Divine Palace Windflowers

Feng Yue really wasn’t a coward, but what happened last night was just too terrifying.

If Zhang Que had simply killed those bad guys outright, Feng Yue wouldn’t be this scared.

But he didn’t.

He literally tore off one man’s arm, just like pulling a chicken wing off a roast chicken.

Feng Yue immediately regretted going down to check things out.

“It’s okay. I told you before, he’s an assassin—a ruthless killer,” Xu Mu gently patted Feng Yue’s back. “But don’t worry, his target isn’t you.”

“But even so, I’m still scared. What if one day he gets drunk and comes after me?” Feng Yue sighed.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t stay here at night. Just go home after work like everyone else.”

Xu Mu had no better solution. He couldn’t stay here guarding her every night.

Besides, right now, he wasn’t a match for Zhang Que.

“Oh right, I was so scared I forgot the important stuff,” Feng Yue said, pulling Xu Mu to sit down on the sofa. “Those three who came looking for me last night—they were sent by the Chai family.”

Xu Mu nodded silently.

It seemed that Miao He hadn’t lied to him after all; the assassin was indeed hired by the Chai family.

“This isn’t good,” Xu Mu muttered under his breath.

He recalled what Yun Wu had said last time: organizations like these always try to maximize their success rates when it comes to qualifications.

Those few “killers with punk hairstyles” had been soundly defeated last time. Maybe Miao He would step in to help.

If that’s the case, Feng Yue staying at the company would be the safest option.

“Boss, what’s wrong?” Feng Yue asked.

“You stay here today and wait. I have some things to take care of,” Xu Mu said, then turned and left.

He was going to find Miao He and make it clear that the person they were after this time was his friend.

Miao He was not Yun Wu.

Xu Mu tolerated Yun Wu because she was a good person who had done many good deeds.

But he knew nothing about Miao He. If she insisted on going after Feng Yue, he wouldn’t hold back.

Leaving the office, Xu Mu took the stairs down toward the main entrance.

Hands in his pockets, he planned to visit the Yangshan villa again to find Miao He.

When he reached the company’s front door, he was surprised to see a woman standing there.

There weren’t many people who could catch Xu Mu’s eye like this.

She was wearing a white dress, delicate and stunningly beautiful, giving off an aura of freshness and elegance.

Her skin was like jade, her eyes clear and pure like a crystal spring.

Her long black hair cascaded like a waterfall, with a few strands tied with dark red ribbons.

This woman was standing at the company entrance, chatting with Zhang Que.

Xu Mu used his Divine Eye to observe them, and from their conversation, it was clear they knew each other.

Anyone who knew Zhang Que must not be ordinary.

Name: Miyako Fuka

Role: Priestess of the Divine Society, heir to the Divine Swordsmanship style, heroine of “Dragon King’s Arrival”

Favorability: 0

Destiny Level: 9 (max level 10)

Wow.

Xu Mu sighed inwardly. No wonder she was part of the Dragon King’s harem—there were even people from the island nation.

And judging from her profile, this woman’s strength was definitely not to be underestimated.

What surprised him even more was why Miyako Fuka knew Zhang Que.

Could it be that Zhang Que had joined an organization from that island nation?

Xu Mu shook his head. That was unlikely, since Zhang Que’s profile still listed him as a farmer.

Perhaps it was because they had worked together before—after all, she was a notorious villain.

Xu Mu had already arrived outside the main gate.

Miyako Fuka glanced at Xu Mu, then placed her hands in front of her, gave Zhang Que a slight nod, and turned to leave.

She headed toward a Lexus LM parked in the distance and took a seat in the back.

The car quickly drove past Xu Mu.

Xu Mu looked at Zhang Que and asked with a smile, “Japanese?”

“You could tell just from that?” Zhang Que asked, puffing on his cigarette.

“I guessed,” Xu Mu replied with a grin.

“Interested? I can set you up,” Zhang Que said with a wide smile.

“I’m already married,” Xu Mu waved his hand and started to walk away.

He wondered if this woman had ever met Ye Chen.

If not, he seriously considered cutting in halfway.

He didn’t need to win her over—just making sure she and Ye Chen missed their chance would be enough.

According to the system’s briefing, these people with high Destiny levels...

If they interacted with the protagonist, admired, liked, or respected him, it would boost the protagonist’s Destiny power to a new height.

If Xu Mu intercepted them first, he could block the protagonist’s further advancement.

“Forget it, I won’t bother with her for now,” Xu Mu shook his head and got into his car, heading off to find Miao He.

Right now, the most important thing was the people around him.

Feng Yue was his person, and he had to make sure she was safe first.

……

Yangshan Villa.

Xu Mu rushed here without stopping. Arriving at the villa where Miao He was supposed to be, he used his perception and found she wasn’t there.

However, in the neighboring villa, there were a few “Shamate” types.

Since they lived together, they were obviously part of the same gang.

Xu Mu pressed the doorbell of the villa on the left, and soon a yellow-haired guy with a peacock hairstyle came out.

“Who are you looking for?” the yellow-haired guy asked as he approached.

“I’m looking for your second-in-command. I’m a friend of hers,” Xu Mu said.

“What are you? You don’t fit in here, and you dare claim to be the second-in-command’s friend?” the yellow-haired guy snarled, pointing at Xu Mu.

Without wasting words, Xu Mu raised his hand and unleashed his internal energy.

His strength wasn’t overwhelming—just enough to make the yellow-haired guy’s body tremble and stumble back five or six steps.

The yellow-haired guy’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Internal energy!”

“Don’t get nervous. Call her now and tell her to come back,” Xu Mu said calmly. “If you don’t, I’ll kill you. Then it’ll be too late to be nervous.”

Hearing this, the yellow-haired guy immediately took out his phone and dialed.

Then, he came up to Xu Mu, scratching his head. “Boss, our second-in-command is coming right away.”

Xu Mu nodded and waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, a Wuling Hongguang van pulled up in front of him.

The door opened, revealing a pair of long, straight legs first.

Miao He was dressed just as she had been yesterday—white blouse on top, denim shorts below.

“I guessed it was you looking for me. So? Are you ready to cooperate?” Miao He approached Xu Mu, her expression calm.

“No, this time I’m here to save your life.”

Xu Mu stood with his hands in his pockets, glancing at Miao He. "I already know about your assassin mission this time. The target just so happens to be my friend."

Miao He’s brows furrowed slightly at this.

"I understand your organization ensures a high success rate for missions based on qualifications. After yesterday’s failure, today’s assassination falls to you, right?" Xu Mu asked, his gaze fixed on Miao He.

"It’s not me. It’s Third Leader Qing Shang. This time, the mission was assigned to one of his subordinates," Miao He replied, her eyes narrowing little by little. "You want to kill him?"

"If he dares to lay a hand on my people, I’ll make sure he dies. That’s a simple logic," Xu Mu said, his voice cold and sharp as ice.

"Fine, do as you wish. I don’t have a good relationship with him anyway," Miao He said, her expression indifferent.

Xu Mu was a bit surprised to hear that. It seemed the Zang Ai family wasn’t as united as he thought.

"What were you up to just now?" Xu Mu asked. "Did you go to the ruins?"

"No. I’m planning to go to the Chai family. Today, they’re hosting some guests, including members of our Zang Ai family," Miao He explained.

Xu Mu’s expression suddenly changed. Fang Chu was most likely at the Chai residence.

If Miao He met him there, sparks might fly. He decided to follow along.

He needed to prevent any unfolding drama between Fang Chu and Miao He.