Chapter 664: 666, the current situation in the secular world (first update)

"It’s not just for you," the innkeeper said with a smile, "The Hundred Flowers Conference is just around the corner, isn’t it? This is a gift from our inn to our new and regular customers. Don’t be fooled by the mask’s appearance; it’s actually not worth much money. You can rest assured and accept it without any burden on your conscience."

Seeing that Chu Jin still looked unconvinced, the innkeeper grabbed Chu Jin’s wrist, led her outside, and pointed to a pile of boxed gifts, "Look, these are prepared for our other customers. We just haven’t had the chance to deliver them yet."

With that, the innkeeper opened one of the gift boxes, and sure enough, it contained a beautifully extravagant mask.

It seemed the innkeeper was telling the truth.

This was indeed the gift they had prepared for their customers.

After all, the Hundred Flowers Conference is a major festival that happens only once in a decade. It’s normal for merchants to engage in such festival marketing to attract more customers.

Chu Jin felt relieved and said with a smile, "Then, thank you, innkeeper."

The innkeeper waved her hand and said with a smile, "Don’t mention it, don’t mention it. Just remember to patronize our inn more in the future. Oh, and Miss Chu, remember to wear this mask on the day of the Hundred Flowers Conference as a form of promotion for our inn. You see, is that okay?"

These days, Chu Jin often heard passersby talking about the Hundred Flowers Conference.

So, she had a basic understanding of it.

Originally, she had planned to join the hustle and bustle of the Hundred Flowers Conference anyway.

Now that she had a ready-made mask, she didn’t need to spend money to buy one. Why not?

"That’ll be fine," Chu Jin nodded slightly.

"Then thank you, Miss Chu," the innkeeper said with a beaming gaze, then continued, "Miss Chu, I’ll go deliver gifts to other customers now, I won’t disturb you any longer."

"Alright, take care." Watching the innkeeper knock on the door of the room opposite hers, Chu Jin closed her door.

On her side, the innkeeper looked somewhat distressed at the pile of gift boxes.

So many masks, how long would it take to deliver them all?

And each mask was worth a fortune; it seemed like the boss really invested heavily this time.

Chu Jin returned to her room and after watching TV for a while, she went back into her space to meditate and recuperate.

Finally, night passed.

The east was now tinged with the pale light of dawn, and the red sun peeked out its edges, painting the surrounding clouds red.

In an alleyway.

Luo Yu lay amidst a pile of trash, slowly opening her eyes.

Her body was covered with wounds, large and small. Except for her face, there was scarcely an inch of unmarked flesh on her.

If it weren’t for her background in ancient martial arts, she might have long since passed on.

The humiliating scene from the previous night replayed before her eyes.

Her pure body had been violated by ten lowly men. Just thinking about it made Luo Yu feel nauseous, as if she wanted to vomit up even her intestines.

As the sun rose higher and more people began to fill the streets, although Luo Yu hid in an alley, she might still be discovered.

Trembling, Luo Yu stood up, picked up her torn clothes, wrapped them around herself, found a shortcut, and limped toward the direction of the Chu Family.

By now, Zhao Yan probably hadn’t woken up yet, and Chu Xiu should still be at school and not yet home.

She couldn’t let anyone see her in such a sorry state.

Otherwise, forget about marrying Mo Zhixuan, she might not even manage to stay in the Chu Family.

Once she got back, she would definitely hire some assassins to rip those ten old gangsters to pieces!

Luo Yu couldn’t enter the Chu Family’s front door in her current state.

Luckily, she was very familiar with the Chu Family and knew there was a dog hole in the backyard.

Now, her only option was to crawl back through that dog hole.

Facing the dog hole, Luo Yu gritted her teeth and eventually crawled through it with great humiliation.

Everything was as she expected.

Zhao Yan hadn’t woken up yet. Luo Yu quietly slipped upstairs, locked her bedroom door behind her, then entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. She let the hot water wash over her body, trying to cleanse away the traces.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, the scenes from the previous night flooded her mind, and she felt a wave of nausea, quickly leaning over the toilet to retch.

She knew.

She couldn’t wait any longer because this incident could be exposed at any moment.

After all, she had ordered those ten men to take photos.

In this world, there are no walls that don’t leak.

Luo Yu must marry Mo Zhixuan now.

However, listening to Boss Mo’s wife, it seemed she was reluctant to let Mo Zhixuan marry her so soon. It looked like Luo Yu would have to figure out another way.

Luo Yu leaned over the toilet, her eyes flashing with a glint of determination.

What Luo Yu didn’t know was that her every move was being observed by the one-eyed gardener in the garden.

The one-eyed gardener had even secretly installed a hidden camera in the bathroom.

At this moment, he was watching the screen with eyes gleaming wickedly, thrilled by the excitement.

Who would have thought?

The lady, who seemed so proper on the surface, led such a dissolute private life.

Looking at her now, it seemed she had been well pleasurized by a man last night, hadn’t she?

After a short while.

The servants’ quarters echoed with the panting breaths of the one-eyed gardener.

The Mo family.

Mo Zhixuan had a few words with Boss Mo’s wife before returning to the mundane world.

To not disappoint Boss Mo’s wife, he only mentioned he was going for a look and did not bring up Chu Jin.

Seeing this, Boss Mo’s wife didn’t mention Chu Jin either but simply said to come back early.

Watching Mo Zhixuan’s departing figure, Boss Mo’s wife sighed deeply.

Alas.

It seemed that Mo Zhixuan still hadn’t given up on searching for Chu Jin.

Even if.

He never mentioned Chu Jin in front of her, she knew he had never been able to forget Chu Jin.

Chu Jin’s place in his heart was irreplaceable by anyone.

**

The mundane world.

Mo Zhixuan had not returned for a long time, and in order not to attract attention, he specifically used a disguise technique to hide his full head of silver hair.

Even so.

People still noticed him.

After all, he was the head of the Mo family, and also the husband of the National Goddess.

Staying low-profile was impossible.

The National Goddess was already well-known throughout China mainland.

"Is that Boss Mo? Could you please wait a moment?" Three young girls ran up behind Mo Zhixuan.

"Hello," Mo Zhixuan responded politely, keeping a safe distance from them.

"It really is Boss Mo!" The girl was extremely excited, "But, why are you alone? Where is our goddess? Why isn’t she with you?"

The goddess had been absent from the public eye for too long, hence her excitement.

According to international conventions, where there was Mo Zhixuan, there would naturally be the goddess.

A subtle and obscure dark light flashed through the depths of Mo Zhixuan’s eyes, then he slowly opened his mouth, "Jin has other things to be busy with, so, she’s not with me."

"When will our goddess update her microblog then? We really miss her," the girl continued to ask, with a spark of excitement in her eyes, thinking that after Boss Mo returned, he would surely convey her words, and they could immediately see the goddess update her microblog.

Even if they couldn’t see the goddess, it would be great to see her update her microblog.

A year ago, three days after Chu Jin married Mo Zhixuan, she announced on her microblog that she was taking a two-year break from writing.

Afterward, Chu Jin never again showed up on her microblog.

Not a single post was made.

The same was true for Mo Zhixuan.

Both of them seemed to have vanished without a trace.

However, over the past year, the National Goddess’s popularity not only persisted but increased, trending numerous times.

The video of their wedding day went viral across the entire network.

Looking at the hopeful young girls, Mo Zhixuan continued to speak, his tone gradually becoming slower, "I might have to disappoint you, mobile phones have radiation, so she probably won’t update her microblog for a while."

Mobile phones have radiation?

Can’t update microblog?

A glimmer of awareness flickered in the eyes of the three young girls, vaguely impressive.

As Mo Zhixuan turned to leave, the three girls spoke up again, "Boss Mo, can we take a photo with you?"

Being so handsome as Boss Mo, a photo with him would definitely trend.

"I’m sorry," Mo Zhixuan politely declined, "If I were to take a photo with you, Jin might misunderstand."

The three girls showed understanding, their hearts pounding with more excitement. The goddess was truly lucky to have married such a good husband.

Thus, that evening.

"National Goddess Suspected Pregnant" appeared as a trending search on microblog.

Mo Zhixuan first arrived at Huagui Park.

Here, no one had lived for over a year, but it still retained its original appearance, with not a speck of dust on the clean floor.

The arrival of someone.

A fluffy thing fell from the sky.

"Jin..." The word ’brother’ hadn’t even come out before it got stuck in his throat. White Tiger walked up to Mo Zhixuan, its eyes clearly showing disappointment, "Mr. Mo, you’re back."

"Yes." Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly.

"You..." White Tiger hesitated before speaking, "Did you find Jin?"

During the year Chu Jin had been missing, White Tiger had been living in the villa in Huagui Park, waiting for her return.

It was, after all, only a White Tiger.

But it was like a housekeeper, cleaning the villa thoroughly every day.

Ensuring the villa was always as clean as it was in the beginning.

Every day, it hoped Chu Jin would return.

Unfortunately, it was disappointed every day.

It could have taken the opportunity to run away and regain its freedom, yet it remained steadfast here.

Mo Zhixuan looked at White Tiger, his deep eyes filled with unfathomable gloom, and slowly shook his head, his voice coming out very slowly, "No."

"It’s okay," White Tiger tried hard to muster a smile, "Mr. Mo, I believe Jin will come back."

"Yes," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "I believe so too."

"White Tiger, come back to Superpower World with me. Jin might appear there, this place... is too desolate." Mo Zhixuan glanced at the vast living room, a bare expanse that could echo back a louder voice.

It was hard to imagine the desolation of living alone in such a large villa.

"I’m not afraid," White Tiger seemed to understand the meaning in Mo Zhixuan’s eyes, smiling softly, "I’m just a cat after all."

"Are you really okay with it?" Mo Zhixuan pulled out a cigarette and lit it, slowly exhaling a beautiful ring of smoke.

"Really, it’s okay. I’m used to it," White Tiger groomed its paws gracefully, "I want to stay here and not go anywhere else. Otherwise, when Jin comes back and finds I’m not here, she’ll be angry."

Mo Zhixuan sighed and said nothing more, turning to head upstairs.

In her bedroom, the air still seemed to carry her scent.

Thanks to White Tiger’s meticulous care, the bedroom remained as it was when she left, with strands of her hair still lingering on the hairbrush on the dressing table.

The green plants on the balcony continued to thrive.

Only the white hanging chair was missing the figure that used to rest there.

The red Xi character on the balcony had slightly faded.

Mo Zhixuan, looking at all this, didn’t know why his eyes reddened, and tears slowly blurred his vision.

He walked over to the bed, took off his shoes, and lay down on the bed with great caution.

Her distinct scent lingered on the bedding.

Mo Zhixuan clutched the bedclothes and breathed greedily; it felt as if she was still by his side. Before long, Mo Zhixuan drifted into sleep, his previously furrowed brow gradually relaxing.

Ever since Chu Jin disappeared, Mo Zhixuan had not slept soundly. Every time he closed his eyes, the scene that appeared was her collapsing beside the Konghou.

The ancient Konghou was stained with her blood.

Bright red blood.

It stained her clothes and also stained his heart.

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