Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Is it morning..."

The morning light shone, gently stirring her brows and waking the sleeping beauty. As she opened her eyes, the sunlight in the room seemed to dim a bit.

"That Hao Jian, making a fuss over a small injury and insisting on taking me to the hospital..."

Yuan Shanshan pouted. For such a minor injury, a bit of medicine at home would have sufficed for healing, yet she was dragged to the hospital without even being asked, and given a private room.

"I wonder how Hao Jian is doing..."

Recalling Hao Jian's words before he left, Yuan Shanshan couldn't help but worry. Her eyes slightly lowered, then she slowly raised her head and gave a slight smile.

"I have to trust him!"

"Oh? Awake so early? I thought you'd sleep a few more hours..."

Suddenly, a voice echoed in the ward. Upon hearing it, Yuan Shanshan swiftly turned her head towards the door, where Hao Jian stood leaning against it.

"Haha, turning so quickly might strain your neck. You still have a wound there, so don't make any sudden movements that might hinder its healing!"

Casually closing the door, Hao Jian chuckled as he looked at Yuan Shanshan.

A few hours earlier, after dealing with Madison, he had to attend to the mountain fire caused by the plane explosion. He had been running around those burning points with Spice Ginger and others.

Moreover, the people at the private airport needed to be handled. Fortunately, he had informed Lin Nantian beforehand, asking him to wait at the foot of the mountain. So after signaling him, Lin Nantian and his team arrived within an hour.

Once Lin Nantian and his group arrived, Hao Jian said a few things and left the cleanup to Spice Ginger and Lin Nantian, quickly grabbing a car and rushing to the hospital.

Just moments ago, he arrived at the hospital, hesitating at the door whether to enter, fearing he might disturb the resting Yuan Shanshan. But hearing the movements in the room and Yuan Shanshan's mumbling, he opened the door.

"Hmph!"

Hao Jian's teasing made Yuan Shanshan pout and turn her head away, huffing softly, "You're overreacting. It's just a cut, not a big deal..."

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian tapped the floor with his toe, appearing next to Yuan Shanshan's window, gently flicking her forehead and laughing softly.

"What do you mean by overreacting? You're a public figure, any scars could affect people's impression of you. Moreover, as Hao Jian's woman, we must ensure you recover anywhere there's a chance!"

"Your body is your greatest asset, so don't squander it lightly. After all, I'm protecting your assets for you..."

Hao Jian's gentle laughter lingered in Yuan Shanshan's ears, her eyes gradually moistening.

"Alright, don't always cry over these things. You're Yuan Shanshan, not someone who sheds tears." Seeing the mist in Yuan Shanshan's eyes, Hao Jian shrugged and gently ruffled her hair, his soft voice ringing in her ears.

"Mm!"

Seeing Yuan Shanshan calm down, Hao Jian touched his nose.

"Madison?"

"Taken care of."

"..."

Perhaps the incident had greatly impacted Yuan Shanshan. As she chatted with Hao Jian, he could clearly sense her inner fear. However, as time passed, Yuan Shanshan became increasingly cheerful.

Seeing this, Hao Jian relaxed, knowing Yuan Shanshan was emerging from the shadows. But...

"Hao Jian, I want to be discharged!"

"Uh..."

Rubbing his forehead, Hao Jian internally hoped Yuan Shanshan wouldn't leave the hospital just yet, at least until her wound healed sufficiently. After all, he worried something might happen.

Yet, it turned out his concerns were unfounded. Despite being a doctor himself, the minor external wound would heal with some time.

The underlying issue was Hao Jian's mental state, or perhaps his over-concern for Yuan Shanshan's physical well-being. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost control after Yuan Shanshan got hurt.

After another half an hour, Yuan Shanshan finally persuaded Hao Jian.

Touching the band-aid on her neck, Yuan Shanshan glared fiercely at Hao Jian. It was just a small cut, yet he made her wrap it with a bandage.

"Haha."

Touching his nose, Hao Jian laughed awkwardly.

In the following days, Hao Jian took Yuan Shanshan to every fun place in Hua City. Although they had visited these spots numerous times before, they never felt bored.

Perhaps for them, it wasn't the scenery that mattered but the company. As long as the person beside them was present, even a small blade of grass would seem endlessly fascinating.

Today, as always, Hao Jian accompanied Yuan Shanshan to several places. The difference was, today Yuan Shanshan finally peeled off the annoying band-aid. With Hao Jian's careful care, no trace was left!

"Finally, I have reassured that girl..."

Walking on the way home, Hao Jian stretched lazily, the curve at the corner of his mouth carried a hint of charm.

"I wonder what actions Nicholas has over there, Spice Ginger hasn't found any useful information these days, I just hope those guys don't do anything stupid..."

Shaking his head, he cast aside these tangled thoughts—soldiers will block water and earth counter—this is Hao Jian's current idea and the method he is executing.

"Crack..."

Opening the door, just as his foot stepped into the room, Hao Jian's eyes suddenly narrowed, the corner of his mouth slightly curled—there's a guest...

"Tap tap tap..."

He stepped forward, the sole of his shoes made sounds as they touched the ground, echoing in the dim room. Slowly, he reached out, placing his palm towards the light switch.

Just as Hao Jian was about to turn on the light, an extremely fierce killing intent came crashing towards him. His palm swiftly changed direction, suddenly slapping backwards!

"Clang!"

The sound of metal colliding echoed sharply within the room, and as Hao Jian's palm followed the angle of the slap, it hit the room's light switch.

"Hehe, if you plan to ambush assassinations, do your homework. Your tense heartbeat can be heard from afar, along with the killing intent you're not even concealing—clearly telling me you want to kill me."

The curve at the corner of his mouth, the curve in his squinting eyes, all ridiculing, Hao Jian reached out and slapped away another strike from this person, taking a closer look—it was a small dagger.

"I said, don't use such low-level tricks, they won't work on me."

A faint voice, enveloped in killing intent, in that instant, suddenly exploded out, landing on the person attacking Hao Jian!

"Boom!"

Facing this killing intent head-on, the attacker finally fell to the ground, revealing their figure.

Unlike Muramasa's robust build, this person was rather slim, about 165 centimeters tall, entirely wrapped in black night attire, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with killing intent.

Hao Jian's voice was met with no reaction, like a viper tightly watching its prey from the dark, only now this viper was exposed.

The blinding light made him uncomfortable; living long inside darkness made it difficult to face sunlight. Moreover, the tasks he performed rarely exposed him to light.

"Speak, who sent you to kill me? Make it clear, and I might leave you a complete corpse." With indifferent eyes, Hao Jian glanced casually at the assassin, fiddling with his fingers, showing no concern for the sudden surge of this guy's killing intent.

From his perspective, this assassin was several levels lower than Muramasa. He wondered what the client was thinking, since he had dealt with Muramasa, how could they dare send someone weaker?

Wait, something's not right...

I handled the Muramasa incident discreetly; aside from Muramasa himself, no one knew, and the only ones aware, Madison and the other person, had been dealt with by me...

Shaking his head, Hao Jian almost forgot this bit, but now that he realized this puzzle, he no longer zoned out and instead slowly straightened his head, eyeing the assassin.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Hao Jian was about to speak, the assassin suddenly shot forward, without uttering a word, pulling out a dagger from his body—a dagger with blood grooves, a single stab and the blood would flow endlessly.

"Fine by me, beating you might make you obediently tell me everything I want to know."

Cracking his neck, as his statement dropped, Hao Jian stomped fiercely on the ground, his figure suddenly surged forward!

"So fast!"

Clearly only two meters away from Hao Jian, with his speed, he could reach him in just 0.5 seconds. Yet at that instant, the assassin's pupils contracted sharply, for he found that Hao Jian, who knows when, appeared behind him, while his figure still seemed to be in front.

"Afterimage?!"

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you, my short burst speed isn't something someone like you can match." Smirking, Hao Jian swiped his palm, fiercely hitting the assassin.

"Boom!"

In that fleeting instant, the assassin's figure twisted unnaturally, narrowly dodging his attack.

"Hehe, pretty quick reflexes."

Failing to strike didn't bother Hao Jian at all. His foot pivoted on the ground, driving his figure—the initially missed palm suddenly flipped strangely in mid-air, turning at an angle, aiming for the assassin who had dodged the blow!

No way?!

I already used all my strength to evade this guy's strike, how could he make such a move again?!

His file stated the target this time was just an ordinary person! How could he have such formidable power?!

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