After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

"I'm very..." Before he could finish the word "good," Fang Yingjie's eyes widened suddenly. "What?" "It's that Steward Ouyang from earlier." Tang Li pointed and gestured, and all of Steward Ouyang and the others' carefully planned schemes were exposed to the young sect leader.

"They've laced the incense I brought with it with a hypnotic substance, enough to make you fall into a deep sleep tonight. They've also arranged for 'Sand,' supposedly one of the four greatest assassins in the martial arts world, to take your life at midnight."

Fang Yingjie frowned, but he wasn't overly alarmed when he heard that someone wanted to kill him.

He extinguished the incense with a flick of his finger, then fell into thought: "To take my life here, the person behind it probably not only wants me dead, but also wants to scheme against both the Iron Calculation Sect and the 'Jie Bailing' sect at the same time."

"If the two sects go to war, they will be able to reap the benefits..." Fang Yingjie murmured some names that Tang Li had never heard of before, "Tiancang Sect, Xijiang Escort Agency, Hundred Swords Sect... I wonder who is stirring up trouble in the middle."

Besides Steward Ouyang, there was another man waiting in the cell for the release. Tang Li described the man's appearance to Fang Yingjie without much hope, and sure enough, this high-ranking young sect leader had no recollection of him.

"I'm afraid only by finding the elder who orchestrated their actions can we find new clues." Fang Yingjie sighed, rubbing his temples wearily. "You did the right thing. At this crucial juncture, it's crucial not to alert them."

He had long known that work was never-ending, always appearing one after another, day and night. Diplomatic missions were the young sect leader's job, but couldn't preparing for assassinations also be considered his overtime work?

It's just overtime.

Fang Yingjie composed himself. "I do know this 'Sand' you mentioned. His name is legendary in the martial arts world, but he's recently disappeared without a trace."

"I never imagined I'd be imprisoned in 'Jie Bailing,' and that my wife and children would be used against me."

"This man is exceptionally skilled," Fang Yingjie said, looking towards the door with a hint of worry in his eyes. "The guards I brought with me this time are no match for him."

"That's alright," Tang Li said optimistically. "I'm going to tell the higher-ups at 'Jie Bailing' about this. You can just pretend you don't know anything. 'Jie Bailing' will only be more determined to kill these people than you are."

Fang Yingjie finally relaxed his brow and sighed, "Very well, since Han Zhou is in the 'Jie Bai Ling' battle anyway, it's only right that he deal with that 'sand'."

Tang Li's curiosity was piqued, and she nudged Fang Yingjie's arm, signaling him to elaborate: "Could Han Zhou defeat 'Sand'?"

That "sand" sounds like someone of great importance. Han Zhou is just a teenager, so how come Fang Yingjie is so sure that he can fight him?

Fang Yingjie said helplessly, "You didn't even know... Han Zhou was also one of the four great assassins of the martial arts world."

Tang Li stared wide-eyed in surprise and couldn't help but exclaim "Whoa!"

—If she doesn't become his disciple and instead becomes a servant, wouldn't that be a huge loss for her?

the other side.

The people the players were discussing were also talking about similar topics.

"The person I want you to kill is one of the four great assassins in the martial arts world, just like you," Jun Wenzhi said coldly.

Han Zhou raised an eyebrow dismissively, and in an instant he had already guessed who he was talking about.

"Sand?" he asked. "You've finally found a clue to him?"

"I have an appointment with him to meet at Fengman Restaurant at midnight tonight," Jun Wenzhi sneered. "Of the four great assassins, only the two of you have never fought each other. Does Instructor Han dare to challenge him?"

"While I am the one with a blood feud with 'Sand,' Han Zhou, as far as I know, your sword also yearns to drink the blood of a master, and you too long to spar with such a master."

Han Zhou casually raised his eyelids: "'Sand' has retired from the martial world since he got married and had children. You have the nerve to expect him to obediently keep the appointment?"

"I captured his wife and children!" Jun Wenzhi sneered, making no attempt to hide the sinister look on his face. "They're currently hiding in a secret room in that restaurant."

The "sand" will come even if it doesn't want to.

Han Zhou paused slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips: "You have quite the nerve."

He truly had no idea that Jun Wenzhi possessed such abilities.

"Very well," Han Zhou said softly, stroking the scabbard at his waist, "In that case, I will go with you."

He wanted to see whether what Jun Wenzhi said was true or false.

About 70% is true.

What exactly is he up to behind that facade?

When Jun asked him to lead the way, a smug smile quickly crossed his lips as he turned away.

—The plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain has succeeded.

Therefore, he failed to notice...

At that moment, a huge shadow swept past behind the two of them.

Meanwhile, the players are still on the move.

Tang Li didn't talk much with Fang Yingjie; she was still tasked with informing Han Zhou.

After leaving the room, she looked around and, sure enough, Steward Ouyang had already left. She breathed a sigh of relief, quickly determined her direction, and hurried towards Han Zhou's courtyard.

Tang Li felt her legs were sore and weak from running, and at that moment, she longed to own a decent bicycle.

However, when she finally arrived at her destination, all she saw inside was Liu Lang, who was shouting and yelling as he lifted weights.

Tang Li was too lazy to engage in pleasantries with him: "Where is Instructor Han?"

Liu Lang stared at her warily: "What do you want with Coach Han?"

Just by looking at his wary yet bewildered eyes, Tang Li knew that Han Zhou was not in his courtyard at all.

Tsk.

Suppressing her frustration, she patiently asked again, "After Coach Han went to the banquet, he never came back?"

Liu Lang's eyes widened like saucers: "What? Instructor Han went to a banquet? What banquet?!"

Tang Li: ...

You really embarrass the gaming community.

She gave a perfunctory reply, turned and left, leaving Liu Lang still full of suspicion in the courtyard.

The world is vast and boundless. Tang Li left Han Zhou's courtyard, looked up at the starry and exceptionally clear night sky, and felt utterly exhausted, wishing she could just collapse there and take a nap.

—Where are you, King Zhou of Han?

Tang Li was grumbling and browsing the tracking tools in the live-streaming store, about to place an order, when she suddenly stopped.

No, even if she used the props to find Han Zhou, it would be difficult for her to explain to him how she found him.

But I can't leave my teammate's life unattended.

Fang Yingjie! Do you know how much risk I took for you?

After hesitating for a while, Tang Li still bought a tracking bracelet, trying to figure out Han Zhou's approximate location.

This test was no small feat: the traction force transmitted from the bracelet was extremely weak.

This can only mean one thing: Han Zhou, though seemingly quiet, has already run far away from her. Judging by the distance, he has most likely already left the sect.

It's highly likely that after the banquet, he went back to the city where they first met.

Now, Tang Li squatted down in frustration, wishing she were a naive mushroom. Even if she had a bicycle now, she wouldn't be able to catch up.

Where can I find a mount? Tang Li stared at the ground, lost in thought.

Or should I go back to Han Zhou's courtyard and trick Liu Lang into going with me? And then persuade him to buy the most expensive speed-up items from the shop?

still is……

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of a heartbeat.

A numbing, cold sensation, like being electrocuted, suddenly spread from the back of my neck down my spine.

Before reason could detect anything amiss, intuition had already awakened the fine hairs on the skin.

Tang Li suddenly stiffened. Then her brain began to check each sensation one by one: touch was normal, smell was normal, hearing was normal, vision…

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, illuminating everything brightly and casting a uniform silvery glow on the ground.

Until this very moment.

A huge shadow suddenly swept over her.

...What is it?

What is it that is hovering above her?