CHAPTER 1789: CHAPTER 1188: LET GO

In a district where control changes hands frequently and uncertainly, there are certainly no police. However, the absence of police doesn’t mean no one will maintain order.

Upon receiving reports, the Security Station in Karuzi was on high alert, deploying all its on-duty personnel. Seven or eight vehicles surrounded the entrance of the market. Although their equipment was somewhat inferior to the main forces of the Allied Army, they were armed with semi-automatic rifles, showcasing the wealth and influence of the Allied Army.

Seeing the security forces arrive, the market crowd slowly grew bolder, gathering at the entrance. Even the shop owner, an old lady, cautiously reopened her shop, tiptoeing out and peering from behind the crowd.

"It’s really Dragon Stone Type, what luck is this?"

"What good is luck? Killing indiscriminately, the Allied Army won’t let him go. Such a large piece of Dragon Stone Type will end up in the hands of the Allies."

"If they dare to do this, it’s not possible they lack strength, right?"

The crowd buzzed and whispered.

It’s a generally accepted fact that anyone daring enough to cause a massacre in the market has the strength. Anyone with a semblance of intelligence could foresee this. But what happened next took many by surprise.

Facing the fully-prepared Karuzi Security Station, one soldier sternly stepped forward, presented a document, and barked, "Get out of my way!"

The security forces looked at each other, uncertain, then hastily withdrew their weapons. Some attempted to apologize, but the soldier ignored them.

"Mr. Jiang, please get in the car."

Under the astonished gazes of everyone around, after openly orchestrating a massacre, two jeeps left with swagger. And the troops that the security station had mobilized?

Of course, they couldn’t leave without accomplishing something.

"What are you staring at?! Get in there and clean up the mess!"

"Are we taking it back or processing it here?"

Inside the moving jeep.

Jiang Chen asked.

The determined effort paid off.

The gift for Pei Yunxi’s parents was ready and more than sufficient. This large piece, hmm, might even yield dozens of sets.

Though a bit dirty, bloodstains can be washed off.

"You opened it, you can keep it for yourself."

The refusal was implicit yet undeniably clear.

"I ran into Uncle, and I haven’t yet apologized to him. It’s only right to send something to compensate."

Pei Yunxi began to question whether something was amiss with her mental state or the other party’s.

Can a person truly have such drastically different personas?

As she got into the car this time, Pei Yunxi forgot to remove her mask. Even though her face was hidden, Boss Jiang seemed to decipher her mental state.

"You are an actor, and a very fine one at that. Your mental strength shouldn’t be this fragile, right?"

Is this really about mental strength?

And is this mental fortitude really that poor?

Want to switch places with someone else and see?

Pei Yunxi was silent, her hands subtly clenching, and after a while, she asked, "When did you become like this?"

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

That sentence.

Though simple.

Held much meaning.

First, it reflected the shock and impact she felt.

Second, it indicated a divergence from her preconceived image of him.

What’s that saying again?

Men love leading noble women astray and persuading prostitutes to reform.

But the earlier massacre had nothing to do with this.

"Do you think what I did was wrong?"

Jiang Chen asked calmly.

Pei Yunxi wasn’t a saint. Upon seeing those vendors harbor malicious intents, she realized they’d pay a price for their greed, yet she never anticipated the price would be so grave.

"Killing wasn’t necessary."

Her words reflected her stance, not thinking Jiang Chen was wrong, but that such punishment was excessive and overdone.

"Punishing evil and promoting good, eradicating evil entirely. I gave them chances, not just once; it was their choice."

Pei Yunxi couldn’t argue.

Indeed.

She witnessed it herself.

The other party had tried ’grinning and bearing it.’

When I try reasoning, you act rogue; when I decide to react rogually, you can’t turn around and start reasoning.

Otherwise, it simply wouldn’t make sense.

"If they had returned your money just now, would you have really walked away?"

Pei Yunxi finally turned her head to look at him.

Jiang Chen gave a faint smile.

"I knew they wouldn’t return it."

He didn’t directly answer but still provided one.

Very honest, honest to the point of being chilling.

In truth, sometimes, women don’t necessarily want men to be so forthright.

A murderer won’t reveal their crimes to their family. Necessary concealment is actually a form of protection, yet Pei Yunxi had a direct and clear feeling that since coming to Myanmar, this man seemed to be shedding his disguises step by step before her.

...

This description might be a bit inappropriate, but that’s what it means.

"So you did it on purpose."

Jiang Chen was bewildered, "What?"

"To scare me."

Pei Yunxi looked away, fixing her gaze ahead, and continued speaking.

Jiang Chen was amused and calm as he asked, "Why would I want to scare you?"

Why?

The answer was obvious.

To show off his masculinity, to declare his dominance, to tell everyone that those who follow him prosper and those who oppose him perish.

This is the same principle as spending a fortune in upscale shopping centers.

Except, the difference lies in.

The overwhelming power of life and death authority is undoubtedly more shocking and oppressive than financial generosity, making it easier for women to submit.

Or rather.

Yield.

So it’s really worth mentioning.

It’s not just idle imagination.

This possibility does exist.

Although their relationship was no longer simple, during that one time, someone was completely passive, confused.

Not every man likes to be pursued; if given the choice, in this game of tactics between men and women, men definitely prefer to initiate the charge, especially the stronger the man, the more so.

Being pursued and pursuing someone else give entirely different senses of accomplishment.

This applies to both sides.

"Be careful not to play with fire and get burned."

"What fire, what burn?"

Jiang Chen didn’t understand her meaning, he wasn’t playing dumb; it was truly because Pei Yunxi’s words were too profound.

"If a tiger raised in a zoo eats someone, it will be executed immediately, because it will find the taste of flesh irresistible, its beastly nature will be awakened, and it will continue to endlessly attack humans."

Jiang Chen furrowed his brows.

A little bit convoluted.

But he seemed to have grasped something.

"Are you worried I’ll turn into a bloodthirsty demon?"

Why are murderers frightening?

Because once they cross that line, there are no more obstacles in their hearts; practice makes perfect. Soldiers are striking examples.

Did they kill as casually as slaughtering chickens from the start?

Definitely not.

It’s just that their hands have been stained with so much blood, they’ve become numb.

Numbness is a terrifying state.

As Pei Yunxi said, it can make people lose their humanity and awaken their beastliness.

Really, don’t mention it.

When he had just graduated, he would never have been so indifferent as to say that word ’kill-them,’ even if those people deserved to die.

Back then, when he saw Bai Haoran self-harming in front of him, he was so frightened it made his heart skip a beat.

Unknowingly, change had quietly occurred.

Pei Yunxi didn’t respond.

Jiang Chen also suddenly fell silent.

Would he truly gradually become a devil who loses his humanity?

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but ponder.

A healer cannot heal himself.

Such a question, no matter how smart a person is, they definitely can’t give themselves an answer, but one thing.

Nobody knows how terrifying his wealth has become now.

In the face of such immense wealth, not having lost himself should be enough to show that his heart is still quite resilient... right?

Jiang Chen admitted his changes.

But a person’s change is a persistent life evolution process that will accompany them throughout their life, like death, no one can escape it.

"If I really become that kind of person, it would indeed be terrifying."

Jiang Chen suddenly murmured, then, naturally raised his arm, passing it through his seat, placing it on Pei Yunxi’s hand back.

Isn’t this already relishing the taste?

"So you have to remind me often when you’re around."

Often around.

Rearranging the word order.

Isn’t it "often around you"?

Staying silent at the market doesn’t mean acceptance due to the environment, the fact is, whether someone indiscriminately slaughters for ulterior motives or not, at least did not scare the nation’s goddess from an ordinary family.

"Let go."