I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 228, page 1.17, 6: A Night of Madness
The clown, wearing exaggerated pointed shoes, stood at the top of the parade, just as manic and terrifying as when we first saw him.

Suddenly he jumped down from the height, landing steadily with his toes lightly touching the ground, the colorful pom-poms hanging from his exaggeratedly pointed shoes twitching slightly. His face was thickly painted with face paint, and his mouth wore an exaggerated red smile.

He removed the comical, colorful pointed hat from his head and gently placed it in front of him, performing an elegant hat-tipping gesture towards the empty space, which was quite incongruous with his slightly ridiculous makeup at the moment.

His azure eyes flashed with madness and distortion. He laughed wildly, then suddenly spoke in a strange, drawn-out tone, "Little Ye Gui~ You found me so quickly~ What a good boy~"

A black figure suddenly appeared in the open space. Mu Yegui held a black mask in one hand, as if he had just taken it off his face. His cold silver eyes stared silently at Fei Xiu, but they could not reflect anything. They were as dark and dull as a deep ancient pool, unable to stir up the slightest ripple.

Her long, soft, wavy hair made her already petite and delicate face appear even smaller and more exquisite. She was as beautiful as the most perfect doll, yet lifeless, but still possessed a stunning beauty. An indescribable sense of despondency and darkness emanated from her, like a proud black lily blooming on a high mountain, swaying in the cold wind—small, yet exceptionally beautiful.

"No matter when I see her, I feel that Xiao Yegui is more suited to the darkness than anyone else. Why are you on the players' side? If you wanted to, you could become the perfect king, easily wiping out all the players. How wonderful~"

Fish laughed maniacally, his azure eyes filled with extremely twisted emotions. He wished he could leave and dismember the person in front of him, letting the blood splatter on him, but the next second he seemed to admire the person's existence as if it were a religion.

Mu Yegui remained calm and showed no emotional fluctuations despite Fei Xiu's words.

"Should I call you Fish? Or the Clown?" She stared quietly at the clown in front of her, who was exactly the same as when they first met. It was a strange yet familiar feeling. If he hadn't turned into the clown in front of her, she probably still wouldn't have been able to connect him with Fish.

Perhaps we can categorize it as Fitch representing the rational side, while the Joker represents his ugliest and most insane side.

The next second, the clown's terrifying little face magnified in front of her, and in an instant, the distance between the two people changed from five meters to ten centimeters between their faces.

The clown, wearing white gloves, gently lifted Mu Yegui's chin, making her look up at him.

The cold, silver eyes still couldn't reflect anything; they were calm and lifeless, showing no emotion whatsoever, as if the person before him were merely a puppet that had long since died and ceased to exist.

"Little Ye Gui is always like this, it makes me feel a little frustrated~" The clown's tone was a little aggrieved, it was obviously a coquettish tone but it also carried a cold and terrifying murderous intent.

Mu Yegui's chin was lifted by the clown, forcing him to look up into those twisted, manic blue eyes.

“If I kill you now, the instance will end. Fei Xiu is completely unsuspecting of me. I didn’t want to find you, so why did you show up on your own?” She remained expressionless, speaking in a soft, childlike voice that should have been filled with confusion but was devoid of emotion.

"Perhaps it's because..." He lowered his head and leaned close to Mu Yegui's ear, his warm breath spraying onto her tender ear. His attitude was ambiguous and intimate, making them seem like inseparable lovers from a distance.

I admire you so much.

I wish I could tear you to pieces and keep you by my side at all times, but unfortunately, no one else exists in your eyes.

"so……"

"Only then will I fall in love with you."

The clown's low, seductive laughter filled my ears, like a demon luring others into hell.

"Just as meaningless as your first conversation." Mu Yegui took a step back to separate the two, and in his hand, he was holding a snake-shaped curved short sword with golden vertical pupils.

Mu Yegui held his short sword, pointing it at the clown. His expression was as calm as ever, even bordering on indifferent. His clear, silver eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a hint of danger.

"Fishu, can I kill you?" The soft, childlike voice was devoid of any emotion, as casual as asking about the weather or simply taking a sip of water.

The clown chuckled and raised his hand, saying helplessly, "Just as I expected, that's the kind of thing you'd say." He wasn't disappointed at all; on the contrary, he became even more excited and expectant.

"Ah! Found it!" came the clamor of other players behind us.

When they arrived, they froze, their gazes involuntarily fixed on the clown. Looking at his smiling face, they suddenly felt a chill run through them, freezing in place. Cold sweat poured from their foreheads, yet they had absolutely no courage to move.

"Great~ The prey has delivered itself to us~" The clown chuckled maniacally, seemingly suppressing his emotions but also exuding the pleasure of preparing to enjoy the appetizer to come.

That cold, chilling feeling sent shivers down everyone's spine; fear overwhelmed everyone.

Mu Yegui glanced at the group of people who were so frightened they were about to lose control of their bladders, and sighed for some reason.

She casually sheathed her short sword, sat cross-legged on the ground without a care, and prepared to watch the clown's brutal slaughter.

"Just kill her! Kill her! We're too weak!"

"Help, help!"

"You're just going to watch like that!"

The group vented their anger on Mu Yegui's outstretched hand, facing Mu Yegui's cold indifference despite their fear and anger, not realizing that they had originally come to kill her.

"You came here to kill me, right? Then why should I save you?" Mu Yegui tilted his head and looked at them.

The three braids on the side of her face were attached to her fair and tender face, with a star-shaped hair clip at the end that seemed to shimmer with mysterious and dazzling starlight.

"Are you even human?! You just stood by and watched someone die..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not human, so I don't have any compassion. I'm really sorry."

Mu Yegui bowed slightly, offering her apology without any emotion. It was unclear whether she was genuinely sorry or just saying it casually, but her attitude was very serious, as if it were truly her fault.

"Ahhh—" Accompanied by screams, blood splattered everywhere.

"It's so noisy~ But shout even louder~ I love hearing your dying screams~ It gets my blood pumping!"

Mu Yegui watched quietly as the clown dealt with the uninvited players using various extremely cruel methods. His cold silver eyes remained calm and undisturbed, unable to reflect anything.

"What an unscrupulous fellow," she murmured, stroking the star-shaped hair clip at the end of her three-strand braid.

Her slightly pursed pink lips suddenly curved into a faint smile...

Mu Yegui, she's the most terrifying of all my female leads. No joke here. To be objective, I would say she (she looks like an angel, but is actually a demon who can drag people into the abyss, a hidden sadist) is terrifyingly cold.

I have nightmares about her.

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(End of this chapter)