After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

Yu Muxue stared at his absent-minded gaze for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his hand. "If you don't want to talk about it, then so be it. I believe you didn't leave me behind on purpose."

Chu Yizhi turned around to look at him.

Their eyes met, and he didn't miss the hint of darkness in You Muxue's eyes.

He knew that You Muxue had already seen through his regained memories.

But neither of them dared to break the unspoken understanding, as if this peace would continue indefinitely.

He moved his lips slightly, "Don't call me Lord anymore."

"Like when we were kids, Xue."

You Muxue looked up and stared at his serious gaze for a moment, momentarily stunned.

“This…” His Adam’s apple bobbed, “It’s against etiquette.”

“What’s so impolite?”

Chu Yizhi gave a mocking look with a very "Chu Shangyin" expression, "The Yuehuan Sect is gone, and I'm just a fugitive from the martial world now. What etiquette do I need to follow?"

He looked down at the bustling crowd below and said nonchalantly, "If I had never been the Venerable Yuehuan, you and I would probably be just like them right now, finding a job to do and tending to flowers and plants in our spare time."

"What do I care about any grudges or feuds in the martial world, or the Yuehuan Sect? They have nothing to do with me."

"Do you... really think so?" You Muxue stared straight into his eyes.

"If we had never separated, and you had never met Wen Mulin, would you... accept me and love only me?"

The burning intensity in his eyes almost melted Chu Yizhi.

His lips trembled slightly, "I..."

Chu Yizhi dared not tell him that Chu Shangyin had known Wen Mulin for a long time. Meeting his eyes, he could not bring himself to refuse, “…Of course.”

“But Ah Xue,” he then tried to salvage the situation, “what’s done is done. The scenario you’re describing is impossible. We just need to live in the present. At least for now, I only have you.”

“Now it’s just me… now…” You Muxue smiled.

“Your Excellency is right. I was just…” He paused for a moment, “…asking casually.”

That smile was bright and gentle, and for a moment, Chu Yizhi seemed to see Feng Mulin himself again.

It was in that moment of distraction that he missed the hint of darkness in You Muxue's eyes.

After regaining his senses, he said helplessly, "Why are you still calling me 'Lord'?"

Yu Muxue looked into the distance. "I've gotten used to calling you 'Lord.' If you really want me to change my address, then wait until I regain my memories before making that request."

The two spent several days touring the entire city of Luo. A few days later, the Yuelu Sect announced that they had captured the demon Chu Shangyin and would execute him at Ningxiao Manor in half a month, inviting heroes from all over the martial world to attend the execution banquet.

Having heard of wedding banquets and funeral banquets, this was the first time Chu Yizhi had ever heard of an execution banquet.

What's even more ridiculous is that the person executed was "himself".

"Does Your Excellency intend to attend?" Seeing the interest on his face, You Muxue spoke up at the opportune moment.

The two of them are clearly still here; Ningxiao Manor is obviously a trap.

Chu Yizhi stretched and said, "I'll definitely go, but not there."

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The vermilion gate is guarded by two stone lions on either side, and the three large characters "Mofeng Pavilion" on the top of the gate make passersby give way.

The reason is quite simple.

This place is the most mysterious place in the entire city of Los Angeles, and even the entire continent.

Hired killers, confidential information, rare treasures, and miraculous medicines—it has everything.

As long as the visitors are willing to pay the price.

The identity of the person behind Mofeng Pavilion is mysterious, and many martial arts practitioners have tried to find out about it, but all their efforts have been in vain.

Of course, since he could hire someone to kill, Chu Shangyin, this devil, would inevitably be "inquired about" by all sorts of visitors.

But for some reason, everyone who went there, whether they were highly capable or extraordinary individuals, went in full of confidence but came out dejected.

Curious people wanted to ask, but those who had previously seemed to have the upper hand all remained silent.

This has led to even greater fear of Chu Shangyin's strength in the martial arts world.

After all, the price that no one else could afford shows just how powerful this person is.

When Chu Yizhi brought You Muxue here, she was slightly surprised.

"What brings Your Excellency here?"

After these past few days of back and forth, Chu Yizhi had become too lazy to correct his form of address, so he simply pretended not to hear and said, "Wait for me at the teahouse across the street, I'll be back in a bit."

The rule of Mofeng Pavilion is that only one person can enter at a time.

You Muxue remained silent for a moment, then called out to Chu Yizhi just as he was about to push open the door, "What does Your Excellency wish to ask for?"

Chu Yizhi glanced back at him, but shook his head and said nothing.

He then pushed open the door and entered.

The vermilion gate slowly closed in You Muxue's dark eyes.

The woman who received Chu Yizhi was of a certain age.

Her face was half covered by a veil, but her voice sounded very young. When she saw Chu Yizhi, she didn't look at his face, but just lowered her head and said, "Young master, please follow me forward."

Chu Yizhi followed her through a long corridor.

He behaved himself and didn't look around, but he still noticed that there were quite a few houses, row upon row, like a maze.

The two entered one of the damp rooms.

After he went in, he turned the candlestick, and instantly, the bed was moved aside, revealing a secret passage.

The woman stopped and said, "I'll leave the rest of the journey to you, young master. I'll wait for you here."

She then handed him the candlestick in her hand.

Chu Yizhi glanced at the light and saw only bottomless steps. He took a breath and stepped onto the steps.

The inside of the steps was much damper than the room, but at least there was only one path.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the ground was no longer damp, and the floor had turned into bluestone bricks.

Chu Yizhi lit a candle and got a general idea of ​​the whole place.

This is a library.

The cabinets at the top of the corridor were filled with books, and after walking around half of the corridor, he found a screen in the corner.

It's actually quite easy to spot because there's candlelight here.

In the candlelight, a blurry figure sat in the back.

When Chu Yizhi walked out of the stuffy corridor, the woman was indeed still waiting.

The two went out along the same route. Just as Chu Yizhi was about to leave, the woman suddenly called out to him, "Young master, please wait a moment."

Chu Yizhi turned around and stared at her with a puzzled look.

The woman took a box out of her sleeve and handed it to him, saying, "Young master, you don't look well. Take some medicine."

Chu Yizhi opened the box, and sure enough, there were several small, dark pills inside.

He said "thank you" and then left.

You Muxue, who should have been waiting at the teahouse, was nowhere to be found.

Chu Yizhi searched for him all over but couldn't find him.

Just as I was about to ask someone for directions, a glimpse of a snow-white hem caught my eye at the doorway.

My gaze moved upwards, and there was that face, but it was another face altogether.

Their eyes met unexpectedly, and Wen Mulin was also taken aback.