After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 215 Discovering the Former Master's Identity
In the corner stood an old man whose entire body was wrapped up tightly.

He bowed slightly to the tall man: "Reporting to the new master, a special plane will arrive tonight to pick up the exchange student. The person in charge will then take her back."

"While you're at it, go to the crematorium and take Guan Muyun with you."

"Yes." The old man paused for a moment. "New master, would you like to go back with us? You've been missing for many years, and the clan is already in turmoil..."

"Make a list of those who don't obey, and I'll personally clean them up in a few days." After saying that, the man disappeared like a wisp of mist.

Later in the night.

A plane with a special pass landed in the capital.

Jiang Shu, carrying a backpack, boarded the plane. Looking around, she saw only a handful of people in the huge cabin.

Besides her, everyone, including the captain, was wrapped in thick black cloaks, wearing hoods, and hiding their heads, looking more and more like people who couldn't be seen in public.

Jiang Shu took out her exchange student qualification form and handed it to the black-robed man closest to her: "I am Jiang Shu from the Directing Department of Beijing Film Academy. I am an exchange student in this joint program between the two schools. This is my personal information. Please verify."

"No, no need to verify..." The man in black robes spoke sharply, with a hint of fanaticism and caution, "Please sit down, the plane is about to take off, do you know how to fasten your seatbelt?"

Jiang Shu nodded and pulled on her seatbelt: "Yes. How long will it take?"

"About nine hours," the man said, half-coaxing, "It's a bit long, but we've prepared plenty of snacks and drinks for you, including your favorite spicy strips. The plane is also the most luxurious one we have there, incredibly comfortable. Don't worry, you're sure to have a very pleasant journey..."

Jiang Shu silently glanced around. Apart from the overly attentive man in black robes in front of her, the other people, though silent, were clearly also listening intently to her.

A slightly uneasy feeling welled up inside her, and she hesitated, "You all..."

"Don't worry! You can absolutely rest assured!" The man in black robes' voice became even sharper, tinged with urgency and fear. "We have no ill intentions towards you whatsoever, only the highest reverence and the deepest worship. We are not human traffickers, not fraudsters, not gangsters, and not hooligans. Please come with us without worry. And please don't say anything that would break your heart like you want to go home, okay?"

Jiang Shu: "...Okay, let's go."

The plane took off shakily and then whooshed through the clouds!
Jiang Shu looked at herself, who was still almost thrown out despite being strapped in, and at the black-robed people who had already bumped back and forth in the cabin several times, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart:
"Does the captain... have a license?"

"Yes, I just got my license yesterday." The captain switched to autopilot mode and then enthusiastically presented the brand-new captain's license with both hands.

Jiang Shu's gloomy mood, clouded by the loss of her loved one, was somewhat brightened when she saw the certificate: "Is my life so worthless? They just send a new cell phone operator to pick me up..."

“You’ve misunderstood. Our tribe is small and we didn’t communicate with the outside world before. He’s the only captain in our tribe and he’s only allowed to operate our tribe’s planes, which is the one you’re sitting on now,” another man in black robes quickly explained. “Besides this passenger plane, our tribe only has a few very old helicopters left.”

Jiang Shu paused for a few seconds: "Is Piaomiao Continent really that poor? The exchange student contract says all my expenses will be covered—are you sure you can afford it?"

"Don't worry, absolutely no problem." The man in black robes raised his hand and swore, "Whatever you want, our school will provide it. If we can't afford it, we'll go to our former master and beg for it. Our former master is rich, and we guarantee we can meet all your needs!"

He spoke rapidly, and when he raised his hand to swear, his hood fell halfway down, revealing a deathly pale face. But his pupils were deep and unsettling, and when he looked at someone, it was as if... a dead person were looking at a dead person.

Jiang Shu paused for a moment: "Do all the people of your clan... look like this?"

The man in the black robe seemed afraid of startling her, and hurriedly pulled his hood up, his tone somewhat shy:

"No, both the new and old masters are extremely good-looking, so... they don't like staying in the clan and haven't paid any attention to us for many years."

"New master? Old master?" Jiang Shu probed. "You still have two masters?" "Only the new master is our current clan leader," the man in black robes explained. "As for the old master, he has nothing to do with our clan anymore. Apart from begging for his money and investment, we hardly have any dealings with him anymore."

Jiang Shu said "Oh," and then asked, "So... who are the new master and the old master?"

"An extremely handsome man." The man in black robes took a breath. "We've read your 'Chronicles of Beauty,' and your former master was in it. Don't you know him?"

Jiang Shu had only been testing the waters, but now she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine: "The former master... appeared in the Chronicles of Qingcheng? Who?"

The man in black remained silent.

Jiang Shu tried them one by one: "Feng Li? Li Yubai? Rong Jingchen? Ning..."

"Please don't ask anymore," the man in black robes said in a low, panicked voice. "According to the clan rules, revealing the master's identity will result in death."

"Then I won't ask." Jiang Shu changed the subject. "You've all read The Chronicles of a Beautiful Woman? Then... do you know who those 'Young Miss is Mighty' IDs are?"

"...We're all from the Holy Spirit Academy." The man in black robes spoke cautiously. "I am 'Young Miss Mighty No. 1003'."

Jiang Shu pondered for a moment.

"So, the former master was Li Yubai?"

The man in black robes trembled slightly: "You...you...how..."

Jiang Shu chuckled: "Last time, a whole bunch of 'Young Lady's Mighty' IDs insulted my family. They insulted everyone except Li Yubai. Even earlier, at Li Yubai's birthday party, I met an old man who looked a lot like you, trying to get something from Li Yubai..."

"You...you're really amazing." The man in black robes was on the verge of tears. "You guessed it yourself, not me. If the clan investigates, you must testify for me."

“No problem.” Jiang Shu looked at him. “Since Li Yubai is my former master, is he a human or a ghost?”

The man in black silently took out a bandage and covered his mouth with it...

Jiang Shu: "..."

She looked at the others, and when they met her gaze, they followed suit and kept their mouths shut.

Jiang Shu was slightly bewildered and sent a message to Rong Jingchen: "Weren't they saying that race was bloodthirsty and brutal? They seem innocent and adorably naive to me?"

She had just pressed the send button when she suddenly remembered something, silently deleted the message, and then shut down her phone.

Inside the alluring villa.

The five men seemed somewhat distracted, and opened a bottle of red wine to drink.

"It's getting cold, should we send her a few thick coats?" Ning Yunzhan frowned slightly as he looked at the seven-day weather forecast on his phone. "I wonder if she's comfortable living in the school dormitory."

"Shall we go take a look?" Yan Yu pondered. "I have a feeling something's not right."

"What are you looking at? You've disturbed my precious 'licking her wounds,' are you going to take responsibility?" Feng Li glanced at him. "Don't cling too tightly, or she won't know how to cherish you."

Jiang Shu, who did not know how to cherish it, finally landed after several hours of silent flight.