Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School Chapter 1450 - Handled by the Law

1450 Taken Care Of By Justice

Jian Yichen’s pronouncements drew the notice of Duo, who turned his head to observe.

The Sect Master had mentioned a young man within this contingent, designated as the sole individual who must not be harmed.

It was likely him.

“She is unharmed,” Duo stated blandly, then added, “However, her mood is quite grim.”

Immediately after Duo concluded his statement, he directed his gaze toward Qiao Shuyi and declared, “You have underestimated the adversary’s might. You have injured someone you ought not to have, and you must be ready to face retribution at any moment.”

Duo slowly elevated his hand, and a sphere of dark mist coalesced within it—the power of repose, the Cup of Transcendence!

Hovering above Qiao Shuyi’s head, a colossal metallic chalice materialized. Black effluvium swirled around the cup, lending it an exceedingly sinister appearance. Once ensnared within its confines, individuals were known to be reduced to cinders in mere seconds.

Jian Yichen, having just found solace from the tidings of Jian Ai’s safety, was thrown back into agitation by the unfolding spectacle, exclaiming, “No, no!”

Yet, Jian Changsheng gazed upon Qiao Shuyi with tears welling in his eyes, unable to formulate a plea on her behalf. Her actions—the demise of Meizi and Xiao Yu—had shattered her image in his heart.

If she did not forfeit her life, how could he face Meizi and Xiao Yu? How could he face Xiao Ai?

It was his fault, his actions that led to their deaths.

At this precise juncture, Luan Qingyang’s mobile device emitted a ringing tone.

“It is the Sect Master,”

Luan Qingyang announced to Duo, recognizing the caller ID.

Perhaps anticipating new directives from the Sect Master, Fallen casually withdrew his divine power and gestured for Luan Qingyang to receive the call.

Jian Ai conveyed a message over the phone. Luan Qingyang glanced at Jian Yichen and conveyed silently, “I comprehend.”

“What were the Sect Master’s intentions?” Duo inquired.

Luan Qingyang responded, “Permit her to live for the present and convey her back to China.”

Duo could only assent. Merely a moment’s delay, and the woman would have ceased to exist in this world.

Luan Qingyang extended his hand, and an inhalation of fragrant pollen befell them. In the subsequent second, they succumbed to unconsciousness.

Upon regaining consciousness, Qiao Shuyi found herself in an unfamiliar locale.

Four concrete walls enclosed her, devoid of any windows. A solitary fixture on the shed’s ceiling emitted a dim, yellowish illumination. The atmosphere was oppressively humid, and a repugnant, musty odor permeated the air.

Jian Changsheng, her son, and her daughter were no longer beside her. She was alone, bound to a wooden chair.

Qiao Shuyi’s eyes widened in sheer terror. The uncertainty of time and location morphed into a suffocating dread.

At that instant, the imposing iron door creaked open, revealing a multitude of figures congregating in the entryway.

Jian Ai, Bai Zhou, Yu Wuyuan, Yun Buyao, and the others were all present. They entered the clandestine chamber in unison, and the door swung shut behind them.

Confronted by this assembly, Qiao Shuyi recoiled in disarray. Instinctively, she attempted to draw back, but her bonds held her fast to the chair, offering no escape.

The esteemed lady of a wealthy household was reduced to such a pitiable state, resembling a terrified rabbit. Yet, who could have predicted the profound darkness and malice festering within her heart, rendering her unworthy of any compassion?

“Do you comprehend the reason you remain alive?”

Jian Ai advanced, posing the question to Qiao Shuyi with an impassive visage.

Upon beholding this woman, Jian Ai felt only a consuming hatred, devoid of any other emotion.

Nevertheless, she momentarily suppressed this animosity, unwilling to grant Qiao Shuyi a swift demise. Such an end would be far too lenient.

She desired Qiao Shuyi to endure agonizing torment, a longing for death mirroring the suffering inflicted upon her in her past existence.

Qiao Shuyi recognized Jian Ai. They had encountered each other during the Langxing Gala, engaging in a playful game. At that time, they had both graced the same event, and it now became apparent that Changsheng’s daughter had already established a presence by his side.

Qiao Shuyi shook her head, marveling at the capabilities of this young woman, who appeared barely past her adolescence. The individuals accompanying her possessed an undeniable aura of power.

Indeed, as the man wielding arcane abilities had foretold, she had indeed underestimated her opponents and provoked those she should not have.

“I have no desire to orchestrate the demise of Yichen’s mother in his presence,” Jian Ai stated coldly, fixing her gaze upon Qiao Shuyi. “I am not like you; I am not inhumane.”

“However, you shall still perish. You will expiate the transgressions you have committed and bear the consequences.”

The utterance of the word ‘death’ profoundly unnerved Qiao Shuyi. She whimpered, shaking her head in abject fear, and struggled vigorously against her bonds. Alas, her mouth was bound, denying her even the chance to beg for mercy.

Jian Ai harbored no inclination for further discourse. During the period of their investigation into Qiao Shuyi, Ji Haoyu had uncovered troubling details concerning other homicides, confirming Qiao Shuyi’s culpability.

He signaled Yun Buyao, indicating that she could commence.

Yun Buyao gave a nod and proceeded to engage Qiao Shuyi with her Spiritual Art. Subsequently, she removed the adhesive tape from Qiao Shuyi’s mouth, compelling her to divulge every detail.

The demise of Han Wenjing, the end of Vivian, and the instrumental role of her brother, Qiao Shuchen, in orchestrating these events were all laid bare. Qiao Shuyi had confided every detail of her schemes, including the precise timings and locations, to them.

Chi Yang meticulously documented every word spoken using a camera.

Subsequently, Zhi Tong, drawing from photographs of Han Wenjing and Vivian from their living days, conjured two spectral apparitions eerily resembling them. These vengeful spirits were destined to torment Qiao Shuyi nightly until her final moments!

“Make several copies of this video,” Chi Yang instructed. “Send one to the Qiao family, another to the Jian family, and retain a solitary copy for Jian Changsheng himself.”

Chi Yang acknowledged the directive with a nod.

Later that same night, a nondescript black van arrived at the National Security Police Station in the capital. Its doors swung open at the entrance, disgorging two figures concealed within cloth sacks, along with a videotape. The van promptly departed.

A police officer on duty, witnessing the scene, hurried out to investigate. The two individuals discovered were none other than Qiao Shuyi and Qiao Shuchen.

Upon receiving the video, the Qiao family immediately mobilized their extensive network of connections, desperately lobbying the National Security Police Station to secure the release of Qiao Shuyi and Qiao Shuchen.

Although deeply shocked by the revelations, the Qiao family recognized the immediate urgency of the situation. Their primary focus was extracting their kin, believing their family's considerable influence and established standing within the capital's elite circles would suffice to resolve the matter. They dismissed the potential consequences as mere trifles concerning a few lives.

However, their attempts were met with an unexpected and unyielding wall of resistance. Checkpoints that typically yielded to their influence were now as impenetrable as stone.

The Yu family had issued an unequivocal decree: the situation was to be handled strictly in accordance with the law. Not the nation's law, but the law as dictated by the Yu family itself!

When news reached the Jian family, the usually imperious Old Master Jian was instantly reduced to a state of fearful apprehension. The might of the Yu family in the capital was far beyond the means of either the Jian or Qiao families to contend with. In their presence, negotiation was an impossibility.

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Upon viewing the video, Jian Changsheng was staggered to discover the extent of Qiao Shuyi's clandestine actions. She had secretly orchestrated the demise of numerous women, all of whom had had some connection with him.

Jian Changsheng was utterly dumbfounded, incapable of processing the information.

He had consistently maintained a strictly polite distance from these women, never crossing any boundaries. He had not even entertained the notion of rekindling any past affections with Wang Yunmei.

Throughout these years, his devotion had been solely and wholeheartedly directed towards Qiao Shuyi. She was the only one he had ever loved!