Let You Die Clearly!

As the headquarters of the "Dingsheng Group," thousands of white-collar workers usually clocked in here on weekdays. However, since today was Sunday, there weren't many people around.

Only a few corporate slaves were working overtime...

Ning Wangshu cast a Concealment Incantation on himself, then silently infiltrated the Dingsheng Building.

But when he reached the office with the Deputy General Manager's nameplate outside, he carefully sensed the area and found no one inside.

Although Ning Wangshu couldn't project his spiritual sense outward right now, his ability to perceive his surroundings was still intact. Whether someone was inside or not, one quick scan made it crystal clear.

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"Since it's Sunday, it looks like that guy probably didn't come to the company. No matter, I'll find a chance to catch one of these people here alone and use the Soul Searching Technique on them to find out what this Xu Yiming actually looks like..."

Ning Wangshu mused to himself.

Then, he waited patiently off to the side.

After who knows how long.

When he spotted a pudgy, bald man walking out of an office, apparently heading to the restroom, Ning Wangshu quickly followed.

A moment later.

Seeing that the man had indeed entered the restroom and that no one else was inside, Ning Wangshu immediately formed a hand seal and placed his palm on the man's head!

A faint, ghostly light flickered across Ning Wangshu's palm.

The man's expression instantly went blank, lifeless...

Before long.

Ning Wangshu withdrew his hand, a glint of delight in his eyes. "I didn't expect this guy to be a high-ranking executive at Dingsheng Group. What's more, he frequently goes to a certain club with that surnamed Xu."

"I'll head to that club later and try my luck, see if that Xu is there. If he's not, I'll just have to come back tomorrow and check if he's at the company..."

With that thought, Ning Wangshu quietly slipped out of the Dingsheng Building...

Over ten minutes later.

Ning Wangshu arrived at the entrance of the club called "Yundian," where Xu Yiming often went.

With the Concealment Incantation still active, Ning Wangshu easily entered the club without anyone else noticing.

Since he wasn't sure if Xu Yiming was actually here, he had to search around. He tailed waitstaff one by one as they entered private rooms...

But after spending over two hours at the Yundian Club, having checked nearly every private room, he still hadn't found any trace of Xu Yiming.

Just as he was about to give up and leave, planning to come back tomorrow to see if he could run into Xu Yiming at the Dingsheng Building, he suddenly caught sight of a "familiar" figure walking down the corridor ahead.

That person looked exactly like the Xu Yiming he had "seen" through the Soul Searching Technique from the Dingsheng Group executive's memories!

However, to make sure he hadn't mistaken the person, Ning Wangshu didn't act rashly.

Moreover, in Ning Wangshu's view, if this really was Xu Yiming, killing him silently like this would be letting him off too easy...

So, Ning Wangshu simply followed behind him and entered a private room together.

"Young Master Xu, would you like... to order something first?"

A nearby waiter asked respectfully.

Xu Yiming waved a hand. "No rush. I'll order once the friend I invited arrives..."

"Alright, alright. Then... Young Master Xu, please wait here a moment. I'll go bring you a pot of tea first. If you need anything, just call me anytime!"

The waiter said.

"Hmm."

Xu Yiming nodded faintly.

Once the waiter had left, Ning Wangshu suddenly dispelled the Concealment Incantation on himself, revealing his form, and spoke: "Xu Yiming?"

Hearing someone call his name right beside him, Xu Yiming was startled and instinctively turned his head to look.

When he saw a person sitting next to him, he jumped in fright. "You... who are you? When did you come in? Why didn't I see you just now?"

Xu Yiming stared at Ning Wangshu with a mix of shock and uncertainty.

He even started to wonder if he had seen a ghost. When he came in, he clearly hadn't seen anyone inside. And if someone had been there, the Yundian Club's waiter wouldn't have brought him to this room.

After he entered, until the waiter left, he hadn't seen anyone else come in either. In fact, aside from when he entered and the waiter left, the door to the room hadn't opened again.

So where did this person in front of him pop out from?

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Xu Yiming became. Could he really have run into a ghost??

Watching Xu Yiming's flustered and unsettled expression, Ning Wangshu gave a faint smile. "It seems I didn't mistake you. You really are Xu Yiming."

Hearing this, Xu Yiming forced himself to calm down and stared at Ning Wangshu. "You... are you a person or a ghost?"

Ning Wangshu glanced at him sideways and said coolly, "What, are you afraid of ghosts? Have you done so many bad things that you're scared of one coming to your door?"

Picking up on the implication in Ning Wangshu's tone that he wasn't a ghost, Xu Yiming steadied himself a bit.

But then he frowned and said in a low voice, "Who exactly are you, and where did you come from? I don't seem to know you, do I?"

"Ha. You don't know me. But I imagine the names Zhang Lanfang and Ning Ruoxuan aren't too unfamiliar to you, are they?"

Ning Wangshu said unhurriedly.

Xu Yiming froze, somewhat suspicious, apparently not recognizing the two names Ning Wangshu had mentioned.

But soon, as if suddenly remembering something, he let out a startled cry: "You mean that woman and her daughter I hit and killed that day?"

"What relation are they to you?"

Ning Wangshu said darkly, "Zhang Lanfang, the woman you ran over, was my mother. Ning Ruoxuan is my younger sister. Now do you know who I am?"

"So you're that woman's son. What do you want coming to see me today?"

"I'll give you one piece of advice—you and your sister had better obediently sign that Letter of Understanding, or else... humph humph, I can't guarantee what might happen to you and your sister next!"

After learning Ning Wangshu's identity, Xu Yiming wasn't afraid at all. In fact, his attitude was quite arrogant.

This was the Yundian Club, the premier high-end establishment in all of Linchuan City, with countless security personnel outside. One shout from him and security guards would come rushing in.

So he wasn't worried about what Ning Wangshu alone could do to him.

Unfortunately, he had no idea what kind of person he was facing right now!

And his arrogant attitude, especially the threats in his words, angered Ning Wangshu.

Ning Wangshu's gaze instantly turned cold.

At the same time.

A bone-chilling coldness almost instantly filled the entire private room, turning it into the dead of winter. The piercing chill made Xu Yiming's entire body stiffen, unable to move a single muscle!

"Even now, you still dare to threaten me? You really don't realize death is upon you!"

Ning Wangshu spoke in an icy tone. "If this had just been an ordinary traffic accident, and you had been sincere in your attitude—apologized properly, admitted your fault, and then served your sentence obediently—"

"Then even if I felt resentment in my heart, I wouldn't have gone so far as to do anything to you."

"But unfortunately, the one thing you absolutely should not have done was show no remorse whatsoever, threaten my sister, force her to sign that Letter of Understanding, and even send two thugs to try and assault her!"

Saying this, Ning Wangshu let out a light breath and continued darkly, "I could have made you die silently, without awareness or sensation."

"But I thought that would be far too easy on you. It wouldn't let you truly experience the terror of death's approach!"

"So I revealed myself, let you see me, and told you all this—so you would clearly understand how you die, why you die, and when you will die!"

Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, Xu Yiming became agitated. He seemed to struggle desperately to say something, but found he couldn't move an inch or make a single sound.

This filled him with immense terror and panic.

Watching his reaction, Ning Wangshu gave a faint smile and said slowly, "Don't bother trying to move or make any sound."

"Even if I haven't activated my pressure against you, a mere wisp of my aura is enough to completely bind you, leaving you unable to move or utter a sound!"

Finished speaking, Ning Wangshu suddenly stood and slowly walked over to Xu Yiming, then opened one palm.

The next moment, a small sword about the size of a palm, shimmering with flowing light, appeared in his hand, spinning in midair. It was none other than his lifebound artifact—the Wangshu Sword!

Seeing such an unbelievable sight, Xu Yiming's eyes widened in shock, filled with utter incredulity!

Ning Wangshu glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "See this? It's called a Flying Sword. Seeing this, you should understand that I'm no ordinary person."

"So you don't need to doubt anything I say."

"The reason I'm showing you this is to tell you that in three days, you will die! And I will also seal away this memory of what just happened."

"After I leave, you won't remember anything that occurred."

"Until... the Curse Seal I planted inside you is triggered at the appointed time. In that moment before your death, this sealed memory will return."

"Then you will recall everything that happened today and die in regret and agony..."

Ning Wangshu's words filled Xu Yiming with utter terror.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have believed Ning Wangshu's words, dismissing him as a madman.

But having witnessed the Flying Sword appear in Ning Wangshu's palm, and being unable to move a single muscle or make even the slightest sound... he couldn't doubt Ning Wangshu's words at all.

Seeing the terror and pleading in Xu Yiming's eyes, Ning Wangshu smiled.

This was exactly the effect he wanted!

The next moment, Ning Wangshu withdrew the Flying Sword from his palm and, right before Xu Yiming's eyes, formed a hand seal.

In an instant.

A strange curse seal emitting a deep ghost light materialized out of thin air in Ning Wangshu's palm...

"Watch closely! In three days, this is the curse seal that will kill you! Once triggered, you will suffer pain like Ten Thousand Ants Gnawing at the Heart, until you can bear it no longer and die completely."

"And no matter how you struggle, you will be just like now—unable to move an inch or make a sound, only waiting for death to descend amidst endless agony..."

As he spoke, Ning Wangshu slowly pressed the curse seal in his palm into Xu Yiming's body.

Watching the seal approach him and then silently sink into his flesh, Xu Yiming's face was filled with desperation and terror. He struggled with all his might.

But it was all futile...

And Ning Wangshu revealed a smile.

His smile, as Xu Yiming saw it, was like the grin of a demon!

"Now, I will seal away the memory of this moment. Go on, enjoy your last three days of 'ignorant' life."

"Three days from now, you will recall all of this—and at the same time, your agonizing death will descend upon you..."

As his words fell, Ning Wangshu once again formed a hand seal and sent it into Xu Yiming's brow!

The next moment, Xu Yiming's body jolted, and a dazed look suddenly flickered in his eyes.

As for Ning Wangshu, he had already concealed his form once more and silently slipped out of the private room.