Qing Accord

Yan Dongxu and the five Patriarchs accompanied Cheng Xin out.

They first went to the cemetery and found Cheng Xin's parents' graves.

After Cheng Xin paid respects to her parents, she cried her heart out.

She couldn't utter words seeking forgiveness, because her other persona had killed her parents.

Perhaps leaving this wish for last would have made the day a little happier.

After leaving the cemetery, they accompanied her to stroll around the city, buying her favorite clothes and trying lots of foods she had never eaten before.

Though Cheng Xin could hardly eat anymore, she still took one bite after another.

She was afraid this might be her last chance to taste these delicacies she had never tried.

The Green Saint, Qian Wanguan, told her there was no need for that.

Although her crimes were unforgivable, considering it was her other persona's doing, she would not be executed, but instead imprisoned in a sealed room.

In this way, when her normal persona emerged, she would still have some time for a normal life every day, at least not being confined.

The normal Cheng Xin showed a grateful smile upon hearing this.

She wanted to watch a movie, focusing intently and completely immersing herself in the cinematic world.

Yan Dongxu accompanied her throughout, seldom speaking.

He found Cheng Xin pitiable yet abhorrent.

How should one face a person with two personas?

Good and evil combined, it was difficult to decide.

For Cheng Xin, this day was like a child celebrating Children's Day.

Though going to the cemetery in the morning had dampened her mood.

But one could see the joy in her eyes.

"Let's go to the amusement park. I want to ride the Ferris wheel and the merry-go-round."

Yan Dongxu and the others fulfilled Cheng Xin's requests.

But after riding the Ferris wheel, Cheng Xin's mental state began to become unstable.

She seemed to be struggling with something, and eventually her body was dominated by her other persona.

"Well, well, how lovely of you all to bring me here to play," the evil persona emerged, signifying the arrival of the Master of the Death Coffin.

Despite the suppressing bracelet, wisps of dark energy still emanated from her body.

It was evident how formidable Cheng Xin truly was.

"Take her back," the Green Saint, Qian Wanguan, sighed.

The five Patriarchs combined their efforts to restrain Cheng Xin tightly, then vanished in a flash.

Yan Dongxu stood alone on the spot, feeling an emptiness in his heart.

He sat on the merry-go-round, his thoughts drifting as he spun round and round.

Would Cheng Xin be killed?

Would the Superhuman Alliance truly spare her?

Everything was unknown.

He did not believe the words of the five Patriarchs, as he had sensed intense killing intent from them all along.

Perhaps the five old men had refrained from acting against Cheng Xin to appease his emotions.

Ring, ring, ring!

Suddenly, he received a call from Liu Xinyu.

When he answered, he heard Liu Xinyu's sobbing voice.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked with concern.

"My dad... my dad committed suicide..." Liu Xinyu said in despair.

Yan Dongxu sighed, thinking that Uncle Liu had indeed done it.

Perhaps it was for Liu Xinyu's own good, and Uncle Liu had made the choice that would impact his daughter the least.

"I'll be right there." After hanging up, he used his spatial ability to travel to Liu Xinyu's home.

When he arrived, the yard was full of police officers.

Liu Xinyu sat on a chair, injured and with swollen eyes from crying.

When she saw Yan Dongxu, her eyes were filled with confusion.

"How did you know where my house is?" Liu Xinyu asked incredulously, as if she had discovered something.

"Yesterday after you went to the company, the driver dropped me off here. I've actually met your father before," Yan Dongxu said without concealing the truth.

"You've met him? Then why didn't you tell me yesterday? What did you say to my father? Why would he commit suicide?" Liu Xinyu tried to find the truth behind her father's suicide, already suspecting it might be related to Yan Dongxu.

Yan Dongxu slowly closed his eyes, and the two of them instantly moved into Liu Xinyu's bedroom.

A letter then appeared in his hand.

"This is what I found using my spatial ability. It's the suicide note your father hid under your mattress. You can take a look."

Liu Xinyu opened the letter excitedly, and it was indeed her father's handwriting.

After reading it, she fell silent.

She couldn't believe the content of the letter, couldn't believe that her father had been cooperating with the Death Coffin for over a decade.

Her father's business empire was actually supported by the Death Coffin.

It was all too difficult to accept.

The letter mentioned the events of the previous night, and Liu Xinyu understood everything.

She realized it was her father who had arranged for her to be drugged and sent to a hotel, to be offered to Bei Xiao.

But he had also pleaded for Yan Dongxu's help to rescue her.

Everything became clear, and Liu Xinyu collapsed into Yan Dongxu's embrace, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"It's all in the past. Your family's business will likely have to shut down many operations, but the ones you've been managing yourself won't be affected," Yan Dongxu comforted her.

"Although there will be a drop, the legitimate business operations unrelated to the Death Coffin, with clean money, you can continue using without worry."

"Mmm, I'll take care of it properly. I hope you can ask your friends from the Superhuman Alliance to help me purge all the moles from the entire group, and clear out the Death Coffin members," Liu Xinyu said after crying for a while, regaining her composure.

She asked Yan Dongxu to leave first, not needing him to stay and accompany her.

She could handle the remaining matters herself.

Yan Dongxu nodded. He couldn't help much with the company's affairs, and staying would only add pressure to Liu Xinyu.

This girl was very strong-willed, not wanting to burden those she cared about.

After leaving Liu Xinyu's home, he called Ye Qingya.

After getting the address, he took a taxi there.

The Qingya Pavilion, Ye Qingya's territory.

Upon arrival, Yan Dongxu was quite shocked.

Before coming, he had thought it would just be a small studio.

But when he arrived, he discovered that the Qingya Pavilion occupied a much larger area than even Ye Qingya's aunt's place.

It was fit for a prince's residence in ancient times.

"Finished with your business? Finally have time to come see me," Ye Qingya said happily upon seeing him.

She served him tea and snacks, never letting up.

"I'll sit for a bit and then leave. I couldn't come to the capital without visiting you," Yan Dongxu said.

"Just sitting for a bit won't do. You should stay the night," Ye Qingya invited him to stay.

"Isn't that inappropriate?" Yan Dongxu noticed that Ye Qingya was acting differently today, less aloof and more cordial than usual.

"What's inappropriate about it? I have plenty of rooms here, all ancient courtyards. You've definitely never experienced staying in one before."

"Ancient beds that emperors have slept in. Don't you want to experience that?" Ye Qingya said with a smile.

Yan Dongxu raised an eyebrow. "You have those here?"

"Of course. I bought them at a high price. The bedding is newly made using ancient techniques, never slept in by anyone," Ye Qingya boasted.

"Well, you have the bed, but unfortunately no consorts. No need to sleep then," Yan Dongxu joked.

"You're quite the dreamer, fancying yourself as the emperor now?" Ye Qingya teased.