The Mysterious Night Market, King in Yellow

At this moment, Su Ziyu was walking along the commercial street with Ruan Xiaoqi after getting her hair cut.

What had happened to the Special Affairs Department was naturally his handiwork. He had used part of the Void Shadow Beast's authority over shadows to tamper with that videotape.

After advancing to the Morning Star Tier, his grasp of the Grimoire had become more solid. He had once needed to set up a ritual, but now he only needed to use spirituality to form some clever connections, then use the magic of the Dark Wisdom Chapter to create illusions.

Moreover, that videotape would destroy itself after being used. Even if experts above the Morning Star Tier realized something was wrong and wanted to inspect it, they would have no chance. It was merely a small warning for those weaklings at the Awakening level.

Their weak strength made them completely incapable of comprehending the techniques contained within, but their imaginations could gradually spread the name Lord of Shadows.

This could be considered one of Su Ziyu's little guilty pleasures.

Pulling his thoughts back, Su Ziyu turned his gaze to Ruan Xiaoqi. He had taken the little girl to get her hair cut, trimming the long hair that had originally covered her eyes. Of course, Ruan Xiaoqi had refused stubbornly at first, but under Su Ziyu's firm insistence, she obediently gave in.

With just a slight trim, Ruan Xiaoqi had become even prettier. Her beautiful large eyes had once been hidden beneath her hair, making her seem somewhat eerie and pale. Now, with her hair cut shorter, her collagen-filled cheeks and bright, watery eyes vividly displayed the youthful charm of this sixteen-year-old girl.

Moreover, Su Ziyu had specially picked out several outfits for Ruan Xiaoqi. Her old white dress was fine, but it got dirty too easily after a few battles, so he had prepared a gothic black gown for her.

At first, he had wanted to buy Ruan Xiaoqi a maid outfit, but on second thought, it would have been a little too conspicuous out on the streets and didn't fit with his desire to keep a low profile. He still bought one, though; she would just have to wear it at home.

Seeing Ruan Xiaoqi change from an indifferent killer into an adorable young girl filled Su Ziyu with happiness.

Especially since Ruan Xiaoqi barely resisted any of his decisions. She was so obedient it made one's heart ache.

Whatever Su Ziyu told her to wear, she wore.

After strolling leisurely through the streets for a while, Su Ziyu also bought Ruan Xiaoqi several snacks.

They were expensive, but seeing Ruan Xiaoqi's happy smile, he could tell that this little girl was slowly changing and accepting this world.

Of course, Ruan Xiaoqi was not the only one who had changed clothes. Su Ziyu had also put on a yellow robe, which he had found in his grandfather's room.

He couldn't keep wearing a hospital gown forever, could he?

Su Ziyu remembered that this robe seemed to have been worn by his great-great-grandfather when he performed in plays.

Still, it looked quite handsome on Su Ziyu, and it even had a hood that could conceal his face when pulled up.

The two strolled along lightly and soon arrived at a street in the eastern part of the city.

This was a night market, one Su Ziyu had heard about—a night market for Transcendents nearby.

Many Transcendents traded in this night market. Su Ziyu had come here because he wanted to buy some intelligence and learn about the current balance of power among the Transcendents.

Leading Ruan Xiaoqi along, the two arrived at the entrance to the night market.

To avoid casually exposing their identities, both of them wore masks. Ruan Xiaoqi wore a little fox mask, while Su Ziyu wore a pale, soft mask that matched his yellow robe.

"First time here?"

Two guards, one fat and one thin, stopped Su Ziyu at the entrance.

Su Ziyu asked, "Yes. Is there anything I should be aware of?"

The fat guard chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest. "There's an entrance fee. Fifty per person."

Su Ziyu did not waste words. He took out a hundred and tossed it over. This time, he had brought all the remaining money from his family with him.

He had not touched the money in the bank cards, afraid of being discovered, but the cash and jewelry alone had netted him nearly three million Alliance Coins.

So Su Ziyu was not short on money.

The chubby guard's eyes lit up as he hurriedly accepted the money, even his tone becoming friendlier.

"You two, head straight ahead and you'll reach the night market.

But I have to remind you, the night market is Chief Steward Wang's territory. Don't cause trouble in there, or if Chief Steward Wang loses his temper, no one will be able to stop him."

Su Ziyu nodded and led Ruan Xiaoqi onward.

Watching Su Ziyu's retreating figure and staring at that yellow robe, the thin guard, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly said,

"Big Ox, don't you think you've seen that yellow robe somewhere before? It looks really familiar."

"Mm... now that you mention it, it does seem a little familiar..."

After a long silence...

Suddenly, the thin guard jumped up and cried out,

"I remember now! I saw it in the newspaper. It was some kind of play... What was it called again..."

The fat guard seemed to recall something as well. The flesh on his face trembled, and his pupils shook.

"King in Yellow!"

"That script... so many people died! A forbidden incident..."

The thin guard began trembling as well and grabbed the fat guard.

"Quick! Inform Chief Steward Wang! Tell him... the King in Yellow has appeared!

Who the hell would go around playing that thing for no reason? Does he have a death wish?!"