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Chapter 4617: 5.0369 She Wants Her to Die a Horrible Death

What unavoidable reasons, what compelling motives to go along?

It was nothing but selfishness. This selfishness had been hidden deep in her heart for a long time. It stemmed from her vengeful nature, from her very dark desire for retribution.

Yes, she wanted that woman to die a horrible death! She wanted to dig her out of her rat hole, grind her flesh into fragments, and then execute her by slow slicing…

Qiao Mu pulled out a vine whip, forcefully smashing a rock blocking her path. She ran all the way to the beach, took a deep breath, and exhaled. Hatred, when buried in the heart, was truly annoying. But this person was her enemy across two lifetimes; if she didn't exact revenge, she would be letting down all the suffering she endured in her previous life. And even more so, she would be letting down the unbridled freedom of this renewed life.

Who said one must repay malice with virtue? Who said that person was an idiot? Where in this world was there so much divine light, so much kindness and virtue? She just wanted to personally end this long-standing feud, to bring closure to her past and present lives, and to give herself a clear and definitive accounting. Why should she not retaliate after being fooled for two lifetimes? This score, from her past and present lives, she would settle with Mu Qingya.

Now, she had no more patience to play cat and mouse with this woman. She wanted to crush her, right now, this very moment, not willing to wait another second.

Qiao Mu suddenly turned around, her cold eyes fixed on the dozen or so four-winged, three-eyed harpies standing behind her. A mocking sneer curled at the corner of her lips. As expected, they still hadn't given up and wanted to take her away. It wasn't in vain that she waited for them here; her wait wasn't for naught.

The instructions Mu Qingya gave these harpies were probably… to capture her at all costs and bring Qiao Mu back!

[It doesn't matter if she's injured, even severely injured is fine! As long as she still has a breath left, that's enough.]

Bang! The cabin door was violently kicked open, the entire movable wooden panel crashing inward into the cabin, shattering into several pieces. Gong Songfeng led a group of people into the cabin, the silver ghost mask on his face reflecting a cold glint.

"Who told you to set up an ambush on your own initiative?"

"Who told you to send out the mutated three-eyed harpies and Number Sixteen?"

"Mu Qingya, I need your explanation. If you don't have a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for being heartless and merciless, and for severely punishing you for violating organizational rules."

Mu Xiaoxue, who had been leaning by Mu Qingya's soft couch, was startled by the aggressive demeanor of the newcomers. She quickly stood up and timidly called out, "Mother."

Mu Qingya soothingly patted her hand, slowly pulling the silk gauze outer garment draped over her shoulders. She calmly swept a glance at Gong Songfeng, then smiled faintly and gracefully rose, bowing. "Hall Master Gong, why such a big temper?"

"I did this, of course, because… I have an edict in hand." Mu Qingya offered Gong Songfeng a slight smile. She raised her hand and took out a rolled piece of silk paper from her sleeve. "If Hall Master Gong doesn't believe me, you are welcome to inspect it personally."

Gong Songfeng took the silk paper Mu Qingya handed him and quickly scanned it. When he looked up again, his gaze was incredibly sharp as he stared at her, gritting his teeth as he forced out a few words, "Your methods are indeed impressive."

"Hall Master Gong flatters me," Mu Qingya smiled, placing the silk paper back into her sleeve, and looked up at Gong Songfeng.