Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 334 Visitors_1

Chapter 334: Chapter 334 Visitors_1

"Mao Xin, what do you think I should do..."

After a long silence, the City Lord asked Mao Xin, who picked up the urgent report to take another look and said,

"Observe the changes, notify all rural towns in Zhen Nan City to be on alert, but don’t make a big show of it."

"You mean..."

"Although Yongning’s defensive forces are much weaker than ours, the decision to abandon the city and flee suggests that the beast tide is not simple..."

As Zhen Nan City started to be on full alert, Feng Yuan’s convoy had already entered the territory of Zhen Nan. Along the way, more and more caravans took different roads, and by the time they entered the territory of Zhen Nan, there were very few caravans left around them, the sparse stream of vehicles continued to dwindle. Guo Huai, somewhat puzzled, said,

"Where are they all going? Aren’t they fleeing for their lives?"

"They’re probably heading to other places. After all, even the civilians from Yongning City may have relatives they can turn to, and they’re not necessarily in Zhen Nan City."

"All this bloody slaughter... just for that position..."

Guo Huai said with some distress, Feng Yuan glanced at Guo Huai and said,

"What’s so strange about that? Where there is good, there must be evil, and power is the thing most likely to lead people to evil."

"What will we do once we reach Zhen Nan City? Find an inn to stay at?"

Noticing that Mo Ling and Hu Weng were looking to him for answers, Feng Yuan thought for a moment and said,

"No need, I have a residence there where we can stay."

"A residence? When did you get that?"

Guo Huai looked at Feng Yuan suspiciously, well aware of Feng Yuan’s circumstances. Feng Yuan waved the Dark Ancient Book in his hand and said,

"Just now."

"Just now?"

Mo Ling looked at Feng Yuan as if he were an idiot, while the phantom of Agunas said somewhat helplessly,

"You’re up to your tricks again, tampering with history for such a trivial matter."

"I’m merely supplementing the identity of Feng Yuan here. It’s perfectly normal to have a residence in Zhen Nan and to go check on the Seventh Prince once we heard he’s in Yongning, right?"

"Normal my foot! My brother has never had such an exaggerated reputation that people would seek him out the moment they know his location."

After a glance at Mo Ling, Feng Yuan said with a mischievous smile,

"Do you have so little faith in your brother?"

"What lack of faith? This is the truth! We have been in Yongning for a while, and I’ve never seen anyone come to us of their own accord, except for you."

"Humph~ This just shows that I have a keen eye~"

"No! I never intended to help you. Seeking refuge was just an excuse. Mooching off your hospitality is more like it."

Mo Ling and the others looked at Feng Yuan speechlessly, not understanding why he insisted on such an explanation.

"Tomorrow is the day the beast tide is supposed to happen..."

In the residence Feng Yuan had created, Mo Ling wrapped in a blanket huddled on the bed speaking in a low voice to himself, while Hu Weng stood at the door and sighed after glancing at the closed door to Mo Ling’s room.

Yao Yin seemed to be in a gloomy mood. After arriving in Zhen Nan City, she didn’t go out for a leisurely walk. Instead, she had a pot of floral tea made by the accompanying cook and sat by herself under a tree in the courtyard, idly looking around and sipping tea slowly.

Guo Huai, although somewhat downcast, had experienced similar events before and quickly put the matter out of his mind. After entering his room, he dove into the Data Domain to continue experimenting with his new alchemy technique. Only the system knew the unrest within Guo Huai’s heart.

After bringing everyone to the residence and tossing his luggage into his room, Feng Yuan went out to stroll. The interesting knick-knacks on the street caught the curious eye of Xiao Ji in his arms.

Every now and then, Feng Yuan would stop by those stalls, pick up small ornaments, and try them on Xiao Ji. Seeing Xiao Ji in Feng Yuan’s arms, most vendors became extremely careful, fearing they might accidentally anger the Divine Envoy before them.

After trying for a while, Feng Yuan wrapped a square scarf around Xiao Ji’s head and said,

"How about this one?"

Xiao Ji found the square scarf uncomfortable and kept rubbing his head against Feng Yuan in an attempt to scratch it off. Noticing Xiao Ji’s dislike, Feng Yuan sighed, put away the scarf, and paid the worried vendor.

"Too bad, there’s nothing suitable for you. The status of Spirit Beasts at this time is still too high..."

After wandering around Zhen Nan City for a while, Feng Yuan hadn’t found any special ornaments for Spirit Beasts, and the human ornaments just didn’t suit Xiao Ji. Unable to find anything appropriate, Feng Yuan reluctantly held Xiao Ji and walked into a random inn.

"You don’t mind if I sit here, do you? Mr. Feng Yuan, or should I say... Feng Yuan?"

Feng Yuan, who was feeding Xiao Ji, lifted his head with an unfriendly stare at the middle-aged man sitting before him. The man smiled and said,

"What? Am I wrong?"

After feeding Xiao Ji another morsel of food, Feng Yuan said, keeping his eyes on the man,

"Aren’t you worried I’ll kill you to silence you?"

"You won’t. Although I don’t know where your confidence comes from, you don’t seem to be worried about others recognizing your identity."

"Of course, that’s because everyone who has recognized me is already dead."

The man hesitated for a moment, looking at Feng Yuan’s cold smile, and said with some disappointment,

"It seems Mao Xin has misjudged the person."

"Speak, what is your true purpose in seeking me out?"

"Do you really want to discuss it here?"

Mao Xin glanced around and asked in a low voice. Feng Yuan looked back at him and said,

"Then where do you suggest we talk? The underworld?"

"You jest. Mao Xin isn’t eager to visit that place so soon."

"How about we go to your place in Zhen Nan? Mao Xin would also like to take the opportunity to pay a visit to Miss Mo Ling."

"Your information is quite accurate. However, aren’t you worried about her brother creating trouble for you?"

"Her brother?"

Mao Xin was puzzled by the term Feng Yuan used, but after thinking for a moment and smiling faintly, he realized who Feng Yuan was referring to and said,

"Mao Xin is no sprightly youth in the prime of life."

"Tsk, it’s not like there are no strange uncles out there. Fine, have it your way. Let’s talk after I’m done eating."

Feng Yuan continued to feed Xiao Ji while eating his own meal. Quite some time later, he left the inn, still grumbling to Mao Xin on the way,

"Didn’t even offer to treat me and made me pay my own bill."

Mao Xin simply smiled and didn’t explain, quietly following behind Feng Yuan. Upon returning to the private residence, Feng Yuan pushed open the door and bellowed,

"Be mindful of anything private!!! People from the City Lord Mansion of Zhen Nan are here!!!"

Hearing Feng Yuan’s shout, Mao Xin’s expression changed, and he said in a low voice,

"How did you know I am from the City Lord Mansion of Zhen Nan?"

Normally Mao Xin didn’t show his face, and within Zhen Nan City, not many people knew of his identity. Moreover, he was certain those who knew were loyal and reliable, never disclosing his identity to outsiders.

"Secret~"

Just then, Hu Weng came out, looking puzzled at the person following Feng Yuan. After hesitating, he asked Feng Yuan,

"Who is this?"

After welcoming Mao Xin inside, Feng Yuan waved his hand, and a translucent barrier enveloped the entire residence without alarming anyone.

"Military Advisor of the City Lord Mansion of Zhen Nan, Yun Maoxin. I believe you must be quite familiar with the details."

Feng Yuan said, looking toward Hu Weng. Upon hearing Feng Yuan’s words, Hu Weng observed Yun Maoxin with shock and then said with some confusion,

"To my knowledge, the Mr. Yun of Zhen Nan City is an elderly gentleman in his sixties... this person..."

"It’s just a facade. After all, he is an important figure for the City Lord Mansion of Zhen Nan. Lacking sufficient strength himself, such means are necessary to ensure his safety."

"It seems you are indeed more mysterious than Mao Xin imagined."

Yun Maoxin smiled, glanced at Feng Yuan, then looked toward Hu Weng and said,

"Indeed, I am Yun Maoxin of Zhen Nan City, and the reasons are as he said. My power is insufficient, so I resorted to such a little trick to ensure safety."

"Then why have you suddenly appeared before us? I don’t believe for one second that you would take such a risk over some trifle."

Hu Weng bluntly questioned Yun Maoxin. If Mo Ling, or Mo Li’s shadow guards were present, he wouldn’t have been so direct. But since everyone was scattered, there were only a few shadow guards with them, and Hu Weng didn’t trust Feng Yuan and his company enough to consider them reliable. Considering the possibility of being ambushed, Hu Weng thought it safer to clarify friends and foes directly.