell to the ground.

She resembled a Shura at the gates of Hell, mysterious and enchanting.

He Muyun’s gaze bypassed the henchmen and fixed directly on Ye Shaohua, not even bothering to open an umbrella. Even so, his pride and dangerous aura remained undiminished, “Is Qi Zihua worth this to you?”

Ye Shaohua glanced at him, silent.

To the Qingyun Gang, He Muyun’s face was unmistakable, even if they turned to ash. Even the most foolish among them could guess his connection with Ye Shaohua at this moment, that he would mobilize his best men for her sake.

Years ago, when He Muyun was operating internationally, there were few who dared to openly confront him, because those who did tended to mysteriously disappear.

“Cloud Gang Leader, I didn’t plan to harm your people,” the lead henchman in black tightened his grip on the trigger, “If you let us go, we will spare her life, how about that?”

“Don’t take any action, I will let you go,” He Muyun released his gun, his deep eyes on the man, “If something happens to her at your hands, I guarantee there won’t be a Qingyun Gang on this earth tomorrow.”

The Qingyun Gang members held Ye Shaohua and retreated towards their escape route.

But they didn’t expect Ye Shaohua to remain motionless. She spoke faintly, “Do I look that easy to bully, Chen Sect Leader?”

They never expected this seemingly ordinary woman from the Entertainment Circle to reveal their leader’s name.

Chen Sect Leader’s face turned pale.

Nonchalantly wiping the blood from her lips, Ye Shaohua tilted her head, her smile sinister, “Have you forgotten who intercepted your cargo last week?”

“Wasn’t it the Qi Family?” Chen Sect Leader’s pupils shrunk.

The next second, a blade flashed before him, and he fell stiffly to the ground. Ye Shaohua was still holding his weapon, smiling, “Naïve. Could those fools from the Ye Family possibly have robbed you?”

“You… you are…” Chen Sect Leader’s final words were never spoken.

“Sir… Sir, she… she…” He Muyun’s Assistant stood aside, struggling to reconcile the powerful presence of the mysterious Ye Shaohua with what he knew. Was this the same D-list celebrity rumored on the internet to be all about hype?

Wasn’t she just a Nouveau Riche? How could she know so much about the underworld?

He Muyun said nothing, simply striding toward Ye Shaohua. He had just reached her side when she collapsed, unable to hold herself up any longer.

Her body, untrained in combat, had already reached its limits.

Seeing Ye Shaohua faint into his arms without any defenses, He Muyun’s expression changed drastically, “Get Nuoman back here, now!”

**

The next day, Qi Zihua woke up in the hospital.

“Are you alright?” Sang Xue had stayed awake all night to tend to him, and upon seeing him wake, was almost brought to tears with joy, “What about Shaohua? Brother Sheng didn’t find her last night. Could something have happened to her?”

At the mention of Ye Shaohua, Qi Zihua’s face darkened as Sang Xue’s excitement faded, “Her? She ran away long before I passed out.”