An Aura of Death on Both Mother and Daughter

"Congratulations to you two, this knife is excellent!" Lin Hong Yu smiled like a warm spring breeze, utterly amiable.

Just looking at her appearance and smile, anyone would feel she was kind and approachable, without the arrogance of other prestigious wealthy family madams, very easygoing, and her words were pleasant to the ear.

"Thank you, this knife is indeed very good." Jiang Han Yan smiled faintly, but her nerves were stretched to their limit.

She sensed Lin Hong Yu's killing intent. The most terrifying kind of person was like this: smiling sweetly on the surface, but stabbing you in the back.

Moreover, Lin Hong Yu had killed Dou Dou's mother and didn't even spare a child; she was clearly not a kind person. Today, she and Lu Chen had stolen Lin Hong Yu's daughter's thunder, likely incurring trouble.

But this knife was beneficial to Lu Chen. Even if it meant offending Lin Hong Yu, they had to seize it. Enhancing their strength was the most important thing.

Ji Feng pursed her lips tightly, her small, sallow face cold and ruthless, her eyes looking at them as if they were dead. Anyone who displeased her would not live to see the sun tomorrow.

It had always been like this since she was little; her mother would resolve everything for her.

These two made her extremely uncomfortable. They shouldn't hope to see the moonlight tonight. Ji Feng's eyes grew cold, reverting to her state of looking at ants.

Lin Hong Yu smiled faintly, took her daughter's hand, and left. She didn't say goodbye, because they wouldn't be meeting again.

Tonight would be the death anniversary of these two.

Lin Hong Yu was chatting with others, and Ji Feng was extremely impatient. She disliked having too many people around; the air would smell foul, making her very nauseous.

Lu Chen opened the box. Inside was the military dagger, and a bone-chilling aura of death assaulted them. Jiang Han Yan recoiled a few steps; she couldn't quite bear it, but Lu Chen wasn't afraid. He cultivated a pure yang technique, so this bit of killing intent was like a tonic to him.

Pure yang restrains yin and evil qi, just like a cat eating a mouse. To humans, mice are pests, and everyone tries to kill them, but to a cat, mice are a delicacy. The aura of death was also an excellent tonic for Lu Chen.

Every cell in Lu Chen's body cheered. He ran his hand over the military knife, and the killing intent on the knife shrank back in fear, wanting to escape. Lu Chen channeled enough Dantian Qi, and all the killing intent in the knife was sucked into his Dantian. The bone-chilling coldness on the military knife vanished without a trace, turning it into an ordinary knife.

"Let's go. Be careful tonight."

Jiang Han Yan pulled him along. Lin Hong Yu might have sent her subordinates to intercept them; they had to be vigilant.

"Nothing will happen."

Lu Chen smiled faintly, stopped, and said to Jiang Han Yan, "Wait a moment."

Jiang Han Yan was startled, then saw Lu Chen walk towards Lin Hong Yu and her daughter. She was a bit bewildered; what was this guy trying to do?

Lin Hong Yu was talking to someone else, her peripheral vision catching Lu Chen. She didn't understand his purpose, so she simply ignored him and continued to chat and laugh happily.

"Madam Lin, I didn't know it was you earlier, please forgive my offense."

Lu Chen lowered his posture. A businessman, after all, must know when to bend and when to extend.

"Is there something you need?" Lin Hong Yu smiled faintly, a hint of smugness in her tone.

She thought this bumpkin Lu Chen truly didn't recognize her. Otherwise, how would he dare openly confront her on her home turf in Hu Cheng?

For the past ten years, if Lin Hong Yu claimed to be second in Hu Cheng, no one would dare claim to be first.

Lu Chen hunched his back a little more, but still maintained an unpretentious demeanor. He presented the military dagger with both hands, smiling, "Ignorance is no sin. Please, Madam Lin and Miss Ji, don't blame me. I'd like to offer this military dagger to Miss Ji."

Ji Feng's cold expression softened a little, and she felt that this Lu Chen was quite sensible. After all, he was just a bumpkin; it was normal for him not to recognize her. He probably went to ask others just now, which is why he ran over in fear to offer a gift as an apology.

Mainly because Lu Chen was very handsome, and Ji Feng also appreciated good looks. She hated ugly people, and even more so those who opposed her. Neither type was qualified to live.

Three minutes ago, Lu Chen belonged to the second type and was on Ji Feng's death list, but now, Ji Feng crossed his name off the list, even finding him somewhat pleasing to the eye.

No one understood her daughter better than her mother. Lin Hong Yu saw at a glance that her daughter's anger had subsided and wanted to spare Lu Chen's life, so she smiled and said, "You're too polite. Since you've spent so much money, it wouldn't be right for me to take it for free. I'll have the fund return the money to you later."

"No need to return it. This is my sincere apology to Miss Ji; how could I accept the money back?" Lu Chen still smiled unpretentiously, his words pleasant. Ji Feng was completely appeased, her small face saying, "If I tell you to accept it, just accept it! Why so much nonsense!"

"Yes, thank you, Miss Ji. Thank you, Madam Lin."

Lu Chen immediately changed his tone. He had already absorbed the killing intent, and the four million one hundred thousand yuan was back in his hands. It was time for him to take his leave.

In Jiang Han Yan's hand was a check for four million one hundred thousand yuan returned by the fund, the very check she had signed earlier, which the fund's people then politely returned.

"Did you sell the military dagger to Lin Hong Yu?" Jiang Han Yan asked curiously.

"I intended to give it as a gift, but Lin Hong Yu insisted on giving me money, so I reluctantly accepted it." Lu Chen's eyes were full of cunning.

Jiang Han Yan snorted. His calculations were so loud they could be heard in heaven. With Lin Hong Yu's status, how could she accept something for free from an unknown nobody?

"Didn't you say the killing intent on the military dagger was beneficial to you?"

"Already absorbed it all. Let's go!"

Lu Chen's face was full of smugness. Otherwise, why would he have given up the military dagger?

Jiang Han Yan's mouth twitched. No wonder he was willing to give it up. This stingy man was becoming more and more like a cunning merchant.

Lu Chen pulled her and quickly walked to the parking lot. After starting the car, he sped away.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Han Yan grew more worried the more she thought about it, asking, "Lin Hong Yu will definitely discover the abnormality of the military dagger. By then, we'll have offended her even more terribly."

"We've already offended her, so let's just offend her thoroughly."

Lu Chen snorted softly. Earlier, several cars were following them, clearly sent by Lin Hong Yu. But those cars suddenly turned around and left, probably having received new instructions not to act against them anymore.

Since they had already offended her, there was nothing to fear. He also had to get back the four million one hundred thousand yuan; that was his wife's hard-earned money, not a single cent could be missing.

"Then you better cultivate well to protect me," Jiang Han Yan teased.

"Nothing will happen!"

Lu Chen glanced at her, then focused on driving, his tone extremely firm.

He would absolutely not let anything happen to the person by his side!

Jiang Han Yan smiled. She wasn't that scared either. Sooner or later, they would have to confront Lin Hong Yu. A little sooner or a little later made little difference. Since they had offended her, they might as well fight!

"Lin Hong Yu and Ji Feng, mother and daughter, both seem to be practicing dark arts; they have a very heavy aura of death about them," Jiang Han Yan revealed her discovery.

Especially Lin Hong Yu, the aura of death on her was as thick as a dead person's. But this aura of death couldn't be sensed by ordinary people; only cultivators could perceive it. Moreover, she had spatial spiritual energy, making her particularly sensitive to this aura of death. Earlier, sitting behind the mother and daughter, Jiang Han Yan felt particularly uncomfortable, like the smell of rotting corpses, too unbearable.