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Chapter 4229: No Tricks

Ni Hanzhi, her throat clutched, could only slightly turn her face to look at Qiao Mu. After a great struggle, she gritted her teeth and spoke in broken, intermittent words, "You! You actually..."

"Shut up!" Qiao Mu unceremoniously raised her hand and slapped her hard on the top of her head. "One more word of nonsense, and I'll cut out your tongue."

Long Xiangyun, a bully only within her own circle, could truly only be handled by Qiao Mu.

Upon being roared at by Her Royal Highness Qiao, Miss Long instantly became somewhat timid.

Although she wished she could gnash her teeth, knowing her life was currently in someone else's hands, she finally acknowledged reality and obediently shut her incessant mouth.

Qiao Mu looked up at Long Hui, saying impatiently, "Well? Do you still need to consider?"

If before, it was merely that she disliked the Dragon clan, now, Qiao Mu could be said to have absolutely no good feelings towards them.

When she heard Aoye report that Long Hui was using her mother's life soul projection as a threat, Qiao Mu felt a surge of anger rush to her head.

If not for the last vestiges of reason telling her that these two individuals might be her maternal cousins, perhaps the moment she first met them, she would have extended her sharp claws and torn apart this verbose woman before her.

These despicable individuals, daring not to face her openly, repeatedly schemed in the dark, acting with sinister malice.

If they had an ounce of respect for Long Chuyun in their hearts, they wouldn't have used her life lamp projection to threaten her today.

Thinking of this, the last remaining bit of so-called blood ties in Qiao Mu's heart was incinerated by the consuming rage.

Her five fingers tightened, clenching Long Xiangyun's throat.

Even from a distance, Long Hui could hear his sister's neck bones faintly creaking, sending shivers down his spine.

"N-no, no, no!" Long Hui quickly extended a hand, desperately trying to steady his breathing and emotions, and cried out, "Cousin, please, please stop!"

"My patience is very limited," Qiao Mu's beautiful eyes, cold to the bone, revealed glimmers of icy cold light.

"Throw the life lamp projection over, and don't play any tricks! Otherwise, I'll choke your sister to death right now, tear out her soul, turn her into a mechanical puppet, and make her guard my mother's memorial tablet for all eternity, kowtowing in atonement!"

Long Hui felt a chill spread through his heart.

Long Xiangyun, even more, broke out in cold sweat, a rare trace of terror appearing in her eyes.

Long Hui cupped his hands in the air towards Qiao Mu, bowing. "Cousin, we have no ill intentions whatsoever. We merely resorted to this tactic out of desperation because we wished to see you, and it was not out of disrespect for Aunt!"

"SHUT UP!!!!" Qiao Mu roared.

Who wants to listen to your endless babbling?

Do you think you, as you are now, have the right to bargain with me?

Utterly ridiculous!!!

Long Xiangyun's mouth gaped open slightly in horror. She felt the small hand clutching her neck, its five iron-like fingers seemingly deeply embedded in her flesh.

Mo Lian saw his wife losing control of her emotions, simultaneously anxious and furious. His gaze, fixed on Long Hui, was so cold it seemed to drip with icy water.

"Kill—" He had only uttered two words.

A panicked cry interrupted him repeatedly.

"No, no, no, no!! Here's the token." Long Hui no longer dared to utter another word of nonsense. He quickly extended his hand and threw the round, jade-like token towards Qiao Mu.

Mo Lian raised a hand and caught the jade token, his cold eyes sweeping a glance towards Long Hui.

The latter felt only a chilling, sharp pressure from his gaze.