Chapter 318: Don’t Leave

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Don't Leave

Seventeen's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes instantly reddening as she turned her head away. "Now you think of the child. Why didn't you think about the child back then?"

"I..." Yang Chen closed his eyes in pain, and after a long time, he said, "At that time, my mind was like a mess, I couldn't control myself."

"Hmph," Seventeen sneered coldly. "Couldn't control yourself? Did you even try to control yourself? I really feel sorry for my child, because he had a father like you. He was gone before he was even born."

Yang Chen's body stiffened, feeling a prickly sensation on his scalp. If someone else were present, they could probably see the veins bulging on his forehead.

"Gone... gone?"

"Do you think I could survive an explosion and falling into the sea without a scratch?" Seventeen's emotions were slightly out of control, and she angrily questioned him.

The room fell silent again, as quiet as death. Yang Chen's mind filled with memories from the past, and his eyes reddened instantly.

On the vast blue sea, waves surged mightily. A stolen military warship was slowly sailing into international waters, a defiant steel beast with sharp edges glinting in the sunlight.

On the forward deck of the warship, a large group of burly men of various skin colors, wearing different outfits, all looking fierce and murderous, had been gathered together. Their faces were full of anger and hatred. There were at least fifty or sixty of them, all glaring intently at a young man lounging lazily in a chair in front of them.

Behind the young man stood several officer-like figures, their faces solemn and respectful, clearly treating the young man as their leader.

"Since you took money from others to come after my people, you should have expected this day to come. So, don't look at me with such dissatisfied eyes. I'm giving you the opportunity to kill me together, and I won't even use a machine gun on you. You should be grateful. I suggest you start quickly," the young man said with a smile.

One of the burly white men shouted angrily in German, "Only a small squad of the Blazer Mercenary Corps participated in the operation. Why did you have to hunt us all down to the last person? Even our families at the headquarters were not spared!"

"You're nothing but a bloodthirsty demon, using a flimsy excuse to satisfy your lust for blood!" another burly man said furiously.

"As a strong man, didn't you feel ashamed when you swung your knife at women and children?"

"You will face retribution."

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, which gleamed with a cold, blood-red light. "I told you to attack, not to talk!"

In an instant, the young man left his seat, and the next moment, he was already in the midst of the crowd! The two burly men who had just spoken suddenly had their heads struck by an enormous force, exploding into two clouds of blood mist!

Immediately after, the young man's body, like a whirlwind of death, spun and weaved among the fifty or sixty captives, leaving behind a scene of severed limbs and body parts.

Blood flowed like a river, and the crimson liquid seeped into the ocean from the deck.

After killing everyone, the young man revealed a satisfied smile, took out a white silk handkerchief to wipe his hands, and turned back to the cabin. Just then, a young woman in a light blue dress walked onto the deck. She glanced at the pool of blood in front of her, furrowed her brows, and said to the young man, "Thirteen, stop killing. Haven't you killed enough?"

Thirteen paused in his steps. "Dear Seventeen, it's not that I haven't killed enough, but there are always people who want to die."

Seventeen shook her head in pain. "Three years ago, you told me you wanted to destroy Zero and then live a life without killing. But now, why do you still want to kill even after destroying Zero? Those people didn't provoke you, and their families certainly didn't! Thirteen, you weren't like this before!"

Thirteen smiled nonchalantly. "Seventeen, do you remember when I asked you why you liked to wear blue dresses all year round?"

The seductive woman laughed gleefully, "Though our alliance to kill you has failed, making you live with the pain of losing your beloved woman and child is our victory!"

Before Thirteen could unleash his fury on them, the superhumans leaped into the sea, smashing into the rocks and turning into blooms of blood, consumed by the waves.

Thirteen collapsed to his knees on the cliff, staring blankly at the ever-swirling sea. The unforgettable look in Seventeen's eyes that night she left resurfaced in his mind.

The blood-red light in his eyes gradually faded away.

Bringing his thoughts back, Yang Chen looked at the woman in front of him, his expression filled with complex emotions.

"Making you go through all that and losing the child... It's understandable that you wouldn't want to see me alive. I really don't deserve to be seen by you," Yang Chen's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he gave a bitter smile. "But knowing you're alive, I'm already very grateful."

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"Leave. Meeting you today is the last time we'll ever see each other," Seventeen stood up, expressionless, and smoothed her disheveled hair.

Yang Chen trembled as he rose to his feet, his heart feeling like it was being gnawed by worms and bitten by snakes, causing a searing pain. He looked at the woman in front of him, not even a foot away. "Seventeen, I know, no matter what I say, it's useless. When you fell into the sea, I suddenly understood a lot of things. It's a pity that when you were by my side, I didn't understand."

"Stop. I don't want to hear it," Seventeen rejected coldly.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly. "Do you know? When I returned to Yanxia this past year, I met a woman who reminded me a lot of you. Her appearance, her personality, her way of speaking, most of all her eyes—I once thought she was sent by the heavens to replace you. But then I realized, she is who she is, and you are you. You are Seventeen, and no one can replace you."

Yang Chen silently turned around, biting his lip as if making a firm decision. He took a step, ready to leave.

"Thirteen!"

Seventeen suddenly called out.

Yang Chen turned around, staring at her in a daze. At some point, a layer of mist had formed in Seventeen's eyes. Suddenly, she threw herself into Yang Chen's arms, hugging him tightly!

Yang Chen was momentarily stunned, but then he understood what was happening. His heart warmed, and he gently held the woman who was trembling and shedding tears in his arms.

"Don't go!"

"Seventeen!"

Hearing the sorrowful murmur, Yang Chen felt a pang of sadness. Just as he was about to say something comforting, he suddenly sensed something was wrong!

How could it be?!

Seventeen slowly stepped back from Yang Chen, taking two steps away. Her face, still familiar and tear-streaked, now held a playful and mocking look as she gazed at him.

Yang Chen dumbly looked down. There, in his chest, a gold-threaded dagger had been plunged in!

A delicate and tragic bloom of blood silently unfurled on Yang Chen's chest!