Dan He’er had always known that this Demon Grand Duke, who claimed to have come to Eastern Radiance for diplomacy, had in fact only been exiled after failing to seize power in Hell.
Everything he had done so far was merely a way to pass the time, a form of entertainment, and a subconscious act of self-destruction.
And now, even this amusement had been ruined by spirits he viewed as weak—no wonder he had suddenly shut himself off.
But no one knew how long this withdrawal would last, or what he would become once he snapped out of it.
Thinking this, Dan He’er’s expression remained unchanged as he stood quietly beside Weisasi, awaiting his orders.
Just then, as if sensing his subordinate’s thoughts, Weisasi raised his head and glanced at him.
As a powerhouse that ranked among the top even in Hell, Weisasi could naturally sense others’ thoughts.
Even if he couldn’t perceive specific thoughts, he could grasp the gist. He was well aware of Dan He’er’s musings about his situation.
However, he didn’t mind Dan He’er’s presumptuous thoughts, since they were all facts.
He was nothing but a failure. From the moment he lost the struggle for kingship, he had already died. Now he was just a corpse driven by the pursuit of entertainment.
If one were to ask him why he did these things, he would only say it was for fun, with no other special reason.
As for this setback, he was indeed a little frustrated, but that was all. Those emotions had long since ceased to concern him; he wouldn’t feel sad or sorrowful just because of this.
However, it was time to do something.
At the very least, he had to clear this game.
With that thought, Weisasi leaned back against the throne’s backrest, looked at Dan He’er, and said,
“Has that ally contacted you recently?”
“No, Your Grace. That person hasn’t contacted us for several days.”
At this, Weisasi snapped out of it.
Dan He’er was taken aback and was about to speak, when—
“Oh?”
Weisasi let out a laugh, his face full of sarcasm, and said,
“So it’s this old fox who swims in official circles—quick to cut and run indeed.”
“Heh, seeing me lose ground, he’s already trying to cut ties?”
Saying this, he looked at Dan He’er again and said,
“It’s fine. Contact him and tell him it’s too late to back out now.”
“If he doesn’t want to turn into a writhing mass of slime when things get out of control, he has to stick with us to the bitter end.”
Wesaisi narrowed his eyes and continued,
“Eternal life isn’t that simple—you have to pay the price.”
With that, Weisasi stood up.
The moment he stood, the throne dissipated behind him—clearly it wasn’t real, just a false construct he had created.
He cracked his neck and stretched his limbs, then continued giving orders to Dan He’er, who was still listening attentively.
“Have the demons that have gone into hiding place the remaining alchemical bombs at key points throughout the city. Especially near the Exorcists Association and the Supervision and Welfare Department—send more people there.”
Wesaisi gave a cold laugh and added,
“By the way, if that old fox doesn’t respond to our contact, set off a bomb somewhere random to make him understand his situation.”
“He took benefits from me—no way he gets to keep enjoying himself.”
“Yes, Your Grace!”
Dan He’er carefully noted the orders and replied.
***
These past few days, Miao Miaomiao had noticed something very strange.
That was, Senior Ling always disappeared after the competition matches.
Every time she went to knock on Senior Ling’s door to find her, she got no response—it was as if no one was inside.
But if that were all, it wouldn’t have been enough to make Miao Miaomiao feel strange.
After all, maybe Senior Ling had just gone out with Bai Shuanglian to have fun. They were so close—it was normal.
What really made her wonder was that just a moment ago she saw Senior Ling enter the elevator, but when she herself took the next elevator up and knocked on Senior Ling’s door, there was still no answer.
This was clearly not right!
So, to find out what was going on, Miao Miaomiao had specially followed Senior Ling after the competition today, trailing behind her secretly to see where she went.
“So this is the reason you were stalking us for so long?”
Ling Xiaoyou listened to Miao Miaomiao’s explanation and pinched her forehead in exasperation.
At that moment, they were in the hotel lobby.
They had just returned to the hotel after shopping and were about to go to Bai Shuanglian’s room.
But then Bai Shuanglian suddenly disappeared for a moment, and when she reappeared, she was holding an orange chubby little cat.
Yeah, it was Miao Miaomiao.
To avoid being exposed, she had transformed back into her original form and followed the two.
As for why she was a chubby cat…
Ahem, she was fed by passersby while stalking.
Held by the scruff of her neck and suspended in the air, Miao Miaomiao felt utterly embarrassed, and even her voice sounded listless.
“Yes… Senior! That was all necessary camouflage!”
Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou was speechless.
“Since you feel humiliated being caught, why transform back into a cat in the first place!”
But well…
Ling Xiaoyou looked at Miao Miaomiao.
Looking at her fluffy fur and chubby body, as if possessed, she reached out and took Miao Miaomiao from Bai Shuanglian’s hands.
“?”
“Senior, what are you doing?”
Miao Miaomiao saw the faint excitement in Ling Xiaoyou’s eyes and instinctively sensed danger.
She struggled in Ling Xiaoyou’s small hands, trying to escape her clutches.
But she was just a helpless little cat—how could she possibly escape Ling Xiaoyou’s clutches?
And so, under Ling Xiaoyou’s skilled cat-petting techniques, Miao Miaomiao soon turned into a puddle of cat, unable to move.
Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou withdrew her hand and gently stroked the orange cat’s back, saying,
“You’re really bored—you actually went and stalked us.”
“It’s only because we’re good-tempered. Otherwise, you’d be cat paste by now.”
Miao Miaomiao let out a whimper and buried her cat face.
“Mmph… Sorry, Senior. I know I was wrong.”
She was clearly already reflecting on her actions.
Ling Xiaoyou was about to continue speaking when she suddenly felt a weight on her head.
Something was patting her head.
She looked up and met Bai Shuanglian’s smiling gaze.
Ling Xiaoyou: “…”
‘So I pet the orange cat, and you pet me?’
‘What a food chain.’
Ling Xiaoyou grumbled inwardly, but didn’t mind too much.
She looked back at the orange cat and said,
“As for where I’ve been these past few days, I don’t mind telling you. If you really wanted to investigate, you’d find out anyway.”
As she spoke, Ling Xiaoyou glanced at Bai Shuanglian, then looked back and cleared her throat before saying,
“Actually, I’ve been staying with Bai Shuanglian these past few days, that’s why you didn’t see me.”
“Oh…”
Miao Miaomiao, still enjoying Ling Xiaoyou’s stroking, answered subconsciously.
Then she snapped to attention, realizing something was wrong.
“???”
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