Chapter 51 You Can Only Be Mine

Xie Xun's gaze turned cold.

Seeing that the black mist was about to touch the back of Wen Xubai's neck, he immediately made a quick step towards Wen Xubai.

"Teacher Wen,"

Xie Xun's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly cut into the lively atmosphere. At the same time, he stepped forward and blocked Lu Haowen's resentful gaze towards Wen Xubai. "Uncle De asked me to ask how much rice wine we need to prepare tonight?"

This sudden question startled Wen Xubai slightly, and he subconsciously moved closer to Xie Xun, naturally escaping the corrosive influence of the resentment.

Xie Xun swiftly formed a Demon-Slaying Technique with his hand behind his back, his fingertips flashing with golden light as he slashed at the wisp of black energy.

With a hissing sound, like a red-hot iron being plunged into water, a whistling sound rang out.

The resentment that was aimed at Wen Xubai was abruptly cut off, and it suddenly retreated into the Buddha statue around Lu Haowen's neck.

Lu Haowen felt a jolt run through his body, as if waking from a deep dream. The stubborn gloom in his eyes receded like the tide, leaving only a hint of confusion and weariness. He looked at everything before him and subconsciously reached out to touch the necklace that had suddenly become warm.

My heart was pounding, a feeling of unease I couldn't quite explain.

Suddenly, a deep, familiar voice echoed in Lu Haowen's mind.

"Xie Xun is ruining your plans... He's bringing a vengeful ghost to destroy your career. Wen Xubai was willing to dedicate himself to you, but he's the one who's interfering..."

"A sacrifice is needed... otherwise all our efforts will be in vain..."

"Tomorrow at 5 PM, take him to the back mountain..."

The deity in the Buddha statue spoke again, and the voice was like a thousand venomous snakes biting his hands and feet at the same time, making Lu Haowen's heart pound painfully. He unconsciously clenched his fists, his fingers aching from the force.

Xie Xun...yes...

Ever since Xie Xun appeared, everything has been spiraling out of control.

Wen Xubai no longer suffers from insomnia or nightmares, and even his pale cheeks have a faint blush.

But what about him?

Those endorsements that were finally negotiated fell through one after another. These past few days, I've been tormented by all sorts of bizarre dreams, and even the Buddha statue around my neck occasionally emits a bone-chilling cold.

Now, Wen Xubai looked at Xie Xun with the kind of trust he had longed for but could not obtain.

Why? Why? Why?!

Lu Haowen stared intently at Wen Xubai, who was walking ahead, and the way he was completely protected by Xie Xun made his nails dig deep into his palms.

Wen Xubai...you can't abandon me! You absolutely can't!

He recalled how he had acted like a dog begging for mercy, waiting outside Wen Xubai's film set time and time again, offering carefully prepared gifts, only to always receive a gentle but distant "Thank you, Haowen" in return.

He confessed his feelings three times and was rejected three times. Wen Xubai's gaze towards him was always that of a senior mentoring a junior, so pure that it filled him with despair.

Until he heard about a very efficacious monk in Thailand, he disregarded the consequences and used half his life savings to bring back this Buddha statue from that temple.

From that day on, miracles began to happen.

Wen Xubai actually contacted him first and even accepted his advances. From then on, his career soared, and he was finally able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Wen Xubai.

At first, seeing the occasional weariness that Wen Xubai showed, he did feel a momentary panic and guilt. But soon, that slight unease was overwhelmed by immense joy and his ever-expanding ambition.

When they attended events together, he no longer received questions or disdain about who he was, but rather praise.

Resources that were once out of reach are now coming to him, and directors who used to ignore him are now very polite.

He enjoyed the fact that when he stood next to Wen Xubai, the people around him no longer looked down on him, but instead gave him envious and wary glances.

From that time on, he unconsciously started making excuses for himself.

I'm just borrowing a little bit of luck. Brother Wen has a solid foundation, so he'll be fine.

Once I've established myself, I'll be able to protect him better, and then I can return the good fortune to him.

Look how well-matched we are now! We can stand together openly and honestly! This is how we should be!

Therefore, you can only belong to me.

When his first top-tier endorsement fell into his hands due to a competitor's unexpected car accident, even the last shred of hesitation in his heart wavered.

The benefits brought by that Buddha were so immediate, and Wen Xubai... he just looked a little tired, didn't he?

Why is it that Wen Xubai was born with everything?

Why should he have to struggle at the bottom?

This idea is like a poison ivy; once it takes root, it spreads wildly.

He went from being terrified to feeling at ease, and even began to feel indignant, thinking that Wen Xubai's sacrifices were a matter of course and that all of this was the compensation he deserved.

The sense of guilt was worn away by the easy successes, replaced by a distorted possessiveness and a sense of entitlement to take.

All of this was achieved at a great cost!

He has given so much; Wen Xubai's good fortune is rightfully his!

But now that Wen Xubai looks better and is cold towards him, does that mean he's going to go back to that embarrassing situation he was in before? Is he going to become that pitiful wretch who looks up to Wen Xubai but can't have him again?

No, absolutely not.

Since Wen Xubai supported him and chose him in the first place, he cannot give up halfway.

Seeing him fall into depravity, seeing him corrupted by this evil Buddha, how could Wen Xubai bear not to help him?

How can we just stand by and watch it be destroyed?!

If anyone's to blame, blame Xie Xun.

It was this person's appearance that made Wen Xubai develop an inappropriate sense of luck.

A fanatical madness surged in Lu Haowen's eyes; he had to get rid of Xie Xun! At the very least, he had to obey the Evil Buddha's orders!

...

As dusk deepened, a bonfire had already been lit in the center of the village square.

Today, the production team and Wen Xubai discussed it and decided to hold a long table banquet with the village chief.

Each household brought their own specialty dishes, and the long wooden table was filled with dishes such as chopped chili fish head, Mao-style braised pork, farmhouse stir-fried pork, preserved egg and chili eggplant, steamed spare ribs with fermented black beans and chili, braised duck, hand-torn cabbage, dry pot cauliflower, braised rice tofu, sour soup fish, and stir-fried fern with cured pork.

Uncle De, wearing an apron, brought out the last dish of lotus root and pork rib soup from inside the house and placed it on the table. The camera immediately zoomed in on him.

Wow! This is so lavish?! It looks incredibly delicious, like a classic feast from a traditional banquet!

Our King Qin is in for a treat this time!

Did Uncle De cook all of this? That's amazing!

[A long table banquet! I haven't had this kind of continuous feast in ages, I miss it so much!]

[This looks so delicious it's making my mouth water! Uncle De's cooking skills are truly amazing! It looks beautiful and tastes delicious!!]

After everyone was seated, Wen Xubai, as the manager of the guesthouse, raised his glass first, looked at everyone gently, and finally his gaze fell on Qin Yuzhou.

"Let's welcome Yuzhou. Thank you for the hospitality of the village! And thank you to Uncle De and his sister tonight, and to every friend who prepared this delicious meal for us! Thank you!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After finishing his drink, Qin Yuzhou readily stood up, his smile hearty, his gaze sweeping across the room, his tone remarkably sincere.

"Thank you so much everyone! Such a sumptuous feast and such a warm welcome, I am truly flattered! Thank you!"

After saying that, he finished his glass of wine first, then poured himself a new one, and then looked at Wen Xubai and the others, "Tomorrow, I will definitely learn from everyone and strive to integrate into our big family as soon as possible."

"We're family, there's no need for formalities. You're too kind."

As the store manager, Wen Xubai took over the conversation at the right time, a gentle smile on his lips. He also raised his glass to Qin Yuzhou and everyone present, saying, "Since you're here, this is your home in the mountains. Relax."