C35 Nongshi Qiang Returns to the Manor

The enemy had set up an inescapable trap in a strange place called "Hell" to capture that person's child. This was all in order to catch them, these Chinese ability elites with unique skills, to carry out a crazy plan to create demons.

The people that Qiu Yin led were almost annihilated. Fortunately, that person appeared at the most critical moment and rushed into hell with one slash. He sacrificed himself in hell to protect them from escaping.

"Hurry up!"

At the crossroads of hell, that person stood there with a long sword in his hand. His entire body was covered in blood, and the time bomb at his waist was flashing as he tried to force her and her companions to leave.

She and her companions were saved, but that person would never be able to return … She wished that she was the one who had died so that she would not have to live with guilt.

"Sigh …"

It was only until the moment when the metal door closed after Wei Yi left that Qiu Yin regained his senses. He let out a soft sigh and dragged the heavy alloy chain back into the coffin.

After she calmed down, she discovered that she had not repaid Wei Yi's kindness in the slightest. Next time, maybe she should teach him some special abilities or at least tell him the reason why he could hear her strange voice coming from the basement.

This time, after giving Qiu Yin food, Wei Yi did not send any more food on the second day. This was because Nong Shiqiang was about to return to the villa, so for safety's sake, he decided not to send them off.

As for why Qiu Yin was able to stay in the secret room for such a long time without eating or drinking, although Wei Yi didn't ask, he had looked up the information online these few days and roughly guessed the reason.

Maybe it was because Qiu Yin had a special ability, or maybe he had cultivated the martial arts in her mouth to a very powerful level.

On the internet, it was said that when one reached a very strong level in Chinese martial arts, they could eat nothing but water.

Although she did not eat anything in the secret room, she did not lack water. There was a lot of water beside the mysterious coffin, which was enough for Qiu Yin to use to maintain the water in her body.

Another possibility was that Qiu Yin knew immortal arts.

There had always been immortal arts in China, and it was said that in ancient times, when someone cultivated an immortal technique to a very powerful level, they could turn the clouds and turn the rain with a flip of their hands, and they were called gods.

This was probably the real reason why Nong Shiqiang was locked up so that he could get the secrets of the Immortal technique from her mouth. No matter what the reason was, life and death would always be the dream of rich people no matter how long they lived.

With regards to Qiu Yin's plight, Wei Yi could only sigh. He was powerless to do anything.

He was only an ordinary killer, and because of Quan Wanyi's matter, he couldn't even guarantee his own life, much less go and save someone.

As for the pervert, although it held a lot of sympathy for the beauty, after hearing Wei Yi's description of the mysterious woman, it did not encourage Wei Yi to save her.

It was true that Nong Shiqiang should be slashed into pieces, but the other people in the manor were innocent.

Qiu Yin's impact on Wei Yi was not small, causing him to yearn more and more for China. The female killer that Wei Yi killed also wished for him to go there before he died.

Time passed by quickly as he thought, and soon, it was time for Nong Shiqiang to return to the villa.

That morning, at 10 o'clock, after Uncle De received the call, he hurriedly brought a large group of bodyguards to pick up Nong Shiqiang from the airport.

Nong Shiqiang's business trip this time seemed to be very smooth sailing. When he returned, his face was red as he chatted happily with his precious daughter in the hall.

After lunch was prepared, Wei Yi also entered the dining table. This was Nong Shiqiang's request, he could only fulfill it.

On the dining table, Nong Shiqiang pretended to be serious as he looked at his daughter and asked, "Did you make things difficult for Wei Yi and your aunt while I was gone?"

"No, I've been working very hard during your absence. I've been studying with my aunt all day, and if you don't believe me, you can ask my aunt." Nong Xuejia pouted and replied, but his eyes was looking straight at Wei Yi.

Wei Yi pretended not to see it as he ate his own food. The scene of Qiu Yin being humiliated in the secret room surfaced in his mind.

Nong Shiqiang's family lived on top of her, talking and laughing. No wonder her heart was filled with such grievance, and she couldn't wait to eat Nong Shiqiang.

Qiu Yin's imprisonment made Wei Yi understand: On the surface, Nong Shiqiang was a benevolent father, a successful businessman, but he was secretly a ruthless person, he had to be on guard, to prevent himself from being sold by and still foolishly counting the money for him.

Wei Yi sighed in his heart. If Nong Shiqiang's dark side were to be known by and Juliet, he wondered what they would think.

"Since you have performed so well, I will reward you well this time around." Nong Shiqiang dotingly looked at his precious daughter, her loud voice bringing Wei Yi back to reality from the moment he lost his body.

"Really? You said it yourself, you're not allowed to go back on your words! " Nong Xuejia's eyes lit up.

"When has your father ever lied to you? Say it, your father will fulfill both of your wishes." Nong Shiqiang was magnanimous.

"Then is what you promised me before you left a wish?" Nong Xuejia said excitedly.

"Not really." Nong Shiqiang smiled bitterly. He knew that his precious daughter had always talked about conditions with him so clearly. He didn't know if she had inherited his business brain, or if she had tried to maximize the benefits.

"Then bring me my gift first!" Nong Xuejia said happily.

"Normally you wouldn't be so anxious about your present, but today you're being very positive." Nong Shiqiang laughed and looked at De Shu.

De Shu understood and immediately turned around to walk towards the gift room.

After a while, Uncle De and his servant brought a few boxes to the dining table.

Seeing the gift, Nong Xuejia couldn't wait and immediately took a few boxes from Uncle De's hands. He opened them on the dining table, and only opened a corner of the box, not allowing Wei Yi to see the entire process.

After he finished looking at the presents, Nong Xuejia excitedly handed over a few boxes to his aunt. After that, he carried two boxes and placed them in front of Wei Yi, his face slightly red as he said, "I had always misunderstood you.

Nong Xuejia's face was full of sincerity. She knew that such an old-fashioned person like Wei Yi, if you casually gave him a present as a gift, he would definitely accept it.

Wei Yi was startled, his heart rippled. He did not think that Nong Xuejia would give him a present, it was the first time in his life that he had received such a gift.

"I'm sorry, but the organization has a rule that I cannot accept your gift." Wei Yi rejected the gift he received for the first time since he was young.

When Wei Yi said this, the atmosphere on the table immediately became awkward. Everyone looked at Nong Xuejia, worried that she would be angered and go on a rampage.

"It's just a small gift, take it." Juliet rushed to the rescue.

"That's right, Wei Yi, just keep it. My daughter and Madam told me to help you look for this." Nong Shiqiang also felt that Wei Yi was too arrogant, refusing to even look at what a present was. She really did not give him any face.

Wei Yi shook his head, he stood up and nodded, and said: "Madam, boss, I'm full, I should go back to my room to work."

This time, the villa was extremely quiet. Other than Nong Xuejia, everyone could feel that a storm was coming.

Instead, he opened the gift box as if nothing had happened, and muttered to himself: "Sigh, since you don't like it, then I can only give these two things to Bart, he should like them."

With that, Nong Xuejia took out a simple dagger from the box. He took the dagger out from the sheath and lightly flicked his finger on the blade.

"Clank …" A metallic sound echoed. Jon and the others looked at the dagger. Their eyes lit up. They didn't want to move away.