Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 914 - 446: Dragon Level Maid, Simply a Huge Profit!_3

Chapter 914: Chapter 446: Dragon Level Maid, Simply a Huge Profit!_3

"Miss, I don’t know where Madam has gone either!"

The maid felt helpless, merely a worker, Jin Enxi would never inform her of her whereabouts, and she dared not inquire carelessly, otherwise she couldn’t keep the job for long.

"Has Aunt Jin been acting abnormally lately?"

Xia Hongyao took out a small notebook, asking questions while taking notes.

Although she had an intelligence of D, she was still a God Hunter and had a good memory, her taking notes was entirely in imitation of detectives solving cases.

"Madam probably hasn’t met with any mishap, she even returned home two days ago, but she has been going out more frequently during this period!"

The maid answered.

"Do you know who she was with?"

Xia Hongyao asked further.

The maid shook her head: "However, Lady Choi, Miss Han, and Miss Zhao all called, inviting Madam to salons or to get beauty treatments."

"What about that Siam Monk?"

Kim Myungjin interjected, suspecting that this fellow was responsible.

"Madam holds him in high regard!"

The maid spoke truthfully.

After asking a few more questions, Xia Hongyao thought for a moment, finding no issues, and turned to Gu Qingqiu and Lin Baici: "Aren’t you going to ask anything?"

"You’ve asked quite well!"

Gu Qingqiu joked.

The ponytail instantly flipped up to the sky.

Having gained nothing from Jin Enxi’s house, the four drove to Jin Mo’s large estate on the outskirts of Hancheng.

Kim Myungjin intended to have her grandfather intervene, only to be rebuffed.

"The president is seriously ill, not receiving guests at this time!"

The security guard at the gate replied respectfully.

"Do you see who I am!"

Kim Myungjin shouted.

"Sorry, Miss Jin!"

The guard gave a bitter smile, continuously bowing.

Kim Myungjin called her grandfather’s phone, which was answered by a personal assistant, repeating the same thing, that the president was seriously ill and needed rest.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Kim Myungjin angrily threw her phone to the ground.

"How many resources can you mobilize?"

Gu Qingqiu inquired.

"I don’t have any, my mom does!"

Kim Myungjin was frustrated; she disliked working, and at the playful age of twenty, she didn’t pay attention to these matters—as long as she had money to spend each month.

Only now did she realize, when she needed to get things done, she was powerless.

"Let’s hire a private detective!"

Xia Hongyao suggested.

"That would be too late!"

Gu Qingqiu proposed, "Call Jin Xian, see if he’s back yet? Ask him to step in!"

The influence of Jin Xian was much greater than that of a private detective.

"Right!"

Kim Myungjin took the phone Lin Baici handed her, inserted the SIM card, and called Jin Xian.

"Brother, Mom’s missing, I need your help to find her!"

Kim Myungjin got straight to the point because of her close relationship with Jin Xian. She didn’t ask if Jin Xian was alright because his entry into the Busan Divine Ruins was a secret, unknown to her.

Jin Xian had secretly entered, primarily to hunt those bounty-laden God Hunters.

"Alright, I’ll arrange for people right away!"

Jin Xian’s voice carried a heavy fatigue: "Where are you right now?"

Kim Myungjin hesitated for a moment but answered truthfully: "Hancheng!"

Jin Xian originally wanted to tell Kim Myungjin that the area around Busan was under martial law, to avoid conflicts with them, and by mentioning his name, they would bring her over, but he paused upon hearing Kim Myungjin’s response.

"Where are you?"

Jin Xian was surprised.

"Hancheng!"

The Goryeo girl repeated.

"When did you leave?"

Jin Xian was curious.

Kim Myungjin looked at Lin Baici, her expression conflicted.

"No need to hide anything, just tell the truth!"

Lin Baici patted the Goryeo girl on the shoulder; this kind of thing couldn’t be hidden.

"Last night!"

Kim Myungjin showed a grateful smile. Jin Xian was very kind to her, making her feel guilty for withholding information, but she also didn’t want Lin Baici to be targeted.

After all, defeating a God was too significant.

"You came out as soon as the dark mist dissipated?"

Jin Xian was astonished: "What about Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao? Neither of them is injured?"

If they were injured, they couldn’t possibly have traveled to Hancheng.

"We’re all fine!"

Kim Myungjin wanted to boast about how formidable her Lin Oppa was, but she was afraid of getting into trouble with the people from Sejong Zheng’s side.

"Alright, I understand. Go home and rest; I will inform you the moment there’s any news,"

Jin Xian instructed.

"Yes, yes!"

Kim Myungjin nodded, but on the way home, she still enlisted the help of two detective agencies.

...

In Busan, after Jin Xian hung up the call, he looked at the city ruins strewn with broken walls, frowning deeply.

In the distance, his subordinates were clearing a group of Dead Flesh Men.

Busan was the Decade Great Divine Ruin. Although it had been purified, there was still much aftermath work, such as clearing these Dead Flesh Men and containing Taboo things.

Because they had been polluted for too long, these monsters were quite dangerous.

"Leader, what’s up?"

A subordinate inquired.

"Do you think a newbie could kill a God?"

Jin Xian asked.

"In their dreams?"

The subordinate countered.

"Haha, right, I’m just being paranoid!"

Jin Xian laughed at himself, but for some reason, he still felt uneasy: "Has Xia Qila’s whereabouts been confirmed?"

"In Hancheng!"

The subordinate said eagerly: "Should we get involved too?"

Many forces now wanted to talk with Xia Qila and have a share of the spoils, given she held the loot dropped by the God.

"Let’s wait!"

Not just anyone was qualified to negotiate with the leader of the Yellowstone Group, and for the time being, Jin Xian also planned to capture a few more fat lambs.

And who knows how many spoils Lin Baici managed to get?