Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 706 - 684: If I don’t kill you, I can only die!

"Enough about that, let’s talk about something else," Song Qingyu said.

Tangyu nodded, not wanting to pressure Song Qingyu any further. What could he say about Song Qingyu? His feelings were quite conflicted. After all, the first woman he met in Donglin City was Song Qingyu, and his feelings for her were the deepest, buried beneath the surface. The feelings between them were also the most blurred, or rather the most deeply buried, and not so easily shattered. Song Qingyu was unlike anyone else; she was mature, reserved, and even her personality was extremely cold, keeping others at a great distance.

Countless people pursued her, but none could get close to her. That was her aura—the aura of an ice queen.

Song Qingyu shook her head slightly, "Never mind, there’s nothing really. I called you out today just to ask about these matters. Please take me back."

"Just going back?" Tangyu said.

Song Qingyu nodded, "Going back."

"Alright, then let’s go back," Tangyu nodded.

Soon, they were back outside Princess Apartments, and Song Qingyu, without saying a word, got out of the car and then into her own. The two looked at each other through the two layers of glass for a while, then Song Qingyu started her car and drove away. Tangyu initially intended to return to Princess Apartments but he furrowed his brows and watched Song Qingyu’s departing figure, then quietly followed her.

After driving away, the icy mask on Song Qingyu’s face was suddenly covered by a resolute sorrow, melting. It was unclear how much time had passed before Song Qingyu finally stopped in a deserted area. Her eyes flickered with a complex expression.

"Why? Why must it be this way?" Song Qingyu gently closed her eyes, her face full of reluctance as she shook her head, "Why is my mission to kill Tangyu? Why? I’ve been undercover for so long, only to receive this death order? If I don’t kill Tangyu, I will only die. But how can I kill Tangyu, how can I kill him? The only man who has moved my heart? I’ve been involved for too long, yet I’ve come to cherish many things in this world, but all this will no longer be mine. Death, perhaps, is also a kind of liberation."

Song Qingyu grew cold again, picking up her handgun and aiming it at her head. She had thought about her death but never imagined she would die this way.

She wasn’t afraid of dying, but now she had things in this world for which she yearned.

Yet, she must die, or else the things she yearned for would also be destroyed, and her end would be miserable, as no one can betray the organization.

She didn’t complain about the unfairness of her fate; this was her life.

"Farewell, Tangyu, please forgive my abrupt departure." Song Qingyu closed her eyes, waiting for death to embrace her.

"You should have said these words in my presence. You want to die, but I won’t allow you to," a sudden voice echoed in Song Qingyu’s ear—an unmistakable, real voice that was so familiar, so domineering.

Song Qingyu’s body jolted violently, and she abruptly opened her eyes to find Tangyu had opened the car door and was sitting beside her. Before she could recover, she felt a lightness in her hand, and saw her gun had already been taken by Tangyu. She wanted to end her life, but now even the weapon was gone.

Tangyu looked at Song Qingyu, "I didn’t expect you to have so many secrets. You were ordered to kill me, so why not go through with it rather than prefer to die yourself?"

Looking at Tangyu, at this moment, Song Qingyu felt like crying, yes, she felt the urge to cry for the first time. It was a cry of being moved, and also of grievance. She hadn’t expected that, in the last moment, Tangyu would actually follow her, actually rescue her. But was it any use?

Could her destiny be changed?

Song Qingyu shook her head, "To swap my life for yours is the only thing I can do."

"No," Tangyu shook his head, "You have a choice, this is not the only path. The choice is in your hands, you are just blinded. I have always believed that my fate is in my own hands, not dictated by anyone. If you give up, that means your heart has been blinded. Plus, do you think if you don’t kill me and choose suicide instead, the forces behind you will let me go? Your approach is foolish, is naïve. But since I am here, I won’t let you make such a foolish move. I won’t allow you to die, so you cannot die. As long as I am here, no one can hurt you. This is my unbreakable promise, a man’s promise."

"A man’s promise?" Song Qingyu laughed and shook her head, "I’ve never believed in a man’s promises—they’re useless. The force that wants to kill you is too strong; you can’t escape. Nor can I. For me, death is true liberation, the most relaxed way to be."

"You can doubt other people’s promises, but you must believe mine. By saying that, you just lack confidence in yourself. You may not have confidence in yourself, but you must have confidence in me. Tell me, Qingyu, speak out your difficulties, reveal the force behind you," Tangyu said, sensing that the Yin Medical Sect must be behind Song Qingyu. However, there might be more to the story. This information could be very useful to Tangyu.

Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu, watching his earnest expression, and for a moment felt an illusion that this man could indeed shatter all schemes and conspiracies.

However, thinking of the forces behind him, Song Qingyu’s heart shuddered uncontrollably. Was this power really something Tangyu could handle? Song Qingyu didn’t know.

"Forget it, since I’ve decided to die anyway, I might as well tell you some things before I die. Since I’ve already chosen to betray, it doesn’t matter anymore." Song Qingyu suddenly said.

Tangyu did not speak, waiting for Song Qingyu to continue, but Tangyu was also resolute in his mind that he would absolutely not let Song Qingyu do something foolish.

If he couldn’t even protect the woman he loved, what kind of man was he?

After a silence, Song Qingyu spoke softly, "I’ve been an orphan since I was young, and later I was adopted by a person and taken to a place. There, there were many orphans, both male and female. There were people from Huaxia as well as foreigners. The instructors there were very fierce, and surviving there was very cruel. Survival of the fittest, natural selection. Every day, we desperately studied, received brutal training. We learned all kinds of knowledge and all sorts of combat techniques. Those who performed well were praised, and those who did poorly faced harsh punishment. Almost every day, someone would die. But since we were girls, it was slightly better. Sometimes, we would watch the boys’ training, which was even more brutal and bloodier. And I, I grew up in that environment. Tangyu, without me saying, you should guess my identity, right?"

Tangyu nodded and furrowed his brows, "You are an assassin."

"Yes, I am an assassin, trained as an assassin from a young age in an assassin training camp. Later, I received a mission to infiltrate Donglin City’s police system, serving as a pawn for the organization, providing them with intelligence and convenience."

Tangyu’s mind stirred, suddenly thinking of Zhou Mei, Wang Ruoruo, and Zhong Xiaoling, those three also belonged to an assassin organization and were similarly embedded within the workplace, providing intelligence for their organization. This type of identity often enabled one to obtain much. Killing someone isn’t difficult, but obtaining vital intelligence is easier this way. It seemed that Song Qingyu’s role was somewhat similar to theirs. A thought also flashed through Tangyu’s mind—could it be that Song Qingyu and those three were from the same organization?

"Do you know Zhou Mei and them?" Tangyu asked.

Song Qingyu raised an eyebrow and shook her head, "I don’t know them, but our organization is very strict, and members rarely know each other, we all operate independently, following the organization’s commands."

Only then did Tangyu relax, understanding that this organization was indeed very unusual.

With a deep sigh, Song Qingyu continued, "Have you seen the TV show ’Young Justice Bao III’? The female lead in it is named Xiao Man. Perhaps, my role is somewhat similar to hers. I really like one sentence she says— when one plays a role for a long time, they get deeply trapped in that role and cannot extricate themselves. I’ve been a police officer for over three years now. Entering this role, I’ve gradually come to like it too. I like being a police officer, I like fighting crime, I like bringing criminals to justice. Having been trapped in this role for a long time, I’ve already forgotten that I am also an assassin."

Although Tangyu had not watched that TV show, he still understood Song Qingyu’s words.

Life is like a play, and everyone is playing different roles.

"This shows that there is a kind heart of justice within you, it’s your true nature driving you," Tangyu said.

Song Qingyu also self-mockingly smiled, "Kind? True nature? I am an assassin, nothing can erase that fact. Although I haven’t directly stained my hands with blood, the number of people indirectly dead because of me is not small."

"So what? Some people deserve to die. Killing doesn’t necessarily mean doing wrong, and not killing doesn’t guarantee you’re righteous. Right or wrong, who can judge? Just be true to yourself, straight to the essence, only I in this world. As for the rest, who cares about them?" Tangyu said.

Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu, "You can be indifferent, but I struggle to face my own conscience. It’s better to use this opportunity to die, to bring myself release from this burden. It feels quite right. Living is too tiring. Playing different roles, my heart is in agony."

"It’s better to live poorly than to die well; to live is always beautiful. You like being a police officer, you can continue to be one. Life has many places worth holding on to," Tangyu said.

Song Qingyu laughed lightly, shaking her head, "It’s useless, this time if I don’t carry out the mission, there’s only one path left to me—death. The organization has issued me a death order."

"Hmph, then I will destroy your organization. I’ve said before, as long as I’m here, no one can hurt you," Tangyu snorted coldly, a formidable aura bursting forth like the wrath of gods. The terrifying aura made Song Qingyu step back repeatedly, her complexion turning somewhat pale. Looking at Tangyu, her expression turned quite strange, filled with considerable surprise. Such a terrifying aura? Such powerful murderous intent? Such profound courage.

From Tangyu, Song Qingyu even saw an unassailable will to fight.

In that moment, she truly realized Tangyu’s strength. It even crossed her mind that perhaps Tangyu really could confront the organization with his personal strength.

"Qingyu, my strength is beyond your imagination, I have reached a limit unreachable by ordinary people. Even considering the entire world, I stand at the peak, not fearing anyone. And this time, as you might have guessed, I am indeed undertaking a monumental task," Tangyu said.