The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 1232 Fear
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran's heart skipped a beat; the amount of information conveyed in those words was truly immense.

Therefore, she and the man in front of her were indeed acquaintances, but they were from different camps. No wonder he would meet her in this way.

However, Yunran's first reaction was that this person was very bold.

They weren't worried at all about whether their association with people from different factions would cause them trouble.

"Aren't you afraid of being accidentally killed if you come here?"

Yun Ran's gaze swept over her subordinates not far away; each of them was tall and burly.

Those fists, and the sheer mass of flesh on their bodies, were enough to show that once they made a move, they were absolutely aiming to kill.

Being killed by them is as easy as stepping on an ant.

The man's eyes were clear, and a smile flashed in them: "You're talking nonsense again. Even you are no match for me, let alone them. If it weren't for the fact that they were escorting you, they would be dead by now."

Yunran: ...

So it turns out she had worried for nothing, and it seems she had unknowingly incurred this person's favor.

This made Yunran's rebellious side resurface: "Should I thank you?"

The man chuckled awkwardly twice: "Well, I was just using an analogy. I have something to do, so I'll be going now. If you need to find me later, just send someone to let me know."

After saying that, the man turned around gracefully, and in a flash, he was already a hundred meters away. In another flash, he was a thousand meters away.

This is a skill that can only be acquired by possessing absolute power.

Yun Ran silently complained to herself. She didn't even fully understand who she was, let alone who this person was. Sending someone to tell him? What a load of crap!
The others were stunned by what they saw. Clearly, they had never imagined that among the prisoners they had captured there would be such a person.

If this person's initial goal was to infiltrate among these people and capture them all, then...

Everyone felt a dampness on their backs, soaked with cold sweat.

A feeling called fear spread belatedly.

Just then, a cold wind blew by, and those with weak mental fortitude fainted on the spot.

Yunran: ...

Is it really that scary? She thought it was alright.

But these people are all her subordinates now, and if she said these things, it would make her, as the leader, seem heartless.

Yunran hadn't figured out how to comfort these people yet.

Someone immediately knelt down, trembling, their voice shaking as if they would die if they knelt any slower.

"My lord... my lord, I deserve to die! How could I let someone of unknown identity infiltrate like this? Please spare my life, my lord..."

Those who were still awake realized what was happening and knelt down, pleading for their lives.

The divine messengers they had encountered in the past never let them off the hook just because it wasn't their fault.

Useless people only have one fate: death!

Their pleas for mercy are nothing more than a desperate struggle to survive.

Yunran could sense their trembling and absolute fear of death from their pleas for mercy.

At this moment, Yun Ran finally understood why these people were so terrified after seeing that man leave. It wasn't just because the man was incredibly strong and could easily kill them.

Furthermore, if this so-called mission fails, she, as the divine messenger, will hold her accountable and severely punish her.

Yun Ran frowned slightly, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to how ruthless and prestigious she had been before losing her memory.

Normally, if a person doesn't want others to notice a significant change in them, the best way is to continue in the same way they always have.

However, Yun Ran doesn't really care about the so-called persona, and even goes against her current principles of doing things.

She waved her hand lightly: "I'll let it go this time, but if you make the same mistake again, this divine messenger will not forgive you!"

To others, these words were not a warning or a blatant threat, but rather a tremendous blessing.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, thank you, Your Excellency..."

A group of people, speaking in unison, wished they could express all their gratitude.

While Yunran found it unbearable to watch, she also came to a conclusion: it seemed that the Dark Palace faction she belonged to was indeed very harsh on its subordinates.

Otherwise, these people wouldn't have been so frightened by a small mistake, and wouldn't have been so grateful for her forgiveness.

"It's getting late, let's get some rest!"

Those who had been kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, their bodies still weak from surviving the ordeal, immediately stood up and began to move about without stopping.

Yunran continued to enjoy the best treatment, staying in the best room and eating the best food.

The night before, Yunran slept quite well, but she remained vigilant and wary of everything around her.

But tonight, Yunran's guard was significantly lowered.

She sensed the fear in her subordinates that the Divine Envoy's class was utterly overwhelming to others, making them dare not cause any trouble.

Over the next few days, Yunran became completely convinced that she was indeed the divine messenger of the Dark Palace.

Upon arriving at their destination, Yunran quickly surveyed the surrounding area. It was entirely a mountain range, without a single soul in sight.

But she showed no sign of anything amiss, simply looking down on everything with an air of superiority.

Everything would be handled by her capable subordinates; she just needed to watch.

A moment later, the subordinate took out his identification and placed it in a groove on a stone wall.

The next second, a heavy clicking sound rang out, and a lot of dust was kicked up around them.

The dust swirled and landed conspicuously on people's hair, but amidst the crackling sound, no one dared to take a single step back.

The black robe, stained with cloud-like dust, should logically be the dirtiest part of the garment.

But strangely enough, the dust in the air seemed to have eyes, automatically avoiding Yunran.

This is simply because Yunran Xijie's robes automatically deflect anything that tries to touch her.

But the others had no idea that seeing this scene, they could only think that their divine messenger was truly awesome.

Without even lifting a finger, they easily avoided the dust.

The clicking sound disappeared, and the flying dust gradually settled. Everything before my eyes suddenly changed.