Chapter 182: Reunion
March 23rd, 7:13 PM — Third Floor, Gu Tianhao’s Mansion
Mu Qinglan POV
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Jiang Roulan stood frozen in the doorway, jaw slack, eyes darting from the puddles of blood to the twitching hand half-smashed under the bust cabinet. I let The Endless Night drop against the floor with a heavy clang, grinning like an idiot while I wiped some splatter from my chin with the back of my hand.
"You look like you walked through a slaughterhouse," Roulan breathed, voice thin as glass.
I spread my arms, letting blood drip from my elbows, half-giddy and half just high off surviving. "What, you don’t like my new perfume?" My voice cracked into a giggle. "It’s very... sweet. Maybe John will go wild for it."
Roulan just blinked at me, mouth opening and closing. She didn’t look scared, just... rattled. I loved it. If she screamed, maybe I’d feel normal. Instead, she stepped into the carnage. Her bare feet almost slipped in a streak of gore.
"Holy shit, Qinglan, are you—did you do all this?"
"Obviously." I flashed her a full smile, the kind that said I might be two heartbeats away from cackling or crying. "You want a demonstration? Maybe I should’ve let the last one live so you could see."
Somehow... being myself in front of Jiang Roulan felt great! No, father. No family. No bullshit!
Only Me.