Wants to kill her

  The morning sunlight shines on the lake, and on the deck of a boat, clothes are scattered all over. A figure lies on the deck, half-naked, with scratch marks and hickeys exposed all over their body. The luxurious large boat is moored not far from the shore.

  Although the people on the shore couldn't see very clearly, they could vaguely make out that it was a naked woman, and were shocked in their hearts. Some onlookers had already gathered at the shore.

  No ships dared to approach, for everyone knew the temperament of the current tyrant king, and no one dared to provoke him, so they could only watch from afar that enchanting figure.

  The light on her head gradually became stronger, and the people on the deck slowly opened their eyes. The dazzling sunlight made it impossible for her to open her eyes. She slightly moved her arm, and a tearing pain came. She bit her lips tightly, lifted her arm with difficulty, covered the light with her palm, and slightly turned her head to observe the surrounding situation.

  As soon as she entered, the mast of the boat came into view. Looking a bit further away, the crowd was packed and endless, with scattered voices entering her eardrums, startling her. Her clothes? She hastily looked down at herself.

  This glance was enough to make her heart skip a beat, and after just a few seconds, she came back to herself, her small hands feeling around on the deck, grabbing at her clothes, covering herself up, the shame and humiliation in her heart making her bite her lower lip.

  Both hands clenched tightly into fists, tightly, tightly.

  She propped herself up with her hands on the ship's board, her tattered clothes barely covering her important parts, and the scars on her body reflected in her eyes, showing no joy or anger. Things had come to this point, she had nothing to fear anymore, nor was there anything left to care about.

  "Hmm..." Wanting to get up, didn't expect the wound on her chest to hurt again, and the tearing pain came again.

  Suppressing the pain, Lan Ya noticed her current location, on a deck of a classic luxury cruise ship, with distant views still unexplored, when suddenly a chill ran down her back.

  She felt a chill gaze fixed on her, as if in the dead of night, a wolf had locked onto its prey, making her whole body shudder.

  He turned his head sharply and met a pair of eyes like a cheetah's, with an icy gaze that was full of sarcasm.

  Scoff? Who is this man? Lan Ya sized up the person in front of her, wearing ancient attire, with long hair scattered behind him, reclining on a soft couch, his entire body exuding an aura of icy coldness.

  Such a man, with such looks and demeanor, inspires awe at first sight.

  She had not seen many men in her life, fewer than a hundred in thirteen years, but she also knew quite a bit about them through TV and books. However, the gaze of this man in front of her made her feel a deep-seated fear.

  Her fingernails dug into her palm, a kind of fear filled her heart, and although she was extremely afraid, she raised her chin in defiance.

  "Who are you?" The hoarse voice was cold and clear, she had no idea when the Silver Moon family got such a dangerous person.

  Jin Ye got up from the soft couch, his long legs lazily walking towards her, his sexy lips slightly pursed as he spoke a few words, making Lan Ya tremble.

  "The person who wants to kill you."

  Lan Ya stood up straight, took a deep breath, but still couldn't figure out the current situation. The ancient costumes around her were confusing, and this man, she could feel that he wasn't from the Silver Moon family.

  Who else would want her dead besides the Gin no Tsuki family?

  "Who are you?" Lan Ya's voice was heavy with emphasis, her slender body swaying unsteadily.

  With a slight movement of his pale fingers, he lifted up Lanya's chin, with a mocking smile on his lips and a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "The dead are not worthy of knowing."