Fei Jin was like a virtuous lady returning home. She maintained her graceful posture as she walked out from the balcony. She turned to the bedroom next to her. She even remembered to say, "Good night, everyone." Only then did she gently close the door and settle down.
Actually, everyone knew that with Luo Nan, a master of perception, there was no point in closing the door. It was just a gesture. Soon, the breathing in the bedroom turned from shallow to chaotic. It was as if they had sunk into a nightmare … … This was more or less the same result for the real Fei Jin.
"It would be better to ask Mr. Bai to come and take a look tomorrow. He's an expert in mental invasion and hypnosis. "He Yueyin gave a suggestion. Luo Nan was fine with getting rid of future troubles.
He Yueyin's goal in coming over wasn't just this. Luo Nan was very clear on this. He also thought of a good way to explain: "Um, Sister Yueyin, Mrs. Halder has arrived in Xia City … …"
Just as he started, loud whistles and jeers surged in from outside the balcony. A few extremely bored second generation kids were looking forward to Luo Nan and Fei Jin doing something on the balcony. Although Fei Jin had entered the room by herself, the seamless connection was made in the blink of an eye. A great beauty with even greater bearing and elegance came up. There seemed to be more room for imagination, so their moods were stirred up quite a bit.
This period of time was enough for quite a few people to stuff some alcohol and food down their throats. The effects of alcohol and drugs surged up, and the words that came out of their mouths became even more boundless. There was no need to talk about the off-key words. He Donglou, who had been the vanguard of stirring up trouble, simply gave up on the long-legged beauty he had just hooked up with when he saw the 'great stylish OL lady' from everyone's mouths. He pulled up his collar and ran away.
Under the simultaneous effects of Luo Nan's ruler and the Reading Ruler, perhaps he was the most pitiful person … … Serves him right!
Luo Nan ignored He Donglou. His gaze swept across the bodies of those fellows, but he didn't use any methods for now. He just reorganized his words: "Speaking of which, the people of the Bloodflame Order are quite interested in the abyssal region configuration. Tian Bang invited me to be his technical consultant, and Mrs. Halder is the same … … "
He intentionally skipped over the hard to explain node of the White Bone Mound. He reorganized a plausible logic, but He Yueyin should be able to understand seventy to eighty percent of it.
But Luo Nan himself was startled just as he finished speaking. Speaking of which, Tian Bang was the one who led the Fortress project and exerted his strength in the solidification of the abyssal region's configuration. Could it be that he had thoughts about the Bloodsoul Temple? This was a logical thing, and it was also an angle that he had neglected before.
"Mr. Luo, since we're talking about Tian Bang, I feel that Mrs. Halder would be very happy to let Tian Bang know about your cooperation with them. Tian Bang might not care, but it's hard to predict the team behind him."
"Uh, really?"
"If I can weaken Tian Bang's possible allies and gain a helping hand for myself, the risk itself isn't that great. Why not?"
"Hehe."
This was another question that Luo Nan had never thought about. However, with Lady Halder's shrewdness, it was normal for her to have considered all of this. Compared to her, Luo Nan's mental level was truly not on the same level.
At this moment, He Yueyin's gaze landed on the virtual work area. She stared at the sketch and was somewhat astonished. "This is a psychic drawing targeted at Madam Halder?"
"Sort of." Luo Nan responded unhurriedly. He already discovered that no matter how much he considered the conflict between Madam Halder and Tian Bang, it would be a waste of effort. He would not let go of the chance to deeply research the Bloodsoul Temple. The physical Bloodsoul Temple beneath the volcanic region of the southwest was still bitterly waiting for a breakthrough in the aspect of configuration. This could be considered an extremely important link in his plan to purify the cloud world and assassinate Gong Qi. He certainly could not let it go.
He Yueyin adjusted her angle and gradually stood side by side with Luo Nan. She observed the sketch very seriously. "I've seen Madam Halder once, and I always felt that her temperament was very hard to grasp. This drawing actually made my impression clear all of a sudden …. Do you have any more concrete information?"
"It's hard to say right now." Luo Nan did not speak of his immature opinion, but he gradually came to a conclusion in his mind.
He was certainly not a match for Madam Halder in terms of scheming, but from the perspective of the abyssal region's solidified configuration, Madam Halder had the virtual brain system to support her. The gap between them would only be greater.
Both sides cooperated with each other and mutually harmed each other. In the end, it all depended on the speed at which each side could materialize their advantages. Even if Madam Halder harbored ill intentions, as long as Luo Nan was able to crack the mystery of the Bloodsoul Temple, he would still be the one taking advantage.
At the very least, this was what Luo Nan understood.
There was a problem. Should he accept Madam Halder's invitation and enter through the main door with the identity of a technical consultant? Or should he be a bit more straightforward? Regardless of whether there was a door or not, he should just smash a door open and actively invade?
The psychic diagram had been drawn. What else was there to say?
Luo Nan curled his lips. He felt more and more that these matters were meaningless. As his thoughts became clear, a stream of information was stimulated. It crossed space and connected with the Wraith Sign, who was standing guard in the cloud world.
The spider silk that hung down by itself was proven to be useless against Madam Halder. Luo Nan could only let the Wraith Sign personally take action in search of a miraculous effect.
The ugly and strange demon traversed the deep mental space several seconds later. It also traversed the barrier between the cloud world and the local space and time. It descended noiselessly. It found its target amidst the turbid flow of emotions of the millions and millions of people in Xia City. It gradually approached.
Eastern City District. The two First Oblatums of the Bloodflame Order were in the room. The silence grew longer and longer. Madam Halder closed her eyes, blocking out all light. However, her mind was illuminated by a candle. It penetrated the gloomy darkness, and her mind was clear and bright.
Only in this way could she obtain peace.
Of course, it was practically impossible for true peace to exist. This was because when one faced a master of perception, it was like encountering a soul that had always been attached to one's back. Perhaps there was no pressure from the Silent Thundercloud here, but a pair of eyes could lock onto one's target at any time. They would come and go willfully, and there was practically no possibility of concealment.
This was absolutely the power of an Extraordinary. Even though Luo Nan still had clear shortcomings right now, whether it was in terms of his body or his personality, his market prospects had already soared to the apex. They were boundlessly bright.
In a society like this, even if the price to earnings ratio continued to rise, it was impossible to stop the expectations of investors towards the future. And potential competitors would not be lenient. The capital market was filthy, but it was not inferior in the inner world.
A giant maelstrom of chaos had already formed. Would the investor who called himself a Traveler continue to invest in the market, or would he raise his butcher's knife? As for the Bloodflame Order and even Madam Halder herself, they clearly knew that a giant maelstrom was in front of them. Did they still want to throw their limited capital into it?
Well, she didn't have a choice.
Madam Halder had signed a gambling agreement. She used her limited strength to pry open an enormous amount of capital. She would either achieve success and fame, or she would leave with nothing, or she would even leap up to the rooftop...
Yes. She was very excited!
The element of crisis and despair seeped down from the higher levels of reason and emotion, layer by layer. They transformed into restless emotions and even trembled like electricity. From high to low, they converged into a flood, drowning her body and mind. Ever since she personally beheaded her husband, this was the feeling she treasured the most. Every time it came, she would carefully ponder over it and experience it for a long time.
"Boss."
Yin Le's trembling voice rang in her ears. The trembling contained within was similar to her own, but not in spirit. It was a complete collapse of the higher and lower levels. It was a dismal and chaotic situation that could not be sorted out.
It had to be said that after staying in the secular world for so long, Yin Le's way of thinking was no longer that of a qualified First Oblatum. Instead, she was that of an outstanding merchant. She had already lost the ability to extrapolate and analyze from the Extraordinary plane. She lacked the corresponding ability to resist pressure. From this perspective, she really couldn't compare to that traitor, Ren Hong.
However, Madam Halder knew very well that she was the one who had created this situation. She had never raised Yin Le as a successor. Not in the past, and not now.
Madam Halder still did not open her eyes. She only moved her hand that was on her knee a little outwards. Two seconds later, her fingertips touched Yin Le's smooth and delicate hair. The warmth of her palm and the top of her head intertwined, and it felt very comfortable.
She gently stroked it a few times, and then she heard Yin Le's muffled voice. "Boss, I'm sorry."
Yin Le was the executive officer of her business empire, a tentacle of power in the church, and a pet to amuse when she was bored. Madam Halder never had high expectations for Yin Le. As long as she could block out some of the noise from the secular world, it was enough.
From the looks of it, this "pet to amuse" had already far exceeded the upper limits of her expectations. This proved that it was a worthwhile investment. Since it was worth it, why would she be angry?
Madam Halder sighed softly. It wasn't because she was depressed, but rather, it was a rare emotion. Her action of caressing Yin Le's head was still gentle. Perhaps it was due to the relaxation after the high pressure, but today, her emotions were like spider webs swaying in the wind and drizzle. She couldn't sort them out and couldn't see them clearly.
As for the feeling, it wasn't bad... not bad?
A thought sprouted in her mind, and her stroking palm suddenly froze. Her heart was on guard. These remnant thoughts and distracting thoughts that had long since settled in her heart had surfaced. What was the reasoning behind this?
The air froze in an instant. Yin Le, who was extremely sensitive to begin with, felt her breathing and heartbeat stagnate along with the pause of the palm on her head. She didn't dare to move. She could only raise her eyes to look at her boss's expression.
Madam Halder opened her eyes at this moment. Their gazes lightly met. Yin Le subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she didn't dare to. She could only freeze there, doing her best to maintain the little bit of calmness she had on the surface.
Several seconds later, Madam Halder's sigh entered her ears once more. "Xia City really isn't a place to stay for long."
"Boss, then we..."
"This isn't a place you can leave whenever you want."
Madam Halder spoke faintly. She closed her eyes once more and withdrew her hand. "It's too late. Go rest. There's no point in thinking too much. It's better to have a good night's sleep. Good dreams... Mm. It's best if you don't dream."
"Yes, boss."
Yin Le didn't dare to say anything more. She slowly got up and left the room with light footsteps. She even turned off the lights.
Even though she was paying close attention, Madam Halder's sharp ears could still hear the rhythmic sound of footsteps echoing within the apartment.
The lingering sound was like an invisible demon. It drifted here and there, lingering without dissipating.
Did such a demon really exist?
Madam Halder was unable to obtain an answer.
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