The skeleton is too invincible; I leveled up with the school beauty!

How dare this wretch insult his Master like this?

"Promise!"

Su Wanqing suddenly grabbed his arm, her voice pleading, "No..."

Xu Nuo's soul fire trembled.

Only then did he notice that Lin Yueru was looking at him in horror, her withered hands clutching her daughter's clothes tightly.

"Mom, don't be afraid..."

Su Wanqing turned to comfort her mother, her voice so gentle it was heartbreaking, "Xu Nuo won't hurt good people..."

Seeing this, Liu Yun became even more enthusiastic: "Keep pretending! A broken skeleton, acting like a guardian deity? Do you think your pile of trash bones can beat a level E healer like me?"

She waved her hand deliberately and ostentatiously, a faint, mocking white light emanating from her fingertips.

"Su Wanqing! Your mother has genetic collapse! Eight thousand a day is just the basic care fee! Medication is extra! With your skills, dragging this skeleton 'toy' around, you can't even scrape together a day's wages by picking up trash! What? You're really planning to sell yourself?!" The crowd erupted in laughter.

The ghostly blue flames in Xu Nuo's eyes flickered violently, and his bony fingers gripped the hilt of the Cataclysmic Greatsword tightly.

0.1 seconds—he only needs 0.1 seconds to decapitate this vicious woman in front of him!

But he didn't move.

It wasn't out of fear, but the sensation from his arm bone—the trembling on the other end of the contract, almost crushing his bones.

Su Wanqing gripped Xu Nuo's arm tightly, tears falling onto his cold bones, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Xu Nuo...please, don't hit me...my mother is still in the hospital room...for my mother's sake, please bear with it..."

Su Wanqing's tears were like invisible shackles, causing Xu Nuo to abruptly stop in her tracks. Her tears were icy, as cold as Xu Nuo's bones.

The tremor emanating from the contract was not fear, but a conscious pain.

Su Wanqing knew better than anyone that as soon as Xu Nuo drew his sword, this vile woman who insulted her mother would be reduced to a pile of minced meat.

But she can't.

After all, her mother was still waiting for the hospital to save her life; without the hospital's treatment, her mother could die at any moment.

Moreover, since they took action in the hospital, an officially designated safe zone, she and Xu Nuo, both E-level, could not escape official punishment.

What will happen to the mother in her sickbed at that time?

This was not weakness, but a realization heavier than anger—she could endure humiliation and swallow all the grievances, but she could not bear the utter destruction that would follow his sword strike.

She absolutely could not risk her mother's life.

So, with all her might and in the most humble and pleading posture, she pressed down on the sharpest knife that could incinerate everything.

This is not a compromise.

This is the sharp spear that a warrior holds low before launching a deadly charge.

Liu Yun pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, a malicious smirk playing on her lips. She deliberately raised her voice to a level that would pierce the entire corridor: "Tch, what are you complaining about? Hospital beds are so scarce. A poor wretch like your mother, who refuses to leave, should be grateful the hospital has any mercy if she even has a place to lie down!"

She took a step forward, looking down at Su Wanqing condescendingly: "Listen carefully—pay the 200,000 yuan deposit by tomorrow night. Otherwise..."

She drew out her words, savoring the other person's despair, "Don't even think about the hallway restrooms, you shouldn't even bother knowing which way the hospital doors face. Trash should stay in the trash heap!"

For Liu Yun, trampling on the weak is not a means, but a game that brings her pleasure.

Two hundred thousand!

Su Wanqing felt as if she had been struck by lightning; the number was like a heavy hammer blow to her chest.

She sold her father's only inheritance—the old house—but it was just a drop in the bucket, barely enough to pay for her mother's three months of emergency treatment.

But she had almost spent all her money; she only had a little over two hundred yuan left in her pocket!

Where can one find such a huge sum of 200,000 yuan in a single day?

"Two hundred thousand? Why don't you just rob someone!"

She was trembling with anger. "We've already paid for tomorrow's bill!"

Liu Yun sneered, "Take it or leave it. If you don't, you can just watch your mother die in the street!"

Xu Nuo's skeletal hands clenched so tightly they cracked, and the black mist on the Cataclysmic Greatsword surged violently.

He wanted nothing more than to cleave this vicious woman in two with a sword, but Su Wanqing held onto his arm tightly.

Liu Yun exaggeratedly covered her mouth, her eyes flashing with disdainful pleasure: "Oh my! You poor little wretch, with just a skeleton without any flesh, who do you think you're scaring? Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so scared~"

"I! Will! Pay! The! Money!"

Su Wanqing suddenly looked up, tears stubbornly welling in her eyes, her voice trembling slightly from extreme suppression: "By tomorrow night, two hundred thousand, not a penny less! Liu Yun, you just wait and see!"

Liu Yun snapped, her finger almost poking Su Wanqing's nose: "I'll be watching closely, and see what you'll conjure up for two hundred thousand by this time tomorrow!"

Xu Nuo's silent soul flame suddenly leaped.

His cold gaze swept over Liu Yun's face, which was twisted with malice, before quietly falling back to the greatsword of calamity he was gripping tightly in his own hand.

On the sword, wisps of deathly aura, invisible to ordinary people and almost tangible, silently lingered, containing a terrifying power capable of corrupting all life.

A cold thought silently swept through his empty skull.

Oh.

There was a "way". Su Wanqing suppressed her tears of humiliation, helped her weak and powerless mother up, and moved step by step with difficulty towards the ward.

Xu Nuo followed silently, like a pale shadow. But when he reached Liu Yun's side, his silent steps came to an eerie halt.

"What are you doing?! You disgusting thing! Get away from me!"

Liu Yun reflexively took a half step back, her face full of disgust, as if she had been infected with some kind of plague.

However, the next second, Xu Nuo raised that bony hand and patted it twice—very heavily—on her shoulder, which was covered by her nurse's uniform.

"what!"

Liu Yun screamed, "You disgusting skeleton! Do you know how expensive this uniform is?"

She frantically patted and rubbed the fabric on her shoulder that had been touched, wishing she could scrape off a layer of it.

She frantically patted the shoulder that had been touched, unaware that a wisp of black mist had silently seeped into her clothes.

Xu Nuo followed Su Wanqing without looking back, her joints making a slight cracking sound.

That was him sneering.

The "Touch of Decay" attached to the Cataclysmic Greatsword would slowly and cruelly erode her flesh. True fear is never the quick, exhilarating pain of instant death, but rather watching, bit by bit, with crystal clarity, your body peel away piece by piece like a rotting fruit...

This woman who trampled on the lives of others will personally experience the despairing journey of flesh turning to mud.

"What's making me so itchy? That's strange, it's not down there..."

"Why is it so itchy up there...?"

Liu Yun mumbled as she rubbed her shoulder, suddenly feeling an itch in the area that had been touched.

She scratched herself a couple of times, not paying any attention, and turned to shout at the security guards, "What are you looking at! Get back to patrolling!"

Su Wanqing carefully helped her mother back to the ward.

Lin Yueru was so weak that she could barely walk; every step felt like walking on cotton.

"Late Spring..."

Lin Yueru lay in bed, her withered hands tightly gripping her daughter's. "Don't worry about Mom... this illness is incurable..."

Her tears slid down her sunken cheeks.

"mom!"

Su Wanqing interrupted her, her voice choked with emotion, "Don't talk nonsense! I will definitely heal you!"

She turned to Xu Nuo, her eyes filled with determination: "Xu Nuo, let's go." Xu Nuo glanced one last time at the haggard Lin Yueru on the hospital bed, then looked at Liu Yun scratching her shoulder at the end of the corridor, a cold smile flashing deep within her soul fire.

Liu Yun, that bitch, will learn that some debts must be repaid with one's life.

........

In a blind spot of the hospital corridor's surveillance cameras, Liu Yun furtively took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Young Master Wang, the matter has been taken care of."

She lowered her voice, her wrinkles crinkling into a chrysanthemum shape: "That little bitch's mother has already been tormented enough by me, now she won't even let her sleep outside the toilet."

A chilling voice came from the other end of the phone: "What was her reaction?"

"He's so angry he's shaking!"

Liu Yun laughed gleefully, "I told her to hand over 200,000 tomorrow, and she actually dared to talk back, saying something like 'We'll see'? It's hilarious!"

As she was speaking, she suddenly felt a tickle on her shoulder, and couldn't help but scratch it a couple of times, clicking her tongue impatiently.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"very good."

Wang Dao said calmly, "Keep an eye on her and don't let her mother have an easy time. When that little bitch is desperate, she'll naturally come begging to me."

Liu Yun immediately flattered, "Young Master Wang, don't worry! I've prescribed the most expensive medicine for her mother, guaranteed to bankrupt her! You're truly a genius, a master strategist! Tsk tsk, your abilities as an oracle are truly amazing, you even accurately predicted her mother's desperate situation and how that little bitch was driven to such a frenzy!"

As she spoke, she scratched her neck again, feeling the itch spread to her collarbone. She cursed inwardly, "Damn it, could it be that the dead skeleton touched something unclean?"

However, she quickly stopped caring. Anyway, she could take a shower, spray some perfume, and have some fun with the new intern that night.

She rubbed her fingers together. "Um... Young Master Wang... the 100,000 yuan fee you promised... and the favor you did for me in getting promoted to head of the nursing department..."

"Just do your own thing. You'll get what you're entitled to. Remember, I don't like people who overcomplicate things."

A cold, electronic busy tone replaced Wang Dao's answer.