Chapter 179 The Heavenly Snow Lotus Aims for Immortality (9)

So, as you can imagine, a few days later, no news was found, and she seemed to have appeared in Hong Kong without a trace.

But if she remained silent, Que and Yu wouldn't recognize her. It was obvious that they knew each other, and Que Hanri felt that she had overlooked something.

"I heard that my brother has changed his bodyguards?" He hadn't thought anything of it before, but now he found it strange. "Go and find out why he changed bodyguards?" And why are they international mercenaries and retired soldiers? Is there some hidden reason behind this?

It can only be said that people from large families are not stupid; they just lack a starting point. Thinking about his third uncle's recent investigation into the plane crash case, a hint of impatience appeared in Que Hanri's eyes.

To be honest, he was truly wronged in this matter. He had considered killing Que and Yu, but before he could even make a move, someone secretly took action behind his back. And when they did, they made two preparations: first, they used a feint to frame his third uncle, and then they framed him instead.

In the end, it turned out that he was the one who did it.

Thinking of this, Que Hanri gritted his teeth, "Don't make me drag you out, otherwise..."

At Yuxuan Courtyard, Zhang Xuelian sat there listening to Que and Yu's third uncle hand over the results of their investigation. After the man left, she said, "You don't really think it was your brother who did it, do you?"

Que Heyu glanced at the culprit listed in the documents and said indifferently, "Whether he is or not is not important. What's important is that he failed this time, which means he's incompetent." Last time, he tore several projects away from him, and this time, he's going to take those projects back.

Looking at their ideas and methods, Zhang Xuelian realized they didn't seem like a wealthy family anymore, but rather like an imperial family, raising poisonous insects until the very end to see who was the most powerful.

Que Hanri is really going to be in big trouble this time.

So, not two days later, Zhang Xuelian heard that one-third of his power had been given to Que Heyu, and that not only had the things he had stolen a few days ago been taken back, but he had also lost a lot of his own power.

"Grandpa still favors my eldest brother. Isn't it just because he's the eldest son? But I'm also a legitimate son."

“My eldest uncle is the eldest son, so he values ​​him; my third uncle is the youngest son, so he favors him; only my father is stuck in the middle, neither here nor there,” Que Hanri protested.

The atmosphere in Chenxuan Courtyard was stagnant.

This made Zhang Xuelian like the person in front of her even more, but no matter how much she liked him, it was useless if she couldn't get emotional points from him.

Knowing that she couldn't kill him, Que and Yu only occasionally showed a hint of horror and disgust; otherwise, they were quite calm.

This is not what she wanted.

"You're treating me like I don't exist," she said, looking at the person working. Although things had been peaceful lately, this peace felt like a thorn in Zhang Xuelian's side.

She wondered, wasn't this body she had created beautiful? Why could he remain unmoved? Everyone who had seen her had been amazed.

But he alone was like a stubborn rock, obstinate and unyielding.

He's just an ordinary person. It's his good fortune that she's interested in him. Why should he refuse?

These words caused the atmosphere, which had just begun to calm down, to freeze again. Que and Yu Yuan had thought they could get along peacefully with this ghost, but now they realized that they had been too optimistic.

Ghosts and monsters are unpredictable; how easy is it to control them and make them work for you?

Thinking of this, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

So a campaign to eliminate Zhang Xuelian, spearheaded by him, began. The inspectors had no idea that there was really a ghost hiding in the Que family mansion. When they heard what the young master Que's men were talking about, they thought he had gone mad. "She doesn't kill anyone now, but what if she angers us? Nobody knows what her strength is or how many trump cards she has. It's not a wise move to confront her rashly."

No matter how much money you bribe them, it won't help. They're just mortals, human beings; how could they possibly fight against ghosts and monsters?

Que Shiyi: "Your superior has already agreed, and the order should be coming down soon. You just need to cooperate with our actions." Because they were afraid of being monitored by that evil spirit, these orders were secretly transmitted by Que and Yu using Morse code, and then he contacted people through them.

One thing is true: the monster he brought out of the snow mountain was an old relic, completely clueless about how to use cell phones and electric lights.

However, Zhang Xuelian didn't need to know how to use it; it was something that could be solved with just a few hundred emotion points, so why would she go to all that trouble? In recent days, Que Heyu had changed his usual attitude and treated her extremely well.

"You said you would help me as long as I'm with you, is that true?"

Hearing his question, Zhang Xuelian nodded. "Of course it's true. What, you agreed?" At this thought, her eyes lit up. If one didn't think carefully about the true face beneath her skin, this appearance was indeed very attractive. Unfortunately, Que Heyu's eyes darkened. Why did it have to be a ghost?

Things beyond our control should disappear. He deliberately feigned distrust, saying, "But how do I know if you're telling the truth or not?"

"What if you get me and then stop liking me? You're a monster, all-powerful, while I'm just an ordinary person. What should I do if you really get tired of me?"

Zhang Xuelian said with absolute certainty, "No, you are special, not comparable to those ants." Perhaps she also sensed something was amiss, but she didn't care. What threat could a mortal without spiritual power pose to her?

Upon hearing this, Que Heyu did not press his advantage, but instead wondered, "Special?" What exactly made him special? Why was this female demon so fixated on him? He had initially thought she only wanted to extract everyone's fear points, but now he dismissed that idea.

She seemed only interested in extracting his emotional energy, whether it be fear, joy, or happiness. If that's the case, then it's probably understandable why she clung to him and why she said he was special.

So now, Que and Yu are trying their best to disguise themselves, not showing any disgust, but rather a sense of anticipation. Isn't anticipating killing her also a form of anticipation? This feeling of walking on a tightrope, where one wrong step could lead to a bottomless abyss, is only captivating, far more thrilling than his business spree.

Zhang Xuelian was overjoyed to gain emotional points. Words can lie, but the heart doesn't. Perhaps he really had given up opposing her and wanted to be with her? Because of this, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. She still wanted to become an immortal, but she didn't know how long it would take. Of course, she would try to make her life as happy and carefree as possible along the way.

However, she didn't expect that it was all a disguise by Que and Yu. When she arrived at their date location full of excitement, she was met with a bomb that blew her up.

Que Heyu didn't show any joy upon seeing this; instead, she stared blankly at everything. "Xuelian, are you still there? I knew this explosive wouldn't kill you. I'm sorry, this explosive was supposed to be aimed at me, but I didn't expect you to block it."

Zhang Xuelian stared at him suspiciously after seeing this, and then spent another 10,000 emotion points to condense a puppet body. "Is this true? If I find out that you are plotting against me with others, even if it is you, I will not let you off easily."

Que Heyu walked over and took her hand directly. "Although I haven't fallen for you yet, I will try my best."

"I will definitely find out who the mastermind is and avenge you."

Zhang Xuelian: "Okay." The naive and inexperienced Tianshan Xuelian easily believed him.

Not long after they left, someone came to clean up the mess. At the same time, a video was uploaded to the higher-ups. Whether she was blown up or appeared out of thin air, the scene was shocking and somewhat panicked.

Normally, onlookers would only think it was a deity, but those who knew the inside story knew that it was not a deity, but a ghost.

The video of the faceless paper man is still in their encrypted archives.

"She's too dangerous. I don't think we should make an enemy of her. At least she's not hostile towards us yet, is she?"

"But if what Que and Yu said is true, her strength is improving step by step. Can you guarantee that she will never have any ill intentions towards us? If we can't eliminate her when she is weak, we will be the ones who are at her mercy in the future."

Hong Kong hasn't encountered such a problem in a long time.

"How about we send her to the mainland? Without the eldest young master of the Que family there, she can't regain her strength. Or we could kill the eldest young master of the Que family and that would be the end of it." However, this suggestion was immediately refuted. "No way! The Que family controls a vital economic lifeline in Hong Kong. It's one thing for them to fight amongst themselves, but if our people take care of him, can you and I bear the Que family's revenge and wrath?" It's too easy for one person to die here; things haven't reached that final step yet.

"Let's deplete her energy first. If we can't kill her, we'll find a way to drive her out of Hong Kong." It's more worthwhile to leave this trouble to the group on the mainland.