Miss Riddler just wants to level up in peace.

Li Sushang said absentmindedly, "I've been trying to shake off Theresa."

"wrong."

"what is that?"

"—Deceiving one's teacher and disrespecting one's ancestors."

Volume 1: Chapter 162 The World at Night (Part 1)

"A fellow disciple of our grandmaster?"

Seeing Ziyao skillfully cut off several strands of her long hair from a distance with a piece of broken glass, Li Sushang almost lost her sight and bumped into the wall.

The Void Sword Technique?!

He would never make a mistake; judging from his level of proficiency, he's even better than her.

"In that case, I'm sorry, but I must take you with me."

?

Li Sushang not only didn't stop the car, but instead stomped on it, making Ziyao's words have the opposite effect.

A dilapidated van sped down the street, and pedestrians scrambled to make way for it.

He circled around several times, but still couldn't shake off Theresa.

Li Sushang had no choice but to drive into a deserted area, and taking advantage of a turn, she jumped out of the car with Ziyao.

Theresa didn't realize they were gone. When she saw the van slow down, she chased after it with all her might.

Little did they know, the car was already an empty shell.

In the attic of the rented apartment, Rita sat on the sofa, holding a local newspaper with recent news in her hand, but unfortunately, it didn't bring her any interesting stories.

Hearing slightly hurried footsteps coming from downstairs, Rita put down her newspaper and quietly reached for the weapon under the table.

"when---"

Without even knocking, Li Sushang pushed the door open and entered, with a figure that kept popping into her mind standing beside her.

"Eh....?"

Rita was stunned. She had only asked you to wander around the area and try your luck, but you actually caught it.

In a daze, Li Sushang tossed the girl into her arms.

Rita instinctively hugged him, a complex emotion welling up inside her, leaving her somewhat at a loss, unsure how to maintain the right distance.

"I've brought back the person you wanted. Remember to lend him to me later; I have something to ask him."

"Uh-huh."

Rita was still in shock when Li Sushang closed the door before leaving so as not to disturb their reunion.

"Long time no see, Rita... cough cough."

Because of her ample figure, Rita's embrace was both soft and warm, and she could also smell the delicate fragrance of orchids.

"Please have some tea. Excuse me, are you alright?"

She looked up and saw the other person looking at her gently.

It's not because she's anything special, but because Rita treats everyone the same way.

People who don't understand are easily misled, thinking they are special and developing unnecessary goodwill.

In the awkward distance between them, they gradually became disappointed and finally gave up.

Outside the window, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset painted the clouds red.

Rita poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to the girl with the utmost respect.

"What are you guys up to now?"

Sitting opposite Rita, holding a warm cup of hot tea, Ziyao said helplessly.

"His Excellency the Bishop's command."

"Too forceful, I don't like it."

"Your Excellency is very knowledgeable, and the Bishop wishes to learn from you."

The temperature was just right, neither astringent nor sour, with a delicate tea aroma that was almost imperceptible, and a hint of sweetness on the tip of the tongue.

"Give up, I have no intention of joining Destiny."

Taking a small sip of black tea, Ziyao declined.

Forcibly abducting people to negotiate terms is truly a characteristic of Destiny, though the World Serpent isn't much better.

"what happened?"

Rarely, Rita fell silent first.

In the past, she would have been able to constantly find topics and think of ways to get the other person to accept her ideas.

"Miss Zi, do you know me?"

After a long while, Rita suddenly asked.

“When we first met, you were not unfamiliar with me. Even though Rita is stupid, you could still tell that.”

"Rita is quite famous, one of the strongest Valkyries in Schicksal."

"You flatter me. I am far inferior to Miss Zi."

Recalling that snowy night, the fiery sword that seemed capable of burning everything, the girl could never be as fragile and simple as she appeared.

Rita wanted to ask the question that had been bothering her all day, but she didn't know how to bring it up.

After finally finding a suitable topic, I deliberately skipped it.

"Rita recently had a very strange dream, like the chirping of cicadas on a midsummer night, or the rotten axe handle in the deep forest, and it even corresponds to reality."

"You are very knowledgeable. May I ask why?"

Rita humbly asked for advice, her gaze subtly shifting away from Ziyao.

It's so similar, it's just a different hair color.

"It could be a coincidence; people might associate unfamiliar places with illusions and think they've been there before."

“…”

Rita fell silent once again.

He picked up the teapot and filled Ziyao's cup.

Have you ever had a similar dream?

Do you know a girl named Quan Bai?

Rita couldn't bring herself to ask the last question.

It wasn't about having any particular liking for her; it was simply to get some answers to my questions.

The door was kicked open again, and Theresa, carrying a cross, walked in.

"Release my advisor, Rita!"

After briefly subduing Li Sushang, Theresa rushed into the room.

After catching up with the empty car, she wandered around the area like a headless fly for a long time before finally finding this place.

"Please step back, Lady Li Sushang."

Rita shook her head, indicating that the fighting should cease.

“Now that Lady Theresa is here, Rita can’t very well ask her to stay, unless Lady Durandal is present.”

"Good to know, your chances of winning aren't high with so few people."

Theresa crossed her arms and said with displeasure, "As expected, it's Otto's trick again."

"You will understand the bishop's predicament sooner or later. In his position, there are too many things he has no choice but to do."

"Boom boom boom!"

Just then, there was a loud knock on the door.

The person who came was an old man with a hunched back and a white cloth on his head.

"Time's up! You bunch of outsiders, get out of here right now!"

The cane struck the door with a dull thud.

Outside the window, only half of the setting sun remained.

This is the attic that Rita has temporarily borrowed to monitor the Lawgiver of Knowledge. She has agreed to return it in the evening.

Not a second off, just as the agreed time arrived, the owner immediately came to chase them away, as if they were a calamity.

Once on the main street, the once bustling street suddenly became deserted, with only a handful of people walking briskly.

“I know that person.”

A car passed by in the distance, and Theresa recognized the person in the back seat.

She was a moderately well-known politician who had prayed to God because she was terminally ill. She should be in the hospital now, waiting to make her final arrangements...

"The newspapers publish every day how many people died last night, but they don't say the specific reasons."

Looking at the desolate streets, which resembled the chill of late autumn, Rita pondered.

Soon, they will be able to solve the mystery.

Passersby glanced at the women standing there dumbfounded, shook their heads, and looked at them with a hint of mockery.

"Gentlemen, it's getting dark soon. Aren't you going to hide?"

A kind person spoke up to remind them.

What will happen tonight?

"Rita asked."

The man didn't answer and hurriedly left.