You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 531 Tang Yin's Choice
Tang Yin's brow furrowed, his dark eyes gleaming with wisdom. He knew the people of Kirigakure were superstitious, but this superstition had already put their lives in danger. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, a question welling up in his mind: Why didn't anyone resist this superstition?

At this moment, Wang Lina spoke softly, breaking the silence: "...I can't get out."

Her voice was like a sigh in the night wind, carrying a hint of helplessness and despair. Tang Yin turned his head and his eyes fell on Wang Lina's pretty face, noticing a flash of worry in her eyes.

"What do you mean? Can you tell me?" Tang Yin asked softly, his tone revealing concern and curiosity.

Wang Lina lowered her eyes, her slender fingers twisted nervously together. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly spoke, "...It's a little complicated, but we're certain. No matter what we do, we can't get out. It's absolutely impossible to get through this thick fog... That's why we never considered it."

Tang Yin frowned, his gaze sharp: "...Is this experience, or the education you received?"

Wang Lina raised her head, her obsidian eyes flashing with complex emotions: "I'm sorry, I don't know how to say it, but I'm very sure that after the banquet begins, no one can leave the Hidden Mist Village."

Tang Yin was silent for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts. He wondered, there's no such thing as unfounded belief. Could it be that she had unconsciously experienced something that convinced her of this?
"Even if there is no basis, are you sure we can't leave here?" Tang Yin asked tentatively, with a barely perceptible hint of worry in his voice.

Wang Lina nodded, her tone firm: "Well, everyone should think so."

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes, his gaze like a sharp blade: "You can't deny the possibility of blind faith, right?"

"I really can't." Wang Lina answered frankly, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

Tang Yin took a deep breath and decided to test the waters a little further: "I've already been ignored by the Mountain God. What will happen if I suggest that one person leave?"

Wang Lina's expression suddenly became serious, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes: "...I will do everything in my power to stop you. If I agree with your suggestion, I will send you to your death."

Tang Yin's heart trembled, and he thought to himself: Is it really that scary? He stared at Wang Lina, noticing the sincere concern in her eyes, and his heart warmed.

"Are you worried about me?" Tang Yin asked softly, with a gentle arc unconsciously raised at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lina answered without hesitation: "I'm the one who's most worried about you in the Hidden Mist Village!"

The emotion in her words made Tang Yin's heart tremble. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your love."

"Love..." Wang Lina murmured to herself, and her cheeks suddenly flushed, as delicate as cherry blossom petals.

Tang Yin noticed her reaction and thought to himself: Her face is blushing. Could it be that he guessed it right?
Wang Lina waved her hands in panic, trying to hide her embarrassment: "...Hey, don't get me wrong, it's just conscience."

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows, his tone teasing: "Are you saying that other people have no conscience?"

Wang Lina's expression turned serious, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Their attitude towards outsiders is much colder than you think."

She paused, her eyes softening. “I’m half-outsider, so I feel a little close to you.”

Tang Yin nodded thoughtfully, his gaze fixed on the village buildings looming in the distance. The night breeze blew, bringing a chill but also more questions and unease. The fog seemed to grow thicker, shrouding the entire village in a mysterious atmosphere.

In this village shrouded in superstition and fear, Tang Yin realizes that he not only has to face unknown dangers, but also has to crack the village's secrets. And Wang Lina, this half-outsider, seems to be the only person he can trust in this strange village.

"Just because we feel a little bit of closeness, you agreed to go on a long road trip with me?" There was a hint of ridicule in Tang Yin's voice, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Lina's pretty face.

Wang Lina's pretty face flushed slightly when she heard this. She lowered her eyes, and her slender fingers unconsciously intertwined. Her voice was as soft as the flutter of a butterfly's wings: "Well, I thought that was our farewell in this life, so I wanted to give you a satisfactory answer."

Tang Yin raised an eyebrow, a hint of disappointment flashing across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. He said casually, "So it's just a blank check based on sympathy? After we leave here, I'll make another appointment with you."

Wang Lina suddenly raised her head, a trace of panic flashing in her dark eyes. She stammered, "Who, who knows? Oh, isn't your car broken down?"

Tang Yin's eyes flashed with cunning, and his tone was filled with a bit of pride: "If I can date you, I will buy a car even if I have to take out a loan!"

Wang Lina's cheeks instantly flushed, as bright red as cherry blossom petals. She waved her hands frantically, her voice trembling. "A date? Is that so? But student loans aren't a good thing!"

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "Besides, if I agree to you now, it would be like setting a death flag for you. Let's talk about it later!"

Tang Yin cursed inwardly. He almost succeeded. This wasn't just some ordinary flirtation; it was Tang Yin's only spiritual support right now. Couldn't he just take the bait? A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Wang Lina seemed to sense the subtle change in the atmosphere. She coughed lightly and changed the subject, "... Let's get back to what we were talking about. The police aren't something you can rely on right now. Actually, you can't rely on them at other times."

Tang Yin frowned slightly, his eyes sharp as a torch: "Because of a supernatural phenomenon?"

Wang Lina nodded, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Well, that's one of the reasons. Besides, the police station is in Baifeng Village. No matter what happens in Wuyin Village, Baifeng Village will not care."

Tang Yin said thoughtfully, "Actually, I kind of feel it."

"That's right." Wang Lina answered briefly.

Tang Yin sighed inwardly, thinking he hadn't said anything yet. But Wang Lina seemed to have read his mind and continued, "That's right. Wuyin is a village isolated by Baifeng Manor."

The moonlight, like a veil, enveloped the two of them, adding a touch of poignancy to the conversation. Tang Yin's gaze fell on the distant, half-displayed cottages, and his mind raced with thoughts. Isolation, neglect, and deprivation of the right to enjoy welfare—these words swirled in his mind.

He recalled the social practices of the feudal era documented in history books, where some villages would execute criminals. Simply put, this practice involved ostracizing some villagers through cold shoulder, a measure only a step away from exile. In times of scarcity, this practice, besides being a form of mental torture, could also be life-threatening, making it a sinister and severe form of punishment.

Tang Yin's voice was low and serious: "...Did they break any rules?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Lina's eyes, and there was a hint of helplessness in her voice: "In fact, there are many innocent people, such as Uncle Gao, Granny Rong, and Brother Gang. They were just born in Wuyin."

…A hint of hesitation flashed across Wang Lina’s eyes. She bit her lower lip and whispered, “…Can you keep it a secret for me?”

Tang Yin looked at the charming girl in front of him, his eyes firm and gentle: "Of course."

After receiving the promise, Wang Lina took a deep breath and began to tell the story: "Aunt Chen Xiang married into the Qin family from another place. However, I heard that her husband died in an accident, and then she moved here with her son."

After hearing this, Tang Yin couldn't help but sigh and frown. This was indeed an unpleasant topic. His thoughts drifted away, recalling life in the city. Isolation was a rare thing in modern society.

However, in this remote countryside, once isolated, even being cut off from gas and water is not uncommon. Tang Yin couldn't help but think that even in the city, neighborhood disputes often occur. He thought to himself: To be honest, human nature has never improved.

The moonlight, like water, shone upon the two of them, adding a touch of poignancy to the conversation. Tang Yin's gaze fell upon the distant, half-distinct cottages, his mind swirling with thoughts. After all, is it still possible to isolate family members due to family conflict? This is simply the tragedy of our times.

Wang Lina seemed to have sensed Tang Yin's thoughts and continued, "Tong Xiaoliang used to be the legitimate son of the Qian family, a true young master."

Tang Yin was a little surprised and blurted out: "Hey, is that so?"

Wang Lina nodded, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes: “Well, Qian Jin is his uncle.”

Tang Yin frowned and thought for a moment, then recalled Tong Xiaoliang whom he had met before and couldn't help but sigh, "I can't tell at all."

Wang Lina's voice deepened. "However, Xiaoliang has a bit of an odd personality, so he was adopted by the main family to a branch family, and then sent to the Hidden Mist Village as an adopted son."

Tang Yin thought to himself: ...So, Qian Jin did say something about abolishing the heir apparent. What era is this? That's enough. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he felt a deep disgust for this feudal convention.

After a moment of silence, Tang Yin turned his gaze to Wang Lina and asked softly, "...What about you?"

Hearing this, Wang Lina had a mischievous smile on her face, with a cunning glint in her eyes: “Oh, I just did something bad.”

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows and asked half-jokingly, "Were you a bad girl before?"

A trace of memory flashed in Wang Lina's eyes, and she nodded slightly: "Well, I guess so. Can't you accept it?" There was a hint of temptation in her tone, as if she was worried about Tang Yin's reaction.

Tang Yin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "I should say this is my cup of tea."

When Wang Lina heard this answer, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her playful expression: "You're attacking again, little brother."

Tang Yin stared into Wang Lina's bright eyes with a burning gaze: "Isn't it because you have always been using defense as an offense?"

The night breeze gently swayed the branches of the cherry trees, as if accompanying this ambiguous conversation. The moonlight, like a veil, enveloped the two of them, adding a touch of romance to the night.

Tang Yin and Wang Lina's gazes met in mid-air, as if countless words were silently conveyed. They stood there, the mysterious Kirigakure behind them, the unknown future before them. At that moment, all the secrets, conspiracies, and dangers seemed far away, leaving only two young hearts quietly drawing closer under the moonlight.

Hidden Mist Village, a corner forgotten by the world. Standing at the village entrance, Tang Yin gazed at the village shrouded in mist in the distance, a strange chill welling up in his heart. It seemed as if this place had been abandoned by time, cut off from the outside world, like a lonely island floating in the ocean of modern civilization.

Tang Yin took a deep breath. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms. He frowned, his mind reflecting on the information he had just received. For this nearly abandoned village, getting outside support was nearly impossible. Even more disturbing, everyone in the village seemed to have a hidden secret, believing that leaving was impossible.

[Option 1: Leave the Hidden Mist Village]

Option 2: Wait and see

Sanren communicated with the audience in the live broadcast room: "How about we try the first one first?"

Tang Yin had already made up his mind. He could no longer venture into this mysterious village; he had to leave before nightfall. Even if he didn't have to attend that strange banquet, his personal safety was not guaranteed.

As the sun set, its orange-red glow cast a shadow over the village, adding a touch of eerie beauty to this mysterious place. Tang Yin realized that without a guide, he would be unable to move forward. However, there was at least a glimmer of hope.

After making up his mind, Tang Yin found Wang Lina. They chatted for a few minutes and then returned to her room. The room was simply furnished, yet exuded a warm atmosphere. A few yellowed posters were posted on the wall, and a warm yellow table lamp sat on the bedside table.

Tang Yin sat in a corner of the room, his eyes casually sweeping over the neatly arranged cup noodles. He suddenly realized why Wang Lina always let him eat cup noodles instead of eating in the cafeteria. The question lingered in his mind, but he chose to remain silent. Since Wang Lina was not going to answer, he did not intend to delve into it.

As time ticked by, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense. Tang Yin's heartbeat quickened, and he knew the time to escape was approaching. When Wang Lina got up to go to the bathroom, he seized the opportunity.

Tang Yin quickly wrote "I'm leaving, sorry" on a note and placed it in a prominent place. Then, he quietly put on his backpack and left the room quietly.

The corridor was deserted. Tang Yin held his breath, carefully avoiding any villagers who might appear. His goal was clear: Baifeng Manor, the only exit to the outside world.

Tang Yin's steps were light and quick, his heart pounding in his chest. Every turn, every shadow, could hide unknown danger. But he didn't dare stop, nor did he dare look back.

Finally, after a thrilling sneak, Tang Yin arrived at the exit of Wuyin Village. Before him, a huge rock stood beside the unpaved mountain road, like a land temple without beams, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The sky had begun to darken, and a thin mist gradually spread, enveloping the surrounding mountains and forests. The air was filled with a damp smell, and from time to time strange noises could be heard in the woods, making people shudder.

Tang Yin knew that the foggy forest was darker, damper, and more dangerous than usual. But he knew that there was no other option more dangerous than staying in the mysterious Mist Village.

He took a deep breath, adjusted the position of his backpack, and resolutely set out on the road to leave. He took every step carefully, fearing that he would alert the unknown danger lurking in the dark.

As night fell, the surrounding scene became increasingly blurry. Tang Yin could only rely on the faint moonlight and his intuition to move forward. His heart was filled with fear of the unknown, but even more so, a desire for the truth.

(End of this chapter)