After several days of investigation, Zhou Mu discovered that the suddenly emerging force, Phantom Pavilion, was not simple, especially since it had recently taken on several assassination missions, all of which were tough nuts to crack.
Not only was there no flaw, but the matter was also handled cleanly and efficiently. If the soul lamp hadn't gone out, probably no one would have known that the person had already perished.
It is said that everyone on the kill list, regardless of their cultivation level, will disappear before the deadline, even in heavily guarded holy sites, they will mysteriously vanish.
When they are found, in good circumstances, it will be a pile of bones; in bad circumstances, apart from the seal that can prove their identity, everything else will have vanished into nothingness.
Even Zhou Mu was speechless when he saw such methods.
"What should we do?"
For the first time, Zhou Mu realized how difficult the situation was.
Even when Chen Tai'a made things difficult for him before, he had never felt this way.
It was as if things were a tangled mess, and he couldn't sort them out no matter what he did, so it got more and more chaotic and worse, until finally it pressed down on him like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Don't think too much. We've survived so many ups and downs over the years, why would we be afraid of such a small thing?"
A weathered voice sounded from behind Zhou Mu. He glanced to the side and saw a slightly hunched figure slowly walking out of the darkness. The figure seemed to be struggling, pausing after each step to catch its breath before continuing forward.
The old man was very old. The skin on his face, and the skin not covered by his clothes, was as rough as old tree bark, without a trace of muscle, as if it were just a layer of skin covering him.
Zhou Mu's eyes narrowed, and he quickly went over to help the old man walk slowly, saying, "Sir, in your opinion, do you really think that the Phantom Pavilion is backed by the Eastern Divine Continent?"
Wang Xu shook his head and said, "Do you think it matters whether the Eastern Divine Continent or not, now that things have come to this point? You are currently confused because you are involved, but you see things clearly as an outsider. What you need to do now is to curb the rampant growth of the Phantom Pavilion at all costs."
He was already out of breath by this point. After regaining his composure, he revealed his usual kind smile and continued, "With these recent mission failures, the reputation of the Black Ice Platform has plummeted. It won't be long before the Phantom Pavilion replaces the Black Ice Platform and becomes the most feared assassin organization in the Desolate Sky Domain. Is that what you want to see?"
After saying this, Wang Xu's face turned a little pale. He then sat down in the armchair to calm down. Seeing that Zhou Mu was still deep in thought, he didn't disturb him. He picked up the wine jug hanging at his waist and leisurely began to drink.
After a few sips of wine, Wang Xu's face looked better, and he appeared more energetic.
"So what do you think I should do?"
As before, with Wang Xu offering advice, Zhou Mu became too lazy to think and simply dumped all the problems on Wang Xu.
Instead of giving a result as usual, Wang Xu looked at Zhou Mu with a disappointed expression and said, "My lord, can't you use your brain for a second?"
Hearing the helpless tone, Zhou Mu chuckled, revealing a mischievous smile like a child. "With you here, why should I use my brain? Besides, I'm still young. We can talk about it later."
Seeing this, Wang Xu sighed deeply and said, "Now, we can only wait and see. We should remain unchanged in the face of all changes. If the Phantom Pavilion only wanted to replace the Black Ice Platform, then it has already achieved its goal."
At this point, he slowly stood up and, with Zhou Mu's help, stood by the window frame.
The windows were open, and even a slight gust of cold wind blowing in from the ninth floor felt bone-chilling, like sharp needles piercing the skin.
Wang Xu took a deep breath, and a blush suddenly appeared on his weathered face, which resembled the bark of an old tree. His usually deep eyes now held a gaze as fierce as a wild beast.
He grinned, and in a daze, one could vaguely see a trace of his youthful ambition and vigor.
"If his goal is not just to replace Black Ice Guard, then not only me, but those others will also not tolerate him."
"You mean, if the Phantom Pavilion's ambitions are too great, someone else will take care of it for us?" Zhou Mu replied almost instantly.
"I'm afraid some people are already unable to contain their excitement," Wang Xu murmured, gazing into a certain void, in the direction that happened to be the location of the Four Seas Pavilion.
Zhou Mu was completely confused, and just nodded blankly, pretending not to understand.
Night
It was pitch black, like a basin of ink smeared carelessly across the sky.
Strangely enough, it got dark exceptionally early today. Usually at this time, the sky would be ablaze with rosy dawn and fiery clouds, but today it was pitch black.
The night was so dark it was almost unsettling.
Suddenly, a strong wind arose, leaves rustled and fell, dust flew up from the ground, and the occasional howls of wild beasts added to the eerie atmosphere and made it even more terrifying.
In the darkness, it seemed as if a man-eating beast was roaming freely.
Guest room
Jiang Jinyu had already turned off the lights and gone to bed, but she couldn't fall asleep. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the old ceiling, and she seemed to be thinking about something when her brows suddenly furrowed.
When she saw Feng Qitong, a feeling of déjà vu lingered in her heart, refusing to leave. It was as if they were a couple with a history of grudges in a past life, but now they were strangers. She felt a sense of regret or resentment.
This feeling is strange and uncomfortable.
She let out a long sigh and murmured, "His name is Feng Qitong. Is he really the Feng Qitong I remember? Do we really know each other?"
A hint of confusion flickered in her clear eyes.
The deeper the confusion, the more it gradually filled my eyes.
As the last wave of drowsiness washed over me, I drifted off to sleep.
at the same time
At the end of the corridor, a full ten rooms away from Jiang Jinyu, candles were still burning, and under the light, a slightly haggard figure appeared on the window lintel.
As the candlelight flickered, the figure appeared and disappeared. He stood by the window, and the cold wind outside howled in. In the darkness, it seemed as if a man-eating monster was scurrying about.
At this moment, Feng Qitong's heart was far from calm.
Several times when he saw the person he longed for, he could only show indifference as if he were a stranger. It was as if his heart was being cut away piece by piece with a dull knife on a chopping board, tearing him apart.
Only when he is alone does he reveal his vulnerability, like a wounded wolf cub licking its wounds in solitude.
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