He picked up the napkin and slowly wiped his slender, white fingers, his movements a delight to the eye. "This is for the nightclub. Congratulations to him... on successfully hosting this event."
His gaze once again turned to the dazzling sea of lights outside the window. Deep in his dark golden pupils, the direction of the Ye family's old house was reflected, like a poisonous snake locking onto its prey.
"The game has begun." He whispered silently, the cold arc at the corner of his mouth like a poisoned scimitar.
In the Ye family villa, there was a gentle knock on the study door.
Chao Youye pushed the door open and walked in.
He was still wearing a simple black shirt and trousers, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and he exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away. The gauze wrapped around his arm was particularly eye-catching under the light.
His gaze passed over Mu Xinrong and Ye Qingliu in the room and fell on the huge bookcase behind the desk.
To be more precise, it fell on the "Observer's Diary" that was quietly floating in the middle of the bookshelf, with a dark golden world tree symbol engraved on the cover.
In his bottomless black eyes, there was no ripple, only an eternal silence. It was as if the tome containing countless secrets of world lines was no different from a pebble on the roadside in his eyes.
"You're looking for me." Chao Youye's voice was low and straight, without any questioning tone, just stating a fact.
His gaze finally shifted from the bookcase to Ye Qingliu.
Ye Qingliu stood up, and his gray-blue eyes calmly met the pair of abyssal eyes that seemed to be able to freeze the soul.
Without any greetings or prelude, he got straight to the point, his voice clearly echoing in the study:
"In three days, the 'Eye of the Stars' auction dinner will be held. The Ye family will host it. I need you and Xinrong to be there in the most intimate way possible. In front of all the media cameras, under the gaze of all the celebrities."
Chao Youye's brows knitted slightly, and the cold air seemed to grow even stronger.
He hated noise, hated crowds, and even more hated exposing Mu Xinrong to potentially dangerous gazes.
"Reason." He spat out two words in a cold and hard voice.
"Lure the snake out of its hole." Ye Qingliu did not evade and spoke steadily.
"Qi Shang, that mad dog unleashed by the Council of Covetants, can't stand the scent of 'human' on you, especially Xin Rong's. He considers it blasphemy. He'll see, he'll be enraged, and he won't be able to resist taking action. We need him to be exposed."
"Risk." Chao Youye's gaze swept across Mu Xinrong beside him, and an imperceptible fluctuation flashed across the depths of his eyes extremely quickly, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
"The risk is controllable." Ye Qingliu said firmly, "The Ye family will lay a tight net. Duan Shuce will control all electronic equipment. Ning Xiwan will mobilize the most elite security forces. Bai Zhiye and Hua Jinyue will provide external support. And you..."
Ye Qingliu's gray-blue eyes locked onto Chao Youye, and he spoke word by word.
"You are the divine rule itself. It is your duty to eliminate the 'virus' (Qi Shang) that disrupts the stability of the world line and the only variable."
This sentence is like a key, precisely inserting into Chao Youye's core logic of "entropy".
Maintaining balance and eliminating all sources of interference is the law engraved on the foundation of his existence.
Chao Youye fell silent. In her cold black eyes, a stream of light like data flowed and calculated silently.
The study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Only the dark golden symbol on the "Observer's Diary" deep in the bookcase flickered with a faint light like breathing.
Mu Xinrong looked at Chao Youye nervously.
He knew that this was not just a logical consideration, but also a huge test of the fragile variable that had just sprouted and was called "love".
Will Chao Youye choose to go against her instincts and step into the noisy trap in order to protect him (the anchor)?
A few seconds of silence seemed as long as a century.
Finally, he nodded slowly and very lightly towards Youye.
"Okay." His voice was still cold and flat, as if he was just stating a decision that had nothing to do with him.
But his gaze lingered on Mu Xinrong for a fleeting moment. Deep within his gaze, beneath the eternally silent ice, something extremely weak seemed to struggle with great difficulty.
"Also," Ye Qingliu's voice sounded again, with a strange penetrating power, "Xinrong asked me to bring you a message."
Chao Youye's gaze refocused on Ye Qingliu with a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.
Ye Qingliu looked at him, and the depths of his gray-blue eyes seemed to reflect the scene of billions of galaxies shattering and reorganizing.
He clearly repeated, word for word, the soul-searching question Mu Xinrong had posed to him on that rainy night in the courtyard, filled with the exhaustion of endless reincarnation and the final hope:
"This time...will you take action?"
These words, like the heaviest bell hammer, struck Chao Youye's mental defense built by cold rules!
The study fell into complete silence, as if the air had solidified into substance.
Chao Youye's body seemed to stiffen ever so slightly. For the first time, his bottomless black eyes showed a clear, violent turbulence like a cosmic storm!
Countless shattered images, cold commands, the roar of destruction, and... a hand reaching out to him in the rainy night, filled with warmth and despair... surged and crashed wildly in the depths of his consciousness!
The observer's memory fragments vibrated and resonated synchronously in Ye Qingliu's sea of consciousness!
He saw that in countless world lines, when Mu Xinrong was on the verge of death, such a violent and incomprehensible storm had appeared in the depths of Chao Youye's cold eyes!
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