Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

When Mo Fan heard that Carly was a prostitute, his pupils dilated slightly, then a meaningful smile appeared on his face. Mo Fan was also certain that Lin Lan was right; Lin Lan's insight was unmatched by any high-level mage. With full-dimensional magic and exceptional mental power, it was perfectly normal for her to see things.

Mu Ningxue and Lingling knew what Lin Lan was talking about. Mu Ningxue's cold face flushed slightly, while Lingling remained composed and decided to reduce the intensity of her investigation into Carly. "There's definitely something wrong here. Just be careful. Don't drink or throw away any of the tea or other things the butlers or young ladies offer..." Lin Lan instructed.

Lin Lan activated her plot-knowing cheat; the red tea was poisonous. In the original storyline, the three of them drank it without incident, thanks to Mo Fan's powerful demonic physique...

Mu Ningxue endured immense pain, even freezing herself in ice...

Lin Lan would naturally say that everyone here is a close friend of hers, a comrade-in-arms fighting against the Black Church.

Upon hearing Lin Lan's words, the three of them nodded in agreement.

"Mo Fan, do as you please. You have a special constitution."

"That's a good feeling!"

……

As the four were chatting, Zhao Pinlin handed them over a tray with four cups of black tea.

"What are you whispering about? Come and try the local specialty black tea. Everyone here drinks it; you definitely can't find it anywhere else," Zhao Pinlin said.

At this moment, the woman named Kali, along with several waiters, began to introduce the black tea with smiles.

The four of them said nothing, but instead chose to put the tea in their mouths...

Seeing that everyone was drinking tea, the girlfriend took the cups and left.

……

Carly and Butler Fu stepped into another reception room, where about ten people were already seated, all dressed in dark uniforms and with solemn expressions, clearly not ordinary tourists.

Butler Fu smiled, but his gaze sharpened slightly: "Gentlemen, you've been waiting a long time. We welcome all guests. However, judging from your attire, it seems you're not just here for sightseeing?"

The man in the lead, with a gruesome scar across his forehead, sneered and flashed his badge: "City Monster Hunting Team. Over a month ago, someone here died mysteriously, their body turning black and ashes. Why didn't you report it?"

Butler Fu and Carly exchanged a glance, a hint of wariness flashing in their eyes.

"Carly, go prepare some tea." Butler Fu said calmly, gesturing for the demon-hunting team to take their seats. "We're not hiding this matter; we just haven't made it public due to concerns about the impact. In fact, we've already reported it to the local authorities."

"Report it?" The scarred man narrowed his eyes. "You didn't classify this as a demonic incident back then?"

"Yes!"

"Bullshit!" The scarred man slammed his hand on the table, splashing a few drops of tea. "In the past month, there have been at least three disappearances from your club, and the police have hastily closed each case. Do you think we're fools? Prepare all the documents by tomorrow, or we'll shut it down!"

Butler Fu's expression stiffened slightly, but he still tried to explain, "It's not what you think..."

"Enough with the nonsense!" The man stood up, his eyes sharp. "I've seen enough of your rich people's tricks. Don't think that money can solve everything. If I find out that this was all due to your deliberate concealment, you'll be in big trouble! Let's go!"

……

Lingling hurried back from the next private room, her face grim.

"What's wrong?" Mu Ningxue looked up. "This is troublesome." Lingling gritted her teeth, "The city's monster-hunting team has suddenly intervened!"

"Why are the city's monster-hunting team here? Could it be that they also received the news and came to investigate?" Mo Fan said with some surprise.

This is a major obstacle. The city's monster-hunting team is affiliated with the Hunter's Alliance and belongs to the Magic Association and the Inquisition. If they come here, everyone in the Black Sect will definitely feel a tightness in their chest and involuntarily tuck their fox tails between their legs.

The four of them originally planned to catch Hei Jiaoting off guard and seize his fox tail, but they didn't expect the city's demon-hunting team to completely disrupt their plans.

"I'll have my sister tell them to leave, otherwise we might not get anything this time," Lingling said.

Mo Fan shook his head: "No need. We have no idea what kind of informants Hei Jiaoting has. If we rashly have someone withdraw the city's demon-hunting team now, it will only make them more suspicious. Isn't it said that they are investigating another case? Maybe they will leave after they find out the truth."

Now that we've entered this den of dragons and tigers, even if we can't complete the mission, we should at least make sure that someone can escape unscathed. This will help divert attention and conceal our identities.

"Won't they be poisoned halfway through their journey after drinking the red tea?" Mu Ningxue asked.

“They won’t leave, and there will be hunter teams coming later. Let’s just keep eating and playing. It’s not the right time yet, and there’s no way to stop them. We can’t just reveal our identities,” Lin Lan said.

The four continued to observe and scout the location.

……

Two more days passed, and Lin Lan spent those two days drinking in the stairwell every day.

Lure the snake out of its hole!

That person named Fang Shaoli never even appeared!
Has a flaw been revealed?

Lin Lan believed that she did not have it.

At that moment, Zhao Pinlin walked over carrying a bottle of liquor, accompanied by a waiter...

Lin Lan completely blurred into nothingness!

I said Fang Shaoli wasn't coming because she had her eye on Zhao Pinlin.

Zhao Pinlin slammed his glass down on the bar, the sound of shattering glass particularly jarring in the empty lounge.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the waitress who had suddenly changed her appearance, and he forced out a hoarse voice: "Are you fucking playing me?"

The waitress chuckled softly, her fingertips tracing her bare collarbone, her light brown curls gleaming eerily in the dim light. "Young Master Zhao, someone of your status, how could I dare to play tricks on you?" She leaned closer, her perfume carrying a faint, almost imperceptible, scent of decay. "It's just that seeing you in so much pain breaks my heart."

"Feeling sorry for her?" Zhao Pinlin scoffed, but couldn't help glancing at her a few more times. This woman had seemed unremarkable just moments before, but now, with a captivating charm in her eyes, she possessed a mesmerizing allure. He loosened his tie in annoyance: "Don't give me that crap. What do you, a mere waitress, know about my troubles!"

The waitress suddenly grabbed his hand as he was about to pour the drink. Zhao Pinlin was startled to find her palm surprisingly warm, but the next second his attention was drawn to the glimpses of her fair skin as she leaned forward. "Mu Ningxue, Wang Xuxu," she said, her red lips parting slightly, each word like a venomous snake's tongue, "You want them, don't you?"

Zhao Pinlin was jolted awake, sobering up considerably: "How the hell did you know?"

“Every corner of this building is watching you.” She traced the rim of her glass, causing black bubbles to rise suddenly in the red wine. “They’ll all be in your bed before sunrise tomorrow, if you’re willing.” She lowered her voice abruptly, her breath carrying a metallic scent of blood: “They’ll walk in on their own legs.” (End of Chapter)