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That’s right!

The target of this mission wasn’t Wu Dingxiang at all; it was Mu Feifei.

Because Mu Feifei had also been taken down by Gao Neng twice.

Most importantly, the first time he had met Mu Feifei was right when he was completing the "If Once, Twice, Then Thrice" mission in the abandoned underground factory.

So, this variant mission was triggered from the very beginning by Mu Feifei’s arrival.

’Do I have to take down Mu Feifei?’ Gao Neng wondered, gazing out the window.

Mu Feifei’s strength was not to be underestimated.

A few months ago, on the Eastern District Battlefield, Mu Feifei already possessed the strength to fight Shen Ning’Er. You could call her the battle chicken among Angels.

Now that several months had passed, Mu Feifei had to have reached high-rank at the very least.

Of course, that wasn’t the main problem.

The main problem was her identity as the Ninth Princess of the Celestial Race.

This identity meant that if anything happened to Mu Feifei, the few Strongest from the Celestial Race would instantly appear at the Blood Race’s Royal Hall.

’I’ll just take it one step at a time.’ Gao Neng didn’t overthink it. The more you thought about things, the more restricted you became.

After all, since the target had been confirmed to be Mu Feifei, when it was time to act, he had to act.

As for those Strongest from the Celestial Race...

’I’ll worry about that later.’

Gao Neng glanced at Wu Dingxiang on the bed again.

Her face was very beautiful.

It was just that the bumps on her forehead were a bit numerous, which detracted from her beauty somewhat.

’I’ll just keep her locked up for now.’ Gao Neng wasn’t in a hurry to just "finish off" Wu Dingxiang. After all, she was still the most beloved princess of the Queen of the Dark Elves.

Therefore, Wu Dingxiang still had some use.

He walked to the door of the room.

He opened the door.

Outside, Xiaocui was staring at him blankly, her eyes wide as saucers, but not a single word came out of her mouth.

The reason was that her mouth was gagged.

Four Blood Shadow Army soldiers had tied Xiaocui to a stone pillar in the courtyard with thin ropes, pulled extremely tight.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" Seeing the "Fourth Prince" walk out, Xiaocui struggled with all her might, shouting and pleading with her eyes.

"Lock her up with Wu Dingxiang," Gao Neng said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, sir!" the four Blood Shadow Army soldiers immediately replied.

"Two of you stay here and stand guard. The other two, come with me to Mu Feifei’s place." Gao Neng glanced at the night sky. It was getting a little late.

But would a little thing like the late hour stop a fight?

Of course not!

Gao Neng loved to strike when people were drowsy and half-asleep. He didn’t approve of the kind of behavior where you had to wake someone up and wait for them to get into position before making your move.

It was too much trouble!

’A sneak attack should be the most hassle-free method. However, Mu Feifei is not like Wu Dingxiang. That girl is definitely being extremely cautious in the Blood Race Royal Hall,’ Gao Neng calculated as he walked toward Mu Feifei’s room.

’Besides, as the Ninth Princess of the Celestial Race, escorting Wu Dingxiang all the way from the Eastern District to the North District alone... she must have some life-saving treasures on her.’

’If I fight her normally, I’m ninety percent certain I can take her down. The only thing I’m worried about is her escaping. After all, the Celestial Race has wings.’

’Maybe I should break her wings first?’

’As the saying goes, all angels who fall to the mortal world are ones with broken wings.’

’But how do you break a pair of wings? That seems like a job that requires some skill, doesn’t it?’

"..."

Lost in thought, Gao Neng soon arrived outside Mu Feifei’s room.

There were no lights on inside Mu Feifei’s room.

It was completely dark.

If nothing unexpected had happened, Mu Feifei should be asleep.

’Should I barge right in or knock first?’ Gao Neng carefully weighed his options. Barging in seemed like a good idea, but in reality, it was a bit reckless.

Because, in novels, the villains who barge right in get hit by hidden weapons nine times out of ten.

Mu Feifei had chosen to turn off the lights.

There were two possibilities. One, she was really asleep. Two, she had set up traps in the room (the light would expose the traps’ positions and tripwires).

Gao Neng guessed it was the second one.

So, after weighing everything, the choice he made was... to knock.

The reason was simple. Knocking was the most direct way to determine if Mu Feifei was still in the room. Moreover, it might make Mu Feifei voluntarily disable some of her traps.

"Knock on the door," Gao Neng said.

"Yes, sir!" A Blood Shadow Army soldier stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Who is it?" a cold voice came from inside.

It was Mu Feifei, no doubt about it.

She was in the room.

"Ninth Princess," the Blood Shadow Army soldier said politely after glancing at Gao Neng. "The Fourth Prince would like to have a word with you."

CLICK!

The door opened.

However, the lights inside were not turned on.

Furthermore, throughout the entire process, Mu Feifei didn’t make another sound. She didn’t say "come in," nor did she say not to enter.

"..." Gao Neng was speechless.

’She really is a master,’ he thought.

’She just opened the door?!’

The meaning behind this, of course, wasn’t an invitation to enter. It was a silent protest.

Simply put, it meant: ’The door is open, but I haven’t given you permission to enter. You can decide for yourself whether to come in or not.’

Considering the current environment, there was another layer of meaning.

’I’m on your territory. If you really want to come in, I can’t stop you even if I wanted to. So, I might as well just open the door. As for the consequences... well, who knows what they’ll be?’

"Fourth Prince, the door... is open?" the two Blood Shadow Army soldiers asked, looking at Gao Neng.

"Mm," Gao Neng nodded. He was certain that if he barged in now, Mu Feifei’s first reaction would absolutely be to flee for her life.