Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 111 Turning the Tables to Become King (24)

The man's eye twitched at the sight of the chubby dagger adorned with jewels. Although he should have been worried about his own situation, he couldn't help but find it adorable.

The dagger tightened, revealing a shallow bloodstain.

"No, I'll talk." Seeing that the dagger was still pressing down, the man quickly said, "I want to cooperate with you."

"Cooperation?" Shen Yun frowned, finding the word rather novel. For her current task to involve cooperation was hardly a good thing. "The reason."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and carefully pushed the dagger away with his hand. "We have a common enemy."

"Who are you talking about?" Shen Yun frowned and began to think. If she had any enemies, she would have plenty of them, otherwise she wouldn't be here in such a miserable state.

The man's lips twitched, and he looked up at her, assuming she was referring to the many people he had offended in the past.

“Naturally, it’s the person currently sitting on the throne.” The man looked at her thoughtfully and slowly approached.

Indeed, there is a difference compared to the last time I saw her. Before, although she exuded a heroic air, it was still clear that she was a woman. Now, upon closer inspection, it seems that her beauty is more profound and her features are more distinct. She is beautiful and exquisite, but it doesn't make people think that she is a woman.

His gaze gradually descended, paused for a moment, and then he raised his head, his eyes filled with an almost insatiable greed.

Hearing him say that, Shen Yun immediately became interested. She casually threw away the dagger in her hand, pointed to the stool next to her, and said in a serious tone that also revealed a hint of joy, "Young man, tell me your story."

As she spoke, she poured herself a cup of milk tea and handed it to her, saying, "There's no alcohol, so this will have to do."

"What story?" The man was clearly confused by the actions and didn't quite understand what the person in front of him was saying.

Shen Yun frowned. "Don't you have a grudge against Xia Yuliu? If you want me to cooperate with you, I should at least know what grudge you have against him."

The man began to brainstorm, searching for the real reason behind his supposed hatred, though it was something he couldn't reveal.

Judging from her demeanor, he wouldn't be able to leave easily unless he came up with a reason.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, his lips slightly pursed and somewhat pale, Shen Yun guessed, "Did he steal your woman?"

If it were a blood feud, how could one not speak out for revenge? The only place where one could find it hard to speak out at a time like this is probably the Hulunbuir Grassland. Thinking this, Shen Yun's eyes gradually filled with sympathy.

She could even see the color of the man's hair gradually changing.

Upon hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed sharply, and after giving her a deep look, he said, "You're right, Xia Yuliu did indeed steal the person I like."

"And then? What exactly happened?" Shen Yun's face was full of gossip.

It's not entirely her fault, given how limited her daily entertainment options are. Besides, everyone has a gossipy streak, so her behavior is understandable.

2345 yawned and looked away from the screen, unable to help but say, "Host, it's wrong of you to build your happiness on the suffering of others."

Shen Yun: "You've finished watching the TV series."

2345 rubbed his eyes, his bloodshot eyes showing a hint of fatigue. [Not yet.]

Shen Yun: "Keep reading, and then read it twice more after you're done."

2345: [Okay] After saying that, he opened a small green bottle with a clattering and jumping motion. A few moments later, he looked at the screen with renewed energy.

Seeing that she was relentlessly pursuing him and seemed determined to get to the bottom of things, the man could only put on a blank face and say helplessly, "Li Jing, the daughter of Li Hanlin, and I were childhood sweethearts, deeply in love, and had reached the point of discussing marriage. However, after Xia Yuliu met her, he wanted to take her as a concubine. She could not disobey the imperial decree and had no choice but to enter the palace. But less than a month after entering the palace, she passed away."

Li Jing, Consort Jing? Shen Yun thought for a moment. There was such a person. In the original story, she could be considered an expired white moonlight. After seeing her, he felt like his heart was being scratched by a cat. So, not long after ascending the throne, he selected her to enter the palace. However, after spending time with her, he found her to be very boring and then neglected her. Women without favor in the harem already had a hard time living, let alone her, who had no will to live. She fell seriously ill and died.

It seems to be saying that she had someone she liked, but they didn't end up together.

However, this person died too young and had no real presence.

Thinking of this, Shen Yun no longer doubted it, but his eyes were filled with pity; this was just too tragic.

"Bang!" Shen Yun slammed his hand on the table, causing the teapot and teacups to tremble as if they had been thrown out, before crashing back down. "That's really too much."

She patted his shoulder, her eyes filled with affection, "Don't worry, just because of your past, I'll cooperate with you. After it's done, I'll give you... I'll give you a whole bunch of beautiful women."

The man stiffened, his voice hoarse, "I don't want to..."

Her voice was filled with longing, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I meant that after it's done, you can make any request you want," Shen Yun suddenly said, realizing his mistake.

She had clearly overlooked her inexplicably extinguished anger and the eerie sense of familiarity.

"Okay, I got it." The man stood up, then glanced at her casually, his eyes brimming with undisguised amusement. "See you tomorrow."

Feeling a little dizzy, Shen Yun waved and said, "See you tomorrow."

After the others had been gone for a while, a gust of wind blew in her face again, pulling her gradually fading rationality back to her senses.

"You dog, you dog," Shen Yun called out unhappily.

Lost in the drama, 2345 looked up blankly. "What's wrong?"

"Is this man a fox in disguise?"

Upon hearing this, 2345 was momentarily distracted, and the sound on the screen suddenly increased.

"In this family, your mother is more important than me, and vice versa. You'd better figure it out."

Shen Yun gazed indifferently into the distance, seemingly unmoved, but upon closer inspection, the disdain in his eyes was almost impossible to conceal.

Although his eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, his spirits were high, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. However, he spoke weakly, "Host, we live in a scientific society. There are no demons or monsters here. Of course, if you like, we can give it a try."

Shen Yun, who had initially been kind-hearted and wanted to advise it to rest, snorted coldly and then maliciously mentioned the name of a drama.

2345 clearly didn't realize her malicious intentions, but thought it was because they had spent a lot of time together and developed feelings for each other, so the host would unconsciously treat it well.

If Shenyun knew what it was thinking, it would definitely coldly utter five words: "You're dreaming."

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