Chapter 127: The Person Is in Your Hands (Please Support)

Everyone present saw it: a dagger was embedded in Scorpion’s wrist, its blade glinting with a cold, silvery light in the dim surroundings, exuding an aggressive chill. Lin Fan looked at the dagger, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. This was none other than the "Crimson Remnant" blade he had instructed Lin Yan to give to Ren Qianxing. In Lin Fan’s eyes, only his brother was worthy of such a weapon.

Ren Qianxing stood silently behind Lin Fan. Though handsome, his expression was perhaps too stoic, but Lin Fan knew this was simply his brother’s nature. Lin Fan had spoken to him about it privately many times, though with little effect.

Seeing Scorpion enduring the pain while still attempting to reach for his gun, Lin Fan walked over to him at a leisurely pace. He bent down, picked up the weapon right in front of him, and sneered, "Many people have tried to take my life, but in the end, they all died. What do you think your fate will be?" As he spoke, he toyed with the gun that posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Scorpion, struggling with the agonizing pain of the dagger in his wrist, knelt before Lin Fan with a heavy thud. "Don't... don't kill me," he begged. "Money, I have money. I’ll give you all of it. Just please, I beg you, let me go." As he spoke, he used his other hand to fumble through his travel bag, revealing stacks of crisp, new banknotes inside.

Lin Fan caught Ren Qianxing’s eye. Understanding the signal, Qianxing stepped forward and pulled the dagger from Scorpion’s wrist. Blood gushed out instantly. Scorpion let out a shrill, piercing scream and collapsed limply to the ground. Lin Fan knew that this minor torment was nowhere near enough to end his life.

Scorpion’s legs trembled uncontrollably, and a large patch of his trousers was wet. His eyes were hollow, and he was paralyzed with terror. The pain in his wrist had brought a sharp clarity to his mind; having grown accustomed to a life of luxury, he was truly afraid of death.

How could a person like this have the audacity to challenge Dragon Soul? The mastermind behind this had to be from the Purgatory Angels. A cold, murderous glint ignited in Lin Fan’s eyes. The pride of Dragon Soul was not to be touched, and its authority was not to be challenged. Even if the Purgatory Angels were truly behind Scorpion, his ending would remain the same: death.

Without even glancing at the money, Lin Fan stared coldly at the half-dead Scorpion and asked, "Do you know who we are?"

"I... I know. Dragon... Dragon Soul!" Scorpion shuddered as he lay on the ground, speaking in broken gasps.

"Do you see those people who fell? They met their doom because of your stupidity. You violated the cardinal rules of the mercenary world, you offended Dragon Soul, and you never should have set a trap to capture my brother. Tell me, who instigated this?" Lin Fan asked slowly. Although this matter was clearly linked to the Purgatory Angels—otherwise, the man in black would not have blocked his path at the dungeon—he still needed to extract the specific details from Scorpion.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?" Scorpion looked at Lin Fan, clutching at a sliver of hope for survival.

Lin Fan’s sneer deepened. To be honest, he heard these words every time before he killed someone. He was beyond weary of it. If not for the fact that he still wanted to extract useful information, he would never have tolerated someone who dared to cross Dragon Soul to remain alive this long.

The path was one he had chosen himself; once chosen, there was no room for regret, and heaven would not grant him the chance to turn back. A cold light flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes as he suddenly slammed his foot onto Scorpion’s wrist, pressing directly onto the bloody hole where the dagger had been. The sheer force of his foot caused blood to surge out, and pain instantly engulfed Scorpion’s entire body.

"Ah... ahhhhh!" The screams echoed through the valley. Covered in sweat and with glazed, dim eyes, Scorpion stammered, "I'll talk, I'll talk! I really don't... I don't know who he is. He was dressed in black, wearing a mask. He just told me to use myself as bait to lure you here according to his instructions. He said that with Dragon Soul’s style of operation, you would definitely take the bait."

"There’s more, there’s more," Scorpion added, terrified of further torture. "He also gave me a list. He said that as long as I captured anyone from Dragon Soul on this list—even just one—he would pay me ten million U.S. dollars. I... I was blinded by greed. I failed to recognize a superior force when I saw one. Please, let me go. I’m just a pawn. I’ll do anything if you just let me go."

Lin Fan kept his eyes fixed on Scorpion, knowing he wasn't lying. That man in black had to be the same one who intercepted him at the dungeon. It was clear that the Purgatory Angels were targeting Dragon Soul this time. What baffled Lin Fan was the man's motive: he had set a trap to capture his brother but hadn't set an ambush to finish him off. Instead, he had only exchanged a single blow before leaving a pawn behind. Was it merely a warning to Dragon Soul? And what did he mean by the "game"?

Lin Fan was momentarily confused, but he knew that a new battle between the Purgatory Angels and Dragon Soul had officially begun tonight. A storm of blood was about to descend. That was fine by him; the Purgatory Angels had caused the deaths of so many of his brothers. Even if they hadn't come for him, Lin Fan would never have let that organization go.

"Where is the list?" Lin Fan asked indifferently.

Scorpion lay on the ground, and with his other blood-stained hand, he tremblingly pulled a piece of paper from his clothes. Lin Fan took it. Though stained with blood, the names of the seven members of Star Soul—excluding Ling Xue—were still visible, along with brief descriptions of their personalities.

Lin Fan’s expression darkened. The fact that the Purgatory Angels knew so much about Dragon Soul was clearly linked to Ling Xue’s betrayal. Ling Xue had once been his woman. Sometimes, Lin Fan truly did not know how to face his brothers. This woman had betrayed Dragon Soul, indirectly causing Ren Qianxing to lose an arm. Regarding her, Lin Fan did not know whether he should love or hate her.

After reading it, Lin Fan handed the list to Ren Qianxing. After seeing it, Ren Qianxing froze for a moment, but he quickly understood the situation. When Mo Fei and the others saw the list, their reactions were the same as Ren Qianxing’s. They said nothing, but their gazes toward Lin Fan were resolute, for they trusted that Lin Fan would handle these matters and lead Dragon Soul to the pinnacle of the world.

"I’ve said everything I know, I beg you..." Scorpion’s words were cut short as Lin Fan suddenly exerted force with his foot. Lin Fan had no desire to hear these pleas, and he detested them. Without a hint of hesitation, he crushed Scorpion’s wrist bone. A scream echoed through the valley once more, and Scorpion immediately lost consciousness.

Having finished, Lin Fan turned his gaze to Li Nanxing and said, "He’s yours now."