Turning the Trap Around

Before midnight, a message spread through Suotuo City.

Myriad Phenomena Yuan Yu led his men to the North of the City.

It is said that Mr. Xu's body was found there.

The message traveled very quickly.

In the backyard of the Spirit Arena, several guards were whispering among themselves.

The VIP Passage, however, was very quiet.

Yuan Yu sat on the crossbeam above the passageway, twirling Wine Gourd in his hand.

Tang Sanzang was in the shadows, with the Blue Silver Grass spreading out along the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing guarded the left exit.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar were at the back.

Ma Hongjun squatted next to a pile of empty boxes, looking unhappy.

Dai Mubai also arrived.

His arm hadn't fully recovered, so he was only responsible for guarding the outermost door.

Flender originally didn't want him to come, Dai Mubai only replied with one sentence:

"I'll just stand there and not lift a finger."

Finally, Zhao Wuji carried him to the door.

"If a fight really breaks out, then shout."

Dai Mubai's face turned ugly.

"Teacher Zhao, my arm is just numb, it's not useless."

"Then you'd better stand still."

So almost the entire Shrek crew arrived.

This time it's not the Dueling Platform.

But everyone has their own place.

Ma Hongjun initially felt ashamed of guarding the boxes, but his expression immediately turned serious when he saw that Tang San had placed a piece of Blue Silver Grass at the bottom of each box.

"Is there really something wrong with these boxes?"

Tang San said in a low voice, "It's not certain. But they need to settle accounts, and the box is the most convenient thing for them."

Ma Hongjun touched his nose.

"Fine, tonight whoever touches the box, I'll burn their pants leg."

Oscar reminded them from behind.

"Don't burn the bill."

Ma Hongjun choked.

"I know!"

Flender and Zhao Wuji did not enter the passage.

They stayed outside to keep an eye on the Spirit Arena manager.

The supervisor stood between the two, his face even more pale than Luo Heng's.

Flender said slowly, "Don't be nervous, we Shrek are reasonable."

Zhao Wuji clenched his fist beside him.

The supervisor almost burst into tears.

Is this what you call being reasonable?

In the VIP Passage, Yuan Yu looked up at the roof beams and then at the several exits.

"Zhuqing, the left side is for you. Fatty, watch the box. Xiao San, the ground. Rongrong and Xiao Ao, stay three zhang away from me."

Tang San had already spread the Blue Silver Grass along the cracks in the rocks.

The blades of grass were inconspicuous, winding around the bottom of the box and entangled several hidden clasps.

As soon as someone moves the box, Tang San will know first.

Ning Rongrong asked, "Why three zhang?"

"It won't be easy for you to get covered in dust if we fight."

Ning Rongrong glanced at him.

Can't you talk seriously for once?

Yuan Yu thought for a moment.

"Within three zhang (approximately 10 meters), I can save you in time."

Ning Rongrong then fell silent.

Why am I guarding the chest?

Oscar whispered, "Because you have a lot of temper, you're suited to be protected from fire."

Ma Hongjun wanted to refute it, but then felt that it made some sense.

On the other side, Dugu Bo sat in the shadows of the rooftop.

He didn't release his breath.

But Yuan Yu knew he was there.

The Azure Luan and the Ling Yuan were further away.

This was quite a lively affair.

Just as midnight arrived, footsteps echoed from the end of the VIP Passage.

Two people walked in.

A tall, thin man dressed as the deputy manager of the Spirit Arena.

Luo Heng.

Another was wearing a gray cloak and carrying a wooden box.

The bottom corners of the wooden box were covered in white ash.

Tang San had seen the same thing by the threshold of the accounting office during the day.

That was ash left after the certificate was burned.

Tang San twitched his fingertip.

Blue Silver Grass did not make a move.

Yuan Yu wanted to wait for them to speak first.

Luo Heng whispered, "Can the area North of the City really hold him off?"

The man in the gray cloak sneered.

"No matter how capable Myriad Phenomena is, he's only one person. If we throw Mr. Xu's body over there, he'll definitely look at it."

On the crossbeam, Yuan Yu shook his head as he listened.

Ma Hongjun, hiding behind the box, almost burst out laughing.

Tang San raised his hand, signaling everyone to be patient.

Every word the other party says now is evidence.

Luo Heng gritted his teeth.

"The accountant has been arrested."

"Then silence them."

He's at Shrek.

The man in the gray cloak paused for a moment.

"Then let's clean this place up first. Steward Lu said all the receipts must be removed before dawn."

Yuan Yu peered over the beam.

"Who is Steward Lu?"

The two of them froze simultaneously.

Luo Heng's lips trembled slightly.

The man in the gray cloak also looked up, his eyes meeting those smiling eyes on the beam.

They guarded the North of the City, but failed to guard the area above them.

Ma Hongjun jumped out from behind the box.

"Oh, someone burning debts?"

Luo Heng turned and ran.

Zhu Zhuqing darted out from the left, her claws forcing him to retreat back into the passage.

Dai Mubai guard at the outer gate, the phantom of the White Tiger already hovering on his shoulder.

Upon seeing those sinister eyes, Luo Heng's legs went weak, and he dared not even gamble with his retreat.

The man in the gray cloak raised his hand and flicked out a handful of powder.

Tang San's sleeves spilled Chinese medicine powder.

The two streams of powder collided in mid-air, and the gray mist dispersed.

Ning Rongrong's voice rang out.

"The Seven Treasure Mantra, the Second: Speed!"

Zhu Zhuqing's speed increased dramatically.

Luo Heng only felt a blur before his eyes, and a Hell Spirit Cat was already in front of his throat.

The man in the gray cloak still wanted to return it.

A flash of Lightning Flash appeared beneath Yuan Yu's feet, and he landed in front of him.

"Leave the box."

The man in the gray cloak gritted his teeth, and his Spirit Ring lit up.

The Five-Ring Soul King.

Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up.

"You really dare to fight?"

As soon as the gray-cloaked figure released his Martial Soul, a chilling aura descended from the rooftop.

Dugu Bo did not appear; he only said one sentence in a low voice.

"Try moving it."

The man in the gray cloak froze, his Spirit Ring nearly dissipating.

Titled Douluo.

His legs went weak.

Yuan Yu took the wooden box and opened it.

Inside were ledgers, vouchers, several small, worn-out plaques, and an unopened letter.

There was no signature on the envelope.

There is only one character: snow.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward.

"The characters are the same as those on the sign."

Tang San glanced at it.

"The newly engraved kind."

Zhu Zhuqing pulled out a thin account book from the bottom of the box.

"And this too."

The edges of the thin ledger were licked by fire; the date was the night of the Imperial Fighting Observation Match.

The sign above says the VIP Passage is open twice a night.

One was a medicine box.

One is a component of the Soul Guidance Lamp Array.

Yuan Yu opened the letter.

It says on it:

"Steward Cheng orders that the accounts be settled before dawn. If Myriad Phenomena questions us, lead us to the North of the City. If Dugu Bo gets involved, withdraw immediately."

Dugu Bo fell from the roof.

"Steward Cheng?"

The man in the grey cloak was deathly pale.

Luo Heng immediately knelt down.

"I'll tell you everything!"

Yuan Yu squatted down and looked at Luo Heng.

"Don't rush."

The Rosy Cloud Pattern slowly brightened.

"Say it sentence by sentence."

In the distance, the Fire Feather of the Ling Yuan flickered gently in the night.

A soft sound came from several exits at the same time.

Zhu Zhuqing's claws pressed against Luo Heng's throat, while Dai Mubai's White Tiger phantom blocked the outer gate.

The word "run" is out of the question.

Luo Heng collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling.

He had thought tonight was just about settling accounts.

Myriad Phenomena was led to the North of the City. The Shrek students had just finished fighting the Imperial Fighting and were too exhausted to investigate further.

But now, not a single member of Shrek is missing.

Ning Rongrong was there, Zhu Zhuqing was there, Tang San was there, and even the injured Dai Mubai was guarding the outer gate.

What's even more terrifying is that Dugu Bo is also there.

Luo Heng's knees buckled little by little.

He came to settle other people's accounts.

When I got here, I realized I was also on the list.

Lu Chen's face also turned pale.

Steward Cheng's words, "If Dugu Bo enters the game, withdraw immediately," were not meant for them.

But that sentence was written in the letter.

The letter is still in the box.

Cheng Su never intended for them to see it from the beginning.

Yuan Yu waved the letter in front of Luo Heng.

"Do you see clearly now? You are expendable pawns."

Luo Heng's lips trembled.

"Impossible. Steward Cheng promised me that I could leave Soto once the accounts were settled."

Dugu Bo sneered.

"Leave Soto? You almost died just now."

Ma Hongjun couldn't resist.

"What you said is well said, senior."

Dugu Bo glanced at him.

Ma Hongjun immediately shut up.

Yuan Yu handed the letter to Tang San.

"Keep this safe. We'll need it for questioning later."

Tang San nodded.

The Blue Silver Grass entangled Luo Heng and Lu Chen even more tightly.

The blades of grass tightened around their shoulders and arms, and also protected the back of their necks.

If someone wants to silence them, they have to live.

Dai Mubai, who was guarding the outer door, heard the commotion inside and took half a step forward.

Zhao Wuji grabbed him and pressed him down.

"Guard the gate."

"A fight broke out inside."

"You can't help Yuan Yu even if you go in; guarding the door is the best you can do."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and stood firm.

The next moment, a Black-Clad Men tried to escape through the Side Door.

Dai Mubai's eyes turned cold.

The White Tiger Martial Soul has possessed him.

"Now I can help."

He kicked the man back into the passageway.

Zhao Wuji laughed and cursed.

That's more like it.