Adopting A Stray Cat Chapter 151: Too Late1

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Too Late_1

However, the body that was losing warmth on the ground, the gradually congealing blood, and the nauseating mixture of smoke and alcohol in the air, were all a testant to the insignificance and smallness of an ant-like life in the face of wealth and power.

The quiet atmosphere was suffocating. Qin Sisi, unable to bear it any longer, reached out and tugged at Zhuang Qin’s arm, asking sowhat excitedly, "What on earth happened? Who did this?"

Zhuang Qin’s body trembled slightly as if suppressing his emotions. After a mont, he replied in a low voice, "He did it."

He?

Qin Sisi was taken aback. "Zhou Zichen?"

Zhuang Qin deeply nodded his head, blaming himself. "It’s my fault. If I had been more vigilant, reacted faster, perhaps she would not have died."

Qin Sisi asked eagerly, "What happened exactly?"

Under the quietness of the deep night, in this nightclub flushed with the incessant neon lights, in a private room saturated with various entwined slls, next to a body not yet cold, eyes wide open in death, Qin Sisi heard the entire account of what had transpired.

Zhou Zichen took advantage of Xiao Jin whenever she ca to serve wine, attracted by her clueless and innocent appearance, and deliberately asked her to light his cigarette, taking the opportunity to forcefully pull her into a kiss.

Xiao Jin, still a minor and new to the job, had no idea how to handle the situation. In her panicked struggle, she accidentally scratched Zhou Zichen’s neck with her fingernails.

Enraged and provoked, Zhou Zichen, under the influence of alcohol, picked up a glass beer bottle. Breaking it, he punctured Xiao Jin’s throat with the jagged piece.

Zhuang Qin was willing to intervene, but he had spent his soul power over the past five hundred years maintaining those blood-red characters reading, "Guilt," neglecting to practice turning it into a physical form, and could only use his spiritual intention to disrupt peoples’ actions.

At the mont Zhuang Qin prepared to use his intention to stop Zhou Zichen, the latter had already stabbed Xiao Jin with the glass shard.

Zhuang Qin then had to watch, as the young girl, as beautiful as a flower, collapsed weakly before him. Despite whatever he tried to do, it was already too late.

He couldn’t save Grandma Yang and himself five hundred years ago, and now, he couldn’t save the young girl who was within arm’s reach.

Those pure-hearted could never fathom the depths of human wickedness. They believed that behind every act of evil, must be a powerful reason. However, the reason evil becos evil is, often, the lack of any reason at all.

Zhuang Qin’s mory wandered back to the trail where he had escaped all those years ago.

The once quiet and serene forest was no longer cool and tranquil. Each tree seed like a trap barricading life, and the elongated trail seed to be never-ending.

Heavy footsteps echoed through the woods. Zhuang Qin, breathing heavily, felt the effects of the sedative slowly kick in. His legs progressively grew heavier, no longer feeling as if they were his.

Nevertheless, he continuously told himself, he couldn’t stop. He absolutely couldn’t stop. The devil was behind him, and so was death.

Stick to it and, chances are, there could be hope, there could be a miracle, and a chivalrous savior might appear.

Struggling, he took one step, then another...

Regrettably, no miracle happened, and no savior appeared. In the end, he could run no more.

The devil caught up with him, pushing the powerless Zhuang Qin into the icy well of despair. The freezing water rushed at him, wrapping him tightly, leaving him unable to breathe.

Blaming myself, it’s all my fault - if I had only been a little more careful, a little more vigilant, a little stronger, a little faster...

Perhaps, then, many people would not have died.

Zhuang Qin’s tears of self-loathing and regret dropped onto Xiao Jin’s white face.

Qin Sisi, upon witnessing Zhuang Qin’s self-reproach, said comfortingly. "It’s not your fault. The incident happened so suddenly, nobody could have anticipated it. If we have to bla soone, bla . If I hadn’t left, perhaps I could have stopped it."

Zhuang Qin shook his head slowly, speaking hoarsely. "Fairy, you’ve already done so much for . How can I bla you?"

Seeing Zhuang Qin unable to let it go, Qin Sisi sighed helplessly and asked, "What do you plan to do next?"

A firm resolve appeared on Zhuang Qin’s face as he gritted his teeth saying, "I won’t hesitate anymore. Acting kindly with the evil is as good as being evil to the kind."

Qin Sisi fell silent, but she agreed with Zhuang Qin’s words in her heart.

At that mont, Ye You owed lightly, reminding Qin Sisi that the Invisible Bubble’s effective ti was almost over.

Qin Sisi frowned, reluctantly informing Zhuang Qin, "Zhuang Qin, my invisibility ti is about to finish. I need to leave."

Zhuang Qin nodded, "Alright, Fairy. You should leave first. I shall co to find you before daybreak."

Qin Sisi asked with so doubt, "You’re going to stay here?"

Zhuang Qin’s gaze gently fell on Xiao Jin’s body. He slowly said, "I want to send her on her final journey."

Zhuang Qin extended his hand toward Xiao Jin, but without touching her body, he used his soul intention to close her eyes, cleaned the blood off her face, removed the glass shards from her throat one by one, and straightened her clothes.

Xiao Jin lay quietly on the floor, her face clean, expression serene, and clothing intact.

Without the startling patch of blood on her throat, Qin Sisi would have almost thought she was asleep.

Qin Sisi’s eyes stung from the sight. Ye You called out again, the tone a bit hurried, reminding her that the ti was running out and she had to leave imdiately.

Qin Sisi clenched her teeth and said to Zhuang Qin, "I’ll wait for you near the entrance. Take care."

Finishing her words, Qin Sisi turned and walked out of the private room.

The mont she left, Ye You’s eyes flashed with alertness as he perceived a faint white shadow entering the room.

However, due to her anxiety about the ti limit of the Invisible Bubble, Qin Sisi, in her haste toward the nightclub’s main entrance, did not notice anything unusual.

Ye You’s eyes flickered a few tis, but in the end, he said nothing.

To avoid creating attention, the nightclub owner chose to deal with the body at 3 am.

He and two of his confidants entered the private room where Xiao Jin was killed. As soon as they walked in, they all felt a cool breeze that sent shivers down their spines.

The nightclub owner murmured to himself. He had done this sort of thing two or three tis before. Why did it feel so creepy this ti?

However, thinking of the card Zhou Zichen had sent and his booming nightclub, the owner plucked up the courage to instruct his two n to load Xiao Jin’s body into a large wooden box.

The three of them then carried the box out of the nightclub’s back door and into a small truck parked in readiness.

The nightclub owner instructed the two n who nodded in acknowledgnt. They then climbed into the driver’s cabin and sped out of the city with Xiao Jin’s body.