Chapter 104: Kill
Feng Ming felt victory was within his grasp.
Shen Zhuo’s gland was still dormant, and his limbs only possessed enough strength for walking.
Feng Ming’s heart beat more violently, and a frantic irritability rampaged through his chest, urgently seeking an outlet.
All his resentment was about to be unleashed.
Imagining Shen Zhuo as obedient as a dog, Feng Ming couldn’t stop his wild ecstasy.
“What are you dazing off for!”
Feng Ming pushed the controller even higher.
Shen Zhuo turned his head sideways, looking at the command center on the projection, which had descended into even greater chaos.
“If you don’t obey, Du Xun’s life will be—!”
Shen Zhuo’s gaze cut across him.
Or perhaps, it was just a faint glance, devoid of any fluctuation.
The pupils beneath his lashes were darker than ever before.
Like a deep, terrifying abyss.
Clearly devoid of any emotion, yet it froze the blood in one’s veins.
Feng Ming’s voice came to an abrupt halt.
He looked at his own hand in horror.
Without realizing it, he had taken the gun from his pocket and placed it in his palm.
Then, he raised it.
As if offering it to Shen Zhuo.
Feng Ming wanted to pull back, but his body wouldn’t obey his commands.
Instead, he stretched his hand further forward.
Feng Ming screamed in panic:
“What did you do to me! Shen Zhuo!!”
Shen Zhuo paced forward and methodically took the gun from his palm.
“You should have listened to your mother and not touched me.”
“Perhaps then you’d still have a way out.”
Shen Zhuo slowly pressed the gun against Feng Ming’s forehead.
Feng Ming’s eyes vibrated, and his whole body shook; his raspy voice was distorted by his screaming:
“You… how can you move! Isn’t your ability [Listening Heart]?!”
Shen Zhuo racked the slide and clicked off the safety.
“What kind of thing are you?”
Sitting in the chair, Feng Ming was a head shorter than Shen Zhuo.
The boy looked down from above, his eyes lowered.
His original cold divinity instantly transformed into something demonic.
It wasn’t the look of someone looking at a human.
It seemed that a life meant nothing in his eyes.
“I gave you face, Feng Ming.”
The boy actually hooked the corner of his mouth slightly; that faint smile was like ice and snow suddenly melting.
It made the boy’s cold face instantly become bright and moving.
Except for the slight red glow emanating from those black pupils, which would prevent anyone from mistaking him for an angel.
But in Feng Ming’s eyes, it was nothing but a demon grinning.
“Shen Zhuo!! You can’t kill me!!”
Feng Ming wanted to struggle, but his body stood up uncontrollably.
Then, his knees crashed to the floor as he knelt.
Shooting Feng Ming dead would certainly relieve hatred.
But that would be letting him off too easily.
Shen Zhuo squatted in front of him, moving the muzzle from his forehead to his eye.
Watching the Alpha’s pupils tremble in fear, Shen Zhuo tilted his head, his smile deepening.
“Shen Zhuo… Shen Zhuo! I… let me go! I can promise not to touch you!!”
The muzzle slowly moved down again.
This time, it landed on Feng Ming’s opening and closing mouth.
The barrel was stuffed directly between the Alpha’s lips.
Feng Ming’s mouth was forced open, and he made urgent muffled sounds.
“Try saying another word.”
Shen Zhuo’s voice held no inflection.
For a moment, aside from Feng Ming’s terrified, whimpering gasps, there was truly no other sound in the room.
Only then did Shen Zhuo continue moving the muzzle down.
Until it pointed between Feng Ming’s legs.
Just then, the door was suddenly opened.
Chu Baixian stood outside, frowning sternly:
“You cannot kill him.”
Shen Zhuo glanced sideways indifferently.
He noticed that Chu Baixian’s long hair had been cut short.
Clean and sharp; he actually looked a bit like an Alpha now.
The next second, looking straight into Chu Baixian’s eyes, he pulled the trigger.
“!!!”
Feng Ming’s face twisted and deformed, his eyes splitting with rage. Before his scream could even come out, Shen Zhuo controlled him to shut his mouth.
His entire body shook like chaff.
But not a single sound could be made.
Blood seeped through the trousers between Feng Ming’s legs.
Shen Zhuo blew on the scalding muzzle, retracting his gaze to look at Du Xun’s movements on the monitor:
“Why should I listen to you?”
On the screen, the doctor said everyone needed to leave to give Du Xun space to rest.
So, after Du Xun was lifted onto the sofa, he was the only one left in the command room, resting with his eyes closed.
Fortunately, various deputy commanders on the battlefield took over the work, preventing the battle from failing.
But Du Xun did not get better; the pain in his gland was even more intense than the electric shocks from before.
It made it impossible for him to retain even a shred of reason.
He could only tightly clutch the necklace around his neck.
Holding it to his nose, he greedily inhaled the concentrated pheromones on it.
Baby…
Where is his baby?
Just as Du Xun tried to get up to search but accidentally rolled off the sofa.
The side door of the command room quietly opened.
A rich scent of Epiphyllum pheromones was released.
An Omega entered quietly and walked quickly towards Du Xun.
Holding his arm.
…
“Hahahaha…”
Feng Ming was covered in cold sweat, his face pale as paper.
But seeing Shen Zhuo’s shocked eyes, he laughed maniacally and recklessly:
“Shen Zhuo, you can keep your chastity for Du Xun, but can he?”
“That took me a long time to find—an Epiphyllum pheromone gland. The compatibility with Du Xun…”
Feng Ming grinned: “Is 99 percent.”
Feng Ming laughed: “Do you think, in this situation, he will mistake my Qingqing for you?”
Shen Zhuo’s fingers clenched abruptly.
Qingqing—Xun Qing.
The one beside Du Xun was Xun Qing.
But he saw the face of the Omega on the screen; it was eighty percent similar to his own.
Boundless fury was suppressed the moment it exploded.
Anger would not help the current situation; it would only confuse his thoughts.
Shen Zhuo’s throat was dry and painful, his entire mouth feeling sticky: “You are truly willing to sacrifice him, even though he’s carrying your child.”
On the screen, Xun Qing’s abdomen was flat, showing no signs of pregnancy.
Shen Zhuo held back the urge to kill Feng Ming instantly, forcing himself to calm down.
Feng Ming definitely still had valuable intelligence.
At the very least, Feng Ming was involved in the entire plan.
“Qingqing understands. The child’s rank wasn’t high, so we simply aborted it! Once he carries Du Xun’s child… once Mother’s plan succeeds, I will be the Emperor of the next generation!!”
Feng Ming’s smile suddenly became eerie and hideous. He laughed rampantly a few times before glaring at Shen Zhuo:
“He married me, so he should do everything to fulfill my wishes! To look like you, he underwent plastic surgery eighteen times. Look, doesn’t he look very much like you?”
Shen Zhuo took a deep breath.
He hadn’t expected these people to be this crazy.
Crazy enough to discard even the last shred of humanity like worn-out shoes.
Ethics and dignity could all be used as stepping stones.
Shen Zhuo stiffly turned his neck to look at the screen again.
This was a conspiracy against him and Du Xun.
And it had been planned for a very long time.
But he had faith in Du Xun.
Du Xun would not fail to recognize him.
The scent of Epiphyllum pheromones in the air grew stronger.
The high compatibility provided temporary relief from the pain.
Du Xun instinctively craved deeper soothing from those pheromones.
The Omega held his arm, deliberately exposing the tender patch of skin at the back of his neck.
Submissive obedience, a hidden seduction.
Du Xun’s vision was blurred:
“Baby…”
“Is that you…”
Everything before Du Xun’s eyes was unclear.
The damage to his gland had already made his mind less clear than usual these past few days.
And his condition today seemed even more severe.
Du Xun couldn’t see the person in front of him clearly.
Gradually, he saw the person’s features as Shen Zhuo’s.
The person he loved most.
His Epiphyllum.
“Baby…” Du Xun’s voice was deep. “Call me, will you?”
Xun Qing’s eyes lit up.
A gleam of calculation flashed in the eyes hidden beneath his lashes.
“Of course, Baby…”
Xun Qing had never heard the intimate terms Shen Zhuo and Du Xun used, so he subconsciously used the nickname Du Xun used for him.
Du Xun beckoned to him, his attitude becoming even gentler:
“Come closer, let me mark you.”
Xun Qing unbuttoned two buttons and obediently half-knelt in front of Du Xun.
Revealing delicate skin and exquisite collarbones.
Xun Qing’s figure had been maintained to look eighty or ninety percent similar to Shen Zhuo.
Submitting to the Empire’s strongest Alpha wasn’t actually that hard to accept.
But just as Xun Qing exposed the gland on his neck, preparing to accept Du Xun’s mark.
He suddenly felt a hand on his neck.
Xun Qing thought it was a caress, but the next moment his eyes widened violently, and he turned his head with difficulty—
Du Xun narrowed his eyes, the whites covered in bloodshot veins.
His chest heaved violently, the unbearable pain making the veins on his forehead bulge. He looked like a demon.
His buttons were torn open, and his tie hung loosely around his collar.
The Alpha sat on the sofa just like that, lazy and cold.
His large, powerful hand choked the Omega’s neck.
The sinister and cold-blooded look in his eyes was like mountains and seas being annihilated.
“Trying to impersonate my wife.”
The Alpha’s voice carried a murderous intent never seen before: “As if you are worthy.”
Xun Qing never thought Du Xun would actually want to kill him. He panicked immediately, prying at Du Xun’s hand, struggling blindly:
“Du Xun! Let go! I am the Second Prince’s Consort! If you kill me, you will pay with your life!”
On the screen, the man’s lowered gaze was incredibly cold.
It was an expression filled with malice that Shen Zhuo had never seen before.
The hand gripping Xun Qing’s neck did not loosen; instead, it tightened further.
Shen Zhuo’s heart skipped a beat.
He seemed to understand everything Feng Ming had planned.
But at this moment, even if he shouted at the screen, he couldn’t make Du Xun stop.
Shen Zhuo watched helplessly as Xun Qing lost his life bit by bit in Du Xun’s hands.
Turning into a voiceless corpse, collapsing limply onto the ground.
Du Xun pulled out many tissues to repeatedly wipe that hand, then stood up, swayed a few times, and walked out.
Shen Zhuo’s gaze landed on Xun Qing, whose eyes were still open in death, but his thoughts were interrupted by Feng Ming, who suddenly burst into loud laughter.
“Hahaha, Shen Zhuo! You lost! Mother is the winner! You can only be our dog!!”
Feng Ming’s body was still controlled, so he couldn’t clap for the success of the plan. He could only look at Chu Baixian with pleasure:
“Congratulations, Commander-in-Chief Chu. From today on, the military is yours.”
Outside the door, Chu Baixian looked indifferent, showing no excessive joy.
Feng Ming didn’t care. He continued:
“As for Du Xun, he killed Qingqing. He killed the Imperial Consort. He will be sent to court and finally executed.”
“A life for a life, a blood debt paid in blood.”
The control over Feng Ming seemed to lessen.
He stood up bit by bit.
The blood beneath him dyed his trousers red.
But on Feng Ming’s face, there was only the thrill of revenge.
“You lost, Shen Zhuo.”
He enunciated each word, speaking with exceptional clarity:
“Your Du Xun, starting from now.”
“Is a murderer.”
Feng Ming laughed maniacally, seemingly forgetting the pain for a moment.
From the very beginning, they never intended for Xun Qing to return.
The preparation from the start was that Du Xun would kill the person impersonating Shen Zhuo.
The preparation from the start was to send Du Xun to the guillotine.
To make Xun Qing do this willingly, Feng Ming didn’t tell him the truth.
Instead, he promised that when Xun Qing returned, he would become the Empress.
Now everything was progressing so smoothly.
All developments were under their control!
Du Xun was defeated, Shen Zhuo was defeated.
He, Feng Ming, was the future King!
He should be the one—
“Bang——!!”
A gunshot pierced the silence of the room.
Feng Ming’s body froze abruptly, all movement stopping.
A bloody hole appeared on Feng Ming’s forehead. Shen Zhuo blew the smoke from the barrel and turned the gun towards Chu Baixian.
The sound of the Alpha falling behind him was like a pile of dead meat slapping against the floor.
Chu Baixian narrowed his eyes.
He heard the boy’s voice ring out, devoid of any emotion.
“Starting from now,”
Behind the gun, Shen Zhuo was expressionless:
“I am a murderer too.”
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Translator’s corner: These two are couple goals. Ride or die. Loyal and devoted no matter what. Huhu ~
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