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I listened with amusement as Lü Ju and Jin Ling argued outside the door, then rubbed my forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "Ru Ying, tell him about the clothing styles I told you about last time. That idiot, he'll bother me all the time."

A smile appeared on Ying's cool face. "Okay."

Jin San smiled broadly, "Boss, your performance today has basically stabilized the situation. All the bookmakers we arranged have closed their bets, and with the hype from the story we created recently, almost everyone in the capital is now involved in this gamble. Whether they bet on Mo Yu or on you, Boss, they've all lost. After today, everyone agrees that you two are equally brilliant, neck and neck. We've got a winning hand. This round alone will probably net us hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. Boss, you're truly amazing at everything you do!"

I was stunned. Hundreds of thousands of taels? My God, I never imagined there would be so much!

hey-hey.

"Okay, that's good." I smiled and asked, "By the way, how is Chu Yanlou doing?"

"Since this morning, that Chu Xiang has been expelled from Chu Yan Lou. Now, a guy named Li Yuan is in charge. However, Li Yuan is good at flattering, but he's really not good at managing business. We sent people to disrupt the place twice a day, and he's so scared that his legs are weak. Chu Yan Lou is still closed and dares not open. We were just about to ask the gang leader what to do next?"

"Go a few more times, and we'll let them off the hook after a few days. After all, it's run by a government official; let's give them some face. What about Chu Xiang?"

The key issue is Chu Xiang. He dared to hire assassins to kill me; how could he not pay a price?

“He’s now homeless, and nowhere dares to take him in. Before, there were quite a few small gangs around Huaicheng, and petty thugs had a place to stay. Now all the gangs are under the leadership of their leaders, and Chu Xiangji is getting beaten up wherever he goes. I think he might have to leave Huaicheng before tomorrow,” Jin San sneered.

"Hmm." I nodded in satisfaction, smiling broadly.

"By the way, Kim San, I need you to help me find someone. I don't know who he is or whether he's here. Just pass the word down and tell the brothers to keep an eye out."

"Please give your orders, Master."

I picked up my pen, and Ziru carefully smoothed the rice paper on the table.

Biting her lip, a handsome man with a slightly roguish, spoiled, and arrogant air slowly emerged from the paper.

I wonder if he's in this time and space right now?

Chapter 69 Demon Soup

Autumn colors adorn the paulownia trees, and the moonlit night is filled with clear light.

I reached out and pushed open the window. The orange light from inside spilled onto the ancient trees outside, casting flickering halos. In this capital of the Heavenly Journey Kingdom, the sounds of slumber filled the air. Silence pervaded the surroundings.

A gurgling sound came from behind me.

I turned around and looked at the darkness that had appeared out of nowhere, without any surprise. He was smiling contentedly as he put down the white porcelain pot in his hand. With a flick of his red tongue, he licked back a drop of water that had remained on his lips.

"Little Yan'er, your cooking skills are getting better and better! The demon soup you made is really delicious."

"It tastes good, doesn't it, Master? I specially asked Jin San to find this. It's a mixture of the most potent poisons in this time and space. I stirred it first, then let it sit until all the toxicities were completely combined and at their peak effect before putting it in the pot. And it's boiled over high heat, so not a single toxin is lost. I spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen making this demon soup." I said with a smile.

The master, his mouth watering at the sight, flipped the porcelain pot over again and licked away the last drop of demonic soup from the spout.

"That's all?" He looked annoyed. "I haven't even had a drop."

"Alright, Master, don't you understand the saying 'less is more'? If you get tired of it all at once, there won't be anything good to drink next time."

"Master will never tire of Xiao Yan'er's demon soup. Xiao Yan'er, you're the best. Shall we cook another pot?" Master looked at me ingratiatingly.

I glared at my master.

"Do you still want to drink the demon soup in the future, Master?" I asked with a sweet smile, but my eyes were full of threat.

If it weren't for the fact that you seem a bit out of sorts since arriving in this time and space, I wouldn't have bothered making you the demon soup. And you dare complain it's not enough? Hmm?

My master looked at me with a long, mournful expression, but had no choice but to pout her cherry-red lips and say in a wronged tone, "Fine, if you don't want to cook, then don't cook. Why do you always threaten me?"

"Master, have you found a way?"

My master lazily lay down on my bed, propped his hands behind his head, and glanced at me sideways with his long eyes: "No."

"So what have you been playing lately?"

"Xiao Yan'er is making money, and I'm just fueling it."

The master chuckled softly.

I curled my lip. Pshaw, that sounds nice, but it's more like they're playing their own "killer game."

I casually tossed something to my master: "Master, I drew a picture of the dead guy who pushed me down. I've already had my men investigate. You should also use your position to investigate and see if there's anyone in this timeline who looks like that dead guy."

"You mean you're afraid he might also travel through time?" Master looked at me amusedly: "Even if he does travel through time, it doesn't necessarily mean his body will be the one that travels through time."

That's true, but I was just doing this as a precaution.

If it weren't for that irresponsible monster who only cared about having fun, would I need to think so much?

I stared at my master, dumbfounded.

My master shrank back under my vehemently protesting gaze, touched his nose, and chuckled sheepishly: "Alright, I'll definitely find out for you, okay? Don't be angry."

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Chapter 70 The First Beauty

"Master, I've heard that the world's number one assassin, Dark Night, is actually very high-profile. He comes and goes without a trace, and he has his own rules for doing things. For example, he would never take on a small job like the assassination attempt you made on me last time. You've been living in his body for these past few days, and without a doubt, given your personality, you must have been having so much fun that you forgot everything and have already broken all his rules. Won't he notice something's wrong? What would happen if he knew that a monster was living in his body?" I asked curiously.

Stunned, enraged, mentally unstable, or simply committing suicide?

The master chuckled softly, looking utterly innocent. "I don't know, or rather, I'd like to know too."