After eating a person, Jing Song became visibly happy.
He licked his hands with a sense of unsatisfied feeling, looked at the sticky blood on his hands, and his mind was full of the people he saw in the Ancient Blue Star Restaurant today.
He was talking with his friends when he suddenly smelled an extremely strong scent of blood.
The aroma was so strong that it was beyond his imagination, and it made his mouth dry almost instantly.
He followed the scent of blood, pretending to search casually, until he stopped in front of a little girl.
The little girl was eating quietly with her friend. Her profile was very beautiful, and her long golden hair was tied behind her head with a hairpin. She looked elegant and lazy.
But what attracted him most was not her beauty, but the sweet scent of blood emanating from her.
Thinking of this, Jing Song scratched his hair irritably:
It would be a shame to kill and bleed such a beautiful woman. How about imprisoning her?
Thinking of this, his heart, which had originally calmed down, suddenly became restless. A "hiss, hiss" sound came from his throat, which seemed particularly creepy in the quiet hotel room.
Fortunately, his subordinates were very efficient. After about a day, they presented the information they had obtained about Feng Qingyue to Jing Song.
Jing Song twisted the thin sheets of paper beside him with his slender fingers. The violent anger in his eyes was almost solidified, and he was about to tear the submissive people in front of him into pieces:
"A living person, who existed in this world for so many years, is only this little bit of information?!
Are you guys just freeloaders?! Did I pay you to eat for free?!
In fact, we really can't blame his subordinates.
Strictly speaking, Feng Qingyue is less than one year old this year.
After all, she had been sleeping in her egg and staying in the Cangming Galaxy, never leaving the main gate or the secondary gate.
Before this, there were only legends about her in this galaxy, and no trace of her existence at all.
Jing Song's men had dark circles under their eyes from staying up all night, and they had nowhere to vent their grievances.
They originally thought that investigating a person was such a simple matter, so they handed the task over to their own men.
As a result, when they got the information investigated by their subordinates, they were extremely shocked: for a person, there was only information about the period of enrollment, and everything before that was blank.
It was as if she appeared out of thin air!
Those subordinates didn't believe it and thought that their own men were incompetent, so they went into battle themselves.
They were poking at the virtual screen until they were almost smoking, but the person's information was still blank.
There was no news from her parents, no proof that she had ever lived in the Federation, no trace of anything that could prove that she had ever lived in this Federation.
Only recently, information about her suddenly appeared in the federal personnel database. Her appearance was extremely abrupt and incredible.
After listening to his subordinates' explanation, Jing Song raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, his fingers stroking the photo of the girl on the paper, his pair of scarlet vertical pupils flashing with a cold light of determination.
"Go and tell her I invite her to dinner with me."
A calculating glint flashed in Jing Song's eyes, and his cold voice echoed in the hotel room: "Replace the restaurant's chef with our people, and bring the newly developed neurotoxin from the research department."
His hands froze, then nodded respectfully and retreated.
In the dim hotel, there was only a pair of scarlet vertical pupils emitting a bloodthirsty cold light.
After the poison took effect, he took the person to his secret room.
Jing Song thought greedily that the beautiful face made him reluctant to eat her, so he decided to try another method and imprison her. Not only could he drink her blood at any time, but it could also satisfy his physiological needs.
Feng Qingyue didn't know that someone was already arrogantly imagining some outrageous things. At this moment, she exuded impatience as she looked at the respectful waiter at the door of the room.
"What's up?"
She has a nice voice, and even when she's being deliberately cold, she still exudes a unique charm.
The waiter in front of her also exuded a foul odor tainted with human life. Even though he was so respectful that he wanted to kneel down, Feng Qingyue still felt nauseous.
The waiter bent even lower, saluted, and spoke gently, "Hello, Miss. Mr. Jing Song would like to invite you to dinner with him to apologize for his rude behavior the other day."
Feng Qingyue crossed her arms over her chest, looked down upon the person in front of her with a faint sneer on her lips.
She and Shangguan Yu were clearly having dinner together, but Jing Song only invited her. There must be something fishy going on.
The waiter had no response for a long time and a little cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the girl in front of him was not simple.
During the time she remained silent, he felt as if the air around him had become much thinner, which frightened him a little.
"Okay, I'll go." Feng Qingyue raised a harmless smile:
"Please thank Mr. Jing Song for me. He is such a refined and easy-going gentleman."
Is it an illusion?
The waiter thought to himself, how could a student manipulate the environment without anyone noticing?
Feng Qingyue watched the waiter leave, excitement flashing in her eyes.
Finally, a kind-hearted person added a bit of fun to her boring study life.
Feng Qingyue pulled Mu Xi out of her spiritual space. The little dog half-opened its sleepy eyes and yawned, "Master? What do you want to talk to me about?"
"I'm going to attend a Hongmen Banquet tonight. You follow Shangguan Yu and protect her."
After thinking for a while, Feng Qingyue raised her hand, and a trace of divine water-type spiritual power condensed in her hand, turning into the shape of a fish.
That trace of mental power wrapped around Mu Xi's front paw, like a small decoration.
"Contact me immediately if anything happens. This bit of mental strength can withstand a fatal attack when necessary."
Mu Xi heard that his master was going to attend some Hongmen Banquet. Although he didn't know what a Hongmen Banquet was, he could probably guess what it was from his master's few words. He scratched anxiously with his paws:
"Master, this Hongmen Feast is dangerous, please be careful."
Mu Xi knew that her master was a lord-level beast, and even she felt it was dangerous, so bringing him along would be a burden. So Mu Xi sensibly followed her master's arrangements and did not cause trouble for her master.
Feng Qingyue hugged Mu Xi and rubbed his head: "Don't worry, I will be fine."
She placed Mu Xi in Shangguan Yu's arms. Facing her best friend's puzzled gaze, Feng Qingyue remained calm and composed, "I have to go and complete the task my master assigned to me tonight. Mu Xi is allergic to pollen, so could you please keep an eye on him for me?"
Shangguan Yu didn't say much. Her little hand gently stroked the puppy's head in her arms: "Then be careful and come back soon."
Everyone has their own things to do, and as a qualified good friend, she naturally gives her full support.
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