Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Tang Yue looked at the polite men in black and sighed. These men in black were so well-mannered, unlike the group of brutes last time who drew their swords as soon as they met. Was this just a difference in their social standing?

She waved her hand modestly, "It's alright, it's alright. I have a question for you guys, why are you following us around every day? Your behavior is just like that of a pedophile old pervert."

Upon hearing this, the man in black's head creased in disbelief, and he said, "We're not perverts."

"You say you're not, so you're not? Then tell me, you didn't come for our looks. We have no money or power, we just want to live our lives peacefully. What did we do to offend you?"

"If this isn't a problem caused by beauty, then what is?"

The man in black had probably never met such a narcissistic person in his life, and he stammered, "This... young... lady... it's not you who offended us, it's the young master behind you who offended our master."

What grudge could Jun Lingmo possibly have against Prime Minister Lin? It's simply that she doesn't want to leave such a potential threat. She touched her hair and continued, "Oh, that old pervert, could you go back and tell your parents that we don't covet power or money? If we have any grudges, could you please let us go, considering we're still young and it was an unintentional mistake?"

"This, young lady, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Oh~,"

"If it doesn't work, then why are you talking to me for so long? Are you sick in the head, you old pervert?"

Han Cheng, hidden in the shadows, looked at the leader of the men in black with mixed feelings. Couldn't this guy change his practice of being polite before fighting? It's really... unassassin-like.

Leader of the Men in Black: ...

“I told you, I’m not a pervert or an old man. You’re insulting my profession,” the man in black said, getting agitated.

Tang Yue looked at the black-clad leader jumping up and down, thinking how incredibly irrational he was. She was just trying to annoy him; the rest of her words were directed at the person eavesdropping nearby.

"Okay, okay, it's not true, it's not true. Be good and let's get started quickly. Don't keep me from going home to sleep. Sleep is very important for children," Tang Yue said earnestly, making a sleep gesture.

Han Cheng: ...Is this still an assassination attempt?

Jun Lingmo: ...It still has to be her.

Men in black: ...Is she mentally sound?

After Tang Yue finished speaking, she took out a straight knife from her space, shouted, "You old perverts, prepare to die!" and rushed forward.

Jun Lingmo, who was standing to the side, also drew his soft sword from his waist and rushed in.

Tang Yue moved through the group of assassins like a ghost, showing no fear on her face. She even excitedly blocked and slashed left and right, fighting the assassins to a standstill.

Tang Yue and Jun Lingmo worked together, and for a time neither could defeat the other.

Suddenly, an assassin hidden to the side seized the opportunity and stabbed Jun Lingmo in the back. Jun Lingmo was unable to dodge in time and was stabbed in the shoulder.

Tang Yue saw this and immediately stepped forward to support Jun Lingmo.

He gestured to pause: "Stop, stop, stop. Let me check his injuries first."

For a moment, the assassins were indeed stopped in their tracks by the shout.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang Yue quickly picked up Jun Lingmo and flew out of the encirclement.

"Are you okay?"

Jun Lingmo smiled slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing." So this is how painful it is to be injured. Why didn't A-Yue make a sound when she was so badly injured last time?

"What are you laughing at? Stay here and watch me," Tang Yue slapped Jun Lingmo, who was trying to be tough. Jun Lingmo's face was as white as a white wall that had been plastered with putty, and he was still laughing.

She turned around and stood up, cursing at the men in black: "You bunch of idiots, you stop when I tell you to stop, your brains are useless, you dare to hurt my little Ling Mo, you're asking for death!" Tang Yue rushed towards the leader of the men in black, blocking Han Cheng's view, took out a pistol from her spatial storage, and pierced his heart directly.

Tang Yue did the same thing, and after hearing a few loud bangs, the group realized that only a few of their companions were left.

Han Cheng's pupils contracted sharply. Although he didn't know what the little girl had used to kill the assassins, he knew that it was something not to be underestimated.

Jun Lingmo, who had just been replaced, did see the thing, but he had never seen anything like it before. It looked a lot like a musket, but those were state-controlled items. How could Tang Yue have one?

Most importantly, that thing looks much more powerful than a musket. Is she really a monster?

While Jun Lingmo was deep in thought, Tang Yue had already killed everyone.

She turned to face Han Cheng and arrogantly said, "Are you out here to die, or get out of here?"

Han Cheng shuddered; he realized he had been discovered long ago.

Before Tang Yue could say another word, Han Cheng prepared to run.

Afraid the man would run away, Tang Yue quickly added, "Don't run yet. Tell me the name of the young man who just spoke to me. He was very polite; I'm thinking of digging a grave for him."

Hancheng: ...

Jun Lingmo: ...

Dead audience: ...

"Speak up!"

“His name is Yu Shuli,” Han Cheng said before leaving without lingering.

Yu Shuli, the name sounds very polite.

She sensed it, and the gaze was gone.

To be honest, that guy's aura was much stronger than hers. Even if she took out her pistol, she might not be able to deal with him.

But she guessed that his absence from the beginning meant he didn't intend to show himself.

Tang Yue put the items back into her spatial storage, walked up to Jun Lingmo, bandaged his wounds, and then took out the medicine developed by their base. After turning all the corpses except Yu Shuli into mist, she helped Jun Lingmo, carried Yu Shuli, and went to bury the bodies on the back mountain of their house.

"Why...why didn't you dispose of them all?" Jun Lingmo looked at the corpses beside him, puzzled.

Tang Yue planted the shovel she had used to dig the hole in the ground, panting heavily, and replied, "I prefer polite people. Although he's an assassin, he knows to be courteous before resorting to force, so I don't mind giving him a proper burial and a free grave."

"All right."

Tang Yue dug the pit, put Yu Shuli in it, buried a small hill, and even built a wooden board. She originally planned to write the inscription herself, but then she thought of her ugly handwriting and felt a little embarrassed.

She nudged Jun Lingmo, who was resting nearby, and blinked, saying, "Hey, how about rewarding me with a piece of calligraphy?"

Jun Lingmo: "Why don't you write it yourself?"

Tang Yue pointed to herself, "You're talking about me? Don't you know what my handwriting looks like? Since I've already given it to him, I might as well have given him something nice."

Jun Lingmo was exasperated. "A pen? Do you have one?"

“Yes,” she said, taking out an oversized modern marker and handing it to Jun Lingmo.

“You… this… is quite a large sum.”

"Oh, is this pen not good enough? I have a thicker one, would you like to exchange it?"

Jun Lingmo's eyelids twitched; he had a feeling that the pen might be larger than expected.

"It's usable, no need to change it."

He took a deep breath, held the marker in his hand, and wrote five large characters with lightning speed: Tomb of Yu Shuli.