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Chapter 363 Fei Wu's Plan

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Inside the palace's bedroom, Chu Lu murmured incessantly in his sleep, his voice growing louder and louder until it was almost a roar.

With a roar, he suddenly sat up from the dragon bed, opened his eyes, his expression furious, and his chest heaving violently.

"What's wrong?" Qin Su's voice immediately rang in my mind.

Chu Lu didn't answer, but staggered out of bed, wanting to pour himself a glass of water.

However, just as he grasped the porcelain cup on the table, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and the exquisitely crafted teacup was crushed into a pile of fragments by his bare hands.

Chu Lu was stunned, clearly not expecting that he would make such a basic mistake as not controlling his strength.

He then turned his gaze to the kettle, reached out to grab it, and was met with another teeth-grinding cracking sound. The ceramic kettle had followed in the footsteps of the teacup and shattered on the table.

Chu Lu's eyes twitched, and an unnamed anger shot straight to the top of his head. His face was icy cold, and he suddenly grabbed the edge of the table, slowly exerting force with both arms.

Wow!

The sturdy mahogany square table was slowly torn in two like paper, with wood chips flying everywhere.

Chu Lu casually tossed the two square table pieces to the ground with a thud, and only then did he seem to calm down considerably, his expression becoming much better.

"What's wrong?" Qin Su's tone became serious upon seeing this. "What happened? Is there something wrong with the dream? Is this not the dream about the doll?"

Chu Lu slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, shaking his head and saying, "No, it's still that dream, but... the content is too disgusting."

He then recounted to Qin Su how Xie Mingshu, after being reborn as Xie Wanning in his dream, was neglected by her biological father, how she was unable to speak the truth, how she vented her resentment on her innocent biological mother, how she was heartbroken after seeing her biological mother intimately with the imposter, and how, in endless pain and guilt, she transformed all her emotions into a deep-seated hatred for the fake Xie Mingshu... He told Qin Su all of this in detail.

Qin Su remained unusually calm after hearing this.

"It's alright," she commented calmly. "It's just a very common and ordinary plot in the world of female protagonist novels."

Chu Lu looked up in astonishment: "Ordinary? Is this considered ordinary? Isn't this like a female protagonist novel? That fake product goes to such lengths to torment the real product..."

"It's just very ordinary." Qin Su confirmed again, "Chu Lu, what kind of novels do you think these people who write female protagonist novels used to read? What kind of novels did they write? Many female protagonist novels are just modified versions of romance novels that they look down on, with the villains changed to the protagonists, and the original protagonists tortured to death according to the clichés of tragic novels."

There are too many similar scenarios, so you don't need to worry about them, and certainly don't let them affect your mood.

Upon hearing this, Chu Lu opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he only sighed and said, "...I understand."

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Two days later.

In a secluded mansion on the outskirts of Beijing, where no one ever visits.

Princess Jiang Liuli, Changhong, and Si Ren sat upright, each with a different expression, but all exuding an undisguised sense of unease.

After all, today is the day Fei Wu arrives. After being severely scolded by Fei Wu in the group last time, the three of them knew that they were doomed and Fei Wu would not let them go. So they have been living in constant fear, like prisoners waiting for execution, unable to sleep day and night.

Not to mention that the moment to meet Fei Wu had finally arrived. They didn't turn around and run away, not because they didn't want to, but because they knew they couldn't escape.

Just then, the space in front of the three people in the room suddenly fluctuated violently, and then it was torn apart like a piece of cloth, making a tooth-grinding sound. A scar-like crack stretched across the air.

Then, a seductive figure gracefully emerged from within. She wore a daringly tailored scarlet dress, the high slit revealing glimpses of her long, slender, snow-white legs.

She always had a lazy smile on her face, and her peach blossom eyes were alluring, as if she was flirting with someone at all times.

She was Fei Wu. Behind her, the gentle-faced woman still followed, inconspicuous like a shadow against the backdrop of the flamboyant scarlet.

"Minister Fei Wu!"

The three of them stood up instantly, bowed in unison, and were extremely respectful, carefully trying to ingratiate themselves.

"Minister, you've worked hard."

"We're incompetent, and we'll have to trouble you to clean up the mess..."

Fei Wu was too lazy to listen to their nonsense. She waved her hand casually and went straight to the main seat to sit down.

"Alright." Fei Wu leaned back lazily in her chair, extended a slender finger painted with nail polish, and lightly touched her red lips with a mocking smile. "Look at the stupid things you all do."

She didn't give the three of them a chance to speak, and chuckled to herself, "What to do next is up to me. Just listen."

"The reason that secretive group leader cares about the emperor's life or death is only because the emperor is a key character in advancing the main storyline of the dungeon. The main storyline is what he truly cares about."

"However, I am quite surprised that he is willing to protect the emperor again and again. I don't know if the main plot is that important to him, or, well, he just looks down on you."

That soft laugh made the three of them even more fearful and uneasy.

She looked up at the three of them as if they were three disobedient tools, and asked, "Su Heng, the protagonist's best friend in that instance, where is he now? Alive? Or dead?"

“They’re already dead,” they quickly replied.

"Hmph," Fei Wu's smile grew even more amused, "In that case, the emperor is no longer of any use. There's no need to waste any more effort on him."

She leaned forward slightly, her eyes red: "Anyway, he only cares about the main plot, so why don't we kill other important characters, supporting characters, villains, female protagonists, or even the main characters of the dungeons! He'll definitely be unable to hold back and jump out, and then I can easily put him in my hands and play with him."

As soon as she finished speaking, Changhong and the others were startled.

Si Ren couldn't help but ask, "What if... the group admin just doesn't show up?"

"Not coming out?" Fei Wu seemed to have heard the funniest joke, letting out a silvery laugh that sent chills down the spines of the three. "Then we'll kill every single character in this instance we can think of, one by one. If he still doesn't come out, we'll kill every living thing in this world! I refuse to believe that even if we turn this world into a graveyard and search every inch of it, we still won't find this cowardly little rat hiding his head and tail."

Upon hearing these words, the Third Princess and the others were greatly shocked, and a chill ran down their spines.

They finally understood why Fei Wu was the minister, and where the gap lay between them and her.

(End of this chapter)