Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 132 Targeting
Ye Qiumian patted non-existent dust off her fingertips, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground.

He lifted his foot and walked straight through the mess, continuing towards the small building.

To her, these people were nothing more than pebbles in her way, which she could simply kick aside.

Ye Qiumian walked through the abandoned park, the weeds reaching above her ankles. She parted the thorns blocking the road and walked out of the park's archway.

After walking along the winding path, outside the park is a wide highway, the asphalt scorching hot from the sun.

She raised her hand and channeled her spiritual energy. A gust of wind blew, and the hem of her skirt, embroidered with light pink petals, swayed gently in the breeze.

At that moment, three military green off-road vehicles drove up, their badges gleaming coldly in the heat.

Wu Heshu, sitting in the back seat, was casually looking out the window when his gaze suddenly stopped as he passed the park entrance.

Against a backdrop of withered yellow leaves, the woman is half-turned, her jawline smooth and perfect, her wind-blown bangs clinging to her neck.

Those eyes held no emotion, yet they seemed to gleam with light.

He paused his fingertips on his knee, then tapped on the car window.

The driver immediately applied the brakes, and the military vehicle came to a steady stop on the side of the road.

Yu Zelun, in the passenger seat, looked up and followed Wu Heshu's fixed gaze, then turned back to look at the undisguised amazement in his eyes.

That was the unique look in his eyes whenever he took a fancy to a woman.

Yu Zelun didn't speak, but silently curled the corner of his lips.

The wind was still blowing on the highway, but Wu Heshu's gaze did not leave that figure, as if he were drawn to it by a magnet.

Yu Zelun pushed open the car door, his shoes making a slight sound as they rolled over the gravel on the road.

He straightened his neatly pressed uniform cuffs and strode towards Ye Qiumian.

His steps were steady, displaying the competence unique to soldiers.

"Hello."

He stopped a few steps away from Ye Qiu, a perfectly measured gentle smile on his face, and said politely, "I am Yu Zelun from the Xin'an City military."

Ye Qiu looked up at him, her eyes calm and unwavering, as if she had expected him to come.

She did not respond to the greeting, but simply stood there quietly, waiting for what would follow.

Yu Zelen didn't care about her coldness and continued, "We saw that you seemed to be quite skilled. Our Xin'an City military is recruiting people with superpowers. I wonder if you would be interested in joining?"

As he spoke, Ye Qiumian's gaze subtly swept over the military vehicle parked by the roadside.
Especially the car in the middle, there was a sticky gaze staring at me.

That gaze, filled with scrutiny, possessiveness, and even a hint of undisguised malice, inexplicably stirred a sense of unease within her.

She withdrew her gaze and returned it to Yu Zelun's face.

The man in front of me looked polite and had a friendly smile.

But Ye Qiumian knew that he was just a messenger.

"Not interested in."

Ye Qiu's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.

She looked into Yu Zelun's eyes, and her gaze suddenly turned cold, like a frozen lake in the dead of winter, devoid of any warmth, but instead exuding a chilling aura that pierced straight into Yu Zelun's eyes.

There was no anger, no disgust in his eyes, only a pure, aloof indifference, as if he were looking at something insignificant. Yu Zelen's heart skipped a beat, as if something had gripped it tightly.

His prepared follow-up remarks suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

The chill crept up his spine, causing him to instinctively hold his breath and dare not take another step forward.

He had seen many unruly people and dealt with all sorts of tricky situations, but he had never been so intimidated by anyone with just a glance.

The woman before me seemed indifferent, but deep down she possessed a sharp edge that made people hesitant to provoke her.

After Ye Qiu finished speaking, she didn't look at him again and turned to walk towards the other end of the road.

Her steps were slow but exceptionally firm, without the slightest pause, as if the military vehicles and soldiers behind her were merely dust on the roadside.

The wind lifted the hem of her dress, leaving behind a crisp and clean silhouette.

Yu Zelun stood frozen in place until the figure had walked several meters away, at which point he seemed to suddenly come to his senses and took a deep breath.

He instinctively wanted to lift his foot and chase after her, but the cold look in her eyes from before resurfaced in his mind, making him pause and ultimately not daring to move.

When he finally came to his senses and looked up again, Ye Qiu's figure had shrunk to a blurry dot in the distance, gradually disappearing behind the bend at the end of the road.

Yu Zelun stood there, looking at the empty road, still feeling a lingering sense of apprehension towards Ye Qiumian.

He turned around and walked towards the military vehicle, pondering how to explain things to Wu Heshu.

When Yu Zelun opened the back door, a wave of low pressure hit him.

Wu Heshu leaned back in his chair, his fingertips still touching his knees, but the rhythm of his tapping had long since gone awry.

His brows were furrowed into a deep line, and his profile was as hard and cold as the asphalt road outside the car window.

Seeing Yu Zelun sit down, he didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice turning cold: "Where is he?"

Yu Zelun closed the car door, and the car instantly returned to a quiet, sealed environment, with only the faint sound of air from the air conditioning vents.

He adjusted his posture and tried to keep his tone calm: "She refused, saying she wasn't interested."

"Refuse?" Wu Heshu finally raised her eyes, her gaze like ice, staring straight at Yu Zelun. "I told you to go and invite someone, not to listen to her refuse. Yu Zelun, when did you become so useless?"

These words carried undisguised sarcasm, but Yu Zelun did not refute them. He simply lowered his head and said, "I think that woman... is not simple."

He recalled the look that woman had given him earlier, and the chill seemed to still linger on the back of his neck.

"Her eyes are sharp, not feigned, but genuinely menacing. Someone like that either has an extremely powerful background or real skill; confronting her directly would likely cause trouble. In my opinion, perhaps..."

"Why not what?" Wu Heshu interrupted him, sneering, her fingers clenching tightly until her knuckles turned white. "Why not just let her go?"

"Yu Zelun, how long have you been with me? When did you learn to speak up for others?"

He leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Yu Zelun. His eyes, which always held a bloodthirsty cruelty, were now frighteningly bloodshot.

At this moment, a kind of almost obsessive light surged within, "No one I've set my sights on has ever managed to slip away from under my nose."

"Go and investigate, dig up all her information."

Yu Zelen frowned: "Commander, Xin'an City is a mixed bag, and there are many people of unknown strength hiding in the outer city..."

"I don't care where she comes from!" Wu Heshu's voice suddenly rose and then quickly fell back down, carrying an undeniable command, "I'm only giving you two days. Within two days, you must bring her to my secret room."

When he said the words "see her," his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a strange excitement flashed in his eyes, like a hunter eyeing his prey, his excitement of being determined to win almost overflowing.