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Chapter 68 The Way of Living Beings Lies in the Absence of the Way

Unable to figure it out, Cheng Mai returned to his desk to look up information about the Twelve True Gods, only to find very little online, as if these people were fictional.

Shen Luo had said that Shang Xingjian and the God of Wisdom didn't have a good relationship. If that was the case, she shouldn't be feeling more and more familiar with him.

Cheng Mai, resting his chin on his hand, unconsciously glanced at the sleeping Shang Xingjian. After a moment, he suddenly snapped out of his daze, muttered to himself that he was a lovesick fool, and continued with his own business.

It must be because Shang Xingjian is too good-looking; after all, good-looking people always have some advantages.

Before dawn, the sound of a car engine could be heard outside. When Cheng Mai woke up, she was in bed. She frowned. Shang Xingjian wasn't in the room; he must have carried her to bed when he went out.

"At least you have some conscience." Cheng Mai rubbed his neck and glanced at the time. "5:30? You came so eagerly?"

Cheng Mai changed her clothes and went outside. The entire villa was still quiet. She could feel the chill around her, but the chill didn't dare to get too close to her.

Perhaps Cheng Ying, who wanted to kill her, was among them.

Cheng Mai ignored these things and walked to the escalator. The ground floor was deserted. She leaned against the railing and looked up. Sure enough, she saw Shang Xingjian standing at the very top of the glass roof.

"Boss, they're watching the sunrise," Cheng Mai greeted. "I want to see it too."

Shang Xingjian stood with his hands behind his back. Upon hearing this, he lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Mai. The scene he saw was different from what Cheng Mai saw. He could see the evil spirits around Cheng Mai, the black aura surrounding her, and the evil ghosts that were attacking her.

Surrounded by these evil spirits, she looked up with a smile and told herself that she wanted to see the sunrise.

The way of living beings lies in non-being.

Shang Xingjian smiled, squatted down and looked down to meet her gaze. "There's no sunrise today, but if you ask me, I can show you what it means to have a Qilin swallow the sun."

Cheng Mai was puzzled, thinking of that drop of Qilin blood, "So even the boss needs a prop to unleash his ultimate move."

Shang Xingjian smiled without saying a word, and with a wave of his hand, Cheng Mai was already beside him. The evil spirits below were somewhat shocked by Shang Xingjian's abilities, and even their eyes showed wariness.

No one told them that this mortal Taoist priest was so powerful!
One of the demons suddenly looked at Cheng Ying and said, "Didn't you tell us that he was just a gigolo who lived off women and cheated them out of money?"

"Yes, yes."

……

A commotion broke out downstairs, which Shang Xingjian could hear clearly.

A gigolo who lives off women and scams them out of money?
Hmm, that's a good adjective; he likes it.

Cheng Mai was pulled by the arm to steady himself. The dome was oval-shaped, and Cheng Mai needed to hold onto Shang Xingjian's arm to keep his balance.

The sky is overcast right now; there is indeed no sunrise.

Will it rain today?

"Probably." Shang Xingjian raised his hand and erected a barrier in front of her.

Cheng Mai placed his hand on it and pushed it; you couldn't see it, but it was very sturdy.

Just like the same high-altitude walkway, the one with no obstructions on either side is much more reassuring than the one with obstructions on one side, even though the area under your feet is always the same.

Therefore, Cheng Mai released the merchant's seal and stood comfortably on the roof.

From the rooftop, you can see the entire villa area, and even Qin Mai's house, though it's too far away to make out the people inside. In the back garden, the landscaping team, a small group of about seven or eight people, has already arrived.

Several truckloads of roses have already been placed on the ground, and someone is planning the garden.

Shang Xingjian lay reclining on the roof, casually picking up a small table with fruit and pastries on it. "Give them some time to do their thing."

Cheng Mai was used to such scenes; even if Shang Xingjian moved out a bed to sleep, she would find it normal.

only……

"Where did you get these pastries?" Cheng Mai looked at the exquisitely crafted pastries, which were clearly high-quality pastries from a pastry shop, the kind that could bankrupt an ordinary worker with just one bite.

Shang Xingjian lay lazily, holding a piece of peach blossom pastry. "This? Last time I went to some kind of party, those people were only focused on drinking, so to avoid wasting it, I put it all away."

Cheng Mai: "..." She knew it!
This is something a boss devoid of any divine sense would do.

"No one should have seen it, right?" She no longer asked for anything else, only that Xuanhe Technology's reputation be preserved.

After thinking it over carefully, Shang Xingjian finally told the truth, "Shen Yuanbai should have seen it. He looked at me several times that day, but I invited him from afar, and he ignored me. That was rude of him."

He gestured from afar, raising the pastry towards the other person.

Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian expressionlessly, "Don't forget that there's someone who looks like you between him and Qin Mai, and that child looks a lot like you."

"Oh, no wonder, no wonder he hates me so much." Shang Xingjian suddenly realized this without any sincerity.

Cheng Mai took a deep breath. It wasn't worth getting angry with this kind of person so early in the morning.

Thinking this way, she felt much better, sat down, picked up a pear blossom pastry, and took a bite.

Shang Xingjian immediately followed up with, "How is it? It tastes pretty good, right? I vacuum-packed it, and it hasn't gone bad even after more than a year."

"Cough cough cough..." Cheng Mai almost choked to death, but Shang Xingjian fed him a sip of water in time so he could swallow the pastry. "How long did you say? How long ago did you see Shen Yuanbai?"

"About a year ago, maybe longer, but the pastries haven't gone bad, so you can eat them without worry." Time was the most boring thing to Shang Xingjian, and he couldn't be bothered to remember it.

"I didn't ask you about the pastries, I asked you about Shen Yuanbai." Cheng Mai felt that she had missed something, mainly because Shang Xingjian was unreliable.

Shang Xingjian clicked his tongue and continued eating. "Is it because the pastries aren't good that you're still thinking about that man?"

These words inevitably carry a different connotation.

Cheng Mai swallowed the pastry crumbs with difficulty, trying to soothe his throat that had been choked. "You knew about Shen Yuanbai all along?"

"Or let me put it another way, you've been keeping an eye on Shen Yuanbai, just waiting to see what he'll do?" It seemed like a question, but Cheng Mai was almost certain that this was the case. Otherwise, Shang Xingjian wouldn't have gone to some banquet for no reason and deliberately attracted Shen Yuanbai's attention.

Shang Xingjian took out another bottle of wine, its aroma filling the air, and looked at Cheng Mai with a smile, "This wine is called Dragon King's Intoxication."

Cheng Mai was puzzled. Looking at the pomegranate-red liquid in the crystal bottle, it looked like ordinary ginseng-infused wine, as if it just had a fancy-sounding name.

As Cheng Mai looked at it, he was suddenly shocked. The ginseng inside had changed its appearance, becoming like... a single-minded person.

筋？
Dragon King's Drunkenness?
Dragon tendons?