Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

At Asura:

Lin Que anxiously tagged behind Si Yehan and tried to persuade him: “Ninth Brother! Hold on, Ninth Brother… Calm down a little, Ninth Brother! Didn't we hear from the Nie family already? Ninth Sister intentionally planned to get captured so that she could personally scout the situation and collaborate with us on the outside!

“Otherwise, if we barge onto the island completely unaware of the situation there, it'd be too dangerous… Furthermore, the winds aren't right currently, so we can't go to the sea… So… so it'd best if we waited for Ninth Sister's signal…”

Lin Que talked a truckload, his mouth about to cramp from how much he spoke, but the man striding forward ahead of him merely straightened his cuffs and said, “Prepare a boat. I'll go there myself.”

Lin Que sent Jiang Yan a look to make him help persuade Si Yehan, so Jiang Yan cleared his throat before saying, “My Lord, based on the incident with Nie Linglong last time, Miss Nie's martial strength must have fully recovered. Moreover, Miss Nie is resourceful and clever, so she most likely won't be in any danger on the island…”

Lin Que's lips twitched. Resourceful and clever?

He didn't expect Jiang Yan to have the talent of fibbing without batting an eye.

Si Yehan put on his big, black jacket and b.u.t.toned it. “Jiang Yan, if I don't return within three days, do as I previously instructed.”

“My Lord… eh…” Jiang Yan started.

Unfortunately, the duo said everything they could, but Si Yehan still couldn't put his mind at ease.

In their eyes, Ye Wanwan was the President of the Fearless Alliance—Bro Flattop—the Second Miss of the Nie family, and the demon instructor of Scarlet Flames Academy. Her martial strength was extraordinary and she had a plethora of worldly experience, so she was a veteran who absolutely wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

To Si Yehan though… his image of her had always been the first time he met her. He regarded her as a weak and naive little girl.

In the end, Si Yehan led Lin Que and several elites from Asura and rode a boat to head to the island.

At the same time, on the island:

When the people learned Ye Wanwan had a way to get her hands on a s.h.i.+p, the majority of them were still skeptical but at least they had a trace of hope.

All the leaders enthusiastically looked forward to the s.h.i.+p coming sooner so they could hurry and leave this wretched place. Otherwise… they'd even lose their pants from this demoness' schemes.

Ye Wanwan didn't immediately send a signal. She planned to observe the situation on this island a little longer and ensure everything would go without a hitch before allowing the Nie family and Si Yehan to come and rescue her. And, well… she wanted to trick a few more bosses while she was at it.

Ye Wanwan's ability to trick people came in all shapes and forms. After He Biao fell victim, other people weren't willing to believe it and tested her out themselves. All of them ended up being tricked until they cried for their parents without any exception.

Inside the prison, Ye Wanwan seized the most comfortable throne. On her left, a leader from some gang was miserably holding her tea for her while on her right, another leader was obediently pouring water for her.

All the leaders were steaming with rage and gathered together, whispering with great fervor.

“D*mn, isn't there anyone who can teach this demoness a lesson?”

“Teach her a lesson? If you dare, then go yourself! I won't go!”

“Ey, I heard He Biao's high blood pressure ramped up again from his fury. So tragic…”

Across the short table from Ye Wanwan, a leader was drenched in sweat. “That… that's impossible! Shouldn't the last card in your hand be a three of hearts?”

Ye Wanwan wore an arrogant expression. “Your vision must've deteriorated in your age right? Accept your loss gracefully. So many people are watching, so you mustn't try to get away shamelessly, gang leader!”