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"September 12th. Rain. After the plan was leaked, there was no longer any room for manoeuvre. Although Jiang Hao has locked me up in this place, a person like him will definitely not let me off easily. To him, anything that could threaten his rights would be annihilated by him. In order to prevent himself from carrying the notoriety of killing his brothers, Jiang Hao would not openly make a move against me. But from what I know of him, I believe that his killer will soon come to me and pretend to commit suicide. I prepared to escape through the secret passage in the study tonight. I placed this notebook at the opening of the secret passage, if I were to fail in my escape, I hoped that someone would be able to see this diary in the future and let them clearly see Jiang Hao's ugly face. "Jiang Li's handwritten letter."

On a sunny autumn day, Li Xiaojun felt chills down his spine as he looked at this diary.

This Jiang Li should be Jiang Hao's little brother. It seemed that his attempt to escape had not been successful. Although he had successfully escaped the Jiang Clan, it was clear that Jiang Hao knew this secret passage and had already sent people to wait for him at the exit. Jiang Li walked out of the passage, and what welcomed him was actually Jiang Hao's assassin.

Furthermore, the reason why Jiang Li left this diary was so that Jiang Hao's shameful deeds would be exposed to the light of day. Even if he died, he would not allow his brother, the head of the Jiang Family, to sit down safely.

Brothers, brothers by blood.

Li Xiaojun heaved a long sigh. He never thought that such a wealthy family would hide such a tragic tragedy. It seemed that Jiang Ming was the one who knew the truth, which was why he made a move against Jiang Hao.

Li Xiao Jun felt her stomach churn.

When Li Xiaojun returned to the Jiang residence, he was in a very bad mood. This place was no longer as luxurious and comfortable as it was in the beginning. Only an incomparably heavy truth was placed on his shoulders. Right now, in the entire Jiang manor, the only reason Li Xiaojun could continue to stay was because of Jiang Wanling.

Right now, the only thing Li Xiao Jun wanted to do was to cure Jiang Hao's illness as soon as possible so that Little Bell would be free from Jiang Ming's surveillance. Although Jiang Hao had tried to kill his own biological brother, looking at how Jiang Wanling's legs had recovered, Jiang Hao could tell that he still loved his daughter. No matter what, it was still better than letting Little Bell live under Jiang Ming's surveillance forever.

At night, just like yesterday, Li Xiaoyan came to Jiang Wanling's room. Like an elder brother, he accompanied her while she drank black tea, ate biscuits, and chatted until she fell asleep on her bed.

Li Xiao Jun sat on the side of Jiang Wanling's bed, looking at her sleeping face, and lightly sighed. Such an angelic girl was born in such a place filled with open rivalry and covert strife, to the point of becoming a sacrifice in a power struggle. It allowed the young girl's most beautiful years to pass under the icy watch of her family.

Li Xiaojun swore that no matter what, he must free Little Bell from this haze.

Jiang Wanling's breathing was steady and soothing, and her chest rose and fell gently. Clearly, she was fast asleep.

Li Xiao Jun quietly stood up and walked towards the door.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black figure flash past the window.

Li Xiaojun was like a hound as he vigilantly looked towards the window. Outside the window, everything was quiet. Nothing had happened.

Could he have seen wrongly?

Li Xiaojun held the needle in his hand and moved towards the window step by step.

The window was empty.

Li Xiao Jun sighed and took the needle back into her bosom. It seemed that she had been too nervous recently.

Li Xiao Jun left Jiang Wanling's room and lightly closed the door.

Not long after Li Xiaojun left, a figure fell from the window.

Li Xiaojun did not see this person climbing up to the top of the window. At this moment, he quietly jumped into Jiang Wanling's room from the window.

Jiang Wanling was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

That person tiptoed over to Jiang Wanling's bedside, took out a pistol with a silencer, and pointed it at the sleeping Jiang Wanling.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a huge force pulled him behind it.

That person was shocked. Someone had appeared behind him without him noticing? Just as he was about to resist, he felt a numbing sensation on his neck. All the strength in his body was sucked out of his body and he fainted.

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he saw Li Xiaojun's eyes that were as cold and sharp as knives.

After an unknown period of time, this person woke up. He discovered that his limbs were securely bound. The man looked around. He was in a basement.

This basement was the one that Jiang Ruo had "detained" when Li Xiao Jun had disguised himself as an old beggar.

The man struggled. His limbs were bound so tightly that he could not move at all. He heard the sound of footsteps and looked up to see Li Xiaoyan's frosty face.

"Listen, I'll only ask you once." Li Xiaojun asked, "Who sent you to kill Jiang Wanling?"

"…" The man did not answer, but only moved his jaw slightly.

Li Xiao Jun was shocked, she quickly went forward to support that man's chin. It was too late. The man had bitten through the poison he had hidden in his mouth.

Li Xiaojun quickly pierced nine needles into the man's throat, sealing his heart and Qi channels.

The poison acted so quickly that the man twisted in pain. However, with Li Xiaojun's needles protecting his life, he would not be able to die for a short period of time.

Li Xiao Jun coldly looked at him, saying, "Truly amazing. If you fail, you kill yourself. Is this the professional accomplishment of your kind of assassins?"

The man's face contorted in pain, but he was still alive.

"I might as well tell you that it will be three hours before you die from the needle I gave you." Li Xiao Jun's voice was very calm, without a single trace of emotion, "In other words, this pain will last for another three hours before you die."

That person had no time to respond to Li Xiaojun's words. The poison corroded his facial features, and the intense pain caused him to begin to struggle.

"Do you want to die happily? Simple. Tell me who sent you. "

The man gasped for breath with his mouth wide open. However, he was unable to issue any kind of business information.

Li Xiaojun said, "What? Louder?"

"..." Ginger... "Bright...!" The man gritted his teeth, and spat out Jiang Ming's name word by word.

Li Xiaojun sneered, he was not the least bit surprised.

"Sorry, I've never killed anyone before. If I pull out the needle now, you're going to die. What's the difference between killing you and this? I'm sorry, you should enjoy yourself. " After Li Xiaojun finished, he left the basement in big steps, locking the door from the outside.