Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 135 Personally Winning Him Over
It's really hard to connect her with "the woman Yu Zelun is secretly investigating".

But Li Hongbo's words were like a stone thrown into water, creating ripples full of doubts that could not be ignored.

“That kid Yu Zelun is really good at hiding his true intentions,” Mu Zhenzhong said in a low voice. “His sudden search for someone like this can’t be for something trivial.”

"Who cares what it's for!" Li Hongbo took a half step forward, his voice even more urgent, but his eyes burned with a hint of urgency. "Deputy Chief Mu, we can't let Yu Zelun find Ye Qiu Mian first!"

We're currently locked in a fierce battle with Wu Heshu. If Yu Zelun takes this opportunity to win her over, it won't benefit us at all!

Mu Zhenzhong looked up at him, his eyes questioning.

Li Hongbo immediately replied, "I know where Ye Qiumian lives. We need to take action first and win her over to our side."

Mu Zhenzhong remained silent for a moment, then stopped tapping.

The pale yellow light fell on his face, half bright and half dark.

He knew Li Hongbo was right. The current situation in Xin'an City was extremely complex, and no potential variable could be underestimated.

If Ye Qiu is truly Yu Zelun's target, then she must never become a trump card in his opponent's hands.

"Do you know her exact address?" Mu Zhenzhong asked.

“I know.” Li Hongbo patted his chest. “I went there a few days ago, but unfortunately I didn’t see her. Since Yu Zelun is looking for her, maybe she has already come back.”

"Okay." Mu Zhenzhong nodded, a decisive glint in his eyes. "Go there yourself, and remember to be polite and don't offend anyone."

"So... I, Mu Zhenzhong, would like to invite her over for a cup of tea and a chat."

He paused, then added, "Hurry up, we need to have a result before dawn. Also, keep it quiet, don't let Yu Zelun's men notice."

"Understood!" Li Hongbo replied readily, turned around and walked out, his footsteps creating a gust of wind.

The door was gently closed, and the study returned to silence.

Mu Zhenzhong stared at the documents on the table, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

If what Li Hongbo said is true, and that woman named Ye Qiumian is indeed a cultivator, then she absolutely cannot be won over by Wu Heshu.

Mu Zhenzhong paced around the study twice, picked up the document, put it down again, and suddenly stopped.

“No!” He picked up the landline phone, a decision forming in his eyes. “I have to do this myself.”

Upon learning that Mu Zhenzhong was going to personally win over Ye Qiumian, Li Hongbo naturally raised his hand in approval.

“Deputy Commander Mu is right, it would be safer to go in person.”

Mu Zhenzhong's personal visit demonstrated the extent of the importance he placed on the matter.

Without saying another word, the two selected four capable guards and headed west of District C under the cover of night.

The address was given to Ye Qiu by the two team members who had taken him back to his residence; it was an inconspicuous little building in the western part of District C.

The surrounding area is spacious, with extra residents.

The car drove all the way to the small building, and the two men got out of the car with their guards.

Li Hongbo gestured to the driver behind him to wait outside the courtyard, while he himself had a guard go up and knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock." The knocking sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

A moment later, a deep, steady male voice came from inside the room: "Who is it?"

Li Hongbo gave the guard a look, signaling him to reply.

"We are under Deputy Commander Mu's command." The guard's voice was neither loud nor soft, conveying a sense of discipline. "Deputy Commander Mu and General Li have come personally, wanting to see someone." There was a moment of silence inside the door, then Fang Jun's voice rang out again, his tone unreadable through the door: "A late-night visit, what brings you here?"

He showed no intention of opening the door, his tone revealing obvious wariness.

Li Hongbo stepped forward and said loudly, "Mr. Fang, we are here to see Miss Ye. We have a few words to say to her."

After a while, light footsteps came from inside the door, as if they were going inside.

Li Hongbo and Mu Zhenzhong exchanged a glance but remained silent.

Fang Jun is indeed cautious; it seems that these people are not simple at all.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the footsteps returned.

This time, the latch was pulled open with a "click," and half of the door was pushed open, revealing Fang Jun's face.

He was wearing a plain-colored hoodie. His gaze swept over Mu Zhenzhong and Li Hongbo, then looked at the people behind them, and finally said, "Sister Ye said to invite you inside to talk. The rest of you can stay here."

Mu Zhenzhong nodded, gave a wink to the guards behind him, and then followed Fang Jun inside with only Li Hongbo.

The courtyard was small, with a few pots of withered flowers and plants, and a pile of cardboard boxes in the corner, which looked like supplies.

After crossing the courtyard, I entered the living room of the small building. The light was dim, with only one LED light on.

The dim yellow light illuminated the small space, which was simply furnished with a square table, a few benches, and an old wooden cabinet in the corner, exuding simplicity.

"Sister Ye is on the second floor, I'll go call her." Fang Jun said, turning and walking towards the stairwell.

The stairs were made of wood, and they made a slight creaking sound when you stepped on them, which was especially clear in the quiet room.

Mu Zhenzhong stood in the center of the living room, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings without making a sound.

This place is so ordinary that it's hard to believe that powerful cultivators and a few superhumans live here.

But the more this was the case, the deeper his doubts became—those who could hide themselves so well in the murky waters of Xin'an City were often the most extraordinary.

Li Hongbo stood beside him, also looking around at the room's layout.

Soon, footsteps could be heard again on the stairs.

Besides Fang Jun, there was another person who came down this time.

Mu Zhenzhong and Li Hongbo looked up at the same time.

From the shadows at the top of the stairs, a very faint sound came first.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly stepped out, and a ray of moonlight shone through the second-floor window, falling on her shoulder and outlining her sharp features.

Ye Qiumian wore a moon-white long dress, her long hair loosely tied back with a plain silver hairpin, a few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, which made her face look even thinner.

Her eyebrows and eyes were very light, like a few strokes in a watercolor painting, but when she raised her eyes, they were surprisingly bright, with a kind of calmness that had long lived in the shadows, and a sharp edge that was not easy to detect, like a blade that had been tempered with cold light.

Mu Zhenzhong had met all sorts of people, from cunning and calculating like Wu Heshu to ruthless and vicious like Yu Zelun, but he had never met a woman like this before.

Despite his seemingly unassuming appearance, he stood there like a sword sheathed in its sheath, exuding a sharp edge even when still.

She walked down the stairs step by step, the wooden steps making no sound at all, as if she were stepping on flowing clouds rather than wood.

Upon reaching the first floor, her gaze calmly swept across the living room, first landing on Mu Zhenzhong, where it lingered for a moment.

He then turned to Li Hongbo, and finally gave a slight nod, which was considered a greeting.

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