Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"How's that, I've made myself clear, haven't I? If you can nab Brother Dragon for us, I'll put in a good word for you in front of Miss. I might let you little lackeys off the hook since she's been in a good mood lately. But if that Brother Dragon gets away, we'll have no choice but to take it out on you guys to appease Miss." Guluo and Ximu held a frightened captive, full of threats, and especially Guluo, who slid a blood-stained steel rod over his shoulder, that faint smell of blood mingling with the rust, one dared not think too hard about which unfortunate comrade had left it behind.

"I got it, I got it, for sure, consider it done, definitely." The man nodded eagerly.

For the gang members, there's no excessive loyalty to speak of, betrayal is rife even without the threat of a gun to the head or death; and even in regular times, skimming a little off the top can lead to selling out the gang's information.

"Good, now show me first, let's see if you're quick on the uptake, and if there are any slip-ups; your life may be a small matter, but if because of your delay, Brother Dragon escapes, I'm afraid Miss will be so angry she'll have me take all night to torture you." The two of them really got into character, showing a convincing display of villainy.

"Alright, I'll demonstrate now, right away." Saying so, he pretended to pick up a personal terminal with empty hands, cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"Brother Dragon, Brother Dragon, we've got it done. Sharpnose told me to let you know, those two pretty girls are really beautiful, I've never seen anyone so good-looking in my life, even better than those top-notch ones in the black market videos. Brother Dragon, what shall we do with these two beauties, heh heh." At first, he trembled as he spoke, but then it was as if he was in earnest, his laughter containing a sleazy note.

"Tsk tsk, very nice, I think you've got talent." Guluo clicked his tongue.

"Heh heh, in our line of work, naturally we have to handle such matters. Don't worry, we will surely reel Brother Dragon in. He's such a lecher, last time he..." He continued talking about past indiscretions of Brother Dragon, trying to curry favor in front of the two.

"Alright, let's get to work." Guluo gripped the steel rod at both ends, and in front of the man's astonished gaze, slowly bent the steel rod as thick as a thumb, then casually tossed the now U-shaped rod onto the gravelly ground, resulting in a metallic resonance.

Watching this scene, the man was momentarily stunned. He had just felt the weight of that steel rod on his shoulder, knowing it was no fake; if this man could bend the steel rod, wouldn't torturing him be child's play?

He slowly squatted down, carefully reaching for the bent steel rod; neither of the two paid him any mind, allowing him to pick up the U-shaped rod and gently stroking it in his arms.

"You realize now that you've messed with the wrong crowd."

"I know, I know, and I will follow through, you have my guarantee of satisfaction, Miss's satisfaction as well." He kept saying, now without the sleazy familiarity, more honest and quiet.

Though he'd been around guns, and mixed up in the Northern Second District, he was only at Sequence 1; he'd never before seen such a young Transcendent able to bend steel bars.

This must be at least Sequence 5, no, probably Sequence 4; those people are not to be trifled with by ordinary folks. In his eyes, a Sequence 5 was already a top figure in the gang, he had not witnessed their power, unable to imagine just how mighty they were.

For the following half hour, they made solid preparations and even had Ruby and Efnie tied up and placed on their sides on the car sofa to take a deceptive photo; their faces were not shown in the picture, but the attractive curves of their bodies were already captivating.

"We had an agreement, right? Unless there are specific demands, you absolutely mustn't send the photo." Ruby held her personal terminal, looking at the projected image of herself and Efnie, emphasizing emphatically.

"Sure, sure, no problem." Guluo and Ximu acknowledged, then they all huddled and discussed in low voices.

"I'm going to be a big star in the future; these photos will become a dark past."

Ruby scrutinized the revealing half of her face in the photo, where the distinctive and subtle little star at the corner of her eye highlighted her identity well. Efnie, on the other hand, didn't have much feeling about this kind of thing; it was just a photo, even showing her face.

"Ready to begin?"

Then, under their intense scrutiny, the man carefully dialed Brother Dragon's number on his personal terminal.

Soon the call connected, and an impatient voice came from Brother Dragon's end.

"How's it going, did you find the people? Don't tell me you got lost on the way again. I knew Mosti driving wasn't reliable; next time we should let Red Horse lead the team."

"Brother Dragon, cough, Brother Dragon, we've located the people." He swallowed nervously, not as natural as when rehearsing; fortunately, the other party wasn't too perceptive and didn't notice immediately.

"We found it, what about the thing, did you catch those two girls?"

"Caught them, those two pretty girls are really beautiful, I've never seen such good-looking people in my life, they're even prettier than the top-notch ones in the videos on the black market. Brother Long, how should we deal with these two, heh heh." In the end, he laughed dryly twice, finally finishing his speech.

"Oh, really caught them? Hurry, where are you, send the coordinates, I'll find someone to pick you up." The person on the other end was anxious, completely unconcerned with potential accidents.

"Coordinates, right, the coordinates are at..." He looked up at his surroundings, and Guluo on the other end nodded slightly at him.

"The coordinates are around 1714,8194."

Afterward, the person on the other end hung up, without asking any further questions.

"We prepared so much for nothing, what a waste." The men sighed afterwards, feeling like they had set up a whole scheme to tackle a tiger, only to be met by a lame, three-legged cat.

"Being cautious is always right, hehe." N leaned against a large truck, gently swaying the tea-colored drink in his hand, watching the others perform.

"Teacher, how do you think we did, will this really work, are there any flaws or drawbacks?" Someone asked him this.

In response, N shook his head without giving evaluation, "Now is not the time to listen to evaluations. When we go back to school, I'll have plenty of time to analyze the various mistakes and situations we encountered on the road. For now, just do it your way."

"Looking forward and backward, hesitating to make a decision is a big taboo." He waved his hand dismissively, then returned to the car.

Then, Yalian approached, patted his companion's shoulder, "The teacher means that what's done is done, no need to regret or hesitate any longer."

As time slowly passed, that Brother Long made several more calls, inquiring about the place and situation, all of which were well concealed, until about two and a half hours later when a small black dot appeared on the surface line, rushing over with a trace of dust.

"They're coming." Valke stood up, he went over, got into the now upright off-road vehicle, and untied the captive in the front seat, ordering him out of the car to meet on open ground, while he himself aimed a gun at him from inside the vehicle, preventing the man from making any rash moves.

The other person in the vehicle was Ximu; as for the others, the girls were all inside the large truck, some men were hiding in the blind spot behind the large truck, and some were concealed on the roof.

The whining old off-road vehicle rushed towards them, and upon seeing the bullet holes along the road and the stopped truck, the man sitting in the passenger seat became increasingly excited.

"Sharp Beak, good job, I will reward you handsomely when we get back." As soon as the car stopped, he jumped out and ran towards the large truck.

"Where are the two girls, I want to see them."

Unfortunately, before he could approach the car door, a shadow leapt down from above, wrapping around his neck and flipping him to the ground.

Seeing this, the three who had come in the off-road vehicle were just about to take out their guns and get off, when several streaks of blue lightning flashed past, and the three collapsed in the car, convulsing and incapacitated.

A few minutes later, the four bound men kneeled on the cold hard ground, gradually regaining consciousness, frantic as they watched the sinking sun in the distance, and unable to speak due to the tape over their mouths.

Finally, a series of footsteps approached, and someone turned them around to see a black-haired young lady sitting on a dark wooden chair. Her upper body was shielded by the umbrella behind her, while the lower half was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, with her black skirt tinged with a faint golden hue, and beside her stood four fearsome individuals wearing sunglasses.

"Now, I have some questions for you." The girl spoke flatly, lifting her finger slightly. Immediately, someone stepped forward and tore the tape off their mouths.

With her black hair, black skirt, and black eyes, the black-haired girl looked down upon them, exuding a cold aura that seemed to seep into the bone, as chilling as the depths of a frozen hell, even under the glow of the setting sun.

Unlike before, this time she had put in a bit more effort. Being a Songstress with the power to affect emotions and minds, coupled with the slight release of her own Talent, this coldness, emanating from the Soul Consciousness, spread forth.