The traffic police, doctors, and fire department descended upon the ravine, cordoning off the entire area.

People scrambled from every direction, desperate to rescue the injured trapped inside the moving van.

The first four pulled from the cargo hold were the worst affected.

Doctors diagnosed Mrs.

Nangong with deep coma; she was immediately rushed to the ICU, a lattice of tubes and monitors surrounding her as she lay still, only the steady, pulsing blue line on the cardiac monitor affirming her life.

The three movers extracted from the cargo area were declared deceased on the spot; police placed them in black body bags and sent them directly to the coroner for autopsy.

The most intractable pair were Mr.

Nangong and the driver, still trapped in the cab.

Though survival seemed impossible, one last effort was made.

The fire department summoned a heavy-duty crane, navigating it off the highway and into the bottom of the ravine, lifting the entire moving van clear.

The moment the cab was exposed to the light, a collective gasp escaped the crowd.

Yingzi, who had been watching the rescue efforts silently, suddenly felt her vision go dark and collapsed to the ground.

It turned out the cargo compartment had crushed the cab into a terrible pâté; the clearance of over a meter had been reduced to a mere five or six decimeters.

There could be no survivors; only crimson ** and severed limbs tumbled out of the wreckage.

At this point, the audience had no further doubts.

Everything was clearly orchestrated by Li Taizheng.

Fourteen years prior, Li Taizheng had chosen a bride for his ghost-infant, Li Xiaohao: Nangong Ying, who had grown up as Li Xiaoshu’s childhood friend.

Fate, however, intervened.

Just as Li Taizheng saw the two children reaching maturity and prepared to bring Li Xiaohao to Nangong Ying for the destined wedding, Mr.

Nangong had, by some strange twist of providence, encountered Mrs.

Li—Xiao Linghua—at the morgue, where she was being held in a refrigerated locker after a failed escape attempt.

Xiao Linghua recounted her years of inhuman suffering to Mr.

Nangong and prophesied a tragic future for Nangong Ying.

Mr.

Nangong initially received her story with skepticism, but then Li Taizheng’s operative—the morgue worker who had murdered Xiao Linghua in the cold storage unit—handed him the wedding ring taken from Old Li’s corpse via a time-warped locker.

Nangong’s realization that Old Li’s body was stored in Room 11 while he had entered the non-existent Room 21 confirmed that the events Xiao Linghua described might indeed be real.

Fearing his daughter would suffer the same fate as Xiao Linghua, Mr.

Nangong swiftly decided to move.

Yet, heaven had a higher measure; this plan did not distance the Nangong family from the bloodthirsty demon’s grasp but rather conveniently cleared the way for Li Taizheng to eliminate witnesses.

Thus, we witnessed the scene on the highway.

Shortly after Mr.

Nangong recognized the driver as the same man who killed Xiao Linghua at the morgue, the crash occurred.

Li Xiaohao’s desperate efforts to save the survivors in the truck had only one goal: to gain Nangong Ying’s approval, though an innocent soul was already marked in the Book of Life and Death.

However, these were all secrets that must never reach her ears, secrets that required the silencing of every person who knew them.

Now, only Mrs.

Nangong remained, unconscious in the hospital.

As Nangong Ying’s only emotional anchor, the question of whether to kill her or not became a tormenting problem for Li Xiaohao.