Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 293

The place was somewhat empty, and though Ye Shaohua’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, it still reached everyone’s ears with perfect clarity.

All eyes turned toward Ye Sinian in astonishment.

Even Ye Sinian herself was startled by Ye Shaohua’s sudden interjection. Like many others, she instinctively turned her head, her eyes widening in shock the moment she saw Ye Shaohua.

Despite the inappropriateness of the timing, she couldn’t help but be stunned by the face before her.

With the thick glasses removed from the bridge of her nose, it was as if the heavy dust obscuring a luminous pearl had been wiped away. In that instant, her radiance burst forth like a blazing flame—dazzling and almost blinding.

The dim lighting around them cast shadows over her lazily alluring yet mysteriously enchanting face, while her slightly narrowed eyes exuded an unmistakable sharpness.

Some people were born to shine. No matter how dilapidated the surroundings or how dire the circumstances, the moment they appeared, no one else could hold a candle to them.

The tall blond man beside Viper stared at Ye Shaohua, his lips curling in a sneer. His memory held no record of her, and he regarded her with a mix of disdain and wariness. “Who the hell do you think you are, asking our boss Viper to ‘give you face’?”

As if finding the whole situation laughable, Viper’s men erupted into mocking laughter.

Meanwhile, Ye Sinian and the others finally snapped out of their daze. “Ye Shaohua, what are you doing? Why provoke Viper?”

She stared at Ye Shaohua, momentarily unable to connect the woman before her with the younger sister she knew.

In Ye Sinian’s eyes, her so-called sister had always been timid, coddled by their biased parents, content to leech off the family at home. Even earning a measly two thousand yuan would earn her parents’ exaggerated praise, as if they’d never seen money before.

An utterly insignificant speck of dust.

But now, with her glasses off, Ye Shaohua’s previously restrained aura unfurled—dangerous and enigmatic.

Like a blood-red rose blooming in the dead of night.

Ye Shaohua ignored Ye Sinian. Instead, she took two steps forward, the oversized black-framed glasses twirling idly between her fingers. The stark contrast between the dark frames and her pale skin was striking.

She paid no attention to the blond man beside Viper, her gaze fixed solely on Viper himself.

“Viper, right?” she said lazily, spinning the glasses once more, her pale lips curving slightly. “What do you think of my proposal?”

“What proposal? Boss, this woman isn’t bad-looking. Let me grab her—” The blond man, incensed by her blatant disregard, took an aggressive step forward.

But Viper’s eyes were locked onto the black-framed glasses in Ye Shaohua’s hand.

And that voice—languid, careless, yet carrying an undeniable edge.

His pupils contracted sharply.

Viper wasn’t a man known for meticulous planning. But he had lain low for five years, ensuring that Bai Xuanmo and his people would have no chance to retaliate. He had been certain of his flawless revenge.

Yet, he had also been in contact with Benji.

Though five years ago, Benji and the mafia had wanted him dead, time had changed things.

Yun Nuo had suppressed both the mafia and Benji too ruthlessly.

Gradually, Benji and Jim had come to realize that the delicate balance of power was on the verge of collapse—soon, Yun Nuo would dominate unchecked.

That was why Benji had mentioned a few things to Viper.

No substantial help, but in their conversations, Benji had brought up one name—

Y.

Few knew who Y was. Some didn’t even know if Y was a man or a woman. But no one dared underestimate Y’s capabilities—a creator of weapons of mass destruction.

Benji, a man who didn’t even fear Yun Nuo, was terrified of Y.

That alone spoke volumes about the sheer intimidation Y commanded.

Benji had said that if Viper could persuade Y to join the Assassins’ League, his plan would succeed without a doubt.

But if Y intervened—

Y was Chinese. If she caught wind of this and decided to step in, the success rate would plummet to zero.

Given how deeply Benji and Jim feared Y, Viper had shed his usual arrogance. He had even managed to get in touch with Y through Benji.

Y had seemed oddly interested in his affairs and hadn’t bothered hiding her true identity.

They had spoken just last night. Viper still remembered that voice vividly. His expression darkened as he stared at Ye Shaohua. “It’s you?”

Ye Shaohua chuckled softly. “Mhm.”

“But you’re supposed to be neutral!” Viper glanced at Bai Xuanmo, then toward the direction of Yun Nuo’s unconscious form, his face twisting with reluctance. Yet he didn’t dare act recklessly. “You said you wouldn’t interfere!”

“Are you done?” Ye Shaohua spun her glasses again, shooting him a dangerous look.

When she was impatient, her presence carried an oppressive weight.

Viper flinched at her tone. “Of course, of course. How could I not give you face?”

“Boss!” The blond man gaped at Viper, searching for any hint that this was a joke. But there was none. “How could you be afraid of some woma—”

“Apologize to Miss Ye right now!” Viper kicked the blond man, then turned back to Ye Shaohua with an ingratiating smile. “Miss Ye, my subordinate doesn’t know any better. He didn’t mean to offend you. We’ll leave right away. But about what we discussed last night… any thoughts?”

Ye Shaohua flexed her fingers, studying Viper without immediately responding.

Viper had never felt so tense in his life.

His fists clenched tightly, like a student awaiting exam results, braced for Ye Shaohua’s final verdict.

After two minutes of deliberation, under Viper’s hopeful gaze, she nodded. “Fine.”

“Good!” Viper’s face lit up with barely contained excitement.

With a sweeping gesture, he signaled his men, and the entire group began retreating in an orderly fashion.

“Wait—” Ye Shaohua suddenly called out again.

Viper spun around, aghast. “You’re not going back on your word, are you? Listen, once you agree, there’s no taking it back! I won’t accept it! Everyone here heard you say yes—”

“That’s not it.” Ye Shaohua rubbed her temples, exasperated.

How had the leader of the Assassins’ League turned into this in less than two minutes?

A nagging, paranoid mess?

“Leave us a couple of cars. There aren’t enough here.” Ye Shaohua had taken a taxi to get here.

“Cars? I’ll leave you two!” Viper exhaled in relief, hastily abandoning two vehicles before bolting as if afraid she might change her mind.

Ye Shaohua watched his retreating back, speechless.

Viper and his men had left far too decisively.

Ye Sinian, Bai Xuanmo, and the others from Team One were still processing what had just happened.

Especially Bai Xuanmo.

He had hidden for five years—even his own family hadn’t known he was Xuanmo.

When Viper had shown up today, and with Yun Nuo unconscious for unknown reasons, he had been prepared to die.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined Ye Shaohua would step forward. Now, standing there, watching her tilt her head slightly, he found the sight almost painfully dazzling.

The members of Team One were equally stunned. They had braced for a bloodbath.

Instead, not only had the battle not happened, but Viper had also fled faster than a startled hare.

No one had seen this coming. All eyes remained fixed on Ye Shaohua, unable to look away.

Just then, Ye Shaohua’s phone rang. It was her father, Ye Cheng, calling to ask when she’d be home, if she was safe, and if she needed a ride.

She answered immediately, her glasses still in hand. “Hey, Dad… Yeah, I’m still at the workshop. There was an issue with a circuit in one of the parts… Of course, I fixed it in no time… No need, I’ll be back tomorrow morning. The manager’s giving me the day off since I pulled an all-nighter… Yeah, okay.”

Her tone was as lazy as ever, but her voice had shifted entirely—slower, more subdued, almost melancholic.

Exactly like the Ye Shaohua Ye Sinian and Bai Xuanmo were used to hearing.

Had they not witnessed it themselves, they would never have believed it.

Right in front of Team One, Bai Xuanmo, and the others, she had just delivered a masterclass in acting.

Hanging up, she glanced at their dumbfounded expressions.

“Well? You leaving or not?”

“How do you know Viper?” Ye Sinian demanded, her voice trembling with disbelief. “How did you make him just… leave like that?”

And so obediently, at that?

Ye Sinian’s eyes bore into Ye Shaohua as she combed through her memories, searching for any discrepancy. But there was none—Ye Shaohua and Ye Cheng were ordinary people. How could they possibly have ties to Viper?

The person she had always looked down on, the one she couldn’t be bothered with, had just saved them all?