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In the central hall of the mansion, a heavy atmosphere hung in the air.
The once luxurious reception area was now marred by signs of destruction. Servants were busily cleaning up the aftermath of the recent chaos—shattered porcelain, overturned expensive decor, and scalding water stains all bore witness to the turmoil brought by the Razor Cult.
Several butlers quietly directed the servants to restore order. No one spoke, but the gloomy expressions on their faces indicated that the attack had cast a shadow over everyone present.
Shen Dudu stood beside Ye Mo Li, arms crossed and brow furrowed, her face etched with confusion.
She glanced around at the disarray and at the bald butlers who were angrily tidying up while muttering curses against the Razor Cult. Her internal questions grew more pressing.
"Hey, Mo Li..."
Unable to contain herself any longer, she turned to Ye Mo Li, her voice filled with bewilderment. "What on earth happened? Why did a bunch of bald lunatics burst in here swinging razors at you?!"
Her tone was exaggerated, her expression more shocked than that of a butler freshly shorn of his hair.
However, Ye Mo Li simply stood quietly, not responding immediately.
Her gaze drifted to the side as if she were pondering something. Her hands unconsciously clenched slightly, and her Armpit Braid hung loosely yet still emanated a sense of steady strength.
Shen Dudu watched her, her brow furrowing deeper.
She realized that this Ye Mo Li was the same as she had always known, yet somehow… different.
The overly calm demeanor and familiarity with such chaos unsettled Shen Dudu.
"Hey, Mo Li! Speak up!" Shen Dudu anxiously shook Ye Mo Li's arm. "What exactly is the Razor Cult? Why did they attack us? What do they want?!"
Ye Mo Li finally came to her senses. She turned to Shen Dudu, took a deep breath, and her gaze became heavy and cold.
"The Razor Cult... they are a group of extreme fanatics."
"They believe in 'Absolute Smoothness,' considering all Hair in the world as unclean. They even swear to eradicate all Hair from the world, aiming to evolve humanity into a Smooth and flawless existence."
Shen Dudu's eyes widened like saucers. "So, they want to force everyone to be bald?!"
Ye Mo Li nodded, but her tone grew more serious. "It's not just about being bald; their ultimate goal is the 'World Hair Removal Grand Judgment.' They plan to launch an ultimate laser hair removal scheme using global satellites, making all Hair on humanity disappear forever—"
Shen Dudu was speechless.
"Wait... are you serious???"
Ye Mo Li clenched her fists tightly, a flicker of anger and sorrow flashing in her eyes. "They have had their sights set on our family for a long time."
"Because our family has possessed the strongest and proudest Hair for generations—this is, to them, the most unforgivable heresy."
Shen Dudu was so shocked that she could barely close her mouth. She never imagined that such a bizarre and insane cult existed in this world!
But looking into Ye Mo Li's eyes, filled with deep hatred and determination, she finally understood—
This battle did not just begin; it was a fate that Ye Mo Li's family had been bearing for a very long time.
Shen Dudu licked her cracked lips, swallowed hard, and her voice trembled slightly. "So... will the Razor Cult come back?"
Ye Mo Li's gaze was calm as water, yet it carried an unshakeable resolve.
"They will definitely come."
"This war is not over yet."
In the hall, the servants and butlers were busy clearing up the chaos that had just unfolded.
Shattered porcelain, overturned furniture, debris scattered everywhere, and a wet floor all told the story of the destruction brought by the Razor Cult. Ye Mo Li stood in the center of the hall, calmly directing the servants to restore order, as if she had grown accustomed to such situations.
"Clean up these shards; don’t let the water damage the wooden floor... The injured should be treated first. Remember to use our restoration essence to revive their hair follicles."
"All security measures are upgraded tonight. Send people to patrol; not a single member of the Razor Cult is allowed to step foot in here again!"
The servants and butlers immediately took their orders, and although the scene was chaotic, it was not without organization.
However—
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
Ye Mo Li's phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated violently, as if some ominous omen was approaching.
She furrowed her brow, a sense of unease rising within her. Taking out her phone, she saw a name she knew all too well—Su Luobing.
Ye Mo Li's frown deepened. Without hesitation, she pressed the answer button, her tone icy: "Su Luobing?! You—"
"Hahaha—"
On the other end of the line came a sharp and eerie laughter, like glass scraping against metal, sending chills down her spine.
"Do you like the surprise I prepared for you?" Su Luobing's voice dripped with mockery and malice, her tone light as if discussing the weather. "This is a special gift I arranged just for you."
Ye Mo Li's pupils suddenly constricted, and a storm surged within her heart.
"What?! You... you are Razor..."
However, her words were not finished—
"Slap!"
Su Luobing abruptly interrupted her, her tone turning cold and laced with deep-seated hatred and jealousy. "You will regret this... Ye Mo Li."
"You took away my beloved, and you will pay the price..."
"Your Armpit Hair, and everything you possess..."
"I will strip them all away!!!"
"Beep—beep—beep—"
The call was disconnected, leaving only the empty sound of a busy tone echoing in Ye Mo Li's ears.
She stood frozen in place, gripping her phone tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.
The servants around her noticed her unusual demeanor, stopping their tasks to look at her. Shen Dudu also wore a puzzled expression. "Mo Li? What's wrong?"
Ye Mo Li said nothing; she slowly raised her head, her gaze sharp as a knife, burning with an unprecedented fury!
—Su Luobing, she was actually connected to the Razor Cult?!
Ye Mo Li's thoughts exploded in her mind like thunder!
Su Luobing… Razor Cult… If these two are connected, then…
Su Group could very well be a part of Razor Cult?!
She suddenly lowered her head, her fingers swiftly searching for "Su Baqi" on her phone. When the familiar photo popped up on the screen—
“…!”
The Su Baqi on the screen was none other than the incredibly smooth bald head!
His head was as clean as freshly polished marble, not a hint of hair in sight!
Ye Mo Li's pupils constricted slightly, a chill running up her spine.
“Damn it… this guy is indeed a member of Razor Cult!”
Her breathing quickened as her mind rapidly constructed a terrifying plan—
Su Luobing's engagement was not just for marrying Manager Leng; it was a move by Razor Cult!
The merger between Su Group and Ethan Lux was definitely being manipulated by Razor Cult from behind the scenes!
If they could successfully take control of Ethan Lux, infiltrate Leng Yichen's skincare production process, and then subtly alter the formulas in the world's top hair care products…
Then—
Global aesthetic standards would be completely transformed without anyone noticing!
As people used these products, their hair follicles would gradually shrink, body hair would slowly diminish, until it completely disappeared!
In the end, when the world's aesthetic began to recognize "Absolute Smoothness", and everyone regarded "hairlessness" as the sole standard of beauty—
The aspirations of the Razor Cult would be fully realized!
This was no longer merely about Hair Removal... it was a subversion of aesthetics, an erosion of thought, a penetration of culture, and the most terrifying conspiracy in the history of human aesthetics!
"Damn it... their goal is to completely change the world?!"
Ye Mo Li gritted her teeth, her fingers instinctively tightening, the Armpit Braid trembling slightly as if sensing its master's fury.
—This war was far larger than she had imagined.
She was not just fighting to protect her Hair; this was no longer merely a personal battle...
This was a fight for aesthetic freedom, human culture, and the survival of all those who possessed Hair!
Ye Mo Li took a deep breath, lifted her head, her gaze sharp as a blade, her tone more resolute than ever—
"I will never let them succeed."
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