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"Senior..."

Cui Shi'an hurriedly called out to Song Zhiya.

But he found that she was looking at him with a puzzled expression, seemingly unable to see the terrifying presence that was so close at hand.

"Shi An? You look terrible, what's wrong?" Song Zhiya asked with concern.

No time to explain!

Cui Shi'an grabbed her wrist, his voice trembling with fear:

"Run! Run!"

He grabbed the bewildered Song Zhiya and ran wildly down the mountain path. The wind whistled in their ears, and their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests.

However, no matter how fast he ran, or how much superhuman strength he had gained from the car accident, that cold voice always followed him closely, slowly and deliberately sounding behind him:

"Why struggle? Come with me to a better place."

Cui Shi'an ignored him and continued to drag Song Zhiya along as they ran.

The latter's wrist ached from being gripped so tightly. Suddenly, she forcefully shook off his hand and asked in surprise and anxiety:

"What's wrong with you?! Why did you suddenly run away?!"

The moment she stopped, the black figure appeared silently in the middle of the path ahead, blocking her way.

Beneath the top hat, two lifeless eyes seemed to be coldly fixed on Choi Si-an.

"Senior, you go first! Run down this road and don't look back!" Cui Shi'an's face was pale.

Then, to Song Zhiya's astonishment, he plunged headfirst into the dense forest beside them, where it was pitch black.

"Shi An!!" Song Zhiya's shouts echoed through the mountains, but received no response.

She looked at the deep woods, completely bewildered as to what had happened.

But within the dense forest, Cui Shi'an's desperate escape had only just begun.

The well-dressed messenger, like the most patient hunter, took a step forward and instantly closed the distance, his cold voice whispering in the forest:

"Still going to resist?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Shi'an felt as if he had crashed into an invisible wall and was bounced back heavily, falling flat on his backside in the mud.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a good place." The man in the top hat followed closely, his leather shoes making no sound as they trod on the leaf-strewn ground.

He stopped in front of Cui Shi'an, and slowly extended a hand to press down on the top of his head:

"Where you should go."

Cui Shi'an's face turned pale, and he suddenly got up and rammed into the other person, I don't know where he got the courage!

Then, taking advantage of the opponent's stagger and backward, he took the opportunity to run away at full speed!

The man was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting that the dead man in front of him could actually shake him.

Then, a look of realization dawned on his face: "So someone was covering for us?"

Just a few seconds later, Cui Shi'an was caught up again. At this moment, he had no other choice but to pray silently in his heart, hoping that the young messenger would come to save him as soon as possible.

Whether it was the prayer that worked or not, just as the other person pressed their hand to his head for the second time, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out in the forest:

"Envoy Jin, this seems to be my territory, doesn't it?"

Then, a young female messenger in a black dress appeared like a ghost and stood between the two.

At this moment, Cui Shi'an was so excited that he almost burst into tears. This auntie came just in time!

The man in the top hat withdrew his hand, straightened up, and looked silently at the young envoy. He then glanced at Cui Shi'an hiding behind her and said calmly:

"I will report this matter truthfully."

The young female messenger frowned slightly, but said nothing, letting the man turn and leave.

Cui Shi'an nervously swallowed and got up from the ground:

"He said he'd report it? Aren't you going to kill him?"

His response was a huge eye roll:

"Hey, didn't I tell you not to leave the north of the city?"

Cui Shi'an was completely bewildered: "This is the North City District..."

"Did you reach the top of the mountain?"

"Isn't the mountaintop also part of the North City District?"

"That's the boundary between the three districts!" The young female envoy glared at him, her teeth itching with anger. "How dare you, a foreigner, run around like this without even knowing the administrative districts?!"

Only after she reminded him did Choi Si-an realize that Bukhansan was the dividing line between several districts.

"Who was that just now...?"

"The Golden Messenger of Jongno District."

"He just said he was going to report it..." Cui Shi'an cautiously pointed to the sky: "Is it going to be reported to...?"

The girl shook her head: "It's not that high yet."

"Then...am I in danger?"

"Now you're starting to worry? If you know you're afraid, how come you're still so bold?" The young messenger was both annoyed and amused.

"If I had arrived a moment later, you would be nothing but an empty shell today."

"There are some special circumstances..." Cui Shi'an forced a harmless, simple smile.

The young female messenger shook her head, speechless, and then carefully circled him, examining him intently.

"Your sister told me that when you died in your previous life, no messenger dared to guide you. How come I didn't notice anything special about you?"

Cui Shi'an's heart skipped a beat: "Was I that powerful in my past life?"

"So you need to recover your memories quickly, right? I can't always be the one protecting you, can I? Or do you really want to stay in the North District forever and never leave?"

"But I really can't find that girl... Could you... do me another favor..."

"Stop!" The girl's face moved closer, her cheeks icy, her pupils radiating a blood-red chill.

"I'm not an omniscient and omnipotent god, so there are some things you'll have to figure out for yourself, okay?!"

Startled by her words, Cui Shi'an felt his legs tremble slightly and hurriedly nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Alright, as a reward for saving you today, I want ten million as payment. The amount will be deducted from the thirty million."

"...So expensive?" Cui Shi'an clicked his tongue, not expecting that the other party was still trying to extort him at this time.

The girl immediately retorted, "Your life is only worth ten million? Don't you feel insulted?"

"No! Besides... I think it was around forty million?"

"I never agreed to a 40/60 split!" The girl turned and walked out of the woods.

Cui Shi'an hurriedly followed, but couldn't help complaining, "Does my sister know you're ripping me off like this?"

"Ha, how shameless, bringing up the sister you can't remember again."

The two arrived at the foot of the mountain one after the other, but to Cui Shi'an's surprise, Song Zhiya did not leave. Instead, she anxiously looked around at the entrance.

"Senior!"

Cui Shi'an hurriedly went to greet him.

"Shi'an!" Song Zhiya was extremely anxious, grabbing his hand and looking him up and down. "What happened to you just now? You scared me to death! Why did you run away?"

Just as Cui Shi'an was about to answer, Song Zhiya's gaze fell on what was behind him, her eyes revealing a hint of doubt: "Who is this...?"

Cui Shi'an was startled and subconsciously turned around to look, only to find the young female envoy standing to the side with an awkward smile.

"Senior, can you...see her?"