"..."

The final moment.

Su Qingqing's figure halted.

These few words from Ye Huan made her completely lose the courage to dash herself against the iron wall.

"Thump."

Sitting down on the ground.

She buried her head between her legs, biting her lips hard, two streams of clear tears flowed unceasingly down, wetting the ground.

She wanted to smash into the wall and die, to atone for her sins.

But Ye Huan's words brought many images to her mind.

Song Yanhong and Su Dahai lay sick in bed, with no money for medical treatment, uttering painful groans, but no one responded to them.

The two of them just quietly passed away in endless despair and suffering.

It wasn't until many days later that their bodies, emitting a stench of decay, were discovered by the villagers, but no one collected their corpses.

Thinking of these images, even if she wanted to atone, she no longer had the courage to dash to her death.

She didn't want those scenes to become reality.

"..."

Ye Huan remained silent.

As Su Qingqing's sobbing subsided significantly.

He tossed a piece of paper in front of Su Qingqing.

"An ointment brewed with this recipe can remove the scar on your face."

"Additionally, you can deal with your brother's body yourself."

Having said this coldly.

Ye Huan turned and left.

As he took the first step, his left hand was grabbed.

He slightly turned his head.

Only to see Su Qingqing kneeling on the ground, one hand holding onto Ye Huan.

Tears still streamed down her face, full of pleas, she said:

"Ye Huan, can... can you give me a chance?"

"For the sake of my parents, I cannot die, but... but I want to compensate for the wrong I did to you in any other way."

"Can you give me a chance to atone?"

"It's unnecessary, you and I, we're already..." Ye Huan extended his right hand, shaking off Su Qingqing's hand, expressionless, "not friends anymore."

With cold words ending.

Ye Huan sat in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Vroom!

The car emitted a loud roar.

Like a rocket, it shot off, soon driving out of the factory.

Nobody noticed, a black figure flickered about five hundred meters away, then disappeared.

Inside the factory.

Su Qingqing fell to the ground in a daze, pounding the ground with her pink fist, even as her hand bled, it didn't stop.

Not friends.

Yes, they were not friends anymore.

What right did she have to stay by his side, to compensate him?

Besides, he didn't need her compensation!

But...

She really couldn't accept it.

She really couldn't accept it.

Su Qingqing clenched her teeth, her delicate body trembling.

In an impulse, she took out her phone from her jacket pocket.

Luckily, there was still 3% battery left.

She opened her contacts, her finger hovering over a contact named "Aunt Li."

Unable to press down.

This was very selfish.

Selfish to the extreme!

But, she really couldn't accept it.

Knowing the whole truth and seeing Ye Huan come to the abandoned factory with her own eyes.

Su Qingqing had completely given her heart to Ye Huan.

In this situation, completely breaking ties with Ye Huan, not even being friends?

She couldn't accept it, she couldn't accept it at all!

"Ye Huan, I'm sorry."

"This is the last time I'll do something to hurt you."

"Really, I'm... I'm sorry."

Su Qingqing pressed her lips tightly together, and with only 1% battery left on her phone, pressed the button.

She dialed the number, and it connected quickly.

"Aunt Li, I've made up my mind, I want to..."

"Marry Ye Huan!"

As the words fell, the phone completely lost power, the screen went dark, and it shut off automatically.

"Bang."

The phone slipped from her moist palm and fell to the ground.

Su Qingqing eyed Su Zhiqiang's corpse, her eyes filled with hatred.

For a moment, she even raised her toe, wanting to stomp on Su Zhiqiang's corpse a few times.

But at the last moment, she held back.

She returned to the iron house, picking up the recipe Ye Huan had left behind.

"So foolish,"

"I've been so bad to you, yet you're still so good to me..."

Su Qingqing gritted her teeth, wiped away her tears, her look and expression became extremely determined.

"Rip."

She tore the paper into countless pieces!

She didn't want this recipe!

Even if keeping the scar would greatly affect her appearance.

But she didn't care!

She wanted to use this scar.

To constantly remind herself, of the wrong she once did!

A mistake to the extreme!

In the future.

Slowly repay Ye Huan!

If not friends, then as a couple!

As his wife, slowly repay the wrongs to Ye Huan!

...

In a small villa in the Capital City, in a dimly lit basement.

"Lord Billson, the... the Ultimate Weapon, it..."

"It has been realized in Su Zhiqiang!"

After Ye Huan sawed open Su Zhiqiang's skull and completely killed Su Zhiqiang, Lin Xie immediately returned to the villa, entered the basement, and locked the door.

His face was full of ecstatic excitement, his hand holding the phone trembled violently while dialing.

Once the call connected, he immediately spoke, detailing the situation!

"..."

After a brief silence.

An extremely shocked voice came from the other end of the phone: "What did you say!?"

"The... the Ultimate Weapon, Su Zhiqiang became the Ultimate Weapon!"

"The Celestial God, Celestial God Level 'Rakshasa'!"

Lin Xie said excitedly.

"Beep——"

A long hang-up tone was heard.

The next second, "Ring ring ring."

A video call came in.

Lin Xie swallowed and clicked to answer.

On the other end of the phone, Billson's eyeballs almost popped from their sockets: "Are you serious, the 'Ultimate Weapon' was realized in Su Zhiqiang!?"

"Yes... yes!"

"I don't know what happened!"

"But I could clearly sense that when Su Zhiqiang took the Cyan Level B-max during his showdown with Ye Huan, his aura rose to... the Celestial God level!"

"Although his overall aura and strength were only comparable to the weakest Celestial God — the Goddess of Wisdom Athena, it was still Celestial God level..."

"How could this be, theoretically, after taking those Yellow and Cyan Level B-max, Su Zhiqiang could only reach a level infinitely close to Celestial God, how could he reach the Celestial God level?" Billson interrupted Lin Xie, presenting his analysis.

"Lord, I was there, felt it clearly that after Su Zhiqiang took the Cyan Level B-max, he indeed reached the Celestial God level."

"Before that, he made grand speeches, expressing hatred and resentment towards Ye Huan, his parents, his younger sister, and his family environment."

"Afterwards, his eyes started turning red, he went berserk, he lost his reason."

Lin Xie then detailed every event at the abandoned factory, leaving nothing out, telling Billson everything.

"Are you saying that Ye Huan killed, someone who reached the Celestial God level, Su Zhiqiang?" In the video display, Billson's eyebrows knitted together tightly, his voice heavy.

"That's right, at the last moment."

"He also revealed his identity to Su Zhiqiang."

"He is the God of Slaughter!"

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