Men are not supposed to shed tears.

Especially soldiers, they should only shed blood, not tears!

"Wang, are you really dead?"

But now, even Cat can't hold back his misty eyes! Because whenever he thinks of that towering figure, he can't help but feel a surge of grief!

Cat forced back his tears and suddenly turned to ask, "Is the Demon Corps behind this? I made several calls there, but I couldn't reach anyone."

After learning about Ye Qiu's mishap and Bai Lan's capture, Cat tried to contact the Demon Corps, but found that no matter the means— phone or any communication tool—he couldn't reach a single person in the Corps.

He naturally guessed that Commander Song was likely controlling things from behind.

"Yes, you probably know, if the Corps were to get involved, it would go beyond personal grievances.

Once things get out of control, it could escalate to a matter of national security, and none of us can handle such a situation." Fei Ming frowned and said displeasedly.

Cat nodded. Hearing what Fei Ming said, he gave up the idea of asking for help from others in the Demon Corps.

Fei Ming glanced at Cat again and asked, "Have you really decided?"

"Yes!" Cat nodded determinedly.

"Alright, I'll find a way to give you a proper burial!" Fei Ming sighed, saying words that pained him before silently turning to leave.

In his view, Cat had no chance of survival going to the Zhao Family this time. But knowing certain death, Cat insisted on going, and that was the charm of 'Wang'.

Even someone like Fei Ming, a district commander, had to admire this.

**

As evening descended, in the luxuries of Capital City, at the Zhao family's mansion.

The Zhao family mansion is located in a prime area of Capital City, formed by connecting three traditional courtyards. Considering the Capital's land prices, the property here is already astronomical.

In the center of these courtyards, a cliché but exquisite four-story villa was built.

At the top floor of the villa, there was a luxuriously decorated room, originally the residence of the Zhao family's first young master, Zhao Wenhua. After Zhao Wenhua's death, Family Master Zhao Zhiguo ordered the room permanently closed.

But today, the room is open, and at the door is a large red happy character!

Truly opulent homes avoid excessive modern decorations, and the Zhao family is the same. The bed in Zhao Wenhua's bedroom is made of elegant gold-threaded cedarwood, exuding a classic charm.

By the side of the cedarwood bed, sat a woman of outstanding temperament at this moment.

The woman wore a bright red, festive wedding dress, her head adorned with colorful ornaments, making her already stunning visage even more captivating.

Even the stylist, who had made up over a thousand brides, said, "I have never seen such a beautiful bride!"

The festive bridal chamber, festive attire, festive day— but the only thing missing on this wedding day was the bride's celebratory smile!

Bai Lan's face was streaked with tears, her once made-up face now a mess, yet tears continued to flow uncontrollably.

"Hmph, crying on your wedding day?"

A cold and sinister voice came, from a man dressed in a gray long robe with a big beard and a braid hanging behind his back. He looked peculiar, but his demeanor was quite remarkable.

He was the Zhao family's steward, Zhao Wencheng!

Zhao Wencheng was not originally a Zhao, but because his grandfather saved the Zhao family's ancestor desperately during the war, earning accolades, he was taken in by the Zhao family along with a bestowed surname after the war.

Zhao Wencheng had his own awareness, believing if he couldn't be the master, he should fulfill the role of a dog!

He was a dog of the Zhao family.

Bai Lan ignored this person. She knew speaking with someone like him would only aggravate herself; instead, she looked out of the window.

Her heart still called, "Ye Qiu, where are you?"

She alone knew under her pillow a pair of scissors was hidden, sneaked while the Zhao family's tailor was unprepared.

If Ye Qiu didn't appear at the wedding, these scissors would pierce her throat at the ceremony...

"Ungrateful whore, our young master liked you so much back then, but you chose that damn Ye Qiu, let's see who will save you now..."

"Our master said, after you marry our young master, you are our family's young madam. But young madam, let me remind you, do not have any thoughts of suicide. If you die, our master said, everyone in your Bai family will accompany you in death!"

Zhao Wencheng didn't know about the scissors under Bai Lan's pillow, but seeing her pitiful appearance, along with fasting for days, it was apparent she was unwilling to submit easily.

To prevent Bai Lan's suicide, Family Master Zhao Zhiguo even thought of a method against her, which was to use the Bai Family as a threat.

"What? You can't harm my Bai family!" Though the Bai Family treated Bai Lan heartlessly, she was raised there, and being human, she must repay that upbringing gratitude.

"As long as you live well, the Bai family will naturally be safe. If you die... hehe, that would be a different story." Zhao Wencheng laughed triumphantly.

"You, so despicable!" Bai Lan trembled with rage. She didn't know what else to do— was she really to marry a ghost as a wife?

"Also, my young madam, let me tell you, from now on, your range of activities can only be within this room. You must not step outside, remaining forever beside our young master!"

Zhao Wencheng said in a flat tone, as if this was a trivial matter.

What?

Not allowed to step outside, to live a lifetime in this mere thirty-plus square meter space?

Upon hearing this vicious news, Bai Lan nearly collapsed!

The Zhao family was ruthless, not treating people as people!

"Rest well, my young madam, remember, tomorrow is your great wedding day, cherish the last chance to leave the room!"

Zhao Wencheng spoke gently before turning to leave, closing the door with a bang and locking it!

After Zhao Wencheng left, Bai Lan retrieved the scissors from under her pillow. She initially intended to use them to end her life, but with the family threat leveraged, she hesitated and didn't know what to do...

For Ye Qiu, she could unhesitatingly end her life to protect her chastity.

But for the entire Bai family, her kinsfolk, she mustn't do so much!

Ye Qiu, where are you?

Bai Lan gazed out of the window, motionless, lost in thought.

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