As Fang Ruoxue finished speaking, the already quiet courtyard seemed to freeze, the air turning rigid in an instant.

Standing beside Fang Ruoxue, Han Xinyue felt her breath catch, anxiety gripping her as she glanced nervously at Yao Rao.

Only she knew—Sun Zhe wasn’t just a thorn in Yao Rao’s heart, he was her inner demon!

What shocked her most was that Fang Ruoxue came here late at night, all to ask her master to deal with Sun Zhe.

Of course, she understood why Fang Ruoxue wanted to go after Sun Zhe. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

It all boiled down to that incident with Fang Jiayun.

Silence lingered like a thin shroud.

Yao Rao spoke: "I will kill him, but it won’t be because of you."

"His life belongs to me alone."

At these words, Fang Ruoxue’s brows knit together, not fully grasping Yao Rao’s meaning.

"Sect Leader Yao, does that mean... you have some past grievances with Sun Zhe?"

Yao Rao gave no answer, stepping lightly off the swing, her dress fluttering with the movement, then turning unhurriedly toward the house.

"It’s late. Please leave."

Watching Yao Rao’s retreating figure, Fang Ruoxue pursed her lips and said, "Sect Leader Yao, you can name your terms."

"No need."

Fang Ruoxue sighed helplessly, glanced at Han Xinyue, and turned toward the front gate.

Han Xinyue followed her, speaking: "Is it because your daughter’s scandal was trending?"

Fang Ruoxue’s eyes burned with hatred as she spoke softly: "It’s all over the city now. Yun’er’s career is ruined—she hides at home, too scared to show herself, crying day and night... If it was your daughter, would you let the one who hurt her go?"

At these words, Han Xinyue quietly pursed her lips, the memory of that night surfacing unbidden.

What Sun Zhe did to Fang Jiayun that night was truly outrageous.

But likewise, Fang Jiayun’s actions toward Ye Qiao were also unforgivable!

"Chairman Fang, have you ever thought that your daughter hurt someone else first?"

Fang Ruoxue unexpectedly laughed and said, "Just like your son Zhou Xiaolong bullies men and women out there, and when he finally gets his payback, you don’t care about fairness—you only want revenge."

Han Xinyue fell silent, thinking of Sun Zhe, the man she loved and hated in equal measure, her heart filled with resignation.

"Xinyue, people are selfish."

"In this world, not everyone cares about fairness. Logic means nothing."

"I just want to protect my family. Whoever harms them, I’ll exact revenge a hundredfold, nothing more."

Han Xinyue said, "I wish you luck."

"..."

...

On the road home.

Fang Ruoxue sat in the car, reclining her head against the seat, deep in thought about how to get back at Sun Zhe.

Just then, the assistant in the front seat turned around. "Chairman, I have good news!"

Fang Ruoxue was impatient, about to snap, but when she saw how flushed and excited the assistant looked, her heart sank.

"What is it?"

The assistant handed her a tablet.

Fang Ruoxue took the device, and as she read the news, her disbelief grew.

"Spirit Crane Pill?"

"It’s really the Spirit Crane Pill!"

The assistant nodded vigorously, eyes shining with heat and emotion, voice choked: "Chairman, heaven has eyes... You’ve searched for the Spirit Crane Pill for over a decade, and now it’s finally here."

Fang Ruoxue drew in a deep breath, murmuring, "I must have it."

"..."

Soon after.

Fang Ruoxue returned home.

She went alone to the underground chamber, entered the password, and opened a heavy stainless steel door.

Inside was a large medical room, fully equipped with all kinds of medical devices.

Each time she walked in, Fang Ruoxue’s heart felt as if stabbed and twisted.

At the center of the chamber lay a man on a broad bed.

The man’s face was drained of all color, pale as porcelain, breaths barely stirring, and only the occasional beat of his heart proved he was still alive.

"Honey..."

Fang Ruoxue’s eyes were rimmed with red, as she moved with heavy steps to the bedside, took his hand, her gaze flooded with tenderness.

"These years you’ve been unconscious, I’ve suffered so much."

"Our daughter’s grown up now—she’s not perfect, but after all, she’s ours."

"I promised you I’d take good care of our child, no matter what."

"Honey, you know what... I found the Spirit Crane Pill today."

"Just wait, in a few days, we’ll be a family again, reunited."

As she spoke, Fang Ruoxue reached out, pulling down the man’s shorts.

That limp thing was like an eggplant struck by frost, but under Fang Ruoxue’s soft fingers, slowly, it started coming to life.

Fang Ruoxue’s pretty face flushed scarlet. She smacked him lightly, not without a teasing pout. "Naughty... even in a coma, you’re still so bad..."

Saying that, she stood up, slowly lifted her skirt, climbed onto the bed, straddling the man’s stomach.

"Honey, can you feel me?"

"When you wake, I’m going to be with you every day—make up for all those years you owe me."

"Mmm... Honey, you’re amazing."

"..."

The assistant sitting up front turned around just then, "Chairman, I’ve got good news!"

Fang Ruoxue grew impatient, about to scold, but when she saw the assistant’s flushed, excited face, her heart sank.

"What is it?"

The assistant handed a tablet to Fang Ruoxue.

Fang Ruoxue took it, looking at the news on the screen, disbelief flickering in her eyes.

"Spirit Crane Pill?"

"It’s really the Spirit Crane Pill!"

The assistant nodded vigorously, eyes damp and hot, choking up, "Chairman, heaven’s finally smiled on us... For more than a decade, you’ve been searching for the Spirit Crane Pill, and now it’s finally here."

Fang Ruoxue took a slow, deep breath, murmuring, "I must get it."

"..."

Not long after.

Fang Ruoxue returned home.

She went alone to the underground chamber, entered the code, and opened a heavy stainless steel door.

Inside was a large medical room, filled with all sorts of equipment.

Every time she walked inside, Fang Ruoxue’s heart felt stabbed through.

On the huge bed at the center of the chamber lay a man.

The man’s face was drained of all color, pale as porcelain, breaths barely stirring, and only the occasional beat of his heart proved he was still alive.

"Honey..."

Fang Ruoxue’s eyes were rimmed with red, as she moved with heavy steps to the bedside, took his hand, her gaze flooded with tenderness.

"These years you’ve been unconscious, I’ve suffered so much."

"Our daughter’s grown up now—she’s not perfect, but after all, she’s ours."

"I promised you I’d take good care of our child, no matter what."

"Honey, you know what... I found the Spirit Crane Pill today."

"Just wait, in a few days, we’ll be a family again, reunited."

As she spoke, Fang Ruoxue reached out, pulling down the man’s shorts.

That limp thing was like an eggplant struck by frost, but under Fang Ruoxue’s soft fingers, slowly, it started coming to life.

Fang Ruoxue’s pretty face flushed scarlet. She smacked him lightly, not without a teasing pout. "Naughty... even in a coma, you’re still so bad..."

Saying that, she stood up, slowly lifted her skirt, climbed onto the bed, straddling the man’s stomach.

"Honey, can you feel me?"

"When you wake, I’m going to be with you every day—make up for all those years you owe me."

"Mmm... Honey, you’re amazing."

"..."