Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

"But you just wait!"

"This card is only temporarily held by you. Sooner or later, I will... no, I will win it back from you!"

This straightforward and unyielding personality is quite to You Yang's liking.

He looked at the energetic young woman before him, even though she was covered in dust and dirt, and smiled back with a calm yet confident expression.

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

Chapter 264 The Challenge and the Disappearance of Luna!

"Alright, alright, now that the challenge is over, hurry up and pack up."

Roland interrupted the escalating tension between the two with a smile, waving his hand like a concerned old father:

"Rion, go take a shower first. Look at the way you are now. If outsiders see you, your image will be completely ruined."

"I'll see You Yang and the others out first."

The commotion from that duel was immense, especially when You Yang summoned the evil god; the entire floor probably trembled.

Although the Horizon is strictly hierarchical, and ordinary staff and other duelists would not dare to trespass here even if they were bursting with curiosity, if You Yang were to swagger out like this, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.

After all, the fact that someone can make such a fuss in this place is itself a huge news story.

Even if nothing serious happens, you'll inevitably be surrounded by a group of people asking you all sorts of questions.

To avoid these unnecessary troubles, Roland decided to personally escort him away.

While the veracity of that prophecy is still uncertain, someone like You Yang is not worth making enemies with.

"Oh, I see..."

Rion Tsukuyomi glanced down at her stained skirt and wrinkled her nose in disgust.

She casually tossed her signature long hair, waved at You Yang, turned and walked away, her back still exuding a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

"This way, please."

Watching that hurried figure disappear behind the door, Roland turned to the side and gestured for him to enter.

You Yang nodded, and with Ling Shiqing and Tian Daolian behind him, followed Roland's steps, passing through the long corridor and heading towards the exit.

……

Two weeks later, in the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the lush foliage in the courtyard, casting dappled shadows.

"Is there still no news from over there?"

You Yang was completely immersed in the old but comfortable rattan rocking chair in the courtyard, lazily half-closing his eyes as the chair swayed.

The warm sunlight felt like a golden blanket covering him, giving him an aura of "retreating."

"No, I tried sending a few encrypted messages over there, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea, there was no reply at all."

Xie Wan'an's voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the rustling of fabric and the dull thud of high heels on a thick carpet.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to turn to the person beside her and give instructions, her voice slightly a distance:

"This outfit feels too plain; the colors don't do it justice."

"Jing, help me change into a brighter outfit."

"Okay, miss."

Hearing the constant rustling of clothes and the sound of zippers being pulled from the other end, You Yang opened his half-closed eyes a crack and asked, somewhat puzzled:

"What are you doing? The noise you're making sounds weird."

"Ah……"

Xie Wan'an let out a soft chuckle, tinged with a lazy and playful tone. The sound traveled through the electricity, as if carrying a hook:

"Changing clothes. What, do you want to see?"

"I don't mind turning on the video."

"..."

You Yang rolled his eyes, closed them again, and adjusted to a more comfortable position:

"nerve!"

Xie Wan'an, who had been scolded, didn't care at all. In fact, she chuckled rather happily before casually explaining:

"There is an important social event tonight, hosted personally by the newly appointed mayor of Tian Shu City."

“As an ‘Outstanding Young Entrepreneur’ of Tianshu City, I was also on that list of those who had to attend.”

"Since we're going to make an appearance, we naturally have to dress up nicely. After all, in that kind of setting, clothes are a woman's weapon."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused, the laughter in its tone gradually fading, replaced by a cold seriousness:

"Now that the situation in Tian Shu City has basically stabilized, it's time for me to return to the Free Alliance."

"Over there... I still have some old scores to settle with certain people."

Upon hearing this, You Yang's previously languid expression slightly hardened. He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the rattan chair and asked thoughtfully:

"Is it related to the attack you experienced?"

He vaguely remembered that during that attack, the attackers had a very clear objective: to take Xie Wan'an's life.

"Hmm. Some people are probably getting impatient. Since they're so eager to die, I don't mind going back and giving them a slap in the face myself to wake them up!"

Xie Wan'an was standing in front of a huge floor-length mirror when she said this.

Jing just happened to unfold a newly retrieved dress in front of her.

It was a blood-red, form-fitting evening gown, the finest silk material shimmering breathtakingly under the dressing room lights.

It's too vibrant, so vibrant it's flamboyant and unrestrained, so red it's shocking, carrying an undisguised fierceness and aggression, like a poppy blooming on blood.

Xie Wan'an looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes flashing with a cold and sharp light.

She held the red dress up in front of her, admiring how the crimson color contrasted against her fair skin, and a satisfied smile curled at the corners of her lips, revealing a dangerous grin.

"This is the set."

This is not just a formal dress, but a battle robe that declares war on all enemies.

Jing nodded and respectfully began to help Xie Wan'an put on the elaborate dress.

Hearing the cold laughter from the other end of the phone, You Yang remained silent for a moment, then casually asked:

"Do you need any help?"

This wasn't just polite talk. After all, putting aside the initial 30 million yuan contract, Xie Wan'an was basically responsible for all of You Yang's current living expenses.

In name only, their actual relationship was that of a superior and subordinate.

However, You Yang has never been one to act like a subordinate.

Xie Wan'an never acted like a superior; instead, he was more like a partner who indulged him.

"It's highly unlikely they'll use it. Those people are just a bunch of rats who only dare to cause trouble in the gutter."

Xie Wan'an's voice rose and fell slightly with the movements of dressing, yet it exuded absolute control:

"However, it cannot be ruled out that the rat might try to bite me back before it dies."

"If you're bored out of your mind and have nothing to do lately, come over."

Xie Wan'an spoke these words calmly and confidently.

That kind of confidence ingrained in his bones was so clear that even through a phone signal, You Yang could hear it perfectly.

"Row."

You Yang agreed readily and decisively, without any hesitation.

He didn't even move his body from the wicker chair; he simply lazily switched hands to hold his phone, looked at the dappled shadows of the trees overhead, and then changed the subject, asking:

"By the way, is there still no news about that elf healer named Luna?"

Upon hearing this name, the tense atmosphere on the other end of the phone seemed to instantly relax.

Xie Wan'an had just been trying on that scarlet battle robe in front of the mirror, exuding an aura that was about to turn Tian Shu City upside down. But now, she was like a punctured balloon, and her sharp and domineering queenly demeanor instantly deflated.

"No, I don't know where that brat has run off to."

Xie Wan'an sighed, somewhat annoyed, and waved away the mirror beside her before walking to the soft couch by the window and sitting down.

You Yang continued:

"Chen Yuan and his sister Chen Yuexi went to look for her before, but they came up empty-handed."

"At first we all thought she was just being urgently summoned by some big family to make a house call, as usual."

"But more than half a month has passed, and there has been no reply at all."

Xie Wan pinched her brow, her voice tinged with helplessness and frustration, her fingers unconsciously playing with the ends of her hair.

"But even if someone goes abroad for that kind of closed treatment, surely they wouldn't not reply with a message to let you know they're safe?"

"This loss of contact is indeed unusual."

Upon hearing this, You Yang frowned slightly.

"Is that so..."

"alright."

Faced with this complete and utter "vanishing into thin air," You Yang was at a loss, shrugging his shoulders.

After all, his relationship with Luna hadn't reached that level of familiarity yet; their interactions were mostly based on Chen Yuexi's treatment.

Although he had asked Roland on the Horizon and Tendou Ren, who had a powerful intelligence network, to keep an eye out, the replies so far have all been the same: "No such person found."

As a freelance healer who travels around the world, Luna's whereabouts are inherently unpredictable, like a elusive deer in the forest.

Although they often disappeared in the past, at least they would leave a few words behind.

This time, however, it was a complete and utter loss of contact.

However, it was clear that although Xie Wan'an complained, there was no anxiety in his tone when facing a "life-or-death crisis".