A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, "If he's really that powerful, he must have a way to keep me here."
In this game, she was well cared for by everyone in the Golden Flame Palace, and she also had a good father like Mo Quan.
Everything is infinitely better than reality, and there's no need to toil away as a corporate slave in reality.
Feng Chi looked at Mo Xiyuan and joked, "Good luck, friend."
Mo Xiyuan bit her lower lip, her face showing a resolute expression, and said resolutely, "Go for it!"
Having said that, she walked heavily toward the palace.
Feng Chi followed leisurely behind her, his eyes occasionally glancing around.
At this moment, Mo Xiyuan suddenly stopped in her tracks. She quickly turned around to look at Feng Chi, frowning as she asked, "What are you doing now?"
Feng Chi, with his hands casually hanging at his sides, replied with an easy expression, "Going into the hall, huh? I didn't realize."
Mo Xiyuan raised an eyebrow and spoke in a higher voice, "That's right, didn't you just come out?!"
Feng Chi shrugged, looking completely unconcerned, and said, "What's wrong with me going back in? Is that a problem?"
Mo Xiyuan: "..."
Feng Chi then said, "The boss is mild-mannered and doesn't say things easily. What if he's fooled by you? I'll have to keep an eye on him."
Mo Xiyuan's eyes were wide open.
She pointed to herself, her face full of disbelief. "... Nan Xunran... could have been fooled by me???"
Feng Chi nodded vigorously, his expression serious.
Mo Xiyuan sighed softly and said earnestly, "Don't use too thick a filter."
Then she added, "I should be thanking God he didn't kill me, and I even tried to fool him."
Feng Chi ignored her and turned away decisively.
He strode into the hall, his robes fluttering in the wind.
He left behind only one resounding statement. "Don't smear my boss."
Mo Xiyuan's cheeks puffed up with anger as she glared fiercely at Feng Chi's retreating figure.
Then, she took a deep breath and followed Feng Chi into the hall.
Inside the hall
A series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.
A moment later, the palace doors were pushed open forcefully.
Feng Chi appeared in the hall like a whirlwind, "Boss, I'm back!"
The next instant, he saw the situation inside the hall and froze on the spot.
Shangguan Xieyue was seen tightly embracing Nan Xunran, their posture intimate yet strange.
Shangguan Xieyue's long, flowing hair was slightly disheveled, her face was filled with lingering fear, and her beautiful eyes were bloodshot.
Deep within those eyes, a faint glimmer of lingering fear flickered.
Feng Chi's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. His mouth opened and closed several times, but he could only utter a question full of doubt, "... What are you doing?"
Nan Xunran looked up upon hearing the sound.
At this moment, Shangguan Xieyue suddenly turned her head and shouted at Feng Chi, "Get out!"
Just then, Mo Xiyuan was about to step into the hall.
She had just stepped one foot over the threshold when the sudden roar startled her so much that she trembled and quickly pulled her foot back.
Before she could even react, Feng Chi had already turned around and ran away at an incredible speed.
Feng Chi pressed his hand tightly against Mo Xiyuan's back, urging urgently, "Let's go!"
Many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Although he knew very little about Shangguan Xieyue, he knew from the few words his boss's other subordinates had said that this man was a madman that only his boss could control.
Once Shangguan Xieyue starts fighting, he never cares who his opponent is.
Moreover, she's a saint; heaven knows what other formidable tricks she has up her sleeve.
It was already strange enough that she had appeared in the palace without his noticing at all.
I don't want to get hurt, so I'll wait until later.
Thinking of this, Feng Chi pushed Mo Xiyuan away forcefully while lowering his voice and saying, "Let's do it later!"
Mo Xiyuan looked astonished and exclaimed, "Huh??"
She leaned back slightly, trying to resist, but appeared so weak and powerless under Feng Chi's strong push.
Soon, the two left the hall, and the hall door slammed shut with a dull thud.
The hall was so quiet that it was as if time had stood still.
The sound of a pin dropping could be clearly heard, and only the faintest breaths echoed in the air.
Shangguan Xieyue's voice was choked with sobs, tears welling in her eyes. "A-Xun..."
Nan Xunran lowered her eyes. "What's wrong?"
Shangguan Xieyue wrapped her arms tightly around Nan Xunran, as if only in this way could she find a sense of security.
"... I dreamt that something happened to you."
Her voice choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face, leaving streaks of tears on her delicate features.
Nan Xunran paused for a moment, then said, "It's a dream, don't take it seriously."
Shangguan Xieyue nodded repeatedly, but tears flowed freely like a burst dam.
"But it felt too real, not like a dream at all, more like something that would happen in the future."