“Hehe...”
Hearing Liang Shuguang's words, Xu Mo laughed out of sheer annoyance in Bai Feifei's mind.
No wonder he found this guy so annoying. Dammit, he was talking about him in a roundabout way, wasn't he?
Bai Feifei didn't respond to Liang Shuguang's words for a long time, only finally saying, “Is... that so?”
These words sounded a bit meaningful, though it was unclear who she was really asking.
“Of course not! I'm not with those guys,” Xu Mo said with a yawn. “Trust me, I'm a good Evil God.”
Bai Feifei: ...
Seeing that Bai Feifei's state wasn't quite right, Liang Shuguang smiled immediately.
“Why are you so nervous? You weren't like this before. There are only the two of us here. I, Liang Shuguang, am not a pedantic man. We can speak directly.”
Bai Feifei's heart tightened.
The point is, there aren't just the two of us here!
If you say something wrong and end up dead in a moment, you can't blame me.
“Chat with him. It's fine, ignore me,” Xu Mo spoke in her mind, as if granting an amnesty.
Go ahead and talk. He was an Old-Timer, always very magnanimous. Besides, they weren't actually talking about him anyway.
He wanted to see if this somewhat unique NPC could give him any pleasant surprises.
Liang Shuguang spoke, his tone lacking the majesty of the City Lord this time, instead carrying a hint of yearning.
“Your Masked Hermit Society has grand ideals.”
Bai Feifei did not reply.
“Collecting the corpses of the Evil Gods of the Old Days, directly containing the dead Evil Gods, preventing them from reappearing in the world.”
He paused, the yearning in his voice seeming entirely genuine. “It sounds crazy, but truly desirable...”
Bai Feifei pursed her lips. Although she felt she shouldn't be the one to say this, she still spoke up: “The City Lord flatters us.”
“It's not flattery.” Liang Shuguang waved his hand. “I truly think so.”
“If I weren't a cripple now, I would really love to join you. Hehe, though you might not necessarily think much of me.”
He lowered his head, looking at his two useless legs, his tone carrying something extra.
“But can you really do it?”
Bai Feifei was taken aback.
“In history, how many Evil Gods have you dealt with?” Liang Shuguang looked up, his eyes serious, genuinely seeking guidance.
Bai Feifei remained silent. How on earth would she know?
Besides, this secret organization itself was founded by an Evil God!
Xu Mo spoke up in her mind, displeased:
“Trade secret. This has nothing to do with him!”
Seeing that Bai Feifei remained silent, Liang Shuguang didn't press further and simply lowered his head.
“No offense intended.”
“The strongest among humanity are the Eternal Sleepers, on par with World-Ender-level aberrations. That is already the peak of humanity.”
“But... the Evil Gods of the Old Days are even beyond that!”
“No one knows their names, no one knows their exact way of existence, and no one knows their true power.”
“The strong have the pursuits of the strong. Regardless of whether it can ultimately be achieved, after hearing your organization's philosophy, my heart is filled only with shock and admiration.”
“But what about ordinary people?”
He looked up, his gaze passing over Bai Feifei and out the window.
“Shouldn't ordinary people also find a way out?”
Liang Shuguang's voice was steady, but every word felt weighed down by something. He then looked seriously at Bai Feifei.
“Don't you think that in the face of the awakening of the Old Days' power, ordinary people should also do something?”
“Rather than just waiting to die?”
Bai Feifei froze.
The room became very quiet, yet the bright, shining eyes of Liang Shuguang brought a wave of oppression over her.
“P-perhaps,” she stammered slightly.
Listening in her mind, Xu Mo couldn't help but frown slightly.
What did that mean?
“Why are we talking about life goals and ideals? Who wants to listen to this?”
His original intention was to see if this guy would spill some juicy secrets, but why was he suddenly opening up like this?
“Hehe, my apologies, I lost control of my emotions for a moment,” Liang Shuguang suddenly changed the subject.
“I will have to trouble you with this Graduation Show.”
Bai Feifei looked up.
“The matter of the potions, you vetoed it, and the Voting Assembly passed the veto,” Liang Shuguang looked at her. “But things won't just end here.”
“For you, the Graduation Show might involve some... flashing blades.”
Bai Feifei frowned. “What do you mean?”
Liang Shuguang smiled, not answering directly.
“Once the matter of the potions begins, it's not that easy to stop, nor is it possible to stop completely.”
“Even if there really is an issue, in a moment of life-or-death crisis, I personally don't think there's anything wrong with injecting it.”
“The North District hasn't been open for a long time. This time, we also want to use this opportunity to investigate if there are any major issues inside.”
He paused. “This time, students from all the top academies will go to the Graduation Show, and the pharmaceutical companies won't stay quiet either.”
“Although you've been given the role of overall safety director, there are many people who want to prove something through this operation, and many who are dissatisfied with you...”
“Do you understand what I mean?”
Bai Feifei was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.
She didn't really understand, but Xu Mo told her not to worry about these things.
It just meant she could go farm some levels. As for any conspiracies, there was no need to think about them.
“As long as you understand.” Liang Shuguang leaned back in his chair, that harmless smile reappearing on his face.
“Alright, if you have nothing else, then see you around.”
Bai Feifei stood up and walked toward the door.
“Bai Feifei,” Liang Shuguang suddenly called out to her.
She turned around.
“Stay safe,” Liang Shuguang said, squinting his eyes with a smile.
...
United Pharmaceuticals Headquarters, top-floor meeting room.
The atmosphere was as oppressive as the sky before a thunderstorm.
Several leather chairs were messily arranged around the conference table, with a few teacups that hadn't been cleared away yet scattered across the surface.
No one cared about these details.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Liu Qing, who sat at the head of the table, staring at his ash-pale face and his bloodshot eyes.
“Dead...”
A director spoke, his voice trembling with disbelief.
“Yi Jing just died like that?!”
No one answered him.
But no answer was needed.
The scene of Bai Feifei walking into the Voting Assembly today holding a severed head had long since become known to everyone.
An Edgerunner, dead just like that.
“Yi Jing was an Edgerunner! How did she kill Yi Jing? Who is behind her?”
“Is no one going to look into this? A powerhouse capable of killing an Edgerunner suddenly appeared in the Inner City, and so covertly at that!”
“What do we do next? Are they going to purge us?!”
“It's over. I told you we shouldn't have used assassination...”
For a moment, these pharmaceutical directors—who claimed to stand at the upper echelons of Dawn City's power—were completely at a loss, complaining one after another.
“Shut up!” Liu Qing slammed his teapot heavily onto the ground, putting a stop to the useless bickering of these good-for-nothings.
He desperately wanted to curse them out, but considering these people were still useful...
Veins bulged on his forehead as he gritted his teeth and said:
“We lost this round.”
“But don't worry, you don't understand the City Lord's intentions at all!”
The directors: ...
And you do?
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