Monarch Night

A white shadow flashed and disappeared without a trace.

A streak of golden light descended from the sky, landing with a snap on Fang Che’s table, revealing a large gold ingot.

Xue Fuxiao’s voice lingered: "I’ll treat this round of drinks today."

The voice disappeared, and indeed, he was gone.

Everyone’s eyes were burning intensely as they looked at the gold ingot on Fang Che’s table!

Everyone had seen gold many times.

But, this was gold taken out by Lord Xue! This was Lord Xue’s gold! It had Lord Xue’s aura on it!

If this gold ingot were taken home, it could definitely safeguard the house!

Fang Che smiled and called the shop owner over, handing over the gold: "Lord Xue is treating, just take it."

The owner was terrified: "It’s really unnecessary to use so much..."

"If I tell you to take it, then you take it."

Fang Che said, placing the gold directly on the counter.

Everyone’s gaze followed the gold as it moved.

Fang Che then addressed the others in the tavern: "I know what you’re thinking, this ingot of gold, the owner can’t hold onto something like this, but you can think about it, just no robbing! Got it?"

"Got it!"

No robbing, which means just buying, right!

Everyone was excited.

Next, Fang Che and Mu Lin Yuan drank over here, while over there it was more lively than an auction.

Xue Fuxiao’s gold ingot was actually bid up to a price of one thousand taels of gold by a bunch of people, and they even added an additional condition: ensuring the safety of the tavern owner.

This was because there were fewer people here, so not many knew, resulting in someone getting a bargain.

The person who won the gold smiled broadly and immediately sent someone home to call friends and escorts, found a clean box, and respectfully placed the gold inside...

Then collectively bowed to Fang Che, escorting the gold home with dozens of brothers in a grand procession.

After this, it would be a family heirloom, a household guardian treasure!

Xue Fuxiao’s gold ingot actually had such effects, making the owner a huge fortune, even leaving Fang Che somewhat dumbfounded.

Too impressive!

Mu Lin Yuan only now snapped back to reality, his face still deathly pale.

This was the only time in Mu Lin Yuan’s life he’d encountered such a grand figure from the Cloud City. And a top-level one at that!

A true apex of the pyramid.

Nearly scared his three souls and seven spirits apart.

He dropped his chopsticks three times before they finished drinking, clearly not in his right mind.

Fang Che sighed: "With you like this, how can I feel at ease letting you go?"

"Go?"

Mu Lin Yuan was startled: "I’m leaving now!"

The only thing circling in his mind was how to escape; he didn’t dare stay in this place for even a second longer.

Too dangerous!

Just having a drink, he bumped into Xue Fuxiao!

How is this any different from a little ghost coming out for a drink and sitting at the same table as Zhong Kui?

"At least wait a bit to calm down. Besides, your belongings are still at the inn, right?"

Fang Che was speechless.

"I don’t need any of that."

Mu Lin Yuan’s face turned pale, standing up with a swoosh, donning his hat with a slap, and didn’t even look at Fang Che: "I’m leaving!"

Swoosh, he went out the door.

Gone.

"Damn it..."

Fang Che was dumbfounded.

Xue Fuxiao’s appearance had actually terrified the usually prudent and composed Mu Lin Yuan like this!

Escorting him now clearly wasn’t feasible, but it left him speechless: you’re more likely to expose yourself acting like this, you know?

Luckily, nothing’s happening now, and no one’s paying attention.

Otherwise, you’d be in trouble.

Fang Che was somewhat helpless. Since Xue Fuxiao had arrived in Donghu State, he wanted to find a chance to report the Blood Demon situation privately; it was a big deal and Dongfang Sansan had to know.

But this time Xue Fuxiao didn’t even show interest in speaking with him privately.

No opportunity.

Fang Che had already given up on the idea, but then went out to meet Mu Lin Yuan, and Xue Fuxiao showed up to cause chaos again.

Directly left Fang Che bewildered, just wanted to ask, what exactly are you trying to do?

After causing a mess, I send Mu Lin Yuan off, you could’ve stayed to chat with me, but instead, you just left like that...

Crazy! Fang Che silently cursed in his heart.

At least show up when you’re supposed to, right? Why show up only to seek presence at the wrong time?

"Ninth lord truly has it tough."

Fang Che understood Dongfang Sansan.

After all, just from today’s matter, he realized Dongfang Sansan’s frustration—subordinates who act recklessly on a whim. What can be done?

Take today for example, why did Xue Fuxiao suddenly appear, what was his intention?

It truly didn’t make any sense!

Mu Lin Yuan left the city overnight, his heart practically shattered with fear, not thinking about exposure, and after leaving the city he forced himself to walk composedly for a few miles, taking several turns.

Seeing there were plenty of cover behind him, he suddenly accelerated, sprinting two thousand miles in one breath.

Only then did he sit down in a mountain hollow, exhaled deeply: "Damn... scared me to death..."

That’s when he felt his heart racing wildly.

"Too dangerous!"

Cold sweat poured down, post-fear surged up, his clothes immediately felt like they’d been soaked in water.

"I’m not coming back in the future..."

After resting for a while, Mu Lin Yuan looked around to see no one, consumed an Elixir Pill, and simply performed the Blood Burning Skill.

Swoosh!

Disappeared.

In the air.

Following silently and invisibly, Xue Fuxiao chuckled, then turned away.

It’s all good.

Someone like you? How could I bear to kill you now!?

Xue Fuxiao walked on, recounting the whole incident as a fun story to Dongfang Sansan.