bayedsolid Chapter 1350 was completely replaced.
Chapter 1350 was completely replaced.
"Long time no see, Ling, Song Jie, Huiyan."
Ye Ge's lips curled slightly as his gaze swept over the three figures that had materialized from the shadows before him. The morning light from outside the window filtered through the gauze curtains, casting dappled shadows around him, but it couldn't illuminate the profound and mysterious aura that seemed to emanate from the three figures.
"I heard that your missions have been going very smoothly recently."
"That's natural."
Song Jie grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. "Following your instructions, we have successfully planted spies within the Sea Clan, the Vampire Clan, the Demi-human Clan, the Holy Elves, the Demon Clan, the Western Dragon Clan... and countless other races. Even within the Gene Company, we now have people from 'Shadow'!" He paused slightly, scratching his head. "Uh... but at most we've only managed to reach mid-to-high levels. Trying to get into their board of directors... hehe, that's still quite difficult."
“You don’t need to manage the board of directors. A few people in the middle and senior management are enough.” Ye Ge waved his hand: “Have these people keep quiet and continue to lie low. When the time is right, I will have you cooperate with me.”
"Understood," Song Jie said with a smile.
"I've called you all here today because I have a task for you," Ye Ge said.
Zero spoke calmly and respectfully: "Please speak, sir."
Ye Ge pushed a thin sheet of paper to the center of the table. "Replace everyone on this list."
This list was given to him by Lan Feng, and all the names on it were Cang Ting's informants and subordinates in the city. "Remember, do it without anyone noticing."
Gray Smoke silently picked up the list, glanced at it quickly, and then put it in his pocket, his voice low: "We understand. We need to make them disappear, but we can't let the people behind them realize that they've disappeared."
"Okay." Ye Ge nodded. "Go ahead."
"Shh-"
"Shh-"
Zero and Gray Smoke's figures vanished from the room without a sound, like ink spreading into water, disappearing with the distorted shadows as if they had never existed.
"Hehe, sir, I heard you're incredibly powerful now." Song Jie grinned mischievously, "You've even become the leader of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races!"
“He’s the Executive Officer of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.” Ye Ge rolled her eyes at him.
Song Jie: "Doesn't that mean you'll become the leader of the alliance? With your abilities, it's only a matter of time."
Ye Ge crossed his arms and smiled, "Stop flattering me. Also, besides the task I've assigned you this time, don't make any mistakes in the things I've arranged for you with the Western Dragon Clan."
"Don't worry, I won't forget. You know how I handle things." Song Jie patted his chest. "Alright, I'll be off then."
"Ah."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jie's figure disappeared into the shadows of the corner, like a sketch erased by an eraser, vanishing without a trace.
"Squeak..."
At that moment, the room door was opened.
Bai Xueling leaned in. She seemed to have just woken up; her long, silvery-white hair was still a little fluffy, and her cheeks had a faint blush.
"Oh, my Lingling's awake?" Ye Ge: "How so? Has her fever gone down?"
"..." Bai Xueling's cheeks, which had only been slightly flushed, suddenly turned burning hot. She abruptly turned her head away, avoiding his gaze, and whispered, "I...I'm backing away..."
"Um..." Ye Ge paused, "Well, let me explain what I just said to you..."
"You...you're not allowed to talk about this anymore!" Bai Xueling's face flushed red as she turned away and spat, "Pervert..."
Night Song: "..."
......
The next day, morning.
The morning market in Chilong City was already bustling with activity and full of lively atmosphere. Ye Ge led Gao Shenxue, Xia Xiyao, Bai Xueling, Jiang Xiaoming, Arthur, and others to a lively breakfast shop and sat down.
"Xiao Ye," Xia Xiyao quietly sidled up to the seat next to Ye Ge, lowering her voice, her big eyes sparkling with curiosity and a hint of barely perceptible worry, "Did you go out last night? Were you not in your room?"
“...Yes.” Night Song: “What’s wrong?”
"Phew... It's nothing, hehe..." Xia Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed in a silly and cute way.
She secretly knocked on Ye Ge's door last night, but no one answered.
She had already heard that Ao Shenglongwang planned to marry his daughter to him. She knocked on Ye Ge's door but received no response. So she couldn't sleep all night, her mind filled with thoughts of whether Senior Sister Ao Xin was in Xiao Ye's room right now, which was why Xiao Ye was pretending no one was there and not opening the door for her.
Now that Xiaoye wasn't in the room last night, she was completely relieved!
"Gentlemen, your dishes are ready." The shop owner greeted them with a smile as he brought several delicate side dishes and steaming hot porridge to the table.
Jiang Xiaoming, who was engrossed in eating, raised his face, still covered in rice grains, and mumbled a praise: "Boss, your cooking is really good! Another bowl, please!"
"Okay, okay!" The shop owner took the empty bowl with a smile on his face. The moment he turned to walk towards the kitchen, the honest look on his face vanished, and his eyes became sharp and cold. He glanced at Ye Ge's table without making a sound.
He hurried back to the smoky kitchen, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then pulled out a small packet of colorless and odorless powder from a hidden corner.
"I never expected to run into such good fortune," the shop owner sneered. "The general will surely reward me."
"What should we reward you with?" A detached voice, devoid of any emotion, sounded from behind like a ghost.
The shop owner froze, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned around in horror to find Grey Smoke standing silently behind him, staring at him expressionlessly, her eyes devoid of any light, only deathly stillness.
"You...!" The shop owner's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Pfft——!"
A barely audible sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh.
Before the shop owner could even utter a scream, he felt a chill on his neck, and his vision blurred into darkness. He collapsed limply, the wound on his neck enveloped by a dense shadow energy, preventing even a single drop of blood from seeping out.
Gray smoke calmly stepped over the still-warm corpse, shadows writhing around him. In the blink of an eye, his face, figure, and even his clothes had completely transformed into the shop owner's appearance.
He straightened the non-existent wrinkles in his clothes, picked up the bowl of rice from the stove, and instantly switched back to his enthusiastic smile, walking steadily towards the outer hall.