Excessive ferocity due to caution

After leaving the mental world, Zhao Yi clearly realized that something was wrong with his condition.

Fortunately, the impact is not yet severe.

He can still hold on.

Three days later.

The warehouse ghost called:

"Master, Chang Yu wants to see you."

Zhao Yi asked:

Who is Chang Yu?

Warehouse Ghost:

"Clark and Leah's ally, that unassuming young man."

Zhao Yi raised an eyebrow:

"Is he alone?"

On the other end of the phone, the warehouse ghost nodded and said:

He was alone.

Zhao Yi grinned:

"Okay...I'll see him."

After a brief silence, the warehouse ghost spoke again:

"Master..."

"Chang Yu chose a strange time for this meeting."

"It was at two in the morning."

Zhao Yi lay down on Chris's lap with his eyes closed, enjoying Chris's head massage.

"This is such an underworld time..."

"It seems that Chang Yu came out to see me this time... behind the backs of his two allies."

"Make some arrangements to keep this meeting as discreet as possible."

Hang up.

Chris said slowly:

"I noticed they all walked in the same way before, stepping out with their left foot and swinging their right hand at the same time. One of them said it, and the other two never argued back. I thought they were conjoined triplets..."

"It seems their relationship isn't that great after all..."

Zhao Yi's lips curled into a slight smile:

No relationship is guaranteed to be strong.

"Whether it's deep affection or huge profits."

Chris licked her red lips, her tone sly:

"Master, what about us?"

Zhao Yi reached out and stroked her warm cheek, his voice gentle:

"You are such a unique being..."

"It would be such a waste if it were reduced to a mere, unremarkable skeleton..."

"Perhaps I should preserve your body and soul as specimens?"

Chris shivered and immediately withdrew her seductive demeanor.

...

Night falls.

In an elegantly lit teahouse, Zhao Yi and Chang Yu sat on the edge of the outer bridge on the third floor, enjoying tea while feeling the hazy night breeze.

"Why did you come to see me behind your friend's back?"

Chang Yu's dazed gaze fell on Chris's long, black-stockinged legs, which shimmered slightly beneath her cheongsam, as she served him. His words carried a hint of flirtation:

"Because of distrust."

Zhao smiled and took a small sip of light tea.

"Distrust what?"

Chang Yu reluctantly shifted his gaze from Chris to Su Qingyao, a woman with a cool and aloof demeanor and classical beauty.

The two women had vastly different temperaments, yet they were equally respectful towards Zhao Yi.

Respectful... but also tinged with fear.

With a sigh, Chang Yu said:

"Mr. Zhao... how can two tigers share one mountain?"

"Besides, we already have three tigers."

"The inner city is different from the outer city, and the interests involved are difficult to quantify with numbers."

"Under such circumstances, who would really be willing to share such a large piece of the pie with others?"

Zhao Yi crossed his legs, and starlight fell into the cup, making it glow slightly.

"What do you want from me?"

Chang Yu:

"I want power."

Zhao Yi yawned:

"I can't give you that."

Chang Yu said seriously:

"This thing...only you can give it to me."

Zhao paused for a moment, then chuckled:

How do you know?

Chang Yu:

"Intuition and vision."

"I have always trusted my intuition and judgment."

"Someone like you dares to hand over your ID card to us. Either the ID card is faulty, or you've set us up."

Zhao Yi and Chang Yu stared at each other for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed:

"You're really good at hiding things."

"I initially thought you were just Leah's lackey, but I never imagined you were the most terrifying person there..."

Chang Yu's expression was slightly stiff, but he sincerely praised:

"The word 'terrifying' shouldn't be used to describe me at all. In fact, in my eyes, you're the most terrifying person..."

"In all these years that Hell Game has been running, I've never heard of, nor have I ever seen, a player as skilled as you recorded on the forums!"

"To have reached this level and strength in such a short time, clearing dungeons is like a vacation for him, and he's even gotten involved with the church..."

"Perhaps, in the future you can choose a time to record your experiences, write them into a book, and put it on the Eternal Night Forum for players. I believe countless players will read it."

Zhao Yi took out a cigarette case from his pocket.

He took out a cigarette and slowly lit it.

The embers of a cigarette butt resembled shooting stars streaking across the sky.

"Stop your flattery, Mr. Chang Yu."

"Since you know what kind of person I am, you shouldn't come to me... asking for power."

Chang Yu gripped the teacup tightly.

I want to try my best.

Even if it comes at a price...

"Anyway, it makes no difference to Mr. Zhao, who is the mastermind behind it all, does it?"

Zhao Yi gazed at the scenery in the distance.

Smoke drifted from fingertips, occasionally scattering ashes.

He didn't speak, and Chang Yu didn't ask any more questions.

Drink tea.

Smoking.

A breeze.

Only after the cigarette in his hand had burned out did Zhao Yi slowly stick the cigarette butt into Chris's thigh.

Nourishes—

The cigarette butt went out.

A hole was burned into the thin black stockings, and a brand mark appeared on the snow-white skin behind them.

Chris didn't even frown.

His expression held a hint of excitement.

It was as if she considered it a gift.

"It depends on your performance."

Zhao stood up and straightened his clothes.

Then, escorted by the two women, he left without looking back.

Chang Yu's grip on the teacup suddenly loosened.

He tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp.

His gaze was as cold as frost.

"Leya..."

PS: Second update.

My darlings! Get some rest!

Goodnight!