The bad value system is measuring values.

Chapter 200 Astor's Memories

A man wearing a red raincoat stood in front of the house, his body shimmering with an eerie red light.

Asdor's nose was exceptionally sensitive; even through the rain, it detected an unusual scent. It barked fiercely at the door several times, and the scent seemed to gradually dissipate.

A sense of unease welled up within Asdor, and it hurriedly returned to Qiao Xiao's side. The two were almost inseparable; Qiao Xiao had a special dependence on Asdor, perhaps stemming from Zhong Huanli…

Qiao Xiao lost one eye, and the vision in her other eye was also severely impaired, but with the help of medication, her condition has improved.

She couldn't stand bright light, so the room was always lit by only a dim, yellow lamp.

The weather worsened; a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. Immediately afterward, a loud crash came from downstairs, scattering shards of glass everywhere.

"Asdor, what's going on?" Qiao Xiao hugged it tightly. "It's six o'clock, why hasn't Dad Zhong come yet?"

Zhong Yan always brings Qiao Xiao food on time every day, but he hasn't shown up yet today.

"Could something have happened to Zhong's father?"

Asdor sensed Qiao Xiao's anxiety and decided to go check on her alone.

It rushed downstairs and found a trail of muddy footprints pointing directly to the study. Astaire sensed something was wrong.

Just then, a figure silently appeared behind it. A killer wearing a red raincoat brandished a knife, attempting to attack Asdor.

Astor reacted swiftly, narrowly escaping the attack. It roared twice, trying to scare away its enemy.

“Asdor!” Zhong Yan’s voice came from another direction.

The killer in the red raincoat seemed to have found a new target. After missing Astor with his first attack, he immediately turned and pounced on Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan engaged in a standoff with the thugs, and Asdor also gave chase without hesitation.

After Asdor caught up, he and Zhong Yan formed a pincer movement.

The red-clad thug was cornered by them when he suddenly pulled a small smoke bomb from his raincoat and threw it on the ground.

Instantly, acrid smoke filled the air, causing Astor and Zhong Yan to cough and their vision to blur.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the murderer broke through the smoke and ran towards the stairwell.

He won't leave! He wants to kill Qiao Xiao.

Ignoring the choking smoke, Astor gave chase.

"Aster, stop chasing me, I'm here."

It heard Qiao Xiao's voice; she was hiding behind the study door.

Zhong Yan: "Xiao Xiao, what are you doing here?"

Qiao Xiao: "I heard Astor's voice, Dad Zhong."

"careful!"

Zhong Yan watched in horror as the red-clad thug with the knife jumped down. He pulled Qiao Xiao behind him and took the blow himself.

"Hurry up!" Zhong Yan pushed Qiao Xiao.

Qiao Xiao didn't have time to think and hurriedly ran away, but the thugs quickly blocked the exit and stood firmly in front of her.

The red-clad thug lunged at Qiao Xiao with incredible speed. At that moment, Asdor sprang up and bit the thug's hand with astonishing speed.

The assailant twisted the blade in pain, aiming it deeply at Asdorza, piercing its eyeball, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Astor collapsed to the ground in pain. Then, Qiao Xiao, from who-knows-where, produced a small blade and stabbed at the assailant. However, the assailant quickly dodged, displaying astonishing reflexes.

Seeing that things were not going well, Qiao Xiao kicked the thug hard, then decisively picked up Asdor from the ground and ran away.

The scene ended, and Bai Liu disappeared.

Zhong Huanli carefully brought Qiao Xiao back to her original home and repaired everything there.

The rain continued to fall drizzly, and the sky had not yet cleared up.

Qiao Xiao was immersed in her dream, dreaming of the beautiful scenes of Zhong's father, herself, and Zhong Huanli living together. In the dream, their relationship was like that of family.

Suddenly, a red lightning bolt ripped through the night sky. She turned her head sharply and saw that Zhong's father and Zhong Huanli, who had been chatting and laughing just moments before, were now lying in a pool of blood, like a spilled pool of flesh and blood paint.

Before her lay a dish: a huge black dog skin lying across the table, with bloody knives stuck in it like venomous snakes, resembling a soul being tortured in hell.

Qiao Xiao felt as if a thousand steel needles were piercing her heart at once. She cried out in agony, "No, no, no! No!"

She woke up from a nightmare to find Zhong Huanli beside her.

Zhong Huanli sat beside her like a statue, her fine eyelashes slightly drooping, her face devoid of any emotion, yet revealing a sorrow tinged with unspeakable grief.

Qiao Xiao seemed to see through this body the appearance of his soul, a lonely world, just like a real god.

"Zhong Huanli..." She hugged the person next to her tightly, her voice taut, as if a vengeful spirit was entangled in her soul and torn her intact vocal cords.

Qiao Xiao cried in his arms for a long time before finally asking, "Asdor, is he dead?"

Zhong Huanli remained silent for a long time.

"elder brother?"

"Yes, Asdor...it's dead."

"I want revenge, brother."

After Qiao Xiao finished speaking, her pupils contracted. She had always thought that Zhong Huanli was a kind person, and she was worried that he would disagree with her ideas, or even hate her.

Qiao Xiao glanced timidly at Zhong Huanli and found that his expression was calm and unchanged.

"Which one should we kill first?" He looked at Qiao Xiao with indifferent eyes.

Qiao Xiao stared at Zhong Huanli in shock; she seemed not to recognize the person in front of her.

"Kill Zhang Lingwan first. He killed Asdor; he must die."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

At this moment, Zhang Lingwan was hiding in a suburb, and a woman with a noble demeanor was sitting in front of him.

Zhang Lingwan asked, "Lu Zi, what do you think of the conditions I proposed?"

Lu Zi picked up her teacup and said, "The offer isn't very attractive."

Zhang Lingwan said, "That's Zhong Huanli, whom you've been thinking about day and night. Don't you even want to know where he is?"

Lu Zi sneered: "Are you stupid? Where are they? I can just check your information, can't I? Trying to use that to negotiate with me? Do you even have a brain?"

Zhang Lingwan was enraged by her words: "Your Qiao Xiao is fake, aren't you afraid I'll report you?"

"So what if it's fake? It can't be detected by testing."

Zhang Lingwan said, "With Zhong Huanli here, once we test Qiao Xiao's DNA, the truth will come out."

"Hmph, so even now you don't know that Qiao Xiao is the Zhong family's adopted daughter, you idiot."

"Adopted daughter?"

Lu Zi looked at his astonished expression with disdain: "Otherwise, why do you think Zhong Huanli and Qiao Xiao have such a special relationship? Why is he so protective of his sister? Don't you find that strange?"

She put down her coffee cup and said, "You should leave now, Zhang Lingwan. I won't call the police; consider it a thank you for the clue."