Pristine Darkness

Chapter 133

The showdown between Jian Yao and Derrick continues as we head into the grand finale! Jian Yao has been backed into a corner and cannot see a way out. Is life worth living if it's without Bo Jinyan? In this moment of crisis, will Bo Jinyan find her in time? Read on to find out . . .

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Translator: shl

Editor/ Proofreader: Anks

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When Jian Yao regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a river bank. The sky was still dark, the rain was still falling, and the sound of the waterfall was behind her. Not much time had passed.

She immediately wanted to sit up, but her entire body was aching in exhaustion, and she could not gather her strength. It was with great difficulty that she gradually levered herself upright.

Then she saw Derrick, opposite her.

He was in a similar situation, lying on the ground next to the waterfall. His entire body was drenched and his eyes held some degree of confusion. However, his body was much stronger than hers, so he was able to jump up in a trice.

Jian Yao dug her fingers into the mud beside her and touched some rocks. Indeed, the heavens had to be helping her, as she unexpectedly grabbed hold of a sharp-tipped stone. She held it in her hand.

Derrick laughed, looked up at the waterfall and said, "Jenny, wasn't that exciting?"

Jian Yao did not say anything.

He took a step forward and said, "Were you terrified? Did you think I was going to bring you with me to kill myself? How could that be possible? I'm not as cowardly as you say I am."

Jian Yao said, "You already knew that you wouldn't die when you plummeted?"

Derrick's eyes were brimming over with laughter. "This is one of the extreme sports that I am passionate about. How would we get away with it otherwise? Simon King is like a hunting dog, once he's got us between his teeth, he won't let go. That won't be too pleasant."

Jian Yao looked up. Behind him, the waterfall slowly flowed into a little brook. The brook was broad and stretched in a continuous line around the mountain. And, in the gathering darkness, a small boat was anchored not far away.

Jian Yao's heart sank. In other words, everything was proceeding according to his plan. He was going to switch boats and escape.

Derrick once again took two steps forward. Jian Yao woke up with a start and took a step back. She retreated until she had reached the edge of the waterfall. At the same time, she raised the stone with its tip as sharp as a dagger's and said, "Don't come any closer!"

Derrick stared at her with eyes shining like gleaming water and said, "What are you thinking of doing? Do you think that you can defeat me with a stone? No, even if I gave you a gun right now, you wouldn't be able to. Or, maybe you're trying to delay? Haha . . . . Jenny, this time, you will wait in vain for Simon. He would never have expected us to jump off the cliff, because ordinary people would consider it certain death to do so. Do you really think that he would risk this one in a million chance of survival and jump off the cliff? No, he would continue to advance, pursuing us until dawn, whereupon he would discover that not even the slightest glimpse of you can be seen anywhere. And you will board this boat with me and arrive in Myanmar. From then on we will live together for many days and many years. Maybe, one day, before you die, Simon King will find you. Who knows? Maybe it will happen."

Every single one of his words pierced Jian Yao's heart. She knew he was only speaking the truth, she also knew what kind of life awaited her if she really boarded on the boat. Her face was expressionless, and the hand holding the stone was still. However, she felt as if there was a hole deep in her heart, and what flowed out was not tears, but blood.