NTR Villain F*** Her And Kill Hero For Fun-Chapter 28: The Hub’s Gambit +18

The crescent moon hung low over Yanhai, its pale light filtering through a haze of smoke and sea mist. The trading hub thrummed with life—merchants hawked qi-infused herbs and talismans beneath swaying lanterns, their voices a low drone against the rhythmic crash of waves. The air carried the sharp bite of spiced tea, the metallic tang of oiled blades, and the faint brine of the nearby docks. In this fragile nexus of greed and truce, power teetered—ripe for a predator's grasp.

Jin Xiao moved through the throng, a shadow in a tattered black cloak, his Golden Core qi coiled like a serpent beneath his unassuming guise. His golden eyes gleamed with icy precision, scanning the jade-green silk of the Jade Wave Clan's stall. Two guards in teal robes stood rigid, late Qi Condensation qi flickering faintly. Liang Ru thinks this hub shields her—deluded, he thought, his mind a steel trap forged in betrayal. A flicker of memory—chains biting his flesh, qi siphoned in a sect's dungeon—tightened his jaw. Never again. The NTR System pulsed—"Target: Jade Wave Clan. Qi reserve: stable."—its mechanical chime a cold echo of his dominion.

He paused near a stall of qi-charged daggers, his gaze shifting to Bai Ling. She lingered paces away, her tattered robes clinging to her jade skin, raven hair spilling over her shoulders. Her almond eyes glinted—not with lust, but with a predator's cunning. "Distract them," his qi commanded, a silent thread through their bond. She nodded, a sly curve to her lips, and glided toward the guards. "Master's will—my art," she mused, her steps deliberate.

"Gentlemen, lost in duty?" Bai Ling's voice was honey over steel as she leaned against the stall, fingers brushing a silk bolt. The guards tensed, spears shifting. "I could... guide you," she purred, her qi threading a subtle warmth into their meridians—just enough to blur their focus. One guard's grip faltered—"We're—move on!"—but his eyes lingered. Bai Ling smiled—"Why rush?"—her qi spiking, a teasing hum that buckled his knees. The other snapped—"Stay sharp!"—but her presence held them, a velvet snare.

Jin Xiao struck—no flare, no sound. He slipped behind the stall, his qi weaving into the Jade Wave ledger's ward—a dark pulse fracturing its hum. "Liang Ru's shipments—mine," he thought, sliding a forged manifest into the pile—a silent sabotage. The NTR System chimed—"Subversion complete."—its approval a spark in his mind.

In the shadows, Bai Mei crouched, her gold robe a shredded shroud, silver-streaked hair veiling her face. Her dark eyes tracked a Jade Wave scout slipping toward the slums. "Follow—report," Jin Xiao's qi ordered. She rose, a phantom in the crowd—"Master's eyes—my purpose"—her former pride now a blade for his will. She trailed the scout, her steps silent, her presence a whisper.

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A new figure emerged—Trader Hao Fen, lean and gray-robed, his early Golden Core qi pulsing like a merchant's scales. His sharp eyes flicked to Bai Ling's distraction. "Jade Wave stumbles—profit beckons," he murmured, gesturing to his Ashen Coin fighters. "Secure the stall." His voice was smooth, but his intent was a dagger's edge.

Jin Xiao pivoted, his cloak brushing the stall as he approached Hao Fen. "A truce, Trader," he said, his tone ice over steel. "Your Coin gains more aligned with me." Hao Fen's brow arched—"Bold rogue—prove it."—his qi probing. Jin Xiao's gaze locked—"Jade Wave falls—your shipments flow."—his qi flaring briefly, a predator's promise. Hao Fen hesitated—"Tempting..."—then nodded—"For now."

Chaos flared as Bai Ling's guards crumpled—"Witch—fuck!"—one spear clattering, the other swinging wide. She danced back—"Too slow,"—her qi shield sparking as she withdrew. Bai Mei's qi whispered—"Scout's at the docks—crates." Jin Xiao's mind clicked—"Good—cut them off."

Liang Ru burst from the hub's heart, teal robes flaring, early Nascent Soul qi a storm. "Rogue—face me!"—her whip lashed, a teal arc splitting air. Jin Xiao's shield flared—dark qi shattering her strike—"Your clan's dust," he said, voice a blade. She lunged—"Jade stands!"—but he sidestepped, qi dart piercing a Coin fighter's chest—blood spraying as Hao Fen cursed—"Damn you!"

Jin Xiao's gaze pierced Liang Ru—"Kneel—or break." The NTR System hummed—"Qi gained: Hub fractures."—Yanhai's balance tilting in his favor