Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 737 - 738: A Critical Moment! Everything is Under Control

Chapter 737: Chapter 738: A Critical Moment! Everything is Under Control

Gu Anxi, who deeply understood Bo Qing’s methods, knew he was planning to make a move on Song Beauty. She chuckled lightly, stepped forward quickly, and said in a placating tone, "Uncle, don’t rush. If you have a fallout with Sister Beauty, it’ll be four against one. No matter how powerful you are, the odds aren’t in your favor."

Song Beauty’s whip came sweeping over as she barked, "Who’s on your side!?"

Before her whip could strike, a flash of silver whisked past, and a small blade instantly sliced her whip in half. Song Beauty was stunned.

Gu Anxi touched her forehead and chuckled, "Little Uncle, please, be more low-key."

Bo Xichen stood his ground, looking down reproachfully. "You kept saying how nice she looked when she used her whip, how you wanted to watch for a bit longer. Are you still up to mischief?"

No one present knew how to react to that.

What on earth did that mean? What was he implying?

Song Beauty felt insulted. His words made it seem like she was some sideshow performer!

Just as she was about to attack again, Bo Qing stopped her.

"Senior Brother." Song Beauty was always a bit apprehensive when facing him.

Bo Qing softly asked, "Tell me, is Zhou Yunchen your brother?"

Song Beauty shook her head in denial, but then she lowered her gaze to the distance, looking perplexed. "I can’t remember."

Then she slowly shifted her gaze to Gu Anxi. "Why are you forcing me?"

"Why?" Gu Anxi snorted. "Because your dear Senior Brother wants thousands of people to sacrifice for his ambitions. Just you—do you think you’re that important?"

Song Beauty’s lips moved, but in the end, she couldn’t utter a single word.

Gu Anxi glanced at her watch and spoke slowly, "In ten minutes, Beicheng and the eastern district will be leveled. Song Beauty, think carefully. If you turn off the system, your Senior Brother’s ambitions will merely be unfulfilled. But if you choose to continue wallowing in the mire with him, your full-brother will be utterly annihilated—not a single trace will be left."

Song Beauty’s lips pressed together; confusion filled her eyes.

Whenever she was certain Bo Qing didn’t care about her, she would waver.

Gu Anxi took out a small item that resembled a remote, pressed a button, and the green bamboo grove before them transformed into a giant screen, displaying a moving image.

It was Zhou Yunchen and Shen Congwen. They appeared to be sitting on a sofa watching TV together. Zhou Yunchen’s hand rested directly on Shen Congwen’s stomach, seemingly feeling for their unborn child. Shen Congwen tilted her head and gave him a faint smile. Though subtle, it was clear Shen Congwen loved him.

Song Beauty stared blankly, instinctively reaching out.

But Gu Anxi turned it off and chuckled. "No more viewing. This is probably the last time too. By the way, I’ve deleted all of Zhou Yunchen’s information. If you don’t go, you’ll never find a man named Zhou Yunchen again. That’s what ’not a single trace left’ means."

Meaning, not even a chance to reminisce.

Meaning, not even a chance to feel guilty.

Meaning, memories will slowly erode.

Meaning, is a man who doesn’t care about you truly worth all this?

Song Beauty’s face stiffened until it was unnatural. Her blood seemed to freeze, and she glared fiercely at Gu Anxi. Perhaps, if she could, she would have torn Gu Anxi to pieces already.

Just as she was about to speak, Bo Qing made his move.

He attacked Song Beauty.

In that instant, Bo Xichen blocked him, and Bo Nianyao also moved forward to engage Bo Qing.

Gu Anxi said softly, "Three minutes left. Song Beauty, if you hesitate any longer, you’ll miss your chance."

Song Beauty’s lips quivered slightly, and she finally uttered two words, "I’ll go."

Her body moved forward, each step as heavy as if her limbs were filled with lead. Such a decision was too cruel for her.

All along, her Senior Brother had been her sky, her everything. She had never imagined betraying her Senior Brother... Song Beauty took a few steps, then suddenly jolted.

Any slower, and she’d lose her chance.

At this moment, a horde of men in black swarmed in, enveloping the entire courtyard. The massive, daunting sight was reminiscent of ancient battlefields.

Song Beauty stumbled backward, yelling, "Gu Anxi, at a time like this, why haven’t you plucked a monkey hair yet?"

Gu Anxi rolled her eyes. "You think I can perform seventy-two transformations?"

Although she said this, she was still preparing to take out her omnipotent little treasure, but just as she was about to, her gaze fixed—

From the dense crowd of black-clad figures, a girl was suddenly pushed out. Her face was smeared with dirt, and she looked utterly pitiful.

And this person, Gu Anxi would recognize even if she were reduced to ashes. It was none other than Gu Mingzhu.

Gu Anxi sneered. "Using her to threaten me?"

She waved her hand dismissively, her expression full of disdain. "Do what you want with her. Kill her if you wish. Better make it painful, or it might not be so satisfying for me."

Gu Mingzhu had suffered terribly these past few days. Locked in a dungeon with no food or drink, she had long been spoiling to curse someone out. Hearing Gu Anxi’s words, she was so enraged she burst out cursing, "Gu Anxi, you despicable wretch! You’re just looking for an excuse to take revenge on me, aren’t you?"

Gu Anxi shook her hand. "You’re overthinking it. Stop flattering yourself. Let me ask you: if I had to choose between your life and the lives of everyone in Beicheng and the East, what do you think I’d choose? What would you choose? Don’t forget, many of your relatives are there, including your mother. Should we sacrifice so many people for your one miserable life? Oh, I forgot to tell you. When she found out you were taken, she went and made quite a scene at my old brother’s place. So many people were there, yet she disregarded her dignity—you know how much she usually cares about her image."

As she said this, she actually felt a little awkward; this was all information she had coaxed out of Chu Yan.

Gu Mingzhu was shocked, muttering to herself, "She made a scene?"

She had assumed that, now that she was no longer glamorous, her mother wouldn’t love her anymore.

She remained dazed for a long time before finally asking, "Will death... hurt?"

"It might," Gu Anxi chuckled faintly.

Gu Mingzhu’s eyes welled with tears. She started rambling, growing more agitated as she spoke of her impending death. Then she began to wail, crying about how much she despised Gu Anxi, blaming her for appearing in Beicheng and ruining the comfortable, pampered life she once had, and now she was going to die.

The more she cried, the more heartbroken she became, tears streaming down her face. Her small, grimy face was now a mess, completely streaked with tears.

Gu Anxi stepped forward, kindly wiped away her tears, and sighed, "You’re about to die. Before you do, I’ll pity you for once. After all, you were made from my leftover placenta. Born so foolish, yet you insisted on being some Peerless Mingzhu. Look at yourself now. You’re more like a Goudan—how do you resemble Mingzhu at all? Oh, let’s take a picture, so after this, you can see your own state and perhaps learn some humility."

With that, she actually took a close-up shot of Gu Mingzhu’s face.

Gu Mingzhu’s wails grew even louder!

Nearby, Song Beauty’s mouth twitched. What on earth was Gu Anxi playing at during a time like this?

After taking the picture, Gu Anxi raised her hand, feigning surprise. "Thirty seconds to ten o’clock."

She tutted twice and patted Gu Mingzhu. "Lucky you."

Gu Mingzhu, dazed, started crying and hitting Gu Anxi. "You psycho! You’ll let all of Beicheng be destroyed with you! Give me back my mother!"

Gu Anxi grimaced and, lifting Gu Mingzhu like a little chick, passed her to Song Beauty. "Watch her for me."

Song Beauty stood transfixed, muttering, "It’s too late."

She gazed towards the horizon, a trace of pain in her eyes.

Her brother... she had really caused his death.

She felt the urge to strangle Gu Anxi.

Bo Qing also looked towards the horizon, as did everyone else, waiting for those two earth-shattering sounds...

Ten seconds.

Nine seconds.

Eight seconds.

...

「Beicheng.」

「Five minutes ago.」

「Inside the conference room.」

Min Xin slammed his hand on the table. "Absolutely not! The system hasn’t been shut down yet."

Old Wang sat there, calm and composed, his voice soft, "Don’t rush. Didn’t Anxi say yesterday that she obtained the password?"

"But the detonation is about to happen any moment, and the system is still running!" Min Xin paced back and forth, finally waving his hand decisively. "I suggest we activate the interception system now, before it’s too late!"

King Jingyao lowered his gaze. "It’s too late. Funds are limited; those systems were dismantled and their parts used elsewhere."

Min Xin was stunned, staring at King Jingyao. "Gu Anxi is usually audacious, but are you going to be just as reckless?"

Old Wang looked at him and smiled faintly. "How is that audacious? Have you ever seen her fail?"

As he spoke, he revealed his trump card. "Do you know why she’s doing this? Why wait until the last moment?"

With a wave of his hand, he had Tang Yuan brought in. Tang Yuan looked utterly wretched, a far cry from her former radiance.

Old Wang walked over, looking down at her. "Listen closely. It’s because Gu Mingzhu is in Bo Qing’s hands that Anxi can only wait until the last moment. Are you still going to say she’s a devil incarnate sent from heaven?"

Tang Yuan was stunned. After a long pause, she mumbled, "Why would she care about Gu Mingzhu’s life or death?"

"She doesn’t want to care," Old Wang sneered. "But I know my little sister; even if it were a pig, she probably couldn’t bear to see it die. So, don’t flatter yourself. In the future, I don’t expect gratitude, just don’t repay kindness with malice!"