I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 21. The Weaknesses of the Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix

"The Fairy Tale Book Under My Pillow"

"Happiness Secretly Kept"

A woman's clear and melancholic singing voice drifted from inside the room, but the intonation and intonation of her voice kept going off-key.

"What feelings do I, as a young man, want to express?"

"A lost deer in the forest"

Towards the end, the singing gradually turned into rap, with each word spoken slowly and deliberately, which sounded somewhat comical.

"Will... will we encounter a witch?"

"Pfft~" Xia Feng couldn't help but grin.

"!!!"

The sounds inside the room abruptly ceased, plunging into a deathly silence.

Xia Feng's pupils contracted. "Holy crap!" He instinctively turned to run.

pat-

The door opened with a thud and slammed against the wall.

Xia Feng's fleeing movements froze. He stiffly turned his head and saw a maid with short, curly, rose-red hair standing in front of the door, staring at him expressionlessly.

The maid turned to the side, and behind her, on the stage, a woman in a black dress held a lyric book, staring at him with an equally expressionless face.

Mu Qingtong's gaze slowly shifted to the maid, "Fei, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, I didn't sense anyone approaching." The maid pursed her lips, equally puzzled. With her abilities, she could sense even a third-tier spirit master approaching quickly, instead of waiting until they reached the door.
"Ha~ Um—I was just passing by~" Xia Feng slapped his forehead and walked to the right side of the corridor. "Look at my memory, the restroom should be this way—"

"Scarlet".

"understand!"

With a cold, low shout from the maid, Xia Feng felt a blur before his eyes, and then, like a hen being grabbed by the neck, he was swiftly thrown into the classroom and landed precisely on a chair.

bang-

The door was slammed shut.

They slowly turned around, their faces calm.

"What did you hear?" Mu Qingtong's golden eyes narrowed slightly.

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How brutal! Xia Feng pursed his lips, took a deep breath, straightened his collar, crossed his legs, raised his head, and smiled slightly: "Obviously, I heard everything I should and shouldn't have heard."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingtong's expression turned slightly unnatural, and her red lips tightened. She suddenly felt a strong urge to silence her.

Singing is her only weakness.

From childhood to adulthood, whatever she did, she could quickly reach a high level of excellence, and then become bored and lose interest.

But it wasn't until he was sixteen years old that...
She casually became interested and tried singing, and then she was stunned. She, Mu Qingtong, a peerless genius destined to stand above all others in the future, was actually tone-deaf?!
She really didn't believe in superstitions, so in the past few years, besides reading and doing experiments, her favorite pastime in her spare time has been singing.

She believed that she would conquer this field sooner or later!

But at this moment, it seems that some obstacles have been encountered.

"Miss Mu, you don't want everyone to know that you sing terribly, do you?" Xia Feng said with a smile.

Mu Qingtong showed no sign of panic, her eyebrows curving slightly: "Are you threatening me?"

"I just want to make a deal with you."

Xia Feng casually replied, "I can keep my mouth shut, but you have to give me something in return, like money, a transcendent fruit, or some boundless stones. Oh, boundless stones are contraband, so I'll pass. How about a transcendent fruit?"

Seeing Xia Feng's smiling expression, Mu Qingtong said calmly, "I don't have any extraordinary fruits, but I do have boundless stones. Do you dare to take them?"

"!"

Good heavens! You actually have it? Xia Feng's expression remained unchanged as he coldly snorted, "What's there to be afraid of? I dare to ask for it, but do you dare to give it to me?" "Oh, well, I really don't dare."

Mu Qingtong replied calmly.

"?" Xia Feng choked. Why aren't you playing by the rules?
"Hmph~~" Mu Qingtong's lips curled slightly, her tone gentle but hiding sarcasm, "Mr. Xia, never overestimate yourself, and never underestimate others. You actually wanted the Boundless Stone, didn't you?"

"No, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! I'll sue you for defamation!" Xia Feng denied it three times in a row, his words righteous and indignant. "This is contraband! Why would I need this stuff?!"

Mu Qingtong smiled, casually pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Xia Feng. Her legs were crossed under her elegant black dress, and her hands were lightly placed on her thighs as she sat upright. "Mr. Xia, I think we can have a proper talk now."

Looking at the woman's bright, upturned eyes, Xia Feng frowned slightly. He disliked arguing with intelligent people, as it would make him seem like a brute.

"Okay, so what do you want to talk about—"

He was halfway through his sentence when Mu Qingtong suddenly interrupted him, saying bluntly, "I'm giving you some news: the people who tried to assassinate you in the Evil Dragon Forest were from the Black Moon Church."

"?" Xia Feng was taken aback, his expression puzzled. "How did you know someone was chasing me?"

"You don't seem at all surprised that the Black Moon Church is behind this?"

Mu Qingtong did not answer, but nodded thoughtfully and muttered to herself, "So it seems that you may have already learned this information from the assassin. So, you really killed that second-tier assassin in such a short time?"

Mu Qingtong was initially a little skeptical that Xia Feng could kill the assassin so quickly, since there was a good chance that Xia Feng had escaped from the assassin's clutches through some unknown means.

But now it seems that Xia Feng did indeed quickly kill the second-tier assassin, and was even able to learn about the Black Moon Church from the second-tier assassin. This means that the second-tier assassin may have begged for mercy from him, which is a bit unbelievable.

"..." Xia Feng swallowed hard, almost choking. "Fine, fine, so this is how you play it!"

"I'm all in this together, but you're trying to outsmart me." Xia Feng decided that silence was golden, lest he be tricked into revealing more information by this wicked woman!

"How did you manage to kill him?" Mu Qingtong stared at Xia Feng curiously, asking questions repeatedly.

Seeing that Xia Feng turned his head away and didn't speak, Mu Qingtong didn't care. Anyway, she had plenty of time to investigate this guy's secrets.

Thinking about it, she smiled and felt happy. Her only flaw was that she was tone-deaf, but her opponent also had a flaw—his intelligence was only at the level of an average person.

The third round ended in a draw!
Mu Qingtong secretly memorized the battle situation.

As for the first round, the spiritual pressure was evenly matched—a draw.

The second round was about appearance. She admitted that the boy's looks were indeed comparable to hers—a tie.

Three draws in three matches, things are getting more and more interesting.

She leaned back in her chair, her arm resting on the table, her black lace gloves supporting her cheek: "Mr. Xia, do you want to know who in the Black Moon Church sent the assassin to kill you?"

Xia Feng showed no emotion, his face expressionless: "You know?"

"Information exchange. Tell me how you counterattacked the assassin?" Mu Qingtong said leisurely.

"Goodbye." Xia Feng got up and left.

Mu Qingtong watched the boy's departing figure silently until she stepped out the door, at which point she suddenly spoke: "Yan Xujia, a second-rank knight of the Holy See."

Yan Xujia? Xia Feng stopped in his tracks, stunned. He clearly remembered the name. Cha Nai Xue had three guardian knights—Yin, Panda, and Yan Xujia!

After a moment of silence, Xia Feng slowly turned around. He naturally wouldn't believe her words easily, but he secretly kept the matter in mind.

Where did you get this information?

"You don't need to know that."

Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly behind her gold-rimmed half-rimmed glasses. "But even after all this reminder, you still don't seem to understand why Cha Naixue's men want to kill you?"

"This—should I understand?" Xia Feng asked, looking confused.

He had no grudge against Chana Yuki, and he had barely exchanged a few words with her subordinates. He really couldn't understand when he had offended Chana Yuki's power.

Seeing Xia Feng's puzzled look, Mu Qingtong nodded thoughtfully: "That's right. This is a secret that only the higher-ups of the Black Moon Church know. It's normal that you don't understand."

Xia Feng pursed his lips, then walked back and sat down again, saying earnestly, "I would like to hear the details."

(End of this chapter)