Chapter : 44

To say he was being held wasn't entirely correct.

The man was pinching the scruff of his neck with one hand and supporting his bottom with the other.

His technique for holding a cat was very skilled, giving him no chance to escape at all.

Yan Yunqing opened his mouth, only to hear the man's cold voice, "If you dare bite me, I'll pull out all your teeth."

Yan Yunqing: ...This person really abuses cats!

Yan Yunqing awkwardly retracted his teeth.

He wanted to bite down for real, since cats couldn't understand human speech, but this man's aura was too terrifying.

He was worried that if he bit down, his teeth would really be pulled out.

Forget it, it's better to find an opportunity to change his identity and get out.

Let's deal with this person for now.

Being carried around, Yan Yunqing watched this group of masked men quickly deal with all the guards.

He then heard them send people to deal with the demonic beasts stored here.

So the target of these people was that group of demonic beasts?

Could this 'Blood Mist' be a vigilante organization from another world?

Right, last time when he turned into a cat to listen to those washerwomen, they seemed to say that these people had bombed the auction house because the auction house had kidnapped their companions and sold them as slaves?

Good grief, are they the Avengers?

Being held by the man all the time, Yan Yunqing actually got a little used to the suppression from his bloodline.

He began to secretly eavesdrop on the conversations of the people from 'Blood Mist'.

He still had an investigation quest to do. Wasn't this a perfect opportunity?

It would be a great loss not to eavesdrop on some information!

Yan Yunqing wagged his tail, his ears perked up straight, carefully distinguishing useful information from the snippets of conversation of those people.

It was unknown if it was because this man was present, but these members of 'Blood Mist' didn't talk much nonsense.

Each one was more hardworking and more taciturn than the last.

Not a single piece of information was revealed.

Yan Yunqing looked at the man with his small eyes, complaining in his heart:

You're already the boss.

Do you still have to personally supervise the dealing with of these small fries?

How untrusting are you?

Sensing the gaze, the man glanced at the little black cat.

Seeing a hint of disdain in those dark red eyes, his eyelids twitched.

When he looked carefully again, there was no flaw.

The little black cat's dark red eyes were incomparably clear, so cute that it made people want to hug it and take a deep breath.

With a chuckle, the man stroked the glossy and smooth fur, and loosened his grip on the little black cat a little.

"Boss!" Suddenly, a person ran over in a hurry and whispered to the man, "The information was wrong.

The demonic beasts transported here are all below level twenty.

That batch of high-level demonic beasts is not here at all!"

"Tsk." Hearing this news, the man's expression clearly darkened.

"It seems we've been deceived."

"...And all the guards here are small fry, not a single elite.

This should be a shield deliberately set up by those people."

The man frowned. Yan Yunqing, in his hands, heard this entire conversation and his heart sank:

To be able to lure the people of 'Blood Mist' here, and even pretend to arrange a group of small fry for them to fight, this is clearly a trap!

No, he had to escape quickly. If he didn't run now, he would be implicated!

The man seemed to have thought of this as well.

He glanced at the few people who were still busy and said in a deep voice: "Drop what you're doing now and retreat immediately."

"Eh?" The masked man who reported was stunned for a moment, "Retreat, but we haven't dealt with those demonic beasts yet..."

"Don't worry about that anymore, just go." The man strode out, holding the cat.

"This is a trap. Those people deliberately waited for us to run in..."

Before the man could finish his sentence, several wails came from the depths of the passage.

At the same time, the ground shook again, and several magic spells sent all the masked men in the passage flying.

"Since you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

A calm voice came from the other end of the dark passage.

All the members of 'Blood Mist' looked warily towards the other end of the passage.

With the crisp sound of footsteps approaching from afar, a person wearing a dark red and black robe appeared, his face covered by a black mask with a complex pattern.

Yan Yunqing narrowed his eyes. Another person with six question marks above his head.

His level and identity were both unknown, and even his appearance was hidden.

He was clearly a dark rat that couldn't see the light of day.

Pah, and the mask is so ugly, it can't compare to his Masquerade Ball at all!

Yan Yunqing clearly felt the muscles of the arm holding him tense up, indicating that the owner was ready to attack at any moment.

Huh?

Yan Yunqing tentatively wriggled his body.

This time, the man didn't hold him tightly to prevent him from escaping.

Instead, he followed his posture, loosened his grip, and directly put him down.

Yan Yunqing, who had landed lightly on the ground, was still a little confused.

He had escaped so easily? He thought he would have to deal with this dangerous man for a while longer.

Thanks to this masked old buddy for the assist!

Yan Yunqing turned and ran, disappearing from the spot in a flash.

Now was clearly not the time to watch the show.

Both of them were dangerous figures with six question marks, not something a small level twenty-eight kitty like him could afford to provoke.

Of the thirty-six stratagems, running is the best!

Time to slip away!

Yan Yunqing ran so fast that his four legs seemed to have never touched the ground.

As he ran quickly towards the exit, he heard the masked man shout at the dangerous man—

"Yuchir"

...

As soon as Yan Yunqing ran out of the dungeon, before he had time to deactivate his role-play, he found a group of people surrounding the outside of the dungeon.

They were all in black robes and masks, and they didn't look like good people at first glance.

Good grief, they were surrounded.

It seemed that the man named Yuchir might not be able to walk out of here tonight.

After a three-second moment of silence for the man, Yan Yunqing schadenfreudishly threw the remaining few Fire Emblems at the feet of those masked men.

Because the sky was too dark and Yan Yunqing was in the state of a little black cat, his escape from the dungeon didn't attract the attention of any of the masked men.

No one paid attention to his small movements either.

It was still raining outside, which affected everyone's vision to some extent.

Yan Yunqing was like a fish in water.

After throwing all the Fire Emblems, he quickly left this place of trouble.

After running a certain distance, just at the extreme range of the Fire Emblem's mana detonation, he directly detonated all of them.

Oh yeah—all bombs activated, activated, activated, and—this one!

Yan Yunqing deactivated his role-play state, revealing his chestnut hair and high ponytail again.

He found a place with a higher view and watched the distant explosion and the rapidly rising purple flames, providing a voice-over for himself in his heart.

The sudden explosion and the rapidly burning flames caught those masked men off guard.

Several of them were blown away, and those who were not affected for the time being were also in a mess because of the inextinguishable flames.

Yan Yunqing admired his work for a while before turning to leave.

Sigh, 'Blood Mist' had unwittingly helped him twice after all.

He might as well be kind and create some chaos for that man.

As for whether these explosions would implicate 'Blood Mist' and that dog of a man... well, that was not within his consideration.

Yan Yunqing walked away in a good mood, searching for Lilian's small blue dot on the minimap.

He finally found the unconscious Uncle Lane in a small alley, along with Lilian, who was clearly sulking.

"I'm back." Yan Yunqing spoke first, bringing Lilian, who was immersed in her own thoughts, back to her senses.

Lilian was startled. She turned her head and saw Yan Yunqing, and immediately flew over and grabbed his hair, "Are you okay!"

"Me?" Yan Yunqing smiled, "What could happen to me?

If nothing else, my escaping ability is top-notch."

To save his own life, he had learned several skills specifically for escaping, and he hadn't even used them today.

If he wasn't worried that the man with six question marks might have means to restrict his escape, Yan Yunqing would have just activated his skills and run.

He wouldn't have had to pretend to be an innocent little cat and be carried around.

Maybe he could have even performed a great transformation into a living cat and scared that dog of a man.

Lilian was huffy, "Why didn't you let me save you?

That hateful guy, how dare he pick you up!"

Yan Yunqing waved his hand, "That person's strength is unknown. Besides, our goal wasn't to defeat him, just to successfully rescue Uncle Lane."

Rashly confronting someone whose strength was unknown was not a wise choice, not to mention the other party had so many underlings.

They would have been hacked to death one by one.

Lilian looked even angrier: "That damned guy—"

Yan Yunqing looked at Lilian's inexplicable anger strangely, "By the way, did you guys escape smoothly?"

"When I came out just now, I saw several masked men.

They didn't look like pushovers." Yan Yunqing thought of those mysterious masked men.

Before he left, he had taken a look.

The NPC tags of those masks were 'Mysterious Person'.

They didn't even have a specific name.

Why did they seem more advanced than 'Blood Mist'?

In comparison, 'Blood Mist', which had revealed its organization's name to him from the very beginning, was suddenly on a lower level.

Lilian was interrupted.

She recalled for a moment, "When I brought this guy out, I didn't run into those masked men you mentioned.

What's wrong? Did you run into people from other factions?"

"Yeah, a group of people in black robes, wearing masks that covered their entire faces."

Yan Yunqing gestured, "The kind of mask that only reveals two eyes, with a black base and complex patterns on it.

Do you know of any faction that dresses like that?"

Lilian hesitated. She quickly recalled, and after a long while, "What you said is too general.

I don't remember any faction wearing black robes and masks.

Are you sure it's not Feu's people?"

Yan Yunqing didn't think so.

If it were Feu's people, the NPC tag would have shown 'Royal Guard' or something else, instead of just being marked as a mysterious person. It was clearly just a hint from his hack.

Really, if you're going to give a hint, can't you be a little more obvious?

Wouldn't it be better to just tell him which faction these mysterious people belong to?

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us for now anyway." Yan Yunqing gave up on finding out the identity of those mysterious people for now.

"We'll talk about it if we meet them in the future."

If it was really a powerful and mysterious organization, they would meet sooner or later.

As a player, Yan Yunqing was confident of that.

Lilian was listless. She leaned against Yan Yunqing's neck and refused to leave.

Yan Yunqing could only let her grab his hair and stay on his shoulder.

He carried Uncle Lane on his other shoulder and quickly returned to the inn.

With the healing magic cast by Lilian, Uncle Lane's injuries had mostly recovered.

It was just that he was dirty all over.

Yan Yunqing was a little disgusted and simply put Uncle Lane in the bathroom.

"Give him another deep sleep spell, don't let him wake up.

Tomorrow morning, we'll secretly transport him out and just leave him on the roadside to wake up and go back on his own.

We won't show ourselves."

Yan Yunqing didn't really want Uncle Lane to know his disguised identity, so it was better not to let Uncle Lane see him again while he was awake.

Lilian did as she was told. After everything was taken care of, Yan Yunqing used two cleaning spells on himself before lying down on the soft, big bed.

With a comfortable sigh, he turned his head and found that the sky outside was almost bright.

They had started their operation after dinner yesterday, and it took them the whole night to get everything done.

Yan Yunqing, who had promised to transport Uncle Lane out in the morning: ...

He really wasn't given any time to rest!

Helpless, Yan Yunqing could only get up again, carry Uncle Lane again, and taking advantage of the changing of the guards in the early morning, Yan Yunqing changed his appearance, disguised himself as a mercenary going out on a mission in the morning, and prepared to send Uncle Lane out of the city.

But before he even reached the city gate, Yan Yunqing stopped alertly.

He saw from a distance that the number of guards at the city gate had doubled.

Everyone who wanted to leave the city was stopped, and no one could pass through the city gate.

Oh no, it seems that last night's incident was too big, so much so that the city gates were under martial law in the morning.

The last time the Fifth Prince was assassinated, there wasn't such a scene.

Could it be that the fight between the two factions last night was more serious than assassinating a member of the royal family?

Yan Yunqing touched his nose. Seeing the situation, he could only bring Uncle Lane back.

However, he couldn't take him back to the previous inn.

After all, only a gloomy mage was registered to stay there.

The sudden appearance of a civilian who looked very suspicious would make people wonder if he had a problem.

Yan Yunqing took a detour, carrying the sack with Uncle Lane inside.

He twisted and turned through various small alleys for nearly an hour.

As a hardworking porter, Yan Yunqing was a bit tired.

Finally, they stopped in front of a dilapidated door.

The sign outside was half-rotten, and it was impossible to tell what kind of shop it was.

In the small alley next to the shop, a few people were either squatting or standing.

Hearing Yan Yunqing's approach, they all focused their attention on him.

Their gazes were very unfriendly, but Yan Yunqing glanced at them and found that their levels were all lower than his.

He didn't even give them a glance and directly pushed open the half-closed, broken door and strode in.

This place was something Yan Yunqing had heard about when he was gathering information in the tavern last night.

It was a black inn that accepted anyone regardless of their identity.

The owner of this shop seemed to have some background in the capital.

It had not been raided by the guards for so many years and had been operating in this small alley all along.

For Uncle Lane, an unregistered person who had just been broken out of prison, such an inn was very suitable.

Yan Yunqing pulled his hat down and walked in discreetly.

In the front hall, there was a rocking chair.

An unremarkable-looking old man was lying on it with his eyelids drooping, as if he was taking a nap.

If it weren't for the fact that he would occasionally rock it a couple of times, just looking at his motionless chest, Yan Yunqing would have suspected that he had died here.

Yan Yunqing walked over, knocked on the table next to him, and said in a low voice, "I need a room."

The old man raised one eye, glanced at Yan Yunqing, and said in a bland, lazy voice, "There's only one single room left, three gold coins a night."

"Three gold coins?" Yan Yunqing was stunned.

"If you can't afford it, then you can choose a bed. There's a large dormitory with a few beds left."

The old man didn't care about Yan Yunqing's look, which was like looking at a profiteer, and continued lazily, "This one is cheap, ten silver coins a night."

Yan Yunqing secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.

The inn he stayed in was opened by the Augreer family, and the room he chose was medium to good, and it was only ten gold coins a night.

How good could a single room in such a dilapidated inn be?

It actually cost three gold coins a night?

What was the difference between this and robbery?

But Uncle Lane obviously couldn't stay in the mixed dormitory, wouldn't he be exposed immediately?

Fortunately, Yan Yunqing wasn't short of money, so he said decisively, "I'll take the single room. I'll book it for three days first."

Yan Yunqing took out a worn-out money bag from his sleeve and placed it on the table, saying generously, "Keep the change."

The old man glanced at the money bag, then at Yan Yunqing, as if evaluating his worth.

After looking for a while, he got up and pulled the money bag over, pouring it all out onto the table.

A pile of silver coins mixed with a few gold coins fell onto the table.

The old man counted them and then spread his hand in front of Yan Yunqing, "You're still short four silver coins."

Yan Yunqing awkwardly touched his nose, fumbled around on his body again, and took out another worn-out money bag.

He took out four silver coins from it and placed them in the old man's palm.

The old man snorted, took them without any courtesy, opened the drawer under the table, and swept all the silver and gold coins into it.

Then he took out a large bunch of keys from the drawer on the other side, fiddled with them for a moment, took off a dusty key, and threw it in front of Yan Yunqing.

"You're broke but still trying to show off. You're a funny kid."

The old man raised his eyelids and motioned for Yan Yunqing to take the key.

"Let me be clear first, you pay first and then extend your stay.

If you exceed three days, I will kick you out directly.

If you don't have money, go to the dormitory early. I don't give refunds here."

Yan Yunqing: ...

Yan Yunqing was very suspicious that the old man's "funny" was originally meant to be "stupid."

Yan Yunqing silently took the key without making any excuses.

Mainly because these money bags were what he had picked from the guards lying on the ground during the chaos last night.

Who knew that even though they were doing such insane things, those guards didn't even have nine gold coins on them, and he had to scrape them together from other money bags.

It seemed that the salary Augreer paid these guards was not high either!

Even though these guards were doing a job where their lives were on the line.

What a black-hearted capitalist, he should be hung on a lamppost!

Yan Yunqing cursed in his heart, silently carried the sack, took the key, and went to find the room he had just spent a full nine gold coins on.

Before he had gone far, he heard the old man's voice behind him, "Kid, you're going the wrong way. It's in that direction."

Yan Yunqing silently walked back and headed in the direction the old man pointed to.

"Don't go out at night. I can't be responsible for what happens outside the shop."

Yan Yunqing paused. Did that mean the guests in the dormitory might come to rob the guests in the single rooms?

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

As expected of the most chaotic, anything-goes black inn that accepted everyone!

The single rooms and the dormitory were not in the same direction, and the road was very quiet.

Yan Yunqing looked down at the number on the key and scanned the doors one by one.

"Click—"

As Yan Yunqing passed by a single room, the door suddenly opened.

A heavily made-up, extremely beautiful woman dressed very revealingly walked out and almost bumped into Yan Yunqing.

Yan Yunqing took two steps back, turned sideways, and leaned the sack with Lane in it to the other side to avoid the lady.

"Oh? A newbie?"

The woman saw Yan Yunqing and immediately became interested.

She leaned against the door frame, "Where do you hang out? You can even afford a single room here."

Yan Yunqing avoided the woman's gaze and had no intention of answering her.

He walked forward on his own.

The woman didn't get a response, but she didn't feel like she had lost face.

She took a cigarette with interest, put the filter to her lips, took a puff, and then slowly exhaled.

White smoke billowed out from her sexy red lips.

The woman's eyes were like silk, but her gaze towards Yan Yunqing's back carried a hint of sharpness.

Seeing Yan Yunqing open the door diagonally opposite and close it without a sound, the woman hooked the shoulder strap that was casually tied on her shoulder with interest, "A bit interesting."

A little mercenary who could afford such an expensive single room, yet looked so mediocre, and could even resist her charm skill.

This broken shop was really full of hidden dragons.

Yan Yunqing closed the door, threw the sack with Lane onto the bed, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Good heavens, why were there so many big shots in this place?

It was one thing for the old man at the door to be a level sixty-two big shot, but this woman who suddenly opened the door as he passed by and flirted with him was also a level fifty high-level NPC!

The most crucial thing was that he had only looked at the woman once, and a [Charmed] debuff had appeared on his status bar, which scared him so much that he almost ran away.

If he hadn't also invested a lot in his willpower and just passed a very difficult success check, he was really afraid that he would have turned around and followed the woman to sell himself.

Women and children who appeared in such a chaotic place should not be underestimated. One careless mistake could lead to trouble.

Yan Yunqing didn't want to be sold to the auction house again in the blink of an eye.

Lilian stared at Yan Yunqing gloomily, "You don't like that woman who appeared out of nowhere, do you?"

Yan Yunqing wiped another handful of sweat, his face filled with horror, "Are you kidding? A wise man does not fall in love. Do I look like a fool?"

Lilian: "...Hmm, you really don't."

"I didn't expect the people here to be of such high levels, one at level sixty-two and one at level fifty." Yan Yunqing was still a little scared.

"There won't be another level seventy or eighty expert popping up later, will there? A small, broken black inn is so terrifying!"

Lilian had been leeching experience from him for so long, but she had only gone from level forty-five to forty-six.

The higher the level, the harder it was to level up, let alone an NPC without an experience bar.

He began to worry a little. Would something happen if he left Uncle Lane here alone...?

Yan Yunqing pondered.

Forget it, since the old man at the door was a level sixty-two big shot, and he had paid the fee.

Last night, he heard from those mercenaries that although the prices here were a bit high, it was still very safe inside the shop.

As long as Uncle Lane didn't go out, he would be safe.

Yan Yunqing looked at Lilian: "Give him a few more deep sleep spells.

At least make sure he won't wake up tonight."

As for tomorrow, we'll see.

By the way, if he slept for three days, would he starve to death?

Yan Yunqing left some food in the room, the same food he had packed from the Augreer inn earlier.

It was still hot when he took it out.

He found a container of unknown origin, put all the food in it, and placed it on the table along with some water.

He also wrote a note for Uncle Lane, telling him that if he woke up, he should wait obediently in the room, and someone would take him back when the time came.

After doing all this, Yan Yunqing patted his butt and left.

Now it was his turn to go back and catch up on sleep.

He had to sleep soundly for a whole day. Nothing could disturb his sleep at this moment!

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