From cannon fodder villain to superpowered queen

“He told me to be sensible and not get too close to you, otherwise…” Li Fugui stammered, not daring to continue.

"Otherwise, you'll regret it, won't you?" Bi Yao said it for him, her tone icy.

Li Fugui's face turned pale, and he nodded.

"I knew it was him!" Qian Duoduo exclaimed angrily, "That Zhao Shihao is really going too far!"

Bi Yao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

The theft of the list and the suspicion that her partners were arousing her attention presented a huge challenge.

Li Fugui and Qian Duoduo looked at Bi Yao with doubt and hesitation in their eyes.

“Sister Bi Yao, the list is gone now, what about this batch of goods…” Li Fugui hesitated, his face full of worry.

Qian Duoduo chimed in, "Yes, Bi Yao, this batch of goods represents our entire fortune and our very lives!"

Bi Yao felt immense pressure, but she didn't show it.

She knew that now was not the time to panic and she had to find a way to solve this problem.

"Brother Li, Brother Qian, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to solve this problem."

A resolute glint flashed in Bi Yao's eyes as she began to use her superpower to sense the emotional fluctuations of those around her.

A subtle tension and unease emanated from the crowd, and Bi Yao's gaze locked onto a young man.

This guy was usually quiet and had a very low profile, but at this moment, his emotional fluctuations were unusually obvious.

Bi Yao walked up to him without making a sound. "Xiao Wu, have you seen anything unusual lately?"

Xiao Wu's eyes darted around, and he stammered, "No...no, I didn't see anything."

"Really?" Bi Yao's eyes were sharp as knives as she stared directly into Xiao Wu's eyes.

Xiao Wu felt uneasy under Bi Yao's gaze and subconsciously took a step back. "Really...really, Miss Bi, you...you're wronging an innocent person."

Xiao Wu's reaction further confirmed Bi Yao's guess.

Instead of directly exposing him, she said, "Xiao Wu, I know your family has been facing some difficulties recently and needs money."

Xiao Wu's expression changed, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Bi Yao continued, "But you shouldn't do something like this for money. Do you know how important this shipment is to us?"

Xiao Wu kept his head down and didn't say a word.

Bi Yao sighed, her tone softening slightly, "Xiao Wu, hand over the list, and I can let bygones be bygones."

Xiao Wu suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with fear and anger.

"What...what nonsense are you talking about? I...I didn't steal the list! You're slandering me!" He pointed at Bi Yao, his voice trembling, yet carrying a hint of bluffing without any real conviction.

Bi Yao looked at him, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her lips...

Bi Yao looked at Xiao Wu's excited expression and sneered inwardly, but on the surface she pretended to be dejected and sighed.

"Sigh, it seems I really did lose it. Oh well, there's no point in pursuing it further, I can only accept my bad luck." She rubbed her temples, looking exhausted. "Brother Li, Brother Qian, this batch of goods... I'm afraid it will disappoint you."

Xiao Wu secretly observed Bi Yao and was secretly pleased to see that she had really given up the investigation. He felt relieved.

He offered a few perfunctory words of comfort before hastily leaving the warehouse.

Bi Yao followed him discreetly, watching him sneak into a secluded alley.

At the end of the alley, a burly man was waiting for him.

Bi Yao recognized him at a glance; he was Zhao Shihao's capable subordinate, known as "Iron Tower."

"Did you get the goods?" Iron Tower asked gruffly.

Xiao Wu pulled a piece of paper from his pocket; it was Bi Yao's goods list.

"It's all here. Brother Hao said you'll get your share of the rewards once it's done." Iron Tower snatched the list, checked it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Click!" A shutter sound rang out, and both Tie Ta and Xiao Wu froze. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw Bi Yao holding an old-fashioned camera with a cold smile on her lips.

"Gentlemen, the transaction went very smoothly."

Iron Tower's expression changed drastically. He grabbed Xiao Wu by the collar and said viciously, "You little brat, you dare betray me!" Xiao Wu turned pale with fright and waved his hands repeatedly, "No...it wasn't me! It was her! She framed me!"

Bi Yao ignored their infighting, took her camera and film, and went straight back to the warehouse.

She placed the photo in front of Li Fugui and Qian Duoduo. After looking at it, the two men turned pale and were furious.

"You bastard Zhao Shihao, how dare you play us like this!" Li Fugui slammed his fist on the table in anger. "I'm going to settle the score with him right now!"

Qian Duoduo was also filled with righteous indignation, "This kind of despicable person must be taught a lesson!"

Bi Yao stopped them and calmly said, "You don't need to help me, I'll do it myself." She took out her phone and dialed a number, "Hello, Mr. Jiang? I have something I'd like to ask for your help with..."

A deep, magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, "What is it?"

Looking at the photo in her hand, a cold glint flashed in Bi Yao's eyes. "Zhao Shihao, it's time to pay the price." After hanging up the phone, Bi Yao looked out the window. The night was deep, and the stars twinkled.

She gently stroked the ring on her ring finger, murmuring to herself, "Ruiyuan, are you alright..."

With the crisis averted, Li Fugui and Qian Duoduo were filled with admiration for Bi Yao, exclaiming, "Sister Yao, you are my goddess!" Seeing their excited expressions, Bi Yao simply smiled faintly, but a slight sense of loss welled up inside her.

If Ruiyuan were here, he would definitely be proud of me.

She seemed to see Jiang Ruiyuan's gentle gaze and hear his deep, magnetic voice whispering in her ear: "Yaoyao, you're amazing." Unfortunately, it was all just a fantasy.

The town's commercial street was bustling with activity, displaying a dazzling array of novel trinkets.

Bi Yao wandered aimlessly, trying to dispel the longing in her heart.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous calligraphy and painting stall caught her attention.

The stall was dilapidated, and the stall owner, an old man, was dozing off.

The stall displayed some calligraphy and paintings, most of which were imitations and obviously worthless.

Bi Yao had only glanced at it casually and was about to leave when she suddenly sensed an unusual energy fluctuation.

The fluctuation was very subtle, but it did not escape her keen perception.

She stopped and her gaze fell on several scrolls.

These scrolls looked old and worn, covered in dust, like objects that had been forgotten for many years.

"Grandpa, how much are these paintings?" Bi Yao asked, pointing to the scrolls.

The old man lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the scroll Bi Yao was pointing to, and said casually, "Oh, those are just worthless trinkets. If you like them, just give him some money and take them."

Bi Yao's heart skipped a beat, but she remained outwardly calm as she asked, "Really? These paintings look very old."

"It is old, but unfortunately they are all imitations and fakes, not worth much money." The old man yawned, looking listless.

Bi Yao picked up a scroll and began to examine it carefully.

The ink marks on the scroll are somewhat blurred, but it can still be vaguely identified as a landscape painting.

She circulated the energy within her body, carefully sensing the aura emanating from the painting.

Sure enough, the painting was not a fake, but an authentic work!

Moreover, it is a work by a famous ancient artist!

Bi Yao was overjoyed, but she didn't show it. Instead, she pretended to be hesitant.

"Sir, I'll take all of these paintings. How much would you like?"

When the old man saw that Bi Yao really wanted to buy it, he immediately perked up and held up five fingers.

"How about five thousand yuan?"

Bi Yao chuckled inwardly; the value of these five paintings was at least a hundred times their original price!

But she didn't haggle; she simply took out five thousand yuan and handed it to the old man.

"make a deal!"

The old man was overjoyed and happily packed the scroll up and handed it to Bi Yao.

Holding the scroll, Bi Yao was filled with excitement and anticipation.

With these paintings, she can...

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out behind her: "Bi Yao, long time no see."