Chapter 428

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Chapter 428: The Bloodstained Amulet of Peace

“However, this is not a difficult task.”

Baili Jing said calmly, “Even if it’s a special team, they are not necessarily united, let alone a reserve team that has only been established for a little over a month? As long as we offer enough benefits, it won’t be hard to make them shut up.

Moreover, your application to join the team has long been withheld by your father. As long as the document isn’t signed, you are not a member of the reserve team, and you aren’t even a night watchman right now. They have no right to interfere in the matters of the Baili family.

It is said that the captain of that reserve team, Lin Qiye, is a smart person. Whether to choose a useless person who has lost the support of his family or to choose the full support of the entire Baili family, I believe he will make the right choice.”

Baili Pangpang was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes as he weakly smiled.

“What are you laughing at?” Baili Jing frowned and asked.

“I thought it was some brilliant plan, but it seems it’s nothing more than this…” Baili Pangpang chuckled, then suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face pale as he spoke, “Even if all your arrangements are flawless, as long as Qiye is still alive, as long as he remembers me, you are destined to fail!

You underestimate Lin Qiye too much!

Qiye would never give up on me.

Once he knows the truth, he will definitely turn the entire Baili Group upside down. He will make the whole Baili Group pay for my demise!”

Baili Pangpang laughed happily.

Even if his entire life was a plaything for others, at least he had something that belonged to him.

He had someone he could trust absolutely.

This was Baili Pangpang’s only counterattack in nineteen years.

“You don’t even know what humanity is,” Baili Jing scoffed, shaking his head. “As long as the benefits are great enough, humanity cannot withstand the test.”

Baili Pangpang sneered, “You don’t know what brotherhood is, what it means to be… comrades!”

Baili Jing looked at Baili Pangpang’s smiling face, his frown deepening, his expression gradually darkening.

“You think that just because you’ve been a night watchman for a few years, you can lecture me? What are you? A useless person, just a scapegoat for the Baili family!” He flipped his hand, and the jade-green glove in his hand transformed into a short green sword that he gripped tightly.

“I’ve never liked you since we were kids. A scapegoat, yet you act like an older brother, lecturing me at every turn. If I make a mistake, you expect me to ask Father for leniency? Look at you, smiling foolishly every day, do you really think you’re someone important?

You’re just a dog, a pig!

Every time I see your silly, grinning face, I want to tear it apart and see if you can still laugh then.”

Baili Jing’s lips curled into a cold arc, his golden-rimmed glasses reflecting white light as he plunged the jade-green short sword into Baili Pangpang’s face, slowly slicing it open…

Baili Pangpang’s face contorted in agony, his teeth clenched tightly as he stared at Baili Jing, refusing to utter a word!

Streams of blood oozed from between his teeth, mingling with the blood flowing down his face, dripping onto the ground and pooling into a crimson puddle.

Moments later, a horrifying gash appeared, starting from the lower eyelid of his left eye and slicing down to his right jaw, flesh torn and blood gushing.

Baili Jing sneered, raising the short sword again, just as he was about to continue cutting when the office door slowly opened…

Creak—!

Baili Jing frowned and turned his head.

Baili Pangpang, covered in blood, stiffly turned his neck. His lips had lost all color as he saw the figure standing at the door, his pupils suddenly constricting.

“Dad…” A hoarse voice escaped from his throat.

Yes, everything that just happened was Baili Jing’s one-sided story! What if he was deceiving himself?

What if all of this was a sinister plot by Baili Jing?

Even if the truth was as Baili Jing said… what if Father softened his heart? After nineteen years of being father and son, surely there would be some memories left in his heart, right?

Was he here to save him?

A faint glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

At that moment, Baili Xin, impeccably dressed in a suit and exuding a calm demeanor, stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over the two of them. He paused for a moment at the blood pool beneath their feet, his brow slightly furrowing.

“Why hasn’t it been dealt with yet? We have two minutes until it starts.” He ignored the bloodied Baili Pangpang and fixed his gaze on Baili Jing, his deep voice echoing in the office, as if questioning him.

Baili Jing immediately spoke respectfully, “I’m sorry, Father, it will be done soon!”

Baili Xin walked into the room with a blank expression, stepping over the blood pool, and walked straight to the desk. He picked up his phone from the table and put it in his pocket before turning to leave the room.

“Be careful, don’t dirty the floor.” His voice drifted back.

Click—!

The door closed again.

Baili Pangpang stared blankly at the closed door, the last glimmer of hope in his heart shattered.

Confusion, anger, unwillingness, despair… these emotions flooded his mind. His heart felt as if it had been violently torn apart, an unprecedented pain enveloping him.

The pain from his face being cut was nothing compared to this pain.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t even looked at himself once.

What… exactly was he?

What had his life amounted to?

For the past nineteen years, the familial love he thought existed, the family he believed in, was nothing but a fleeting illusion, nothing but self-deception…

What little lord of the Baili family, what nonsense about being the heir to the group, all of it was a joke.

He was merely a plaything of the colossal Baili Group.

“It seems I can’t waste any more time. Tsk, if it weren’t for the bad luck of dying at home, I wouldn’t have let you live this long…” Baili Jing turned to look at the grotesque scar on Baili Pangpang’s face, shaking his head with some regret. “I wanted to see what it would be like to completely mar your face…

But this is enough.

Dying in such a state suits your identity, doesn’t it? Hahaha…”

He suddenly thrust the jade-green short sword forward. When the tip touched Baili Pangpang’s body, it seemed to hit something, but the next moment, the tip pierced through that barrier and plunged straight into Baili Pangpang’s heart!

Baili Jing twisted the jade-green short sword with force!

Baili Pangpang’s heart shattered into pieces.

Blood trickled from the corner of Baili Pangpang’s mouth onto the ground, his pupils began to fade, and all bodily functions ceased. Moments later, he completely stopped breathing.

Baili Jing casually pulled out the jade-green short sword, discarding Baili Pangpang’s corpse on the ground like trash. He carefully checked for his pulse and breathing, confirming he was completely dead before putting away the short sword, nodding in satisfaction.

“Farewell…”

He glanced at Baili Pangpang’s corpse, turned, and walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.

Crimson blood flowed from Baili Pangpang’s body, pooling into a vast sea of blood. A shattered wooden plaque slid from his chest, landing atop the blood pool and breaking into two halves.

“Step by step to success,” “Longevity,” “Everything goes smoothly,” “Wealth and prosperity,” “All evils retreat”… It was a wooden peace talisman engraved with wishes, with the words “Baili Xin” neatly carved on the back.

The blood completely soaked the wooden plaque, staining the characters blood-red…

After a long while,

A faint white light emanated from Baili Pangpang’s abdomen.

There lay a jade ruyi, glowing softly.