Song Yu Han never intended to spare Qing Li's life in exchange for the details and information of the patrons and wealthy people who were involved in this sickening game. He could get them if he wanted even if Qing Li didn't give it to him. Song Yu Han was only trying to lessen the effort and time it'll take him since he's already in that place.

Qing Li, however, flinched when he heard his words. Previously, he thought the man behind him had come after him because he was pulled into the game, but it turns out that he has an extra hidden agenda.

But despite knowing that, Qing Li refused to give away the patrons and investors of the Harvest. It was a game created for the prople who are on top of the society. A past time for them relieve the stress after the world has gone further away from its former beauty. They are only trying to bring back the beauty of life. The live hunting and games of survival, these are only one of the many games that they played during the Harvest. And the people who were pulled and dragged into playing it will eventually fight for the reward even if they were initially forced to do it.

Qing Li has been the Host for only a few years. However, the thirst and thrill he felt watching all kinds of people succumb to the primal nature of humanity and fall to a pile of shit like pigs, could never be compared to anything else in this world!

Was it wrong for them, the true humans, to target these fake humans? Don't they, the people, who made the world and economy still rotate, deserve a break from all of these?

Qing Li snickered as he said, "Kill me... You will never get what you want!"

Ha, this person must have a relative who fell to their hands and have come for revenge.

It's too bad that I, Qing Li, isn't afraid!

With him showing such confidence and fearlessness, this man should be in despair after not getting what he wanted from him.

Serves you right!

-Bang!

As soon as his thoughts conjured with pure evilness, Qing Li, who was certain that the man behind wouldn't shoot after weighing the scales, still didn't know how he fell.

The only thing he knew was that the moment his lips started to curl up into a sneer, a bullet had already been lodged to his skull passing through the bones into his brain and drilling another hole to the other side before embedding into the wall.

It didn't even take a moment's hesitation for Song Yu Han to pull the trigger. He had never hesitate nor showed mercy to anybody who tried to go against him or think they could best him.

"You... you... why did you kill him?" One of the people inside the room couldn't stop stuttering, his body soaked in cold sweat.

Stepping over Qing Li's body, Song Yu Han looked at him with dull eyes, looking as if he was gazing at dirt, and said, "He told me to kill him... So, I did."

"..."

"..."

Nobody could argue with him since they a heard Mr. Qing saying those words exactly. However, this only turned their hearts colder as they knew that the man before their eyes couldn't be offended!

However, now that their head figure was forced to topple on the ground, the minions could only scatter around to flee.

The guns in their possession was useless to that man. Not because he was immortal. It was because they knew that they couldn't even stand a chance against him.

Three people, looked at each other, and darted for the door, their only escape outside. However, a buller slashed through the air before they could reach it.

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"I never allowed anyone to leave." Song Yu Han languidly walked towards the door, blocking it as if he was the owner of the villa, trying to eliminate the trespassers instead of him being the tresplasser.

The men was speechless and was helpless. In this situation, shouldn't there be a silent truce now that their leader is dead?

But a truce was never part of Song Yu Han's dictionary. Not in a situation where he could just take everything he wanted there for granted.

...

3 minutes later.

Song Yu Han left the monitoring room. The scent of blood was thick inside the room. He glanced over at his watch and saw that there was only 4 minutes left.

Taking his phone out, Song Yu Han swiped the screen before settling his fingers on the registered number with the name Guo Yun.

With the signal transmission and service returned after he messed with the jammer, Song Yu Han contacted Guo Yun without interruption.

As soon as the call connected, Song Yu Han said, "Get a helicopter to the location I will send to you. Have the city police also bring their forces and report an abduction incident...."

Guo Yun, who answered the phone while playing games with Little Zhanzhan: "Uh... Boss, did something happen? Are you sure you want me to call the police?"

Guo Yun was merely asking this because he was completely stunned and confused. He could understand if the Big Boss wanted a helicopter, he could get that. But police officers and report an abduction case? Wouldn't that hinder the Madam's job?

Upon his assistant's unintentional reminder, Song Yu Han realized he couldn't get the police or the city mayor involved in this matter.

A huge fanfair of police officers driving towards this place will only attract the reporters who are waiting for hot scoops to broadcast. Song Yu Han wouldn't allow himself to hinder Ran Xueyi and taint her reputation. Even if she was not at fault and a victim of this incident, the media will still be able to stain a person's life with a single news.

Besides, Song Yu Han doubted those people who was involved in this twisted game would allow this incident to see the light of day.

In addition, he still has an unfinished business to complete.

Looking at the flash drive that he got from one of Qing Li's minion before killing them, Song Yu Han was already satisfied with getting the information he wanted.

Now, he needed to light up big fireworks for everyone to see.