Published: March 2, 2025
Sitting in the main seat, Mo Xuan was quite spirited, pointing at the eleventh clause and continuing to express his suggestions.
In the depths of Tang Haofei's heart, who was hidden from Mo Xuan's view, he had long since torn the white-faced man into hundreds of pieces.
“Tang? Tang? What do you think of this clause?”
The gentle call was no less than the roar of demonic creatures to Tang Haofei. He swallowed hard, struggling to pick up the documents beside him, reading them word by word.
…
Just as Tang Haofei was getting a headache from the various terms on the paper, a crisp knocking sound echoed.
“Bang... bang... bang...”
To Tang Haofei's ears, it sounded like a life-saving melody.
“Lord Mo, you see…”
Old Tang exchanged a glance with Mo Xuan, signaling him to handle his affairs first and not worry about him.
Seeing the expression on Tang Haofei's face, Mo Xuan immediately understood and chuckled, indicating for Tang Haofei to continue reading the documents in his hands. Mo Xuan then gently tapped the table.
“Come in.”
“Creak.”
The wooden door emitted a crisp sound, and before Tang Haofei and Mo Xuan's eyes, a skeleton soldier dressed in the attire of the Immortal Heroic World hurriedly entered.
“Milord.”
The skeleton greeted Mo Xuan and quickly walked to his side, whispering a lot of things in his ear.
What exactly was being said, Tang Haofei couldn’t understand—the soldier was using the language of the Immortal Heroic World.
However, Tang Haofei was still capable of reading expressions!
He saw Mo Xuan's face change drastically in an instant, and he stood up abruptly.
“Are you serious?”
As if unable to believe the news he had just heard, Mo Xuan couldn't help but ask the soldier once again.
“The identity token has been verified; the identity is likely to be true.”
In the next second, Mo Xuan didn’t even have time to greet Tang Haofei, and his entire body turned into a shadow, darting out of the room like lightning, leaving Tang Haofei sitting in his chair, holding the document in confusion.
On the side, the skeleton soldier cleaned up for Mo Xuan.
“Please wait a moment; a big shot has arrived outside…”
…
Raising an unknown drink in front of him, Wen Yu elegantly took a sip.
But deep down, Wen Yu was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
Quietly glancing around, the small room was now filled with nearly ten natives of the Immortal Heroic World, each with different appearances.
Unlike typical skeletons, these beings had a bit of flesh—much stronger in power, and Wen Yu even spotted three limit breakers among them!
This treatment was not something to be taken lightly for the resource-strapped Lingyun City.
A reminder from the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine echoed in his mind.
“Lift your head, straighten your chest, and look openly! Don’t act sneakily like a thief!”
Hearing the words of the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine, Wen Yu felt an unexplainable surge of courage and promptly straightened his posture, leaning slightly forward.
With a “whoosh,” accompanied by Wen Yu’s simple little action, all the natives of the Immortal Heroic World around seemed startled and retreated three steps in unison…
Was this respect? Or fear?
Wen Yu couldn't tell, but at least he understood that the identity the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine arranged for him seemed to be quite significant!
…
The story began when Wen Yu leisurely wandered to the Lord's Mansion and presented his token to the City Guard guarding the entrance.
Then, a large group of people referred to as “worshippers of the Lord's Mansion” respectfully escorted him to a nearby guest hall, providing high-standard hospitality that was hard to categorize as either detention or service…
Looking at the peculiar natives of the Immortal Heroic World surrounding him, bending deeply and cautiously serving him, Wen Yu hurriedly communicated with the Heaven-Piercing Demon Vine.
“I’ve entered the Lord's Mansion, what should I do next? Also, how should I behave and what should I say later?”