Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1560 - 1760: A Tiger That Doesn't Show Its Might Is Just a Sick Cat!

Upon reaching this point, Hao Jian's tone of voice had already shifted. The emphasis on the word "last" in "last time" was particularly heavy, as if specially reminding the woman, telling her that his patience had reached its limit. If she continued to refuse to speak and forced his hand, she could only blame herself for what was to come.
"Who sent you?" Hao Jian asked.
Upon hearing this, the woman couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably. She dared not move her body, fearing that the dagger pressed against her cheek would also move suddenly. Her gaze flickered slightly towards the dagger; something that had been a lethal weapon in her hands now became the object of her greatest dread.
The woman dared not look Hao Jian in the eyes, feeling a sense of fear towards him. She kept dodging his gaze. At this moment, her mind was spinning rapidly, uncertain whether to speak or not. If she didn't speak, Hao Jian clearly wouldn't let her go; the knife would remain at her face. But if she did speak, her employer would surely not spare her either.
As she wavered on whether to reveal information, a flash of the blade caught her eyes, sending a jolt through her soul. She suddenly remembered that the little girl had already abandoned her and left. If she couldn't even save her own life, what did it matter about the employer? Surviving was the priority.
The woman quickly made a decision in her mind and trembling, she said, "I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"
Silently, Hao Jian tapped the woman's cheek with the back of the knife again. Although her face was covered in grime due to the role she was playing, Hao Jian could tell from tapping with the knife that beneath, there was a good amount of elasticity—her cheeks were well-preserved.
Hao Jian was secretly pleased. As expected, women care about their appearance. He had one tactic for dealing with men, and another for women like this one, which had never failed him.
Hao Jian smiled and waited for the woman to reveal the ultimate truth.
At that moment, seeing Hao Jian finally remove the dagger from her face, the woman took a deep breath, and looked up at Hao Jian. Realizing he was waiting for her answer, she dared not delay.
She quickly said, "It was Murder God who sent us!"
Upon hearing the words "Murder God," Hao Jian's expression changed immediately, becoming unreadable and extremely frightening.
The woman was startled by the expression on Hao Jian's face. She had never seen anyone with such intense killing intent in their eyes. This alone filled her with fear.
As a result, she spilled everything in one breath: "I swear I'm not lying to you. The entire situation was orchestrated by Murder God. He sent people to track your movements, and so we followed you all the way to the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, and then to this place. Once here, seeing you finally alone, we executed our plan, causing the scene just now and this current situation."
Actually, even upon hearing Murder God's name, rage began to bubble inside Hao Jian. Thus, whatever the woman said afterward, he didn't really care or pay attention to.
Rage flared within Hao Jian. No wonder there was such chaos previously in Hua City, where a murderer was stirred up, which then led to him being lured to the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Tournament. The original plan was for the mastermind to appear there and take him down, yet they never showed up. After a series of sudden events, he left the place.
Turns out everything had been prearranged to deceive him, secretly arranging assassins to follow him while he was distracted.
All of this had been planned long ago, all targeted at him.
Throughout the years, Hao Jian knew he had made many enemies, most of whom were resolved on the spot. Each grievance was settled without carrying over, with issues resolved as they arose, typical of Jianghu matters.
Yet, throughout the years, there has been something persistently bothering him, sporadically, never fully going away—namely, the Four Great Alliances of the Four Great Forbidden Zones. They periodically disrupted his life: first it was Spear God, then Kazan, and now it's Murder God, as well as Bandit God with whom he had deep enmities.
Hao Jian was now beyond furious. Previously, if Spear God's interference in his life led to him escaping, so be it. But then Kazan showed up, and although he handled it, even taking down one of the Mercenary Alliances in the process, the trouble never ended.
The Four Great Forbidden Zones, Four Great Alliances have never ceased disturbing his life. Hao Jian had secluded himself in Huaxia seeking peace and a carefree lifestyle. If that were taken away, the feeling was indescribable.
Hao Jian now felt that if Murder God were in front of him, he'd show no mercy, strangling him to let him understand the consequences of provoking him, the result of disrupting his life.
"The Four Great Alliances!" Hao Jian spat out these words with killing intent, startling the woman.
At that moment, the woman seemed as though she wanted to whisper something to Hao Jian, something significant, ensuring no one else would hear. Hao Jian leaned over to listen.
But at that instant, the moment Hao Jian leaned in, a flash of killing intent appeared in the woman's eyes. As she drew near, she suddenly opened her mouth and rapidly closed in on Hao Jian, revealing a sharp blade in her mouth intending to slice Hao Jian's carotid artery in one swift motion.
Had the artery been cut, Hao Jian wouldn't have had a chance to react, collapsing on the ground like Ye Yiyun did before, with limbs twitching before passing away completely.
But in that critical moment, Hao Jian's sensitivity to lethal intent was extraordinarily keen. The instant he noticed the woman's unusual demeanor, he instantly became aware and spotted the blade concealed in her mouth.
In a split second, Hao Jian swiftly avoided the blade's strike, delivering a punch to the woman's face. That punch was infused with Hao Jian's fury. With a "bang," the woman was knocked straight to the ground.
Hao Jian withdrew his fist, steadying his breath.
When he looked down, the woman was now lying on the ground. She no longer had the chance to get up again. Her plan to kill Hao Jian with the blade was her last act, never expecting Hao Jian's single punch to drive the blade back down her throat, slicing through her intestines on its trajectory.
In that instant, her eyes, filled with shock and pain, didn't even have a chance to close before she collapsed and died.
Hao Jian glanced down at her briefly before averting his gaze. Once she revealed the truth, he had intended to let her go. Never did he expect her to harbor treachery against him. If not for his timely reaction, it would be him on the ground now.
Therefore, at this moment, Hao Jian felt no compassion whatsoever. Instead, his anger grew more intense, his breathing increasingly erratic.
The woman lay on the ground, blood slowly trickling from her mouth, pooling on the floor—dead beyond dead.
Hao Jian's thoughts had already moved on, not sparing a glance at the corpse as he headed toward the parking lot exit.
Yet, at that time, a constant gaze was observing inside. As Hao Jian was about to leave, it quickly retreated and hurriedly moved away. Once Hao Jian had gone off into the distance, it returned to the underground parking lot, arriving beside the woman lying in the bloodstain.
This was indeed the little girl who had fled earlier. Her gaze upon the woman was devoid of sorrow, containing a hint of mockery. She crouched down, donned gloves, and searched the woman's body, retrieving something resembling a token, which she wrapped up and tucked into her pocket.
The little girl sneered at the woman, saying, "Assassins never truly have emotion. How could you be so foolish, deserving death!"
Having picked up what she needed, the little girl quickly departed the underground parking, leaving behind the woman's lifeless body, disappearing into the darkness.
What the little girl did not know was that Hao Jian was aware of everything, that she had only pretended to flee but was observing everything from the shadows. He knew where she was hiding, yet pretended ignorance, not revealing her.
The little girl didn't realize she was unknowingly following a part of Hao Jian's act. As she entered the underground parking lot, Hao Jian had quietly infiltrated it, observing her every move.
When he saw the little girl take that token from the woman's body and pocket it, a glint of killing intent mixed with satisfaction crossed his eyes. The little girl swiftly left, disappearing quickly while Hao Jian quietly followed, watching until she vanished completely.
At that moment, Hao Jian helplessly glanced toward the sky. The moon last night was still dim, almost nonexistent. But tonight's moon was so large and round, illuminating the ground clearly.
This scene evoked certain memories in Hao Jian, yet his heart embraced a different thought.
It was time to settle the vendetta with the Four Great Alliances; a tiger that never roars could truly be mistaken for a weak cat, irrespective of its ferocity or hunger.