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Chi Wangyue was deeply moved by the actions of a certain leader, but little did she know that Hu Li had already quietly logged off.

Hu Li avoided the pitfalls with remarkable accuracy, as if she were a prophet.

...

Chi Wangyue had a basic plan for the upcoming trip. But he wasn't in a hurry. He sat down and scribbled on a piece of paper. After a while, he straightened up and yawned.

Chi Wangyue relaxes in a planned way, rather than doing reckless things on her own.

However, plans are subject to change, and some things hastened his progress.

In the bamboo grove in front of the Bamboo Grove, bathed in the beautiful spring sunshine, something seemed amiss as he practiced his swordplay.

Normally, the rustling of leaves and the sight of autumn leaves being swept away by the wind are common occurrences. He really disliked cleaning, so he handed the task over to his good friend Xie Cuo. Although Xie Cuo always came in a huff, he was never seen to be late.

Time and again, their words far exceeded their former friendship. Compared to Wang Yue, Wang Yue was more troublesome and more human.

Chi Wangyue observed the external time seemingly casually, and then, in an instant, time stopped.

Even in that very second, the enemy had already laid an ambush, seemingly not intentionally, but deliberately.

Strategically, leveraging one's advantageous position is itself one of one's strengths.

This tactic was something that someone had hinted to him a day in advance, telling him to prepare some defensive weapons. He only just realized it. Also, compared to unreliable and expensive defensive toys, he preferred to use people, such as Number One, who had once abandoned the darkness and turned to the light.

Number One, with a cold face, used the hidden blade in his hand to hang around the neck of the black cloak. The cloak concealed his expression, and no one could see the look in his eyes beneath his clothes.

But undeniably, the other person smiled. Chi Wangyue suspected that the other person had been caught and was acting like a madman on the spot.

Once this option is ruled out, the other party may have already achieved a certain goal, which he naturally does not want to see. At the same time, the system is activated, scanning people indifferently and without emotion. Hu Li silently looks at the data results in his hand.

"He is..."

In the bamboo forest, not far behind Chi Wangyue, a faint sound suddenly came from a certain place. Within a few dozen seconds of observation, Number One thought of something, so he took it upon himself to throw away the person he was holding and grab Chi Wangyue, moving several dozen meters away from this place.

Then, he saw a burst of red explode before his eyes like fireworks, and Chi Wangyue, like a helpless spectator, passively acted as a puppet among these actors.

He was undoubtedly annoyed, but more than that, he was calm.

In contrast, No. 1 could not discern any emotion from his expression.

"Number One, who do you think he could be?" Chi Wangyue looked at the spot where they had been standing a few minutes ago. "I have no idea, am I that popular?"

Returning to that moment, Hu Li didn't say a word, or rather, it was an illusion he imagined. Under the conditions of having the same illusion, he was influenced by his friends inside, and briefly formed a separate place to prevent interference.

The location was himself. He saw many things, including the construction plan of the Bamboo Pavilion. Something seemed off. Combining this with his friend's bad temper, he naturally came to a conclusion.

"Then, break it for me." Chi Wangyue arrogantly stared at a certain spot in front of her, like a sword gliding across, tearing apart the screen of space, and they walked out of the shattered space.

The man in the black robe sat elegantly before a table in front of him, on which were placed items such as daggers.

"You're awake? That was quick."

"Thanks."

"..."

Chi Wangyue leaned against his table, concealing what she considered unreliable defensive weapons on her person. "Tell me, why have you come?"

"It was just a coincidence."

Chi Wangyue retorted, "Everything has its limits, and you seem to have gone too far."

During the negotiation phase, no one laid a hand on them. Peace is paramount, a principle everyone knows.

However, Chi Wangyue still spoke hesitantly, "Who exactly are you? You're disturbing people's peace and quiet, you know?"

"Well then, let me ask one of your friends first: guess who I am?"

Number One said coldly, "Vice Pavilion Master, how have you been?"

"Number One, still so serious. And you, the one in front of me, seem to have misunderstood something. I'm not here to take your life, just to visit you, like taking a walk after a big meal. Besides, I didn't hurt you. This is an illusion, you're trapped here, it's a perfect redemption."

"Get lost," Chi Wangyue rejected without hesitation.

"Tell me, what's your eldest son's name?" Chi Wangyue asked calmly. Since it was rare for such an ordinary guest to come, she had to get some information out of him as a reward.

"Oh, him? You want to know? Then you'll have to—take one of my moves first." He suddenly put away what was in front of him and attacked him. His movements were quick and accurate, ruthless and calm. Chi Wangyue was wearing defensive equipment and was prepared in advance. In addition, he had also been hiding his own strength. The two of them were evenly matched in an instant.

Rather than fighting against those of high rank, he preferred to kill the nameless black-label individuals whose origins were unknown.

They weren't refusing to fight back; they were just seizing the opportunity. The best way to attack is when the enemy's defenses are at their weakest.

Chi Wangyue looked at him seriously, "Isn't that a bit unfair?"

"Brother, would you like to give it a try?" Wen Qian, the deputy head of Li Ren Pavilion, asked politely.

"No way." You go ahead and try it.

Number One suddenly attacked from behind, and the Vice Pavilion Master was distracted by dealing with two troublesome kids, so he didn't feel too much pressure.

"I've come to give you some advice—goodbye, you're on your own." He changed the subject, leaving the words behind, and then left.

After he left, Chi Wangyue tidied up as she pleased.

"This guy is quite interesting, but his interests are a bit twisted." He muttered to Number One, adding a hint of retaliatory embellishment. "I don't know, maybe he's eaten too much culinary abomination and thinks he's funny, or maybe he just can't finish his food and is just wandering around like a dog."

Number One "..."

"Tell me, what does he want from here? And who are you?"

Chi Wangyue grabbed his hand. "Kid, you'd better surrender obediently. Number One, come on, this person is yours."

Number One emerged from the shadows, remembering Chi Wangyue's advice, and cautiously began, "One, two, three, four, five." Chi Wangyue watched him intently as he "went up the mountain to fight the tiger." After confirming, Number One moved even faster. The little devil was very gentle in his hands, or perhaps he had already fainted.

Chi Wangyue gently tapped the other person's head, found a silver needle, and removed it with a special technique. It looked very painful, but the person was completely unaware, as if they had no nerves.

Chi Wangyue found it strange, but not surprising.

He waved his hand, "You take him downstairs first. As for me, I still have some things to take care of."

Order No. 1

Chi Wangyue turned her back and stared in a certain direction, as if she were plotting something.

"Hu Li, tell me, should I push the plot forward? Right now, there are some things that need to be resolved."

The yarn is all tangled; it needs tidying up.

Chi Wangyue opened her senior brother's door and found him in the next room.

He poked out a fluffy head, then suddenly hid, waiting for someone to come and scare him. In the end, Yan patted him on the back, startling himself first. Cleverness always backfires, Chi Wangyue comforted his young heart.

"Senior brother, how have you been lately?"

"Senior brother, have you been busy lately? I have a favor to ask, could you please lend me your help?"

"Senior Brother Yan Tianhua, look into my eyes."

"good."

Yan Tianhua successfully shut him up with a single word.

They sat down in a room. "Please speak," they said.

With a mix of curiosity, anticipation, and nonchalance, Chi Wangyue asked, "Can I go down the mountain for some training? Senior brother, can you take me with you?"

She used her last bit of pitifulness to act cute.

Yan Tianhua subconsciously replied, "Okay, but don't go too far."

Chi Wangyue replied quickly, "Okay."

After achieving his goal, Chi Wangyue took his leave.

He also left behind the words, "I'll wait for you."

Yan Tianhua watched as Chi, whose mood had suddenly brightened, skipped away, knowing she had achieved what he wanted. "Such a childlike nature, but also quite amusing."

Gu Shuoxing originally planned to find another excuse to go down the mountain for a few more years. Due to their long-term cooperation, Xing Juan knew his character and how fair the negotiations were in Gu Shuoxing's eyes.

However, unexpectedly, this time there was an added condition: "Help me deliver a letter."

Gu Shuoxing patted his chest and said, "I will definitely lead the way."

Xing Juan said, "...Silly child."

Gu Lao Er never expected his own appearance to be so adorable; he was like the wind, easily blown away.

But eventually, you will reach the place your heart desires.

Bai Hanxin was never worried about herself; on the contrary, she had higher expectations. Bai Tian was unfamiliar with her, so he had no reason to control her and could only be tricked. In a way, he dealt with her quite quickly.

...

Chi Wangyue walked along the road, with Yan Tianhua following behind him. They had informed Xing Juan beforehand, and Xing Juan did not refuse. Instead, he earnestly said, "Be careful."

After Chi Wangyue picked up the conversation, they started talking again, but to avoid Chi's nagging nature, they left early.

Xing Juan remained calm, as if she had seen through the ways of the world, hoping that "he should no longer exist. However, it's not too much to change the fate of one person or a group of people to the greatest extent possible."

The bonfire of hope is passed down from generation to generation.

...

Bai Hanxin picked up his alchemy furnace and briefly explained and paved the way for this move. Bai had been using it for quite some time.

She was the last person to descend the mountain. Being unfamiliar with the area, she got lost five times, wandered in circles three times, and only gained permission after making deals with some locals.

However, while Bai Hanxin holds a high position, for a certain individual, the purpose is too vague and unrealistic, and the film was taken down along with the original.

"Damn it, when will this end?" Bai Hanxin retorted with a look of exasperation.

"Perhaps everything happens unexpectedly, leaving behind a path that leads to the next hundred sentences."