I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 312, 1.21-28: The Girl Imprisoned in the Tower
Just as the two little fairies said, if he didn't kill her here, the second-tier players would definitely hinder her for the sake of the mission, and might even kill the girl.

It's not that he likes young girls or anything like that; all his thoughts are on Mu Yegui, and he would never like anyone else. Even if Mu Yegui doesn't like anyone else, and this love is destined to end without a trace, he still won't regret it.

Although he only has less than two years left to live, even if he wanted to run a long race to persuade others to change their ways, he wouldn't have the time.

He felt pity for the girl, but not sympathy. Firstly, he felt it was an insult to her; secondly, he felt the girl didn't need such pity. She had already suffered enough; how could she be deprived of even the most basic dignity?
Mingjin has always been considerate of the girl's self-esteem and has never asked her any personal questions, including questions that would offend the girl, such as why she was locked in the isolated tower, why she couldn't see anything, or why she couldn't speak.

He never mentioned any topics that might upset the girl.

Ming Jin stood in front of the girl, still with her back to her, and asked softly, "If I kill him, will you be sad?"

It was a really stupid question, but he still wanted to ask it.

If he could feel heartbroken over a scumbag, he felt he should let the girl go. It was a case of one party willing to give and the other willing to receive, and as an outsider, he really shouldn't interfere in their relationship.

However, if the girl is not sad, or even wishes he were dead, he would do everything in his power to kill him, because that is her wish.

Ming Jin respects the girl's wishes and choices. Even if the girl's choice contradicts his orders, he will still agree to her request. He cannot do anything that forces others to do it; he never can.

"Is it okay?" the girl asked softly.

Ming Jin gazed at the man with a crazed expression, lowered her voice slightly, and said, "Fine, you make the choice. I will agree to whatever you choose, whether you kill him or want to be with him."

"I'm sorry, can I ask you to kill him for me? I've had enough of that dark time, it hurts so much every time I think about it..." The girl hugged her arms and trembled, her voice filled with fear and terror.

"I understand," Ming Jin nodded and said slowly.

The moment Ming Jin spoke, the man suddenly drew a knife and slashed at her. Ming Jin didn't dodge; she simply grabbed his wrist, rendering him immobile.

"Stand back," Ming Jin said coldly to the girl, looking at the man.

The girl nodded and took several steps back to avoid getting in Mingxi's way.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!" the man muttered frantically, as if he had lost his mind.

"Is he insane? Or was he always mentally unstable?"

"If this scumbag were mentally sound, he wouldn't have laid a hand on his lover. Honestly, calling him a psychopath is an insult to the word."

"It's such a novel feeling to have the same opinion as Rin for the first time. I thought you would only disagree with me."

"You old hag, do you think I'm like you?"

"Pah! If you swear at me again, I'm cutting ties with you!"

"It'll only last three seconds anyway, so let's break up then."

"No! This is definitely not three seconds!"

"How many seconds was that?"

"That...that's...that's three minutes!! Yes! Just three minutes! I'm breaking up with you for three minutes!!"

"Hmm, that's been a long breakup."

"No more!!"

Ming Jin's lips twitched slightly. He didn't really want to listen to the two old devils bickering and arguing; it felt like they were insulting his intelligence.

He sighed softly, then gripped the man's hand and tightened his grip slightly, cracking the man's bones with a 'crack' sound.

The knife fell to the ground and was caught by Ming Jin's right hand. He then raised it slightly, about to stab the man in the chest, when a sharp attack knocked the knife to the ground. Ming Jin took two steps back, frowning as he looked at the source of the attack.

Olycia held a silver pistol in her hand, pointing the black muzzle at him. White smoke billowed from the muzzle, indicating that she was the one who fired the shot earlier.

Qiao Lin held the knife in both hands, pointed it at Ming Jin, and then charged towards him.

"One against two? That's a bit of a disadvantage, but... never mind..." Ming Jin muttered under her breath, then kicked the knife off the ground into the air, sending it flying in a graceful arc that struck the man in the back as he rushed toward the girl, completely unprepared.

The man let out a sharp scream and collapsed to the ground again.

He pierced right through it in an instant, his lake-blue eyes glancing at it with a hint of regret and pity in them.

"It's a pity it didn't pierce the heart. But you've already lost your chance," Qiao Lin said sarcastically.

"Really? I think that works too. He'll die eventually once he's bled out enough." Ming Jin blinked, seemingly unconcerned.

"What an arrogant statement! You think you can stall for time against two people? You don't seem to have any weapons." Qiao Lin swung his knife at Ming Jin, mocking her as he did so.

"Don't you have one?" Ming Jin dodged Qiao Lin's fatal attack by slightly shifting her body, smiled casually, and said.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lin seemed to recall something, his expression turning extremely ugly. His movements became even more ferocious, each attack targeting Ming Jin's weaknesses.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I thought you had the bearing of a soldier, but I didn't expect you to become addicted to being a thief."

"It seems that you don't need to be upright when facing enemies. Our Ming family is not like the Shen family, which has the virtues of gentlemen. Our family is good at all kinds of surprise attacks. That is to say, as long as we can achieve our goal, we can do any kind of insidious method." Ming Jin said with a light laugh.

Qiao Lin: "..."

A sharp, piercing attack rang in her ears, and at the same time, Qiao Lin's knife slashed towards Ming Jin's face.

Ming Jin first reached out and lifted Qiao Lin's hand, then took a step back and bent down.

The bullet struck Qiao Lin's knife in that instant, knocking it away; it flew right over Ming Jin's head.

Everything was exactly as Ming Jin had predicted. Even from the start of the battle until now, despite having no weapons and only dodging, they had not been at a disadvantage at all.

"Don't move!" came the man's frantic voice.

The three of them paused for a moment, then stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

He had picked up the knife that Qiao Lin had dropped on the ground at some point, and now he was tightly gripping the girl's neck with his arm, the knife stabbing into her face.

“She’s your lover, you know~” Ming Jin coldly reminded the man, her lake-blue eyes looking at him with a half-smile.

"You want my lover to die? I might as well die with her." The man's expression was somewhat deranged, and the force in his hand made the girl's originally pale face turn blue, as if she was about to suffocate.

The three of them frowned simultaneously and exchanged glances.

Just then, his head suddenly fell off, rolling a few times on the ground. His headless body collapsed, and the girl fell to the ground, then struggled to her feet and ran towards Ming Jin.

"It seems I've arrived at just the right time?"

Mingxi casually slung the two-handed sword over her shoulder with one hand, a smile on her face that didn't reach her eyes.

His lake-blue eyes swept over the four people present, finally settling on Ming Jin with a cold, enigmatic expression.

(End of this chapter)