Jing Minghe wondered why Chi Hao said this shadowy figure would help them wake the town mayor.
He had always thought he was the only one who could see this blurry figure, and he hadn't expected Chi Hao to see it too.
But now was not the time for questions. Although he was very dissatisfied with Chi Hao's various concealments, he let it go when he thought about how he also hid things from others. After all, they were just a temporary team. Even Yu Mi, whom he knew from outside, he only understood a little and couldn't fully trust, let alone others.
Chi Hao blocked the two big men, preventing them from approaching Jing Minghe.
Seeing that the shadowy figure seemed to have no intention of making a move, Jing Minghe silently told himself, "The mission is most important," and then turned to run towards the mayor's son's room.
He didn't see anyone along the way.
Chi Hao was right. At this hour, no matter how much commotion there was outside, the mayor and his people wouldn't hear it.
So, who was that blurry figure?
Without much time to think, Jing Minghe saw the familiar room he had visited the previous night.
He had initially planned to use his strength to kick the door open, but just as he raised his foot, he remembered he was here to deceive, not to fight, so he sheepishly withdrew his raised foot.
After building up his courage at the door, Jing Minghe pushed the door open as he had the night before and walked in boldly.
Everything in the room was the same as the previous night, except for He Duo's corpse in the corner.
"Hasn't the mayor's son refreshed yet?"
Jing Minghe walked to the square table with the fruit platter, picked up an apple, and ate while he waited.
Just as he was wondering when the mayor's son would suddenly appear and how he would trick him into the ancestral hall, he was suddenly hugged from behind.
Here they come!
Jing Minghe took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and was about to speak when he heard the person behind him call him "baby," nearly making him spit out the apple he had just eaten.
Calm down, calm down. As long as he could leave, being called "baby" a few times wasn't a big deal. If he could tolerate it yesterday, he could tolerate it today.
"Lan Zhi, baby," the mayor's son held Jing Minghe tightly, "You're finally here to see me, that's great, baby."
Tsk, still calling him that!
To coax the person away as quickly as possible, Jing Minghe endured his discomfort, coughed lightly, and lowered his voice to ask the mayor's son, "Do you remember our agreement?"
"I remember, of course I remember!"
The mayor's son let go of Jing Minghe, allowing him to turn around, a smile of excitement on his face. "I remember, our agreement. I'm going to take you away from here, away forever."
Hoo.
Jing Minghe breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he remembered, it would be manageable.
"Then let's go now."
"Now?"
"Yes, I know how to leave here. Let's go together."
"But," the mayor's son hesitated, "we'll be discovered. They've been sending people to watch me."
In the candlelight, Jing Minghe saw the expression of worry and hatred alternating on the mayor's son's face. His hand tightly gripped Jing Minghe's arm, trembling slightly when Jing Minghe mentioned leaving together.
This state made Jing Minghe decide to temporarily forget how he had desperately dodged the mayor's son in this room the previous night.
"Don't be afraid," Jing Minghe comforted him gently, "Trust me, we won't be discovered. Look, didn't I come to find you? They didn't discover me, did they?"
"Yes... yes."
After a moment of silence, the mayor's son lowered his head and asked cautiously, "Will we really not be discovered? They... they will kill you. They said they would kill you."
"I'm not afraid," Jing Minghe said seriously and earnestly, "Are you afraid? Are you afraid to leave with me because you're scared?"
"How could I!" The mayor's son hugged Jing Minghe tightly again, excited. "Baby, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything. If they want to kill, I'll die with you! We'll die together! We'll die..."
Before he could finish, the mayor's son suddenly pushed Jing Minghe away, clutching his head with both hands and shaking it desperately. "No, it's not right. I... I'm already dead. I clearly died already."
Jing Minghe had already guessed that the mayor's son was probably also a dead person. Otherwise, how could the mayor and his people not hear any commotion here?
But what would happen if he realized he was already dead?
"Ah!!!"
The mayor's son suddenly shouted.
Jing Minghe looked intently and saw that blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and his fingers were almost digging into his head.
"No, no, I... I'm already dead," he said, suddenly raising his head to look at Jing Minghe. "Baby? I'm already dead. They... Father and Uncle, they told me you left, that you didn't want me anymore. I couldn't accept it, so... so... Baby? I'm already dead, you..."
Jing Minghe took a step forward but didn't dare to get too close. "Young Master Zhan, whether you are alive or dead, we can be together. Come with me, I'll take you away from here."
"No," the mayor's son shook his head and crouched on the ground in pain. "No, I'm already dead, Lan Zhi, I'm already dead. I can't be with you, I can't."
"We can. Let's go together, we can definitely be together. You have to believe me."
Jing Minghe felt a headache coming on. He thought the most difficult part of his mission was wearing the costume, and coaxing someone to leave with him shouldn't be difficult. He didn't know how it had turned into this.
"We can't, we can't be together," the mayor's son took his hands off his head and grabbed Jing Minghe's wrist. "Baby, you should escape quickly. If they find you, you'll die too."
"..."
Jing Minghe didn't know what to say anymore.
"You want me to escape alone?" Jing Minghe pretended to be angry. "Young Master Zhan, you don't want to live alone, do you think I do?"
"No, baby, you can't die!"
"Then come with me," Jing Minghe threatened him. "If you refuse to leave with me, then I will have died because of you."
Jing Minghe's words completely stunned the mayor's son. He slowly lowered his head and remained motionless, eventually becoming completely silent.
What was this situation now?
Jing Minghe was speechless.
Did I cast a paralysis spell on this guy? Why isn't he moving?
What should I do? I can't force him to leave, can I? If he stays still, I can carry him, but if he suddenly goes berserk, I can't win.
Jing Minghe frowned, trying hard to think of what to say next to coax the person into willingly following him.
Jing Minghe deeply regretted not having dated more earlier when he was outside. He should have learned more about coaxing skills. Why did he always look for fights instead of doing other things?