The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits

Sun Yacheng: "Xiao Xiao is so small, not even half the size of Yang Ning. Do you think she killed your brother?"

He Xiling naturally understood this too, and she kept silent.

The madness just now was only an opportunity for revenge.

She still appeared frantic, with discontent towards Sun Yacheng in her expression, "You always protect her, just a toy. If I can get you one, I can get you a second one..."

Sun Yacheng angrily said, "Shut up." Then he slapped He Xiling hard again.

He Xiling was somewhat defiant but dared not cause trouble when she met Sun Yacheng's gaze upon raising her head angrily.

Pitying her for losing her brother, Sun Yacheng softened his tone to gently console her, "Rest assured, you will get an explanation eventually."

In a few seemingly insignificant words, Su Li gained a lot of information.

She couldn't help but shift her gaze to the girl known as Xiao Xiao.

Even though she'd been beaten to the point of losing a tooth, she remained silent throughout, not making a sound or defending herself in the slightest.

The cold stillness in her eyes was like a stagnant pool of water.

Noticing Su Li's gaze, Xiao Xiao tried hard to shrink her small body further, desperately trying to conceal her presence.

With such a commotion here, almost everyone on the ship had gathered.

The bloody corpse was placed on the ground; it was disgusting enough. Even though the young masters weren't exactly afraid, it was distressing to look at.

Li Yiyang hooked a finger to summon a man closest to him, "You, yes you... go clean this up."

Meanwhile, Sun Yacheng spat viciously on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "All of you, come with me."

Sun Yacheng's current demeanor resembled a street thug.

As soon as he spoke, everyone except the man tasked by Li Yiyang with cleaning up the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

Being in close proximity to a corpse was really a challenge for them.

Everyone hurried to follow Sun Yacheng, fearing they would be left behind.

Su Li openly looked towards He Xiling; her grief seemed to dissipate too quickly.

Her previous anger and utter despair were real, and Su Li could feel her genuine sorrow.

Her madness for family was also real, though brief.

At this moment, though her face darkened, tears continuously flowed, her gaze no longer lingered on the corpse on the ground.

Instead, she wiped her tears, her seductive gaze frequently drifting towards Sun Yacheng at the front.

He Xiling's deep affection for Sun Yacheng was obvious to anyone with eyes.

However, this was unrequited love... Sun Yacheng never gave her any special attention, instead forcefully keeping the Xiao Xiao, who He Xiling had slapped multiple times, by his side.

"That bitch... my brother already used her up, I don't even know what Young Master Sun sees in her."

He Xiling hissed like a Poison Snake, whispering words only she could hear, except for the keen-eared Su Li.

The tangled web of relationships on this ship was getting more intriguing.

Sun Yacheng gathered everyone in a small conference room.

They called it a conference room, but inside there was only a projector and a high-mounted video camera, nothing else.

Over thirty people crowded into the room, quickly filling this relatively large space.

Once everyone was in, Mu Yonghua shut the only door from the outside.

Su Li's ears twitched; she heard the faint metallic click of a lock.

"Is everyone here? You should know I'm very angry, extremely angry..."

"I kindly brought you out to sea to have fun, yet someone among you dares to ruin my mood."

Sun Yacheng casually took a miniature gun from his pocket and played with it, smiling, "So now I give them a chance to confess leniently, resist strictly."

Sun Yacheng's menacing gaze swept across everyone's faces one by one, "Damn it, who's messing around? Step forward."

He randomly pointed the gun at people, "Is it you?" As the person shrank back in fear, he quickly changed direction, "Or you?"

"Or perhaps you all?"

The previously unconscious women were also dragged into the conference room. Upon waking, they faced the dark muzzle, their fear evident.

A beautiful woman hurriedly explained, "Young Master Sun, it's definitely not us..."

He Xiling viciously interjected, "Who knows if you're harboring evil intentions against my brother, maybe you always resented what he did to you..."

"You're talking nonsense. If I really hated him, I wouldn't have agreed to come this time," the beautiful woman anxiously explained to Sun Yacheng.

He Xiling's words not only changed the face of the woman she was accusing but also made many beautiful women present look uneasy.

"Ah Lee, given the situation, your expression is too calm."

Su Li didn't expect to be singled out.

But before she could say anything, Li Yiyang spoke up disapprovingly ahead of her, "Yacheng, that joke was too much."

"Ah Lee couldn't possibly be involved in this."

Sun Yacheng laughed and replied, "Look how you protect her. I was just casually saying it, and you're already defensive."

"Li Yiyang is really good to you," Qiu Yu couldn't help but say enviously.

Mi Tianyu also chimed in, "If he's not good to Ah Lee, should he be good to you?"

"My patience is limited."

Facing Sun Yacheng's gradually irritable mood, many looked uneasy but no one admitted to doing it.

Sun Yacheng laughed angrily, "Fine, very fine...."

"Starting now, you have one minute to expose and report. I want to see where the cowardly mouse will hide."

"Daring to act recklessly on my turf, do you look down on me?"

Su Li noticed Sun Yacheng's logic was clearly flawed.

He personally investigating this wasn't because someone died but because he felt his authority was challenged.

Su Li sensed their disregard and violation of the law.

Unfortunately, even with Sun Yacheng's gun pointed at people's temples, no one confessed.

"Bang." A gunshot rang out as Sun Yacheng's patience ran out.

A shot hit a man's thigh, instantly staining his pale thigh with blood.

"Ah...."

The women's unstoppable screams were abruptly stopped by Sun Yacheng's cold snort.

The unlucky man who was shot suppressed intense pain and cursed, "Young Master Sun, what do you mean? Could it be you think I killed He Yangning?"