Dingsheng Building
As the headquarters of Dingsheng Group, the building was usually filled with thousands of white-collar workers. But since it was Sunday, there weren't many people around.
Only a few overworked office drones were putting in overtime...
Ning Wangshu had cast a Concealment Incantation on himself, then slipped into Dingsheng Building without a sound.
But when he reached the office marked "Deputy General Manager," he carefully sensed the area and found no one inside.
Although Ning Wangshu could no longer extend his Divine Sense, he could still sense his surroundings. It was easy to tell whether anyone was inside.
It's Sunday. That guy probably didn't come into the office today. No matter. I'll find a chance to catch someone here alone and use Soul Searching Technique on them. Then I'll find out exactly what that Xu Yiming looks like...
Ning Wangshu thought to himself.
Then he waited patiently nearby.
After who knew how long,
he saw a chubby, bald man walk out of an office, apparently heading for the restroom. Ning Wangshu hurried after him.
A moment later,
when the man indeed entered the restroom and Ning Wangshu confirmed that no one else was inside, he immediately formed a hand seal and placed his palm on the man's head!
A deep Ghost light flashed across Ning Wangshu's palm.
The man's expression instantly turned blank and vacant...
Before long,
Ning Wangshu withdrew his hand, delight in his eyes. "I didn't expect this guy to be a senior executive at Dingsheng Group. What's more, he often goes to a club with that Xu fellow."
"I can try my luck at that club later and see if Xu is there. If he isn't, I'll have to come back tomorrow and see whether he shows up at the office..."
With that, Ning Wangshu quietly left Dingsheng Building...
A little over ten minutes later,
Ning Wangshu arrived at the entrance of a club Xu Yiming often visited, called Yundian.
With the Concealment Incantation cast on him, Ning Wangshu slipped into the club without anyone noticing.
Since he didn't know whether Xu Yiming was there, he could only search around, taking the opportunity to follow the servers into one private room after another...
But after spending more than two hours at Yundian Club and searching nearly every private room, he still hadn't found Xu Yiming.
Just as he was about to give up and leave, planning to check Dingsheng Building tomorrow to see if he could find Xu Yiming there, he suddenly spotted a "familiar" figure coming down the hallway ahead.
That person looked exactly like Xu Yiming, the man Ning Wangshu had "seen" in the senior executive's memories after using Soul Searching Technique!
Still, to make sure he had the right person, Ning Wangshu didn't rush to act.
Besides, in Ning Wangshu's view, if this man really was Xu Yiming, killing him without a sound would be far too easy on him...
So Ning Wangshu simply followed the man into a private room.
"Young Master Xu, would you like me to bring you anything to start?"
A server beside him asked respectfully.
Xu Yiming waved a hand. "No rush. I'll order once the friend I invited gets here..."
"Of course, of course. Then please make yourself comfortable, Young Master Xu. I'll bring you a pot of tea. Just call me if you need anything!"
The server said.
"Mm."
Xu Yiming nodded casually.
After the server left, Ning Wangshu suddenly dispelled the Concealment Incantation and appeared. "Xu Yiming?"
Hearing someone call his name from beside him, Xu Yiming froze and instinctively turned to look.
When he saw someone sitting next to him, he jumped in fright. "Y-you! Who are you? When did you come in? How come I didn't see you just now?"
Xu Yiming stared at Ning Wangshu, his expression full of suspicion.
He even wondered if he was seeing a ghost. He clearly hadn't seen anyone in the room when he came in. And if someone really had been inside, the Yundian Club server wouldn't have brought him to this room.
After he entered, he hadn't seen anyone else come in—not even after the server left. Apart from when he and the server had entered and exited, the door hadn't opened at all.
So where had this person come from?
The more Xu Yiming thought about it, the more terrified he became. Could I really be seeing a ghost?
Looking at Xu Yiming's uncertain, slightly panicked expression, Ning Wangshu smiled faintly. "Looks like I didn't get the wrong person. You really are Xu Yiming."
At that, Xu Yiming forced himself to calm down and stared at Ning Wangshu. "Are you... a person or a ghost?"
Ning Wangshu shot him a sidelong glance. "What, are you afraid of ghosts? Have you done so many bad things that you're afraid one might come after you?"
Hearing that Ning Wangshu didn't sound like a ghost, Xu Yiming calmed down a little.
But then he frowned and asked in a stern voice, "Who exactly are you, and where did you come from? I don't think I know you."
"Heh, you don't know me. But I'm sure the names Zhang Lanfang and Ning Ruoxuan aren't strangers to you, are they?"
Ning Wangshu said unhurriedly.
Xu Yiming froze, looking suspicious. He seemed not to recognize the two names Ning Wangshu had mentioned.
But soon, as if something had suddenly occurred to him, he cried out, "You mean the woman I hit and killed, and her daughter?"
"What's your relationship to them?"
"The Zhang Lanfang you hit and killed 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 with me?"
"I'll give you some advice. You and your sister had better sign the Letter of Understanding for me like good little lambs. Otherwise... heh. I can't guarantee what might happen to you or your sister!"
After learning Ning Wangshu's identity, Xu Yiming wasn't afraid at all. If anything, he was downright arrogant.
This was Yundian Club, one of the most prestigious clubs in all of Linchuan City. There were countless Security personnel outside. All he had to do was call out, and security would rush in immediately.
So he wasn't worried that Ning Wangshu could do anything to him on his own.
Unfortunately, he had no idea who he was dealing with!
His arrogant attitude, especially his threatening words, enraged Ning Wangshu.
Ning Wangshu's eyes immediately turned cold.
At the same time,
a bone-chilling cold filled the entire private room in an instant. The room seemed to turn into the depths of winter. The icy cold froze Xu Yiming in place, leaving him completely unable to move!
"Even now, you still dare to threaten me? You really don't realize you're standing at death's door!"
Ning Wangshu said coldly. "If this had been an ordinary car accident and you'd shown genuine remorse—apologized, admitted your fault, and served your sentence like you should—"
"Then no matter how angry I was, I still wouldn't have gone this far."
"But of all the things you could have done, the one thing you shouldn't have done was show no remorse at all. You even threatened my sister and forced her to sign a Letter of Understanding. You went so far as to send two thugs to try to assault her!"
Ning Wangshu let out a light breath, then continued, "I could have killed you without a sound, without you ever knowing."
"But I thought that would be far too easy on you. You wouldn't even get to experience the terror of death drawing near!"
"That's why I showed myself and told you all this. I want you to know exactly how you'll die, why you'll die, and when you'll die!"
Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, Xu Yiming grew frantic. He seemed to strain to say something, but found that he couldn't move a single muscle or make a sound.
Terror and panic overwhelmed him.
Watching his reaction, Ning Wangshu smiled faintly and said slowly, "Don't even think about moving or making a sound."
"Even without using my full pressure against you, just a wisp of my aura is enough to completely bind you, leaving you unable to move or make a sound!"
With that, Ning Wangshu stood up and slowly walked over to Xu Yiming. Then he suddenly opened one hand.
The next instant, a small sword about the size of a palm appeared in his hand, glimmering with flowing light as it spun in the air. It was none other than his life-bound Magic Artifact—the Wangshu Sword!
Witnessing such an unbelievable sight, Xu Yiming's eyes widened in shock, filled with utter disbelief!
Ning Wangshu glanced at him and smiled faintly. "See? This is a Flying Sword. Now you should understand that I'm no ordinary person."
"So you don't need to doubt a word I say."
"I'm showing you all this because I want you to know that you'll die in three days! I'll also seal away your memories of what just happened."
"After I leave, you won't remember anything that happened here."
"Only when the Curse Seal I place inside you is triggered will your sealed memories return—the moment before you die."
"Then you'll remember 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 a word of this. He would have thought Ning Wangshu was crazy.
But he had seen the Flying Sword appear in Ning Wangshu's palm with his own eyes. And now, he couldn't move at all, as if by some strange magic, or even make the slightest sound... He had no way to doubt Ning Wangshu's words.
Looking at Xu Yiming's terrified, pleading eyes, Ning Wangshu smiled.
This was exactly the effect he wanted!
The next instant, Ning Wangshu withdrew the Flying Sword and formed a hand seal right in front of Xu Yiming.
In an instant,
a strange Curse Seal radiating deep Ghost light appeared out of nowhere in Ning Wangshu's palm...
"Look closely! This Curse Seal will kill you in three days! Once it's triggered, you'll suffer the pain of ten thousand ants gnawing at your heart until you can't take it anymore and die."
"No matter how much you struggle, you'll be just like you are now—unable to move a muscle or make a sound, left to wait for death in endless agony..."
As he spoke, Ning Wangshu slowly drove the Curse Seal in his palm into Xu Yiming's body.
As the seal neared him and then slipped silently into his body, Xu Yiming's face filled with terror and pleading. He struggled with every ounce of strength he had.
But it was all futile...
Ning Wangshu, meanwhile, wore a faint smile.
To Xu Yiming, that smile looked just like a demon's!
"Now I'm going to seal away your memories of what just happened. Enjoy the last three days of your blissful ignorance."
"In three days, you'll remember everything—and your agonizing death will begin..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wangshu formed another hand seal and sent it into Xu Yiming's brow!
The next instant, Xu Yiming's body trembled, and a dazed look appeared in his eyes.
As for Ning Wangshu, he had already concealed himself again and slipped silently out of the private room...