After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Can Chapter 225 be deleted?

Under the moonlight, a tall, slender figure could be seen appearing and disappearing.

But soon, the figure became clear: a perfect physique, top-notch temperament, and an exquisitely beautiful face that could be used directly as a model...

Jiang Shu was quite surprised: "Ning Yunzhan?"

In the distance, Ning Yunzhan's calm face, which held a hint of coldness, softened with a gentle smile when he heard Jiang Shu call him. He seemed to have arrived in a hurry; his clothes were slightly wrinkled, clearly indicating that, like Feng Li, he hadn't bothered to change.

He arrived under the moonlight, walking slowly to a spot a few meters away from Jiang Shu, where he stopped.

Then, seemingly casually, he glanced at the group of black-robed men kneeling obediently.

As if sensing his gaze, the group of men in black robes kept their heads down and remained silent.

Jiang Shu reached out her hand to Ning Yunzhan: "Don't just stand there, come to my side, lest those lunatics hurt you."

Ning Yunzhan gave a soft "hmm" and took another step, walking up to Jiang Shu.

Feng Li suddenly laughed!
Ning Yunzhan met his gaze, his voice calm: "What is the Crown Prince laughing at?"

Feng Li reverted to his usual lazy and nonchalant demeanor, and gave a meaningful "oh":
"It's nothing, I just suddenly realized something!"

So, their first meeting was probably a premeditated scheme! Indeed, there is no love or hate without a reason in this world; what seemed like a simple encounter was actually a tapestry of countless schemes and plots by this man…

Feng Li glanced at the bewildered Jiang Shu and couldn't resist ruffling her hair:

"All day long, I'm the target of thieves!"

Jiang Shu was even more confused!

Ning Yunzhan, however, said to Feng Li with some regret, "Unfortunately, I haven't figured out your situation yet."

Jiang Shu couldn't help but ask, "What kind of riddles are you two playing?"

“It’s nothing. Li Yubai said you sneaked here. With the Crown Prince’s health, there’s no point in thinking about it. I came to pick you up myself.” Ning Yunzhan stretched out his hand to her. “My patron, I’ll take you home.”

Jiang Shu looked at the group of black-robed figures who were like statues: "They won't let me leave."

Ning Yunzhan glanced casually at the men in black robes: "Oh?"

"You may leave." The head elder's voice was weathered and seemed to carry a great sense of regret. "Let's meet again next time."

Jiang Shu: "...I don't want it to happen again."

"Yes, there won't be a next time." Ning Yunzhan grasped Jiang Shu's hand, his tone calm. "The plane is at the edge of the forest, it's gone."

Jiang Shu hummed in agreement, grabbed Feng Li with her other hand, and walked past a group of men in black robes toward the outside.

"They seem very afraid of you..." Jiang Shu sighed as she looked at the black-robed men who wouldn't even lift their heads.

“I built houses for them, so I might have some influence over them,” Ning Yunzhan replied with a smile.

Jiang Shu nodded, her gaze falling on the eerie shadow of the blade. "What is that?"

Ning Yunzhan glanced indifferently at the azure blade shadow, his calm demeanor tinged with a hint of coldness: "Oh, I've never seen it before, I don't know."

“Alright, I guessed you didn’t know it either.” Jiang Shu sighed softly. “Let me tell you, this Misty Continent is really strange…”

Ning Yunzhan listened attentively: "Hmm?"

"Innocent yet fierce, and a little bit adorably naive." Jiang Shu shook his hand. "Let me tell you, the day I boarded their plane..."

As she spoke with great enthusiasm, Ning Yunzhan would occasionally let out a gentle chuckle.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and Jiang Shu's gossipy voice grew increasingly faint... After a while...

The group of quail-shaped men in black robes suddenly raised their heads!
Their eerie, will-o'-the-wisps of gaze all turned toward the distant, indistinct figure. They could only vaguely make out Jiang Shu swinging the hand of a man dressed in fashionable casual clothes, while behind them, Feng Li, equally tall and long-legged, and as beautiful as a fairy, followed casually, as if watching a show.

The men in black robes stared intently, and the Grand Elder couldn't help but ask, "Who just looked up? That plague that's been missing for years... cough cough, new master, what does he look like?"

No one answered.

"I doubt anyone would dare to watch," the First Elder said regretfully. "Who would have thought that at this crucial moment, the new master would suddenly appear and even take sides—hiss, when did he get involved with the young lady?"

Another elder wondered, "Could it be... that we've mistaken someone else?"

The elder didn't speak, but simply pointed to the gradually becoming transparent blade shadow.

"A person can admit their mistakes, but can a sacred weapon like the butcher's blade admit its mistakes?"

There was another moment of silence.

"Ning Yunzhan." Suddenly an elder remembered something, "I just heard the young lady call him, Ning Yunzhan."

Immediately, someone took out their phone and awkwardly started searching online.

A few minutes later, dozens of men in black robes huddled around a phone, silently looking at the photos and resumes they had found online…

"So the new master looks this good after coming of age..."

"The ruthless new master has actually donned the gentle skin of a lamb. But look closely, his chin and lips actually overlap with that plague god wearing a mask... Could it be his true face?"

Then, someone exclaimed in shock, "Who would have thought that the new and old masters, who were once locked in a life-or-death struggle, would actually live together harmoniously under the same roof?"

The First Elder spoke with a complicated expression: "In the short drama that young lady filmed last time, there were so many nasty comments criticizing Ning Yunzhan—could you delete them?"

The imperial capital of China.

Inside the villa, Assistant Yang was diligently brewing tea for Li Yubai.

Assistant Shen rushed in with a report in hand: "Boss, the expedited DNA test results are in. The bloodstains on the chain match Madam Ning's DNA, indicating a mother-child relationship."

Assistant Yang exclaimed in surprise: "Does Ning Yunzhan have a masochistic streak? He chains himself up..."

Li Yubai's expression turned cold, and he suddenly stood up: "Go to Floating Cloud Island!"

Within Floating Cloud Island, birds sing and flowers bloom, creating a fairyland in the bleak early winter.

Rong Jingchen, accompanied by hundreds of mercenaries, waited at the entrance. Upon seeing Li Yubai, he raised an eyebrow slightly: "I was on a mission in Shanghai when you suddenly called me back in such a hurry. What happened?"

"Two things." Li Yubai gestured for him to follow him onto the island, his usually aloof expression now clouded with frost. "Our patron has gone to Misty Continent, and—"

Before he could finish speaking, Rong Jingchen had already turned around quickly: "I'll take some men and bring her back now."

"No need, Feng Li and Ning Yunzhan have already gone."

Rong Jingchen sneered: "Those two weaklings who can't even kill a chicken, expect them to save people? Don't let them become a burden to Xiaoshu!"

"Not at all. I just received a message from Feng Li that he has already left Misty Continent and is on his way back," Li Yubai said calmly.

Rong Jingchen's gaze turned slightly cold: "You didn't inform me of such a big matter, and only sent the two of them. Didn't you consider that Xiaoshu might get into trouble?"

“Even if there is trouble, it’s not a matter of life and death,” Li Yubai explained calmly, then changed the subject, “But there is another matter that may really be a matter of life and death.”

Rong Jingchen then calmed down slightly: "What is it?"

“There might be something strange on Floating Cloud Island,” Li Yubai said softly. “I have limited manpower. You and I will blow up the island before Ning Yunzhan returns.”