Why Are You Following Me

"Damn, that was way too monstrous!" Jiu De Mai only dared to breathe after watching Lu Mingfei leave.

"Potato Girl, do you have the location of that ghost organization? Send it over. Little White Rabbit is likely heading for their base, and he's moving too fast for me to keep up," Jiu De Mai asked.

Su Enxi sent the coordinates to Jiu De Mai.

"Received!"

Jiu De Mai holstered her sniper rifle, strapped two ninja swords to her thighs, covered her face with a black silk scarf, tied her long hair into a single ponytail, and vanished from the spot.

At this moment, Bai Yan was fleeing like a stray dog. After spotting him, Lu Mingfei followed at a leisurely pace, curious to see where he would lead.

Finally, Bai Yan stopped. They had reached the deep heart of the mountain forest. Bai Yan pulled out a pass and waved it before a cliff face.

The cliff suddenly split down the middle, forming a gate. Only then was it revealed to be a camouflaged metal door leading into an artificially excavated tunnel.

Bai Yan glanced back, scrambled inside, and roared at the people within, "Shut the door, quickly!"

With a crisp clang, the gate slammed shut.

Lu Mingfei appeared at the entrance of the base.

Staring at the cliff face, he wondered, Is this the place?

Lu Mingfei swung his blade, sliced through the metal gate, and walked inside.

He was met by a dozen heavily armed personnel who opened fire on him with submachine guns.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Lu Mingfei simply flicked his blade, parrying the barrage of bullets with ease, as if a casual movement was all it took to block them.

"How is it possible to block bullets with a sword!" the armed men exclaimed in shock.

As the firing ceased, they began to reload. When they looked up after finishing, they found that Lu Mingfei had already vanished from his position.

One man felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down to see his torso soaked in blood; he had already been slashed.

"Thud. Thud, thud."

A series of bodies hit the floor as Lu Mingfei walked past them, blade in hand.

Li Yuan, the base's chief director, watched the surveillance footage.

"Is this the terrifying Half-Blood that Bai Yan spoke of?"

He licked his lips. What a perfect specimen. He believed that with his help, the research on the perfect Dragon Evolution Drug would surely be accelerated significantly.

"Zzzzt."

The monitor suddenly cut to black.

Lu Mingfei looked at the camera in the hallway and sliced it clean off.

Along the way, every attack from the various armed personnel was resolved by Lu Mingfei in a single strike; he never needed a second.

Jiu De Mai also arrived at the base entrance. She looked at the severed metal gate—it was thirty centimeters thick, yet it had been sliced through with such ease.

He didn't even use that move that killed the Dead Servant in an instant, Jiu De Mai thought, her perception of Lu Mingfei's terror deepening.

Spirit Word: Underworld Reflection.

Jiu De Mai's figure rapidly dissipated, as if she were being erased.

Lu Mingfei walked into an empty laboratory. It was pitch black inside, not a sliver of light to be seen.

He found the switch and turned on the lights.

What met his eyes were rows of culture vats, most containing humans with scales.

He could see men, women, and even children floating in the liquid, their faces pale—too pale to be human.

Listening closely, he could hear the faint wheezing from within, sounds already very close to those of a fully formed humanoid Dead Servant.

Lu Mingfei watched all of this in silence. So, this is the true face of these Dead Servants.

The air trembled slightly.

A sense of pressure descended upon Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei continued forward, though his pace was slightly faster than before.

Jiu De Mai followed behind him. As a ninja, she had ways to slow her heartbeat to a crawl and keep her breathing shallow, but just now, the Spiritual Pressure leaking from Lu Mingfei had nearly made her lose control of her heart rate.

How dangerous, Jiu De Mai sighed in relief.

However, why did she feel a chill on her neck?

Lu Mingfei stood behind her, his Zanpakuto pressed against her throat. "Why are you following me?"

He had felt something off earlier, a persistent sensation of being watched. He had assumed it was the surveillance, but the feeling hadn't vanished even after he destroyed the cameras.

If not for her soft gasp at the end, he wouldn't have known someone was tailing him.

Underworld Reflection deactivated.

Jiu De Mai immediately raised her hands. "Spare me, hero! I'm actually on your side!"

"How am I supposed to believe you?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"What do you think!" Jiu De Mai said with a long face.

"Turn around first. If you dare to make any small moves, the people outside will be your fate."

Jiu De Mai thought about how not a single person outside had survived, and she was terrified that this murderous brute would hack her to pieces too.

As a ninja, she wouldn't have been afraid even if a mission required her to face certain death, but to have a simple babysitting job lead to a lethal disaster was just absurd.

Jiu De Mai had no choice but to obediently turn around.

Lu Mingfei looked at the woman before him: a single ponytail, a black silk scarf covering her face, crimson eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes, and most striking of all, a pair of legs rarely seen in this world.

Once you saw a figure like that, you would never forget it.

"Show me your face," Lu Mingfei said coldly.

Jiu De Mai struggled for a moment before taking off the silk scarf. Her face was beautiful, possessing a gorgeous, vivid aesthetic.

"Give me a reason to trust you," Lu Mingfei continued.

"Look at my combat suit," Jiu De Mai said, pointing to the black combat suit she was wearing.

Lu Mingfei looked over. The tight-fitting combat suit accentuated every curve of her body. She had a great figure, but what did that have to do with his question?

Lu Mingfei looked at her with suspicious eyes.

"Didn't you notice that my combat suit is identical to the one worn by the person who helped you earlier, aside from the model number?" Jiu De Mai asked, blinking.

A silence followed, and Lu Mingfei sheathed the blade he had been holding against her neck.

"That young girl helped me, so I'll let this incident of you tailing me slide. I won't ask for your reasons either, but remember: there won't be a next time," Lu Mingfei warned her.

Jiu De Mai nodded repeatedly, her expression submissive.

"You're coming with me," Lu Mingfei told Jiu De Mai.

Too afraid to refuse, Jiu De Mai followed him with a dejected look on her face.

At this moment, Bai Yan was pounding fiercely on a white metal door.

"Let me in, quickly! He's coming!" Bai Yan shouted, on the verge of a breakdown.

"Dr. Bai, given the current situation, we cannot let you in. However, we have released the perfect creation crafted by everyone; it will help you deal with that Half-Blood."

Li Yuan's voice echoed from the speakers in the hall, which was constructed entirely of white material.

A group of serpentine Dead Servant appeared in the hall. Their Dragon-like bodies were as bulky as football players, and their long, python-like tails dragged across the floor.

"It's useless, it's completely useless! You don't understand his terror at all!" Bai Yan cried out.