Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"You even bought me three things? Should I give you a condom in return?"

After speaking, Ye Mo felt even more embarrassed and annoyed, not even realizing that she had gone a bit too far with her words.

Although she did not adhere to outdated feudal customs like other women, she had also undergone the baptism of ideological liberation.

But speaking like this now is indeed a bit shameless, but since the words have already been said, there's no point in arguing about it anymore.

The most important thing right now is to take the initiative and quickly change the subject.

"Um... Jiang Yueming, I'll cook for you for a year as compensation for what you did to me," Ye Mo said, her face slightly flushed as she gazed at Jiang Yueming.

After saying that, she felt a little regretful. She felt that Jiang Yueming had actually gained something from this compensation. Although her cooking wasn't very good, she wondered if she had been too proactive.

Ye Mo's bright eyes unconsciously darkened, and she gently bit her red lips, trying to weigh the pros and cons.

Jiang Yueming also knew Ye Mo's little thoughts. The reason she was so eager to stay by his side was simply because he was valuable to her as a guinea pig.

They say they'll cook for him for a year, but really they just want to use him to hone his culinary skills.

However, Ye Mo's comment about "condoms" really shocked him. This woman is so open-minded; no wonder she mostly wears low-cut dresses.

"I feel like I've wasted a year cooking, so let's just leave it at that," Jiang Yueming said, looking down at Ye Mo's conflicted expression and her gaze softening.

Her cooking is indeed hard to swallow, but if you don't agree, she'll find other excuses...

"Really!" His words clearly pleased Ye Mo, and a hint of joy slowly appeared on her rosy face, finally settling into a sweet smile.

boom!

Jiang Yueming's eyes reflected the girl's sweet smile, and his heart began to race. He could almost hear the thumping of his own heart.

"Hey, by the way, I saw you left the city. Where are you going?" Ye Mo asked, her hands behind her back and her body suddenly leaning closer to him.

This inn is located in the suburbs, and the diners and guests coming and going either come to the city or travel to faraway places.

Since Jiang Yueming hadn't left in the direction of the city, he had to go further afield.

Ye Mo was still very concerned about where he was going, because it concerned his travel expenses.

Money is the most essential thing when traveling far away, so Jiang Yueming told her the destination early on so she could make plans accordingly.

Although she might not have much money, since he was willing to eat the food she cooked, she would never let him go hungry.

Ye Mo suddenly leaned closer, and Jiang Yueming subconsciously took a step back, only to realize that there was no way out: "Go...go to the Taoist sect of the Holy Dragon Empire."

"Okay, I understand." Ye Mo lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then turned around, picked up the cleaning tools placed to the side, and continued her previous work.

"Go downstairs and wait for me. I'll come find you when I'm done."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming opened her mouth slightly, about to speak, but she had already entered the side room, followed by a series of busy sounds.

"Never mind, let's just wait for her downstairs."

...

帝州

Nine Star Palace

In a study, several lamps flickered with a faint, eerie light, and the bluestone wicks emitted wisps of calming fragrance. At a large red desk, a young girl was writing a report, her delicate fingers gripping a quill pen tightly.

The girl had dazzling blonde hair and a beautiful face, especially her high and straight nose, which added to her Western beauty.

She was Wang Ling, who had watched Jiang Yueming from the pavilion with Jiang Xue.

The Nine Star Palace is a neutral intelligence sect, specializing in collecting information from various sects.

Here, by paying a certain amount of money, one can obtain information about any force in the Imperial Province, thus providing a reference for some independent cultivators or practitioners who want to join a sect.

Wang Ling is the deputy palace master of the Nine Star Palace, and almost every piece of intelligence collected within the palace must be reviewed by her before it can be released.

Of course, besides this title, she also has a hidden identity.

Xianjia, one of the chief organizers of the Night Chasing Project.

dong dong!

Suddenly, a crisp knock sounded at the door. Wang Ling looked up at the doorway, put down her quill pen, and stretched out her body, her fingers interlaced, swaying gracefully.

"Please come in."

As soon as the sound faded, a simple wooden door slowly opened with a click, and two maids walked in from outside.

A woman wearing a red jumpsuit, with wavy perm hair and bright red lipstick, looked particularly eye-catching.

In contrast, the other woman was more understated, dressed simply in a clean blue dress, with no trace of makeup on her face, only a hint of indifference in her clear eyes.

Wang Ling glanced at them, then picked up her quill pen again and said, "Get to business. We're not going shopping."

Both of them were Wang Ling's private subordinates, both at the Divine Realm level. The one in red was called Ru Huo, and the one in blue was called Rou Shui.

Seeing Wang Ling's serious expression, Ru Huo smiled charmingly and said, "Miss, you always say you won't go, but your body says otherwise. What will you do after you get married?"

Wang Ling stopped writing with her quill, looked up at Ru Huowen, and said angrily, "You're still teasing me? If I hadn't kept pestering you, would I have been dishonest?"

Upon hearing this, Ru Huo covered her mouth and chuckled, just about to continue teasing Wang Ling, when Rou Shui interrupted her.

"Miss, Lord Star Lord and Lord True Lord will arrive in Holy Dragon Imperial State tomorrow. Please give their instructions."

Hearing Rou Shui's report, Wang Ling's expression improved slightly. Ru Huo always chatted with her for a while before getting to the point, while Rou Shui was more direct.

Wang Lingyu tapped her finger on the table, looking at Ru Huo calmly and asked, "How's the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Ru Huo took a small step forward and actually sat directly on Wang Ling's desk, licking her lips seductively, a sly glint in her crimson eyes.

"Miss, do you not believe in my abilities?"

Wang Ling looked speechless: "Get to the point!"

Ru Huo chuckled softly again and said slowly, "We found out. Mo Chen and Wan Hai both died at Wan Chu Lou. The murderers are those black things."

Wang Ling nodded, her eyes lowered as she pondered Ru Huo's intelligence. She had to admit that Ru Huo's professional skills were quite strong, but she was a bit careless.

Wang Ling suddenly looked up at Rou Shui and asked, "Rou Shui, what about yours?"

Rou Shui's pretty face remained largely calm as she calmly stated, "The esteemed person mentioned by the three family heads is named Song Jiu, a third-level Divine Realm deity, currently residing at the Li family."

After Rou Shui finished speaking, Ru Huo curled his lips in dissatisfaction. Although he was much faster than Rou Shui in doing things, he did not do as well as Rou Shui in terms of details.

Wang Lingjing glanced at Ru Huo with her blue fairy eyes, ignoring her petty emotions, and said, "In that case, you should split up and proceed."

"I just found out that those black-clad guys are currently at the Immortal Ghost Restaurant."

As soon as the words were spoken, both Ru Huo and Rou Shui showed solemn expressions. Ru Huo immediately jumped off the table and knelt down with Rou Shui to receive the order.

Because they all knew that the Night Chase Project, which they had been waiting for for more than ten years, was finally about to begin.

"Ru Huo, you will come with me and the two gentlemen to the Immortal Pavilion Restaurant."

"Yes!" Ru Huo answered the order very decisively.

Wang Lingling looked at Rou Shui again and said seriously, "Rou Shui, you are responsible for keeping an eye on Song Jiu. Remember not to have a direct confrontation. Report any suspicious activity he makes immediately!"

"Understood!" Rou Shui replied crisply.

Wang Ling suddenly stood up, her jade-like feet lightly stepping forward as she gently helped them up with her delicate hands. She solemnly said, "Sisters, we have been lying low in the Nine Star Palace for twelve years, gathering information from various sources. The success of the Night Chasing Plan depends on this."

Upon hearing this, the two looked up at Wang Ling, their faces gradually hardening with determination, and they clenched their fists to express their resolve to her.

"I swear to follow you to the death, Miss! I, Ru Huo, will not fail you!"

"I swear to follow you to the death, Miss! Rou Shui will not fail you!"