Chase Game

Ling Yi also told Zhang Qiang about his identity and role, and the two exchanged information.

Zhang Qiang then dropped a bombshell.

Do you know the identities and roles of Wang Yun and Zhou Jie in the three groups?

"I don't know, how come they're here too?"

"Yes, Wang Yun became the acting head of the Meng family as the pursuer, and Zhou Jie became his confidant as a fugitive."

After listening to Zhang Qiang's explanation, Ling Yi understood that if he wanted to rescue the dancer, he would have to confront Wang Yun.

In other words, if he succeeds in his mission, Wang Yun's interests will be harmed.

According to Tang Yuebai's description, Wang Yun was a petty and vengeful man, notoriously narrow-minded.

Ling Yi and the others had previous conflicts with him, so it's hard to guarantee they won't sabotage him in the game.

Moreover, the chase game is a live show performed for the gods; its purpose is precisely to be competitive and exciting.

He had already passed Zhang Qiang's test by virtue of his connections.

As long as Ling Yi doesn't do anything to harm the Meng family, Zhang Qiang's interests will not be harmed.

However, the conflict with Wang Yun is inevitable because of their conflicting interests.

Another question is, what is Wang Yun's single-line task?

Ling Yi felt that it wasn't just about stopping him from rescuing the dancer; don't forget, the young master of the Meng family was on his way back.

Even though Wang Yun was adopted by the old patriarch, he still bore the surname Wang. The old patriarch's decision not to let him change his surname was also significant.

The Meng family line is not yet extinct; the true descendant of the Meng family is the one who is studying abroad.

Ling Yi pondered this point, and Zhang Qiang's subsequent words confirmed his conjecture.

"There's one more thing. The young master of the Meng family, who actually bears the surname Meng, is about to return."

Two days later, the Meng family will hold a family meeting to decide whether Wang Yun will continue to act as the family head.

Speaking of that "young master surnamed Meng," Ling Yi couldn't help but ask Zhang Qiang a question.

"Aren't you the martial arts guard from the Meng family? Don't you know the name of that young master Meng?"

Zhang Qiang scratched his head and chuckled, "I know... it's actually Meng Dong..."

"Damn, I knew you wouldn't just say it directly, why did you have to play the riddle game?"

Zhang Qiang said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I thought you knew... Besides, doesn't it feel better to say it like this...?"

His words trailed off, growing softer under Ling Yi's sharp gaze.

Ling Yi originally wanted to curse, but looking at Zhang Qiang's innocent eyes, he sighed helplessly.

It's all Wang Xiangyu's fault for activating Zhang Qiang's strange attributes.

Upon receiving Zhang Haiping's notification, Wang Xiangyu, who had just arrived at the abandoned house where Li Qingping and the others were staying, couldn't help but sneeze.

Using his game privileges, he briefly viewed information about the "Fire and Feather Transformation" game instance.

He rubbed his nose a couple of times, withdrew his power, and said to Zhang Haiping and Li Qingping beside him:

"This S-rank instance is limited to three days and four nights, synchronized with real time. Let's send someone to garrison here."

Zhang Haiping picked up the conversation, "The monitoring by the [Awakening Bell] was correct; there was indeed a hidden secret here."

"Although S-rank dungeons cannot be manually opened, there seem to be quite a few in the wild."

Li Qingping pondered.

Wang Xiangyu's gaze swept over the spot where the oil lamp and painting had been, and he said with a touch of emotion:

"There are quite a few, but how many can actually complete the game perfectly and get an S-rank rating?"

"Otherwise, neither of you would be a Tier 1 player yet."

Zhang Haiping and Li Qingping felt ashamed.

Within the association, basically only those at the "Director" level or above are players who have obtained game privileges.

Wang Xiangyu turned around and glanced at the two embarrassed people, then comforted them:

"But there's no need to rush, haste makes waste..."

Zhang and Li exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves simultaneously:

What's the difference between saying it and not saying it at all?

Back in the game instance, Ling Yi and Zhang Qiang had basically finished exchanging the information they each knew.

Zhang Qiang finally understood why Ling Yi had come.

"You're looking for that dancer...?"

Zhang Qiang looked deep in thought.

"Do you know where she is?"

"I don't know. I only have a vague impression of him. I know that such a person exists."

"Okay, that's going to be a bit troublesome."

Zhang Qiang thought for a moment and then made a suggestion:

"If you have any of that dancer's personal belongings, and she happens to be in this Meng residence, I can try to use my sense of smell to help you find her."

Ling Yi helplessly shrugged, "There's no problem."

Thus, Zhang Qiang was powerless to help.

However, Ling Yi was not completely helpless; he had another move—[Ten Directions Grand View: Observing the Sun].

Observing the sun is also observing life; there is always a way out for everything.

When you are lost and at a dead end, using [Guan Yang] will provide guidance for a way out.

But the cost of using it this time...

"An arm? And it can't be from an animal or an NPC..."

Ling Yi murmured to himself.

"Huh? You mean the hand I broke off when I slapped the blond guy?"

Zhang Qiang was unaware of the conditions for using the [Ten Directions Grand View] and assumed that Ling Yi was referring to Huang Mao.

In their previous conversation, he also learned that Huang Mao's sudden fall from the sky was due to Ling Yi's skill.

Zhang Qiang's unintentional remark suddenly opened a window of opportunity for Ling Yi, who exclaimed with delight:

"Yeah, isn't this readily available?"

"Qiangzi, quick, where's that severed hand? Bring it to me, I need it!"

Zhang Qiang looked puzzled.

"What do you need that thing for, for some evil sacrificial ritual?"

"Hehe, you'll see when you go get it!"

"Such a mystery... Why don't you just go get it yourself? There's no one outside anyway..."

Although Zhang Qiang muttered to himself, he still stepped out of the room and pushed open the door.

He quickly found the big black dog clinging to the severed hand and gnawing on it in the bushes.

When Zhang Qiang approached, the big black dog bared its teeth as a warning.

As soon as he released his tiger-like aura, the big black dog instantly lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move.

This is racial bloodline suppression.

Zhang Qiang held up two fingers with a look of disgust, trying to find a clean place to start, but he couldn't find one at all.

It wasn't that I felt disgusted, but rather that I was simply disgusted by the big black dog's saliva.

Then he gave up and turned to look at the big black dog.

"You, pick this thing up and come with me, understand?"

"Woof...Woof!"

"Damn it, don't yell. Just nod if you understand."

The big black dog actually nodded frantically.

Zhang Qiang nodded in satisfaction. It seemed he had a real talent for training dogs. He would have to show off to Ling Yi when he got back!

He directed the big black dog to carry the severed hand, and the man and the dog, the man in front and the dog behind, walked back.

Soon, the two returned to their room, and Ling Yi, just as Zhang Qiang had predicted, asked a question.

"Why did you bring the dog back?"

Zhang Qiang couldn't help but laugh heartily, and said smugly:

"Haha, when I walked over there, this guy was baring his teeth at me, but I taught him a lesson in no time. You just watch..."

"Big Black, sit down... stand up... spin around in place... do a 360-degree Thomas Flair, hey, why isn't it working?"

Ling Yi looked at Zhang Qiang, who was showing off like a child, and thought to herself:

If someone could actually do that, then something really fishy would happen, right?

Considering that Zhang Qiang helped him retrieve his severed hand, he decided not to dampen his spirits.

He silently took the severed hand from the dog's mouth, but he was disgusted by the saliva, so he didn't use his hands to hold it and kicked it aside with both feet.

Zhang Qiang stood there teaching the big black dog how to do a 360-degree Thomas spin...

Ling Yi shook his head helplessly, ignoring Zhang Qiang and turning his attention to himself.

He can use the [Ten Directions Grand View - Observing the Sun] technique by sacrificing this severed hand.

However, the severed hand, which came at the cost, will not be restored even if Huang Mao quits the game.

"Hehe, perfect, consider it compensation for my donkey."

Ling Yi sneered and activated his skill.