Bad Boys Boot Camp: V1-C46

Chapter 46: Decision

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_{“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.}
“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.

Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.

_{Huh?}With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

Huh?

_{Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?}Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

_{Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.

Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{What on earth was he to do?!}
With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

What on earth was he to do?!

_{“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out.}In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out. In real life, getting hit there is quite deadly, and Shen Zhuoyun, despite knowing self-defence, was not well-practiced with this particular skill. So to make sure his only chance shut that guy up, he put a lot of power into his hit.

_{Huh?}Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

Huh?

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.}Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”

“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.

_{Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.}
“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.

Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

_{“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out.}A memory from a certain afternoon flashed in Qin Mo’s mind, the day that pot-bellied man visited the infirmary. While putting on the airs of a teacher, he spoke words more vile than those of a beast. Every utterance spat derision at the dead deemed too lowly to be mourned. His tone swelled with hypocrisy as he basked in his loftiness.

In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

_{In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.}
“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

_{“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

_{“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.}Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.

_{After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s {your} plan?”}“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out. In real life, getting hit there is quite deadly, and Shen Zhuoyun, despite knowing self-defence, was not well-practiced with this particular skill. So to make sure his only chance shut that guy up, he put a lot of power into his hit.

After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

_{“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.}
“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.

“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

_{{What if that instructor is really dead?}}“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”

What if that instructor is really dead?

_{What on earth was he to do?!}What if that instructor is really dead?

What on earth was he to do?!

_{In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.}“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}N/A

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out.}
Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

_{“Can you drive?” Qin asked the two.}What on earth was he to do?!

“Can you drive?” Qin asked the two.

_{“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.}
“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”

“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.

_N/AWould a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

N/A

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

_{iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}
In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.}
Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”

He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

_{{Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!}}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.}
A memory from a certain afternoon flashed in Qin Mo’s mind, the day that pot-bellied man visited the infirmary. While putting on the airs of a teacher, he spoke words more vile than those of a beast. Every utterance spat derision at the dead deemed too lowly to be mourned. His tone swelled with hypocrisy as he basked in his loftiness.

“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.

_{Just a moment ago, only God knows the terror Jiang Shao felt watching the interaction between those two. But after being mixed up with unsavoury characters, he understood in his soul that the one with the most might was the boss.}Chapter 46: Decision

Just a moment ago, only God knows the terror Jiang Shao felt watching the interaction between those two. But after being mixed up with unsavoury characters, he understood in his soul that the one with the most might was the boss. Qin Mo had the brains, and Shen Zhuoyun had the brawn. So when the left and right took turns at the wheel, it was not up to him to make decisions. So in such a situation, if Shen Zhuoyun did tell him to kill someone, whether he wanted to or not, he had to.

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

_{Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

_Slap!
How? How could he even open his mouth?

Slap!

_{Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.}What if that instructor is really dead?

Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

_{Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”}Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.

Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

_{Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.}After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

_{iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.}Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

_{Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.}
Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

_{Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”}After all, he would be that boy’s accomplice; they would be the only ones to know the darkest recesses of each other's hearts. He would be the one closest to him. His one and only. His sole connection in this vast world!

Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

_{Qin Mo smacked away Shen Zhuoyun’s hand, his gaze fixed on the older boy’s shocked expression, as his own had again finally turned clear. “I haven’t forgotten, Shen Zhuoyun. I still haven’t forgotten who I am.”}“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

Qin Mo smacked away Shen Zhuoyun’s hand, his gaze fixed on the older boy’s shocked expression, as his own had again finally turned clear. “I haven’t forgotten, Shen Zhuoyun. I still haven’t forgotten who I am.”

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

_{“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”}“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out. In real life, getting hit there is quite deadly, and Shen Zhuoyun, despite knowing self-defence, was not well-practiced with this particular skill. So to make sure his only chance shut that guy up, he put a lot of power into his hit.

“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”

_{Lifting his head, Qin Mo stared at the smile pointed his way that could almost be described as brilliant; a memory flashed in his mind. It was of the peach blossom-eyed boy who hopped off the top bunk in a hurry, asking for his name.}
Qin Mo’s expression grew more taut; even his eyes showed the appearance of little threads of red. Seeing him, Shen Zhuoyun’s lips curled upwards, a hint of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes. “If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.”

Lifting his head, Qin Mo stared at the smile pointed his way that could almost be described as brilliant; a memory flashed in his mind. It was of the peach blossom-eyed boy who hopped off the top bunk in a hurry, asking for his name.

_{Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.}The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.

Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

_{Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”}In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”

_{“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.}“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.}“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

_{Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.}
Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

_{“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.}“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s {your} plan?”}Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

_{Qin Mo’s expression grew more taut; even his eyes showed the appearance of little threads of red. Seeing him, Shen Zhuoyun’s lips curled upwards, a hint of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes. “If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.”}Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

Qin Mo’s expression grew more taut; even his eyes showed the appearance of little threads of red. Seeing him, Shen Zhuoyun’s lips curled upwards, a hint of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes. “If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.”

_{The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.}
“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.

The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.

_{The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.}Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

_{{Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!}}Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

_{“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”}
“Well, I have no clue if the instructor I knocked out earlier is alive or dead.” This wasn’t a television show where getting hit on the back of the head only knocks someone out. In real life, getting hit there is quite deadly, and Shen Zhuoyun, despite knowing self-defence, was not well-practiced with this particular skill. So to make sure his only chance shut that guy up, he put a lot of power into his hit.

_{What on earth was he to do?!}Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

What on earth was he to do?!

_{{Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.}}Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.

_{Chapter 46: Decision}
What if that instructor is really dead?

Chapter 46: Decision

_{“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.}Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”

_{Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”}
Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”

Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

_{Qin Mo smacked away Shen Zhuoyun’s hand, his gaze fixed on the older boy’s shocked expression, as his own had again finally turned clear. “I haven’t forgotten, Shen Zhuoyun. I still haven’t forgotten who I am.”}He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

_{Huh?}“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

Huh?

_{“I have no intention of ever letting the scυm from that school get away scot-free.” Qin Mo slowly rose to his feet. His face was as pale as the snow around him. He looked as if he could easily be taken by a gust of wind. Yet his figure stood remarkably upright, like a fresh bamboo shoot after a good spring rain. “But I won’t use such a shameful method.}Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

“I have no intention of ever letting the scυm from that school get away scot-free.” Qin Mo slowly rose to his feet. His face was as pale as the snow around him. He looked as if he could easily be taken by a gust of wind. Yet his figure stood remarkably upright, like a fresh bamboo shoot after a good spring rain. “But I won’t use such a shameful method.

_{“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”}
“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

_{“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.}“What did you just say?!” Qin Mo grabbed Shen Zhuoyun’s hands and stared at him intently, his lips trembling as he asked.

“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.

_{After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”}
The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.

After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

_{Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.}Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.

Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

_{What if that instructor is really dead?}
Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

What if that instructor is really dead?

_{Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.}Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

_{Qin Mo smacked away Shen Zhuoyun’s hand, his gaze fixed on the older boy’s shocked expression, as his own had again finally turned clear. “I haven’t forgotten, Shen Zhuoyun. I still haven’t forgotten who I am.”}
“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

_{Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.

What if that instructor is really dead?

_{“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.}
A rapturous sound suddenly filled the frigid air: Shen Zhuoyun’s laughter. If anyone saw him, his disturbingly pleased aura would give them a fright. “This is it, Qin Mo. You have no other way out of this.

“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

_{{Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.}}With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

_{{Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.}}Qin Mo still sat huddled in the snow, his entire form unmoving.

Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

_{Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.}
Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

_{Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”}After all, he would be that boy’s accomplice; they would be the only ones to know the darkest recesses of each other's hearts. He would be the one closest to him. His one and only. His sole connection in this vast world!

Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

_{Qin Mo still sat huddled in the snow, his entire form unmoving.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

Qin Mo still sat huddled in the snow, his entire form unmoving.

_{Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”}“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

_{He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

_{Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.}He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

_{Lifting his head, Qin Mo stared at the smile pointed his way that could almost be described as brilliant; a memory flashed in his mind. It was of the peach blossom-eyed boy who hopped off the top bunk in a hurry, asking for his name.}That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.

_{“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?}
When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

_{Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?}In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

_{Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!}
Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

_{“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”}A memory from a certain afternoon flashed in Qin Mo’s mind, the day that pot-bellied man visited the infirmary. While putting on the airs of a teacher, he spoke words more vile than those of a beast. Every utterance spat derision at the dead deemed too lowly to be mourned. His tone swelled with hypocrisy as he basked in his loftiness.

“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”}
After all, he would be that boy’s accomplice; they would be the only ones to know the darkest recesses of each other's hearts. He would be the one closest to him. His one and only. His sole connection in this vast world!

Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

_{{Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.}}Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.

_{“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.}iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.

“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”}
Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

_{When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.}“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

_{With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”}What on earth was he to do?!

With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

_{Qin Mo’s expression grew more taut; even his eyes showed the appearance of little threads of red. Seeing him, Shen Zhuoyun’s lips curled upwards, a hint of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes. “If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.”}
Qin Mo still sat huddled in the snow, his entire form unmoving.

_{When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.}When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

_{After all, he would be that boy’s accomplice; they would be the only ones to know the darkest recesses of each other's hearts. He would be the one closest to him. His one and only. His sole connection in this vast world!}
Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.

After all, he would be that boy’s accomplice; they would be the only ones to know the darkest recesses of each other's hearts. He would be the one closest to him. His one and only. His sole connection in this vast world!

_{Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.}“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.

Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

_{“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

_{{What if that instructor is really dead?}}“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

What if that instructor is really dead?

_{That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.}
“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}How? How could he even open his mouth?

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{A rapturous sound suddenly filled the frigid air: Shen Zhuoyun’s laughter. If anyone saw him, his disturbingly pleased aura would give them a fright. “This is it, Qin Mo. You have no other way out of this.}
Lifting his head, Qin Mo stared at the smile pointed his way that could almost be described as brilliant; a memory flashed in his mind. It was of the peach blossom-eyed boy who hopped off the top bunk in a hurry, asking for his name.

A rapturous sound suddenly filled the frigid air: Shen Zhuoyun’s laughter. If anyone saw him, his disturbingly pleased aura would give them a fright. “This is it, Qin Mo. You have no other way out of this.

_{“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?}Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{What on earth was he to do?!}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

What on earth was he to do?!

_{Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?}
Qin Mo smacked away Shen Zhuoyun’s hand, his gaze fixed on the older boy’s shocked expression, as his own had again finally turned clear. “I haven’t forgotten, Shen Zhuoyun. I still haven’t forgotten who I am.”

Would a Qin Mo, with blood on his hands, distance himself from all others and only trust in him, and him alone?

_{Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.}Just a moment ago, only God knows the terror Jiang Shao felt watching the interaction between those two. But after being mixed up with unsavoury characters, he understood in his soul that the one with the most might was the boss. Qin Mo had the brains, and Shen Zhuoyun had the brawn. So when the left and right took turns at the wheel, it was not up to him to make decisions. So in such a situation, if Shen Zhuoyun did tell him to kill someone, whether he wanted to or not, he had to.

Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

_{“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.}That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.

“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

_{The current heavy snowfall was enough to mask their footprints, allowing whatever moves they planned to stay unknown. But if they waited too long, the cold might make wielding the knife impossible, damning them to their fate.}Before Qin Mo could recover from the bomb that was Shen Zhuoyun’s words, the older boy dropped a second just as quickly. “I might have already killed someone, you know?”

_{“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.}“There’s no need to worry, Qin Mo. We have a knife, remember?” Shen Zhuoyun’s voice in his ear seemed as light as a flutter, yet the words spoken were no less than a grenade exploding in Qin Mo’s heart.

_{“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”}
He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

_{Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.}With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

_{Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.}“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

_{“Can you drive?” Qin asked the two.}
“I have no intention of ever letting the scυm from that school get away scot-free.” Qin Mo slowly rose to his feet. His face was as pale as the snow around him. He looked as if he could easily be taken by a gust of wind. Yet his figure stood remarkably upright, like a fresh bamboo shoot after a good spring rain. “But I won’t use such a shameful method.

“Can you drive?” Qin asked the two.

_{Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”}What on earth was he to do?!

Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”

_{In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.}“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.

_{“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.}“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

“We’re running low on time, Qin Mo.” Shen Zhuoyun extended a hand to caress the boy’s head. It was a soothing gesture, yet it carried a deeper meaning that could not be said.

_{Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”}
“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.}iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.

_{Huh?}A rapturous sound suddenly filled the frigid air: Shen Zhuoyun’s laughter. If anyone saw him, his disturbingly pleased aura would give them a fright. “This is it, Qin Mo. You have no other way out of this.

Huh?

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}
Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”

_{“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”}“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{iana: anyone else see the horns popping out of Shen Zhuoyun’s head in this chapter? I’m shocked he remembered Zhu Ziying (Glasses Boy)—but straight up flabbergasted he invoked Mo Nian! Mo Nian! I'm cowering right there beside you, Jiang Shao.}
That joy etched on Shen Zhuoyun’s face cracked away bit by bit, revealing something complex, interwoven with an obsession growing all the more intense as he stared at the boy before him.

_{Slap!}Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

Slap!

_{Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”}Just a moment ago, only God knows the terror Jiang Shao felt watching the interaction between those two. But after being mixed up with unsavoury characters, he understood in his soul that the one with the most might was the boss. Qin Mo had the brains, and Shen Zhuoyun had the brawn. So when the left and right took turns at the wheel, it was not up to him to make decisions. So in such a situation, if Shen Zhuoyun did tell him to kill someone, whether he wanted to or not, he had to.

Qin Mo loosened his grip and hung his head. “Give me a second. I need to think.”

_{Chapter 46: Decision}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

Chapter 46: Decision

_{When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.}
“I have another way.” Qin Mo stated after waving over Jiang Shao, who squatted nearby.

When Qin Mo made his first kill, he knew that boy would never forget such a thing for the rest of his days. He would never forget the blood—and thus, would never forget him.

_{In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.}“I have no intention of ever letting the scυm from that school get away scot-free.” Qin Mo slowly rose to his feet. His face was as pale as the snow around him. He looked as if he could easily be taken by a gust of wind. Yet his figure stood remarkably upright, like a fresh bamboo shoot after a good spring rain. “But I won’t use such a shameful method.

_{Huh?}Shen Zhuoyun could barely contain his joy because of this desperate situation.

Huh?

_{“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.}“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.

_{Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.}
Just a moment ago, only God knows the terror Jiang Shao felt watching the interaction between those two. But after being mixed up with unsavoury characters, he understood in his soul that the one with the most might was the boss. Qin Mo had the brains, and Shen Zhuoyun had the brawn. So when the left and right took turns at the wheel, it was not up to him to make decisions. So in such a situation, if Shen Zhuoyun did tell him to kill someone, whether he wanted to or not, he had to.

Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.

_{{Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.}}Slap!

Now, you have no other choice but to descend into the depths of hell with me.

_{Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.}
Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

Like this, all the contradictions between them will be resolved once that boy becomes just like him.

_{{Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!}}“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

_Huh?
After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

Huh?

_N/AHow? How could he even open his mouth?

N/A

_{Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”}Slap!

Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}What if that instructor is really dead?

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.}Shen Zhuoyun tіghtened his hold, however, unwilling to let Qin Mo escape. “Did they feel any guilt when they drove Zhu Ziying to his death? Did they feel anything when they rаped Zhao Xuan?! They deserve none in return. Their deaths are nothing to ache over!”

_{A memory from a certain afternoon flashed in Qin Mo’s mind, the day that pot-bellied man visited the infirmary. While putting on the airs of a teacher, he spoke words more vile than those of a beast. Every utterance spat derision at the dead deemed too lowly to be mourned. His tone swelled with hypocrisy as he basked in his loftiness.}
“Can you drive?” Qin asked the two.

A memory from a certain afternoon flashed in Qin Mo’s mind, the day that pot-bellied man visited the infirmary. While putting on the airs of a teacher, he spoke words more vile than those of a beast. Every utterance spat derision at the dead deemed too lowly to be mourned. His tone swelled with hypocrisy as he basked in his loftiness.

_{“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.}Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”}
Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

With an expression so serene it didn’t look like such an insane plan was his suggestion, Shen Zhuoyun asked, “Did you see how many were in the car when you went out just now?”

_N/AA rapturous sound suddenly filled the frigid air: Shen Zhuoyun’s laughter. If anyone saw him, his disturbingly pleased aura would give them a fright. “This is it, Qin Mo. You have no other way out of this.

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_{Chapter 46: Decision}Someone always so composed—so gentle. When you erupt… When you get pushed to the extreme… When you’re stained in blood… I wonder so dearly how you will look.

Chapter 46: Decision

_{Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!}
Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.}“We can take care of it.” A puff of mist swirled as Shen Zhuoyun spoke, his hands moving to take hold of the trembling ones before him. His tone was unusually firm; his gaze carried a boundless frost. It was as if his plan was not made on a moment of impulse, but something he had long schemed thousands of times over.

_{{Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!}}“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”

Why… Why didn’t someone like him die instead?!

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Huh?

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_{“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?}Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

_{“Shen Zhuoyun…” Qin Mo dropped into a huddle, his hand squeezing against his ears. Reciting that boy’s name through gritted teeth, his heart was near bursting with conflicting emotions. “You…”}Jiang Shao shook his head fiercely, while Shen Zhuoyun nodded in contrast, replying simply, “I can.”

_{“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.}Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

“Snatch the van?” The gears in Qin Mo’s mind started spinning to work out the success rate of such a plan, while beside him, Shen Zhuoyun’s face showed faint traces of a smile.

_{He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.}“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

He was Qin Mo. He knew what was right from wrong. He knew what one should and shouldn't do.

_{“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.}
“In a little bit, you’ll have to go to the edge of the grove and lead those guys away. The forest is dense enough, and we need them to get out of the van.” As Qin Mo explained the plan calmly, Jiang Shao exploded when the words finally sank in.

_{“I have no intention of ever letting the scυm from that school get away scot-free.” Qin Mo slowly rose to his feet. His face was as pale as the snow around him. He looked as if he could easily be taken by a gust of wind. Yet his figure stood remarkably upright, like a fresh bamboo shoot after a good spring rain. “But I won’t use such a shameful method.}Qin Mo’s expression grew more taut; even his eyes showed the appearance of little threads of red. Seeing him, Shen Zhuoyun’s lips curled upwards, a hint of satisfaction twinkling in his eyes. “If you don’t want your hands dirtied, I will do it all.”

_{After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s {your} plan?”}“Three… maybe?” Qin Mo replied after a moment of hesitation. There was no tinting on the windows, so the occupants could be seen from the outside. But there was also heating in the car and biting cold outside of it, so the glass was a bit fogged up. Making it a bit difficult for Qin Mo to say there were really three for certain.

After huddling together, Jiang Shao asked through chattering teeth, “So, Young Master Qin. What’s your plan?”

_{How? How could he even open his mouth?}
“Young Master Qin! You—are you cutting me loose after I have no more use…? What about me? I’ll be the only one facing all three! When you guys get in the van, what am I supposed to do?” Jiang Shao was no fool; he was quite clever in his own right. So, with the way Qin Mo’s plan was structured, he and Shen Zhuoyun can make a run for it the second they get the van. What about him, then?

How? How could he even open his mouth?

_{Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.}Thank god, Qin Mo didn’t agree to that insane fυcking idea! All three of us would’ve been murderers! You are our saviour, Qin Mo!

Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

_{Ignoring the flakes of white settled upon his own head, Shen Zhuoyun bent down to brush the snow layered over Qin Mo’s body. His touches were light and oh-so-gentle, as if he were dusting off his most precious treasure.}In that instant, Qin Mo felt a chill, one running from the base of his skull to the end of his spine. Without even thinking, he stepped away from Shen Zhuoyun, absolute bewilderment etched on his face.

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}
What on earth was he to do?!

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{Fixing his gaze on Shen Zhuoyun’s, his next words were pronounced as if they were a solemn oath: “I swear to you, there will be a day that I will make each and every one of them descend into a hell far worse than ours.”}“Do you remember what they did to us in that prison camp?” Shen Zhuoyun wiped all warmth from his face, his every word laced with temptation. “Think about Zhu Ziying… about Mo Nian. They owe us for everything they did. Nothing we do to them in return will ever be too much.”

_{“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”}Lifting his head, Qin Mo stared at the smile pointed his way that could almost be described as brilliant; a memory flashed in his mind. It was of the peach blossom-eyed boy who hopped off the top bunk in a hurry, asking for his name.

“I will not haphazardly have those bastards’ blood on my hands—let alone allow them to stain yours.”

_{Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”}Before Qin Mo was the end of the road, where only an invitation to hell lay in wait.

Letting out a sigh, Qin Mo turned to Jiang Shao, his expression a bit embarrassed. “Then, um… you will need to work hаrd.”

_{Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.}“It’s time to get up now.” He reached out a hand to Qin Mo. “There’s no more time left.”

Qin Mo’s head shot up, his eyes pulled wide as he stared at Shen Zhuoyun, looking like the person before him was one he had never known.

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