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"Don't!" A furious roar echoed as Jiang Xing dashed towards Zhou, who was holding a ball of blazing flames. At that moment, Zhou managed to evade Jiang Xing's first charge, but with his identity exposed as an Ability User under True Spirit, how could he continue to dodge in front of someone like Jiang Xing, who had been around for many years? Just as he prepared to make a second evasive move, Jiang Xing's large hand slammed down onto Zhou's chest. Like a cannonball, Zhou's figure crashed against the wall behind him. The notebook in his hand had burned down to just a few remnants. Under the overwhelming pressure of Jiang Xing's spiritual power, the flames were extinguished, preserving the last fragments of the pages. However, all the earlier research on Gene Serum had been completely incinerated.
Looking at the remaining three or four scraps of paper, Jiang Xing slapped himself hard across the face. This negligence had resulted in an irretrievable tragedy. When he turned to Zhou, there was no emotion left in his eyes. It was his own feelings that had caused Zhou to burn such precious notes in front of him. An old man like Jiang Xing could not escape this issue, and now he had paid a heavy price for it.
However, just as Jiang Xing intended to help the collapsed Zhou up from the ground, he realized that Zhou had died at some point without him noticing, and his body was gradually stiffening. This was not a normal occurrence. If it had happened elsewhere, it might have been acceptable, but here in Huaxia—a country rich in Geomancers—this was particularly alarming. Most importantly, this was the Metaphysics Society, a gathering place for Geomancers. As the President, Jiang Xing immediately understood everything upon touching Zhou's body.
"Living Corpse! To prevent secrets from being revealed by the souls after death, they actually used a method to transfer into a Living Corpse! The person behind this is truly ruthless; they are so cruel even to their own people! Living Corpse! Living Corpse! It must be someone from Perfect World! Feng was right; there must be people from Perfect World behind the scenes of the Zodiac. What a pity about these precious notes; it seems we will have to see how much Feng remembers!" Jiang Xing punched the wall fiercely.
This night was destined to be sleepless. The Metaphysics Society faced internal treachery; precious notes were destroyed, and internationally, the Zodiac vanished overnight from this circle as if it had never existed. However, these two events had only just occurred a little over ten minutes ago; no one knew yet.
Meanwhile, at Golden House Courtyard, Xiao Yefeng and others were busy packing their belongings. Their rental period had long expired, but the people at Golden House Courtyard urged Xiao Yefeng and his companions to stay longer and even offered them Courtyard No. 3 as a gift, hoping they would reside there permanently. Unfortunately, Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi, along with Mei Mo'er, were destined not to live there any longer. Although many beautiful memories lingered in that place, it lacked the essence of home.
As they packed their luggage, Xiao Yefeng and Liu Yiyi returned only to find themselves in a situation reminiscent of when they first arrived here years ago—empty-handed. Aside from one set of clothes, they found nothing else in their wardrobes; several elegant suits had become unusable due to past battles. Facing an empty backpack now made Xiao Yefeng chuckle helplessly.
Coming with nothing and leaving with nothing; all they took away were memories! Picking up his backpack, Xiao Yefeng headed downstairs to the lobby but was stunned by what he saw!
Seven or eight large suitcases were piled at the entrance, and three burly men—either from Mei Family or Liu Family—were moving things outside. Seeing these muscular figures sweating profusely made Xiao Yefeng guess just how much they had moved moments ago.
Upon noticing Xiao Yefeng's arrival, the men nodded in greeting before continuing their work. When they saw that Xiao Yefeng carried only a meager backpack, they visibly relaxed.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng set down his backpack and sat on the sofa waiting for the Two Goddesses. The sofa faced a floor-to-ceiling window; several remaining hangers above indicated that this place had once been used for drying clothes. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng recalled when he first arrived here—the traps set by Mei Mo'er and the poison on her arrows; they were so careless that they didn’t even realize someone had taken pictures of them.
As Xiao Yefeng pondered, he realized that everything seemed to have started at a certain point. Over the past few years, he had encountered many members of the Mechanism Sect within the Metaphysics Society. However, everyone has their own heart; good and bad can be just a thought away. The changes in Huaxia over the years have been significant, and the dissipating Qi can no longer be reversed. Those ancient sects that once rejected the olive branch from the Metaphysics Society have now gravitated towards it.
Lost in these thoughts, he heard the sound of high heels clattering against wooden stairs behind him. Turning around, he saw Liu Yiyi and Mei Mo'er, the Two Goddesses. Unlike Beijing North, where heavy snow had already fallen, this southern region still enjoyed a warm climate. Thus, although the Two Goddesses were not dressed too lightly, they were not completely covered either.
Mei Mo'er wore a pink thin sweater paired with a knee-length skirt, looking as charming as ever. In contrast, the tall Liu Yiyi donned a snow-white trench coat that accentuated her elegance. However, their expressions were quite different; Liu Yiyi smiled like a white lotus blooming in winter, while Mei Mo'er appeared quite displeased, pouting with a frown etched between her brows.
Seeing this, Xiao Yefeng felt no surprise. After all, what if Mei Mo'er sought his help? He was well aware of the situation with the Mei Family. Mei Mo'er was unhappy because she had to return to the Mei Family after moving away from here. Once she returned, she would be bound by her family's expectations. At twenty-three or twenty-four years old, she was expected to gradually take over her family's responsibilities.
Moreover, Mei Baizhu had only one daughter. Although there was an adopted son, an accident a year ago caused issues in the crucial medical research sector managed by this adopted son. While he faced no punishment, he was destined not to inherit the true Mei Family legacy. Xiao Yefeng knew this adopted son well; his name was Yao Wei.
Upon first meeting Yao Wei, Xiao Yefeng sensed ambition radiating from him. Generally speaking, it is impossible for a businessman to progress without ambition; that was not an issue. However, the biggest problem was that Yao Wei was four years older than Mei Mo'er and at twenty-eight years old, he shone brightly like a star.
The romance between Mei Mo'er and Nangong Yu was evident to all and deeply affected Yao Wei. Xiao Yefeng had previously discussed this with Old Master Mei but could not delve deeper into the matters of the Mei Family since they were beyond his reach. Now that Mei Mo'er was returning to her family, she would have to take charge of everything—and most importantly, she was set to marry Nangong Yu!
This left Mei Mo'er feeling conflicted and transformed into a powder keg ready to explode at any moment. Xiao Yefeng did not wish to provoke her; although she would not lash out at him.
In contrast, Liu Yiyi's situation was much simpler. All matters concerning the Liu Family had been handed back to Liu Qing and his wife by Liu Yiyi. Following Xiao Yefeng's advice, the Liu Family had also scaled back their international ventures and focused on domestic affairs instead. Although this meant less profit for them, given the current international instability, for businessmen like them, breaking even was considered a success—thus they did not require Liu Yiyi's involvement.
"Come on, Mei Mo'er! It's just about taking over some work! You've done it before; just sign some papers and sit down!" Liu Yiyi urged.
"Sister Yi Yi, I really envy you! Aunt Qing and Uncle Mu actually gave up on their overseas business! You’re happy with Brother Xiao while I’m stuck here! How about you buy thirty percent of our Mei Family shares and come work with us?" Mei Mo'er pouted.
At that moment, Liu Yiyi replied directly: "Thirty percent? Then wouldn’t you just run off again and leave me with all the responsibilities?"
As the Two Goddesses were frolicking, the luggage had finally been moved, and three bodyguards arrived at the door. At that moment, Mei Mo'er pouted and said, "Let's donate all that luggage to charity! The money from the sale can go to the Hope Project!"
Her words left the bodyguards stunned. Why get rid of it so urgently? That was a whole truckload of luggage! They knew how heavy it was with all the things she had packed inside!
The three of them chuckled and got into Xiao Yefeng's Land Behemoth, kicking up dust as they left. Xiao Yefeng had already been persuaded by Liu Qing and Mu Ding to move to the Liu Family residence. It was a joke that Xiao Yefeng had vehemently refused, but how could he go against his girlfriend and his future mother-in-law's wishes?
Upon arriving at the Liu Family, Xiao Yefeng was immediately assigned by Liu Qing to stay in Liu Yiyi's room. After all, in Liu Qing's eyes, the two had already taken their relationship to the next level. Xiao Yefeng felt helpless about this arrangement, while Liu Yiyi felt more guilt than anything else. However, just as Xiao Yefeng sat on the edge of Liu Yiyi's bed, he felt a chill rush in through the open window.
With a "snap!" he caught a Paper Crane wrapped in ice crystals in his hand. Within the Golden Cyan spiritual energy, the crane struggled continuously until Xiao Yefeng crushed its icy armor.
"Brother Feng!" Liu Yiyi looked at the Paper Crane in Xiao Yefeng's hand with confusion. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng gestured for silence with his finger on his lips. He then opened his palm, and the crane soared into the air, circling around him before unfolding itself into a piece of fine script that appeared before him.
Having heard of Xiao Yefeng's reputation for a long time, the note read: In three days, I will host a banquet for my sister and several esteemed guests at Beijing North. I hope you can honor us with your presence!
The message was simple, but it ended with just one word: Jie.
Xiao Yefeng was taken aback. Jie had killed many members of the Metaphysics Society over the years using Church connections. Now he was appearing in China and specifically inviting people to a banquet at Beijing North—wasn't that just asking for trouble? What did this all mean?
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