I sent the message, but received no reply.
Wen Nan raised his hand and knocked on the door, but no one answered in the room.
I stood at the door and listened for a while. The lights in the room were on, but there was no sound.
Where did you go?
[Master-Nine: Not here? Then I'll go find Qiqi.]
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In front of Zhuang Yichen's single-family villa is a neatly trimmed lawn with a fountain and flower beds.
Behind it is a garden with a swimming pool in the middle. Next to the pool, a sunroom was built on one side, where greenhouse flowers were planted. There was also a small house separated for Uncle Wang to rest.
On the other side, there was a row of low huts with exquisite shapes. At first glance, they looked like connected land temples. They were dog houses for the hunting dogs raised by Zhuang Yichen.
It was already late at night, and Uncle Wang returned early to his resting place in the greenhouse, drew the curtains, and never stepped out of the room again.
On the other side of the swimming pool, in the dog house closest to the outside, a golden retriever shook its soft and smooth hair, stood up, and the dog leash beside it made a crisp sound.
The golden retriever raised his front paw and waved it lightly, and the chain broke.
The golden retriever raised his head and front paws, walked out of the doghouse like a proud pony, and prepared to start patrolling.
However, just as he took a step, a golden lightsaber appeared just below the golden-haired man's neck.
The golden-haired creature stopped and sniffed the lightsaber under his neck, then followed the blade of the lightsaber all the way to the hand holding the sword.
When it was about to touch the opponent's fingertips, the opponent turned his wrist and a blade of light was sent out, cutting off a small tuft of hair on the golden-haired man's chest.
"Don't pretend."
A cold voice sounded, "The cats and dogs in the dungeon map cannot be reforged in the furnace. If they die, they are dead. If it weren't for the dog's body, this sword would not have cut off its hair, but its neck."
The golden retriever put away his cold nose and simply sat on the ground in front of the doghouse. He raised his head and squinted at the person in front of him, "How dare you, a noble man, pick on a dog?"
"You admit that you are a dog?" Yu Shujun snorted coldly, "You are insulting the dog."
The golden-haired creature narrowed its eyes dangerously and stared at Yu Shujun's face for a moment. Its gaze fell on the golden pattern on Yu Shujun's neck, and a very complicated emotion emerged in its eyes.
For a moment, it couldn't even control itself and gently raised its front paws, as if it wanted to touch the intricate circular pattern from a distance.
“Before, I only caught a glimpse of it from a distance in the palm of that man’s hand, and couldn’t see it clearly.
"Now that it's night and we're close, I can see it clearly. It's really beautiful, golden... inlaid with fragments of runes... It's really a unique control pattern in the world...
"If I had known that this fragment could be used in this way, I would have used all the resources of the guild to let the twelve amulets use this fragment—"
——Swoosh!
The other party was halfway through speaking when a golden light flashed and slashed towards the outstretched dog paw.
The golden retriever hurriedly shut up and dodged as quickly as possible, but the golden light fell and neatly cut off the four nails on its claws.
It seems that the opponent still showed mercy, otherwise, with the speed of Genpo Zhan and at such a close distance, a dog's body would not be able to dodge it.
The golden retriever stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his paws. He said, "This is a strategy-based dungeon. Unless you fail the main quest corresponding to the dungeon level, if you kill a player for any other reason, you will be at risk of having your account revoked. This is such a simple truth. Do you need me to remind you?"
Yu Shujun replied coldly: "Killing a dog, what risk can I take?"
The golden-haired man narrowed his eyes again, and looked at the people around him with a critical look, "Jun Wuming, you have changed."
Yu Shujun's eyes turned cold.
Then I heard the golden retriever continue to say: "You've become more talkative, and you can even make jokes now?"
In his memory, how could Jun Wuming, who was like a machine, ruthless and taciturn, become like this in just over half a month?
Thinking of this, the golden retriever's gaze unconsciously fell on the pattern on the other's neck again.
The Genpozhan in Yu Shujun's hand made a buzzing sound, as if it was about to fly out of his hand and end the life of the dog next to him.
But Yu Shujun finally restrained himself and asked in anger, "Where is that thing?"
The golden retriever grinned and laughed, "I shouldn't be the one asking you this. Why are you asking me this?"
Yu Shujun wanted to say something else, but he received a message from "Master - Self-righteous Idiot" in the system. The anger on his face subsided a lot in an instant, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
Just as he was about to reply to the message in his mind, he heard the golden-haired man's sharp, mocking voice: "What's up? Suddenly, you look like that? Did you receive a call from your master?"
Yu Shujun gave up the idea of replying to the message, clenched the Genpozhan in his hand, and stared at the dog next to him with hawk-like eyes.
The golden retriever was startled by the other party's gaze, thinking to himself, "What are you doing——"
Before he finished speaking, in the silent night, there was a rapid and sharp sound of "whoosh whoosh" breaking through the air, and the golden-haired man's body was wrapped in the afterimage of golden light.
In the blink of an eye, the afterimage disappeared, and the hound's originally thick golden hair was shaved clean, like a giant rat.
The "intricate threads" hidden in the night had nowhere to attach themselves to. The golden retriever turned back into a stupid big dog and began to circle in place, frantically chasing its own bald tail.
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After sending the message, Wen Nan still didn't get a reply. He shrugged, turned around helplessly, and prepared to knock on the door of Qiqi's room next door.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the corridor, smiling at him.
Wen Nan paused and turned to look, "Meimei?"
Meimei's eyes fell on the towel in Wen Nan's hand, and she pointed at it and asked, "Master Ye, do you need to go to the bathroom to wash up? I'll take you to the shared bathroom next to it."
Wen Nan glanced at Qiqi's door in front of him. Through the crack in the door, he vaguely heard the whirring sound of Sun Wukong swinging his golden cudgel from inside. He thought that Meimei's suggestion might be a good option.
Taking back his knocking hand, Wen Nan nodded, "Okay—"
Click.
The door to the next room suddenly opened.
Yu Shujun walked out quickly and grabbed Wen Nan's wrist.
The force was so great that it seemed as if if Wen Nan went to take a bath with the maid at that moment, the other party would crush Wen Nan's wrist bones.
"Well, that's not necessary, Meimei, thank you for your kindness, I can wash here." Wen Nan smiled apologetically at the maid in front of him.
Meimei tilted her head slightly and looked at Yu Shujun behind Wen Nan. She found it interesting and her smile deepened. She took a step back and raised her arms, "Okay, you two have fun washing."
After saying that, he bent down respectfully, bowed, then turned and went downstairs.
Watching Meimei's back disappear at the stairs, Wen Nan glanced at his wrist which was slightly red from being pinched, and then looked at Yu Shujun, "I'll go to your place. I can't run away, don't worry."
Yu Shujun finally came to his senses, quickly let go of Wen Nan's hand, turned around and pushed the bedroom door.
Wen Nan followed him inside, and after he closed the door, he asked, "What were you doing just now? Why did you take so long to reply?"
Yu Shujun had nothing to hide from Wen Nan, so he replied truthfully: "Check the safety of the area."
"Is there a problem?" Wen Nan's smile faded a little.
"Someone tried to sneak in here, but it wasn't me."
Wen Nan nodded and immediately understood who Yu Shujun was talking about. The person who tried to come near the villa was not the real person, so it could only be that Boss Mi. It seemed that he either used soul thread or controlled the character.
But since Yu Shujun was able to make it back, it seems that everything is fine.
Sure enough, Yu Shujun said in a flat tone: "The target has been cleared."
In fact, if Wen Nan didn't live here, Yu Shujun wouldn't have planned to take action so early. He would just follow the dog and see where it would patrol. Maybe he could find the location of the treasure chest and the amulet.
But Wen Nan was here, and Yu Shujun didn't dare to take any risks. Moreover, given Carl Mirak's character, with Yu Shujun around, he would probably not get close to the treasure chest and the amulet at all.
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Of course, there are some other reasons...forcing Yu Shujun to come back as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Yu Shujun looked at the person next to him from head to toe and saw that he was wearing a strange silk pajamas loosely on his upper body, revealing a small part of his chest with some water droplets on it.
Yu Shujun frowned slightly, a trace of worry appeared on his face, but he quickly suppressed it and pointed to the door of the room next to him, "The bathroom is over there, you can use it directly."
Wen Nan took two steps forward, paused, turned his head and looked at the other party, "Want to join us?" He still had two bottles of [Eve of All Changes] left, which was more than enough.
Yu Shujun was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, "Ye Gong likes dragons."
Wen Nan choked for a moment, then nodded at the other party, "Little servant, you have been cramming a lot of knowledge points recently. Do you know how to use allusions now?"
After that, Wen Nan put the towel on his shoulders and turned to the door, "I'll go by myself."
Yu Shujun leaned against the wall and asked him, "Why didn't you take a shower with your wife? Why did you run out halfway?"
Wen Nan turned back and looked at the other person halfway through, "Do you want me to take a shower with her?"
Yu Shujun said seriously: "I want you to complete the task as soon as possible."
"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is," Wen Nan waved his hand, turned back, walked towards the bathroom, and said, "I am playing hard to get."
The bathroom window of Yu Shujun's guest bedroom faces the backyard. Wen Nan leans out of the window and can take in the entire backyard garden, swimming pool, and dog house.
The garden was now shrouded in darkness, with no one around. Two dogs in the doghouse sensed Wen Nan's movements and suddenly raised their heads, tilted their heads, and wagged their tails at him.
Why is one of them hairless? So bald?
Wen Nan smiled, closed the window, turned on the shower, hummed a song, and continued to wash.
In the garden, in the sun room, in the repairman's rest area, at the moment Wen Nan leaned out, a hand quietly pulled open a gap in the tightly closed curtains, and through the gap, stared straight at Yu Shujun's guest bathroom, looking at the perfect male body outline reflected on the frosted glass of the window. The person sitting on the bed couldn't help licking the saliva from the corner of his lips.
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Soon after Wen Nan stepped into Yu Shujun's room, the exploration degree of Zhuang Yichen's key props was fixed at 86% and never moved again.
In order to make Zhuang Yichen take out his props on his own initiative, at least 90% of the exploration degree is required. It seems that the last 4% cannot be accomplished by relying solely on the other party to ferment.
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Meimei left the door of Yu Shujun's guest bedroom and trotted back to Aunt Zhang's nanny room.
Aunt Zhang was folding clothes. Meimei saw her and immediately rushed to the bedside, hugging Aunt Zhang's arm. "Aunt Zhang, I just saw that the new Master Ye was not in Miss Zhuang's room, but in the room of Xiaojun's secretary. Don't you think it's interesting?"
Aunt Zhang paused while folding clothes. Upon hearing this, the smile on her face froze. She turned around and asked, "Does Miss know about this?"
"I don't know," Meimei shook her head and added, "I don't know."
Aunt Zhang lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, and handed the folded clothes to Meimei, "This is the clothes that Miss will wear tomorrow. They have been dried and ironed. When you hand them over, you can just ask a question."
Meimei took the clothes and looked confused. "Why are you asking? Isn't this their own family matter?"
Aunt Zhang raised the corners of her lips, revealing a rather bewitching smile, "We are also their family, aren't we?"
Meimei lowered her eyes, frowned, thought for a while, and nodded, "It seems so. Then I'll go ask."
As she spoke, she hugged her clothes, turned around and prepared to go out. After taking two steps, she was stopped by Aunt Zhang again.
"Forget it," Aunt Zhang took the clothes back into her hands, "You just said the wrong thing. If I go to the young lady's room now, I might make her unhappy again. I'd better go."
"Ah?" Meimei looked at the clothes in her hands being taken back with a blank face, but she didn't object and nodded, "Oh, okay."
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Zhuang Yichen leaned alone on the huge bed that was so spacious that she couldn't see the end of it, with her hands folded on her chest, recalling the words that the man had used to reject her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, but there was nothing she could do.
At this time, Aunt Zhang knocked on the door and came in.
"Miss, the clothes you will wear tomorrow, including underwear and coats, are all ready." After placing a pile of clean clothes on the bedside, Aunt Zhang stood up and said with a smile, "I have also prepared a set of clothes for Mr. Ye. Do you want to send it to Secretary Xiaojun's room?"
"What?!"
Zhuang Yichen accurately grasped the key words, "What did you say? Who should I send it to?"
Aunt Zhang raised her hand and covered her mouth, looking panicked as if she had said something wrong.
"Xiaojun?" Zhuang Yichen jumped up from the bed, "He ran to Xiaojun's room?!"
Aunt Zhang said, "Oh, I don't know. I just said it casually."
Zhuang Yichen's face turned cold. He put on his coat and rushed downstairs quickly.
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Wen Nan had just finished taking a shower, was drying himself, and was putting on his pajamas when he heard some banging sounds coming from outside the bedroom door.
Yu Shujun was originally leaning against the wall at the door. When he heard the sound, he quickly walked to the door and saw Zhuang Yichen standing outside the door. He paused for a moment and opened the door.
Zhuang Yichen stood at the door, glaring at Yu Shujun with a frown, "Is my husband here with you?!" (End of this chapter)
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