Back in the lounge, He Mingxiao finally couldn't maintain his professional smile anymore. His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he leaned back on the sofa with a sullen expression.
Jiang's assistant noticed that he was in a bad mood, so he subconsciously slowed his pace and quickly poured him a cup of tea.
"Beep beep," two text message notifications came through his phone. He glanced at them quickly, his eyes lighting up immediately, and he hurriedly handed the phone to He Mingxiao.
"President He, I have good news. Our staff has found information about Yu Lin's biological mother—please take a look."
He Mingxiao quickly skimmed through the text message, his gloomy expression slowly returning to calm. Then, as if remembering something, a pleased smile appeared on his lips.
“This matter is a huge problem for the Qin family. Let it out, but don’t make it too obvious. Just sell it to those families that have taken action against the Qin family.”
"Yes, Mr. He." Assistant Jiang received the order and quickly withdrew.
Meanwhile, Nan Xian was earnestly trying to persuade Diao Yu.
“I know you hate He Mingxiao because of what happened in our past life, and I won’t try to speak well of him. But now you’re Yu Lin, so you have to play the part well. If you’re exposed, it will be very disadvantageous for both of us, especially with those little tricks you just used. Don’t use them again!”
Diao Yu huddled on the sofa, obediently listening to the scolding. When she heard the last sentence, her eyes darted around, and she tried to argue, "What? I didn't use any tricks! He Mingxiao just wasn't watching where he was going. If he really fell, it's not my fault..."
Nan Xian glared at him and raised her hand as if to teach him a lesson, and he immediately became obedient.
"Okay, okay, I promise I won't do anything naughty again, alright..."
Nan Xian withdrew her hand, her expression turning serious. "Now we must figure out why I'm trapped in this cycle, who's behind it all, and what their purpose is."
Diao Yu sat up straight, took out a piece of black cloth from his pocket, and placed it on the coffee table in front of her.
“I just checked the small house in the backyard of the village chief’s house. The puppeteer was very cautious. The scent left on the corpse had been wiped away, so I couldn’t track him down. But I found this on the ground next to it.”
Nan Xian reached out and picked it up. The fabric looked ordinary, seemingly no different from the most common cotton cloth. She was puzzled: "This is...?"
Diao Yu snapped her fingers, and the piece of cloth suddenly burst into flames, with a few strange, eerie blue streaks flashing in the orange-red firelight.
Nan Xian subconsciously let go of her hand, but the fabric did not fall; instead, it remained suspended steadily in mid-air.
This scene, which defied the principle of center of gravity, made Nan Xian's eyes widen slightly as she observed it carefully.
The flames quickly enveloped the entire fabric, gradually forming a nearly spherical fireball. Then, with a "whoosh," the fireball instantly extinguished, and a black feather slowly drifted down into Nan Xian's palm.
She exclaimed in surprise, "How did you do that?"
Diao Yu couldn't hide her pride: "That fire just now was one of your magic weapons—the Nine Heavens Fox Fire, which can burn away all falsehood and pretense in the world. You gave it to me as the first gift after you cultivated into a human, and now I have not disappointed you and have completely subdued it!"
"And this fabric is just a trick used by the puppeteer; it is actually a raven feather."
A thought flashed through Nan Xian's mind, "Raven Feather? Could the puppeteer be—a raven?"
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