Chapter 140: What Right Do I Have?

With enough money, there is no mouth that cannot be pried open, and no one who cannot be bought.

Lin Ruo was a professional assassin, and her assessment of potential danger was meticulous. This was a double-edged sword, as only Jiang Huai’s driver and secretary knew he was riding in this car. If someone were tailing them, it would prove that his driver and secretary had betrayed him; if no one was tailing them, then all was well, and they would have a peaceful journey. However, at this moment, one had to be on guard.

"Yang Fan, do you think it is really possible for Jiang Bo to make a move here?" Jiang Huai asked with a grim expression.

"If it were me, I would also choose the moment you left Tianning. It is the perfect opportunity. Of course, if Jiang Bo doesn't act, it only proves he is a fool and not worth worrying about," Yang Fan replied, fiddling with his phone in the passenger seat. In reality, he was using the 'Eye of the Skynet' to survey the surroundings.

"It is fortunate that you are not Jiang Bo. If I were up against you, I would undoubtedly lose," Jiang Huai said.

"That is where you are wrong. If you were up against me, you would win, because I am the type to choose beauty over an empire!" Yang Fan laughed.

"Do you even believe that yourself?"

"I do!"

...

This main road did not have much traffic; most people traveling from Tianning to Tianhai chose the highway. This route was taken only because it was closer to the resort. Yang Fan had been chatting and laughing with Jiang Huai, but suddenly, his smile froze, and even Lin Ruo paused.

"What is it?" Jiang Huai’s face turned pale instantly as he asked.

"So, there really is a fish on the hook?"

"Are you saying Jiang Bo actually came?"

Yang Fan sneered. Looking through the Eye of the Skynet, he saw two cars tailing them closely.

"They actually dared to betray me!" Jiang Huai’s face twitched.

"Wife, let’s get off the main road. Don't give them a chance to ram us. This car is very expensive, and even if we’re rich, we shouldn't waste it like that!"

"You don't need to tell me that!" Lin Ruo said coldly. Even now, he didn't forget to take advantage of her; what a jerk.

Behind them, one of the cars accelerated, attempting to force the white SUV off the main road. Lin Ruo went with the flow and steered off. Jiang Huai found it incredible; in such close contact, Lin Ruo managed to maneuver without even a scratch. Such high-level skill was something none of the bodyguards or drivers in the Jiang family could achieve.

Yang Fan was truly grateful to Jiang Huai for sending these twin sisters to him. They could drive, protect, manage a household, and were skilled in everything from singing and dancing to daily life. They could handle mistresses and fight off thugs—where else could he find such wives?

"Wife, keep driving forward!"

"Shut your mouth!" Lin Ruo snapped. Were his eyes blind? Couldn't he see she was driving?

"Yang Fan, in such a tense moment, don't distract your sister-in-law."

Yang Fan waved his hand. "It’s about the mood, you wouldn't understand. We enjoy the thrill."

Jiang Huai’s expression did not relax. There was no one else here, just the three of them, while two cars were in hot pursuit. Could they fight them off?

The mountain road was rugged. Lin Ruo pushed her driving skills to the limit, and the cars behind were not far behind, though still inferior to her. This was an uphill climb, with a rock wall on one side and a cliff on the other. Jiang Huai dared not even move, fearing that every time Lin Ruo accelerated, they would fly off the cliff.

Of course, the catastrophe he dreaded did not happen. There was a large plateau halfway up the mountain, and Lin Ruo steered the car directly onto it. She opened the door and stepped out.

"Yang Fan, your wife, she..." Jiang Huai was stunned.

"Don't worry. Like I said, they are the fish. I am the butcher, and they are the meat! Let’s go, we should get out too."

Terrified, Jiang Huai stepped out, realizing that in front of them was also a cliff—they had nowhere to run! The two cars behind stopped, and ten men stepped out.

"Mr. Jiang, you certainly made us search hard. I didn't expect you to have this trick up your sleeve. If it weren't for your little secretary, we would have really been fooled!"

The group brandished knives, clearly intending to finish Jiang Huai off right here.

"Who are you? Who sent you?"

"That’s something you don't need to know. You only need to know that you are about to die, and that is enough! Of course, we really didn't expect there to be such a beautiful woman here. Don't worry, beauty, I promise that in a moment, I will..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt his vision turn blood-red. It was Lin Ruo’s lightning-fast strike; her speed was inconceivable to these men. No one had time to react; there were only screams.

"My... my eyes!"

"Serves you right, daring to target my wife!" Yang Fan scolded. He didn't even need to intervene; Lin Ruo alone was enough. He knew that the reason Lin Ruo moved so quickly was that she had imbued her strikes with the wind element. The wind was formless and invisible; these men didn't even know how they had been knocked down. By the time they hit the ground, they hadn't even caught a glimpse of her movements.

Jiang Huai hadn't reacted either. When he looked again, only Lin Ruo was left standing.

"Speak! Who sent you? I will only ask once. If you don't answer, you die!"

Lin Ruo stepped on the man whose eyes she had blinded. When he hesitated for a mere moment, she crushed his neck with her foot. Everyone else looked at her as if she were a beautiful demon. In their eyes, she was exactly that—a demon, because her actions were cold, decisive, and she did exactly what she said she would.

Jiang Huai let out a long breath. He had seen people killed before, so that didn't bother him, but the lingering fear of surviving a brush with death made him light a cigarette, handing one to Yang Fan as well.

"I asked, who sent you!"

"It was..."

Before he could finish, Lin Ruo snapped his neck. Everyone else was trembling; faced with true death, who didn't want to live?

"I'll talk! I'll talk! It was our boss from the South District, Feng Li, in collusion with Jiang Bo! They ordered us to do it!"

"It really was Jiang Bo?" Jiang Huai crushed his cigarette pack.

"If it wasn't him, it would have been someone else. It wasn't hard to guess!" Yang Fan remarked.

Lin Ruo stepped on another man, shattering his arm. "Is there anyone else besides you?"

"No, there's no one else, really!"

"Make a call, send your location, and tell the person who tipped you off to come over. Tell them the job is done and it's time to split the money," Yang Fan commanded.

"Yes, boss, we'll call right now!"

One of them scrambled to pull out his phone, forcing himself to remain calm despite his terror as he made the call and sent the location. They waited for over half an hour before the others arrived. But their excitement and anticipation were met only by Jiang Huai stepping out from the car.

Even his driver and his secretary—the people he trusted most—could not be relied upon.