The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 999 - 998: Don’t Persuade Us to Be Kind

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in Lu Mian’s dark eyes.

"But, I can."

Her words were like a beat of a drum.

Lu Mian couldn’t stand seeing Sui Yuan cry. Whenever she shed tears, Lu Mian could not suppress the seething anger within her.

All notions of a peaceful life, all nonchalance, all calm and composed façades were shoved aside. All she wanted now was to stand up for Sui Yuan.

Lu Mian stepped forward, stared at Xi Mei’s belly, and smiled playfully, "Having a mother like you is the greatest sorrow for this child."

With those words, she raised her hand, signaling Ya Ling to proceed with the surgery.

This was why she had brought Ya Ling in the first place.

Xi Mei took a big step back, hurriedly hiding behind her husband, continuously screaming, "You’ve already saved one! You can’t do this! No one dares harm my son!"

Son...

Lu Mian sneered. Even at this moment, they were still harping about having a son.

What did girls mean to them?

Hadn’t she forgotten that she herself was a woman?

"Alright, I’ll give you one more chance."

Lu Mian walked to the table, casually picking up a pen and a piece of paper. She tore the paper in half, writing "boy" on one side and "girl" on the other.

She crumpled the two pieces of paper into balls with a fascinating smile on her face in front of Xi Mei.

Though she was smiling, everyone present could feel her emitting murderous intent and sharpness.

"If you draw the girl, I’ll spare you today."

A fifty percent chance. In reality, the odds were quite high. Lu Mian was using this method to tell Xi Mei that her life was now in the hands of the girl.

Jing Heng and Hong Junhua naturally refused, but Jing Pei and Jing Che restrained them, not letting them move.

Lu Mian tossed the paper balls in front of Xi Mei.

"Choose!"

A command, impossible to defy.

If she chose, there was still a fifty percent hope.

If she didn’t choose, with Lu Mian’s destructive aura, Xi Mei believed she could do anything.

On this side, Ye Jinwen was truly taken aback. He cautiously walked over to Ya Ling and gently tugged her sleeve, whispering, "Zero, are you really going to do this?"

In his heart, Ya Ling was still the doctor who healed and saved lives, the light of surgery.

He didn’t want her hands stained with troubles.

Ya Ling lowered her head and glanced at Ye Jinwen’s action, smiling lightly as she withdrew her clothing from his grasp, speaking indifferently, "Ye Jinwen, this is the real me. In two years, I have already changed..."

She had changed long ago.

No longer willing to be slaughtered.

Absolutely unwilling to let those she protected suffer any grievance.

No matter if it went against the ideals she had believed in for the first half of her life, she would do it.

In fact, if Lu Mian weren’t present, she would take a scalpel and stab Jing Heng and Xi Mei dozens or even hundreds of times, watching them in pain, watching them bleed.

In the end, forensic appraisal would only deem it a minor injury.

She absolutely could.

When Ya Ling showed the same viciousness as Lu Mian, Ye Jinwen’s heart trembled fiercely.

It was as if he couldn’t hold onto the girl before him anymore, he tried desperately to hold Ya Ling’s hand.

But Ya Ling naturally dodged, patting Ye Jinwen’s shoulder.

"Don’t persuade us to be kind. You don’t know what we’ve been through, so you don’t understand our willingness to risk everything for each other. You should really think it through."

Ya Ling put her hand down, turning her back to Ye Jinwen.

She was no longer who she once was, capable of saving lives, and capable of taking them. If this went against Ye Jinwen’s moral principles, then they could part ways right now.

Different paths, ultimately, cannot converge.

She did not wait for Ye Jinwen’s response but walked over to Xi Mei, cold and fierce in her eyes, yet smiling with red lips.

She curiously watched as Xi Mei picked a paper ball, witnessing her trembling hands clutching her future destiny.

Ya Ling was impatiently waiting, "Mrs. Jing, open it up, let’s see what’s inside."

Like a curse, the opened paper ball would reveal a completely different fate.

For the first time in her life, Xi Mei desperately hoped for a girl.

This way, both she and the child could survive.

Otherwise...

But when she shakily opened a corner of the paper ball, she saw the character for "field," and Xi Mei was so frightened she dropped the paper like she had seen a beast.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, let me choose again!"

Ya Ling picked the paper ball off the ground, carefully unfolded it, and in a vexing tone said, "Oh, it’s a boy."

If in the past, such words would have been music to Xi Mei’s ears.

But now, all she could do was tremble uncontrollably, along with an insurmountable fear.

"Husband, save me..."

Ya Ling, more interested in drama than in reality, smirked, "Seems even the heavens don’t want to help you."

She casually pulled a scalpel from her bag, the icy blade already seemed to cut into Xi Mei’s flesh.

Xi Mei was both resentful and hateful; why did everyone come brandishing swords and guns?!

Do they even resemble girls anymore?!

Yet she deeply hated how their Chixia Sect, clearly the strongest martial family in Z Country, had ended up like this!

As for her, what had she done wrong?

She had merely taught Sui Yuan a lesson and had not inflicted any substantial harm on her!

What right did they have to treat her and her child this way!

Now, she was only thirty weeks pregnant, the child was premature. If they just took it out... she dared not imagine the consequences.

Deep in thought, Xi Mei found herself unable to control it any longer. With her emotions fluctuating, her belly began to cramp, and liquid started to trickle down her leg.

Looking down, relying on previous experience, she called out to her husband, "Husband, my water broke!"

This surprised Lu Mian, who turned to Ya Ling, raising her eyebrow as if asking what was happening.

Ya Ling shrugged, "Maybe, the child doesn’t want to stay with her either."

These words only infuriated Xi Mei even more.

This could not be blamed on Ya Ling.

If these people saw the scars on Shui Yanmeng’s body, no one would consider this cruel.

You reap what you sow.

If she felt pain and discomfort, hadn’t she considered others might feel pain and discomfort when she tortured them?

Because of Xi Mei’s intense emotions, the child in her belly was facing premature birth. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Ya Ling knew the child was innocent and had never intended to harm it. Medically, a thirty-week-old child could already survive independently.

Her hatred was solely towards Jing Heng and Xi Mei.

Seeing Yuanyuan in such distress, she too, was unable to remain calm.

Since it was fate’s choice, Ya Ling directly had people carry Xi Mei into a separate room, prepared as a makeshift delivery room, handling the sudden situation with calm and composure.

The bloodthirsty glint in Lu Mian’s eyes didn’t diminish but increased, feeling that Xi Mei had truly gotten off easy this time!

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