Ma Xiaotao: I'm really fired up right now!

Images of Mu Guiyun intimately chatting and laughing with a strange girl kept surfacing in Ma Xiaotao's mind.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaotao, already gloomy, felt her fury burning. Compounded by the flaws in her own martial soul, she found herself tortured by both inner fire and evil fire, causing her peerless, delicate face to twist involuntarily.

Mu Guiyun, who had been smiling just a moment ago, suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He felt the delicate body in his arms gradually tense up, and even Ma Xiaotao's fair skin began to flush with a layer of crimson.

Looking down, he saw Ma Xiaotao gazing at him with a smile, yet a dangerous glint flickered in the depths of her eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Guiyun's mouth twitched, and a bad premonition instantly surged into his heart.

"Guiyun, can you tell me where you went? And who you were with?"

As Ma Xiaotao's voice fell, Mu Guiyun felt the jade arms wrapped around his waist tighten, eventually locking him firmly in place.

Because the two were so close, even her ample headlights were squeezed out of shape.

Mu Guiyun could even clearly perceive that Ma Xiaotao's delicate body was gradually heating up, especially around her lower abdomen, which was becoming incredibly scalding.

"This..."

Mu Guiyun's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he hurriedly said with a righteous expression, "I went to secretly investigate the corruption within the Shrek City Defense Army. Sister Xiaotao, you have no idea what these bastards have been doing behind the scenes..."

"Is that so?"

A dangerous arc curled at the corners of Ma Xiaotao's mouth. She didn't believe a single punctuation mark of what Mu Guiyun said.

Recalling the ambiguous attitude between Zhang Lexuan and Mu Guiyun during this period, plus the scent of unknown perfume on him, Ma Xiaotao licked her somewhat dry lips.

"Well, your sister here has also encountered some trouble that requires a good investigation by Mr. Detective. I wonder what you think about that?"

She significantly emphasized the word "investigation."

Huh? You, this investigation—is it even legitimate!

Mu Guiyun hurriedly leaned back tactically; he had no desire to experience Ma Xiaotao's Rich Lady's Happy Fire right now.

"This... I'm not feeling well today, definitely next time!"

Mu Guiyun gave a sheepish smile and was just about to slip away when he suddenly discovered that Ma Xiaotao's jade hand was already resting behind his neck.

"Definitely next time? Hehehe~"

Ma Xiaotao let out a sinister chuckle, then applied a slight force with her hand, pulling Mu Guiyun's head directly in front of her.

Staring into those bright golden eyes, Ma Xiaotao, unable to hold back any longer, curled her lips again:

"I'm very fired up right now!"

Several hours later, a satisfied Ma Xiaotao was the first to get up. She tidied her messy white nightgown and the hair matted together by sweat before stepping toward a nearby mirror with her bare feet.

Looking at her own flushed face in the mirror, Ma Xiaotao smiled with contentment.

Glancing at Mu Guiyun on the floor, who looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears, Ma Xiaotao couldn't help but tease him again: "You sure know a lot of tricks!"

Mu Guiyun didn't respond, simply rolling over to leave Ma Xiaotao with a powerless back.

He had been thoroughly "walnut-polished"...

Although he hadn't been burned by fire, he had been forced to reenact famous Three Kingdoms battles for several hours, and in the end, he was even forced to have his face washed several times.

Seeing that Mu Guiyun ignored her, Ma Xiaotao's pretty face couldn't help but flush again.

She then took two gold cards from her Soul Tool and placed them slowly on the table. "Here, you performed well. This is your reward. I'm going to go cultivate now!"

After doing this, a refreshed Ma Xiaotao turned and left the secret chamber.

Without the trouble of the evil fire, she planned to cultivate intensely!

Watching the gold cards shimmering on the table, Mu Guiyun began to gesture indignantly at Ma Xiaotao's retreating back.

What is the meaning of this? This is nothing but naked humiliation!

After putting the gold cards away, Mu Guiyun turned to look at his soaked clothes; the faint scent of seafood on them made him frown subconsciously.

Ugh, it reeks.

Meanwhile, in a residential area of Shrek City, a fully armed squad from the Shrek City Defense Army had surrounded Baldy Zhao's residence.

Looking at the corpse covered by a white sheet, a trace of displeasure rose on Wu Lie's face.

As an officer of the Shrek City Defense Army, Wu Lie had been resting at home when he was informed of a homicide in the southern residential district, forcing him to leave his bed.

His gaze fell on Little Yellow Hair, who was shivering not far away. Wu Lie's expression darkened as he asked, "What is going on here?"

Seeing Wu Lie's gaze fixed on him, Little Yellow Hair shuddered, his speech becoming stuttered.

"That... I, I came to find Brother Zhao for a drink, but as soon as I walked in, I saw Brother Zhao lying on the ground..."

Hearing this, Wu Lie frowned subconsciously and turned his gaze toward the local magistrate.

The magistrate understood immediately and said in a deep voice, "The deceased is named Zhao Lei, 37 years old, a level 22 Soul Grand Master, and a drifter in this area."

"As for the cause of death, the preliminary judgment is a vendetta. The wounds on Zhao Lei's body are directly on his vitals, and, and..."

At the end, the magistrate's expression became somewhat strange.

"And what?"

"Furthermore, when we arrived, Zhao Lei's bits and Lan Zhi's were also gone."

The officer's words left Wu Lie stunned.

What do you mean gone?

Refusing to believe it, Wu Lie crouched down beside Baldy Zhao's corpse. The moment he lifted the white sheet, the sight before him made his own lower regions tighten.

Damn it, who could it be? Such a vicious method!

Wu Lie couldn't help but shiver, then fell into deep thought.

Could this be the work of an Evil Soul Master? That shouldn't be right. How much nerve would an Evil Soul Master need to run wild in Shrek City?

If he ruled out an Evil Soul Master, then why would the killer cut those things off? To use as medicinal ingredients?

"Right, we also found this at the scene."

At this moment, the officer beside him remembered something and handed a card directly to Wu Lie.

Looking down, the green monster pattern on the card made Wu Lie's heart contract violently.

As a graduate of the Shrek Outer Court, he knew all too well what this pattern represented.

"Alright, let's end this matter here. Classify it as a suicide."

"Ah? But if the higher-ups investigate..."

Seeing Wu Lie make the final decision, the officer's expression became awkward.

He couldn't possibly write in the report that the deceased committed suicide by stabbing himself eighteen times in the back, could he? And that he had castrated himself before dying...

Who would believe that!

Hearing the mention of the higher-ups, Wu Lie felt a massive headache coming on. He was well aware of the shady dealings involving the City Defense Army officers; he even had a hand in them himself.

If this blew up, none of them would be able to escape the consequences.

"Just write it that way for now."

After dismissing the officer, Wu Lie summoned one of his trusted subordinates and transmitted his voice secretly: "Go tell them, if they don't want to die, everyone had better keep a low profile for now!"