Chapter 89 - Wang Jinghua

"I....I don't know what you are talking about..." The waitress stuttered as she tried to respond. She tried to struggle away from Ying Yue but was locked into the ground. Ying Yue didn't respond but pressed the blade deeper into her skin just enough to draw some blood.

"Oh sorry I must have pressed too hard....I just have a really hard time controlling my strength you know. So what were you saying again?" Her voice was light as if she was talking about the weather versus life and death. Judging by how she reacted, Ying Yue could tell that she was not a trained fighter. Therefore, she could eliminate assassin or anything similar of the sort. Even if the woman was good at hiding her skills her body would have been trained. However with having her arms behind her back and sitting on her back she could feel a lot of fat. The body wasn't really flexible and genuinely felt like a civilian woman's body with how soft it was. With that in consideration, she was probably someone who was paid off to do whatever tonight without knowing exactly what she was getting into.

"I have no clue what you are talking about...please let me go." At this point Wang Jinghua was shaking and her eyes were filling up the tears. Looking towards the men she tried to give them an innocent look and beg with her eyes. "Please sir I didn't do anything wrong. If I made a mistake I apologize but I really don't know what you are talking about."

Watching her act pathetically made Ying Yue laugh out loud. Turning to Xi Long she made eye contact with him as a smirk formed behind her mask. Keeping the knife against her throat but pressing a little bit harder on the waitress' arms she spoke to him in a teasing tone. "Oh did you hear that, she doesn't know anything. How pitful of her, maybe I did make a mistake." As soon as she said that she could feel the waitress below her get filled with hope. Her eyes were looking ernestly at both of them but it was hilarious to watch for Ying Yue because she knew how quick that hope was going to die.

"So....do you think I made a mistake as well? Should I let her go...? The choice is yours babe." She knew that the camera was still on jinghua but she could care less. Judging by the level of skill involved in this, the model was likely one that records but does not have a live feed. On the off chance someone else could hear her she was determined to maintain a fake relationship with him. It was fun to tease the waitress and whoever watching that she had some sort of extra relationship with the infamous Xi Long. It was entirely against her entire belief and her desire to remain underground but she couldn't help herself. The way the waitress opened her buttons and tried to use her eyes to pathetically gain sympathy from them made her want to restate their relationship. It didn't make her mad or possessive but just feel a need to let the waitress know her place. 'You would think this woman would do more than just beg men when she has a knife against her throat.'

Just as she expected, hearing Ying Yue say babe made the waitress' eyes get wider and her body slightly limp. She still was looking at the men with hope but there was now more hesitation. Xi Long knew her intentions and silently let her do whatever she wanted. Following her lead he perfectly responded back, "Why should you stop? My baby is never wrong, do whatever you want to this ....thing." His eyes had gone cold, there was slight warmth to his tone when he spoke to Xi Long but his facial expression was the opposite. His teasing smile directed at Ying Yue felt like a death sentence to the waitress. She looked at Zhuang Wei but was met with the same cold expression.

"Well then...if you still don't know anything I have no more use for you do I. Pass me your gun babe, I'll make this quick."

"No no please don't kill me!! I- I'll tell y-ou everything please...don't kill me!!!" Satisfied with her answer Ying Yue signalled Zhuang Wei over.

"Come hold her down." Zhuang Wei just silently did as she asked and took her place holding the waitress down. Pulling her up he brought her to a sitting position with her hands behind her back but facing Ying Yue. He used her other hand to keep the blade against her throat making it drip further with blood.

"One scream and I'll slit your throat." Zhuang Wei spoke behind her to emphasize his position. If this waitress had any funny ideas he would end her. Ying Yue made eye contact with Zhuang Wei and nodded with understanding before staring at the waitress. She slowly looked over her body checking for any other suspicious items on her. Reaching over she ripped the couple buttons of her shirt open and as she expected, on the lower one a small camera was there. Taking it between her fingers she looked it over to take in the model information. Thankfully it was a recording device as she guessed. Placing it on the table she used her bowl to smash it into pieces. Once she felt satisfied that it was broken she turned back to the waitress.

"Wang Jinghua....was it?"

"...." The waitress didn't respond immediately but quickly nodded once her arms were pulled more aggressively.

"Now I don't have much patience. I ask once and you answer me immediately. If you lie I'll end you here regardless of what is the truth. Now who sent you?"

"..It was a woman!! I don't know who she is!!! She paid me 3,000 and said all I had to do was put the camera on when I served you."