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Afterwards, Zhang Wenyu hurried back to the office of the Alliance of Cultivators with quick steps.

He looked a little exhausted, but at the same time he exuded an indescribable aura of perseverance.

The moment he stepped into the office, the scene before him made him frown slightly.

The mountain of work on his desk was like a surging tide sweeping towards him.

Various files, intelligence and letters were placed together in a disorderly manner, as if every document was eager to attract his attention and waiting for his processing.

At this moment, a crisp and slightly hesitant knock on the door suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence in the office.

The knock on the door was like a flash of lightning across the night sky, instantly attracting Zhang Wenyu's attention.

It was surprisingly similar to a knock on the door half a year ago, with a familiar and heart-pounding rhythm, as if it was an echo from the distant past.

"Come in." Zhang Wenyu didn't even raise his head. The pen in his hand was still dancing rapidly on the white paper, leaving behind lines of flamboyant handwriting.

His voice was calm and composed, yet within this composure, he could vaguely reveal a subtle expectation.

With a slight noise, the door was slowly pushed open, and a member of the Cultivation Alliance walked in with a panicked look on his face.

His eyes were wandering, full of doubt and uneasiness; his steps seemed hurried and messy.

It was as if an invisible and intangible mysterious force was chasing him closely from behind, forcing him to speed up and enter the room.

"Alliance Leader! Just now, a strange man arrived! He kept claiming that he had been here six months ago and now wants to talk to you again. What's even more bizarre is that this man actually said he had met me before, but I really don't remember anything about it!"

As he spoke eagerly, he gesticulated and his tone was full of undisguised panic and anxiety.

The speed of his speech was as fast as a violent storm, crackling at Zhang Wenyu, as if he was afraid that Zhang Wenyu would blame him for neglecting his duties.

Zhang Wenyu was originally holding a brush and writing something on paper with great concentration.

Hearing this, his right hand holding the pen suddenly froze and hung in mid-air.

The thick ink at the tip of the pen unexpectedly dripped onto the white paper, instantly spreading a small area of ​​black ink, just like the layers of ripples that suddenly arose in the depths of his heart.

He slowly raised his head, and his two sharp eyes shot straight ahead.

Those eyes were as deep as the endless night sky, and seemed to be able to see through all the disguises of all things in the world and reach the essence of things hidden in the dark.

He frowned slightly, immersed in a brief but serious thought.

At this moment, countless thoughts in his mind were like a group of wild horses running wildly and colliding with each other.

They tried their best to piece together clues about the mysterious person so that the fog could dissipate as soon as possible.

After a short moment, Zhang Wenyu's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a faint light flashed across his eyes.

Obviously, after some hard thinking, he finally grasped some key information and had some understanding in his mind.

"It's okay, bring him in. He should be one of my guests, and he has indeed seen you. You just don't remember what he looks like now."

Zhang Wenyu's voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

His words seemed to have a magical power that gradually calmed the member's originally panicked mood.

Although the member still had no idea what was going on, he nodded obediently, turned around, and slowly walked out of the spacious and bright office.

Not long after, he carefully brought the mysterious figure into the room again.

The mysterious man was tightly wrapped in a jet-black robe from head to toe, like a shadow in the night, making it impossible to see his true face.

However, even so, one could still clearly feel an extremely mysterious and powerful aura continuously emanating from his body.

This aura was like surging waves, impacting the mental defenses of everyone present, wave after wave.

The mysterious man's steps seemed particularly steady and slow, as if every step he took was a well-considered decision.

When his footsteps landed, it seemed as if he had stepped heavily on everyone's heart, causing everyone's heartbeat to speed up and their nerves to tense up.

This scene was just like the same scene that happened last year: as soon as the mysterious man entered the room, the leading member stepped back quietly and quietly closed the door, his movements so gentle that not even a sound was made.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire office suddenly became extremely solemn and depressing, as if an invisible mountain was pressing heavily on the hearts of both of them.

At this moment, only Zhang Wenyu and the mysterious man were left standing opposite each other in the huge space.

The air around them seemed to be affected by this atmosphere, solidifying into a dead silence, so quiet that it was suffocating. Only the faint breathing sounds of the two people were still echoing.

"Singing, dancing, rap and playing basketball."

At this moment of complete silence, the mysterious man's words were like a thunderbolt that split the sky, suddenly breaking the suffocating silence.

His voice was low and slightly hoarse, as if it came from deep underground, mixed with an indescribable sense of weirdness that made people shudder.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenyu was stunned at first, and stood there as if he had been electrocuted.

In an instant, countless complicated thoughts flooded into his mind like a tide, surging and intertwining with each other in his mind.

However, just a moment later, he quickly came to his senses, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint smile.

Then, Zhang Wenyu cleared his throat and responded in a clear and loud voice: "Chicken, you are so beautiful."

These words were like the sound of a great bell, echoing and resonating in the quiet office, with the lingering sound lingering in the ears.

It was as if it was a magic key, which, with a slight turn, quietly opened the heavy door leading to the truth.

After completing this unique codeword connection, Zhang Wenyu suddenly stood up, his movements smooth, elegant and unhurried.

He walked lightly towards a small table beside him. On the table was a set of exquisitely crafted and beautiful tea sets neatly placed.

Walking to the table, Zhang Wenyu paused for a moment, then stretched out his right hand, and his slender fingers gently tapped the chair at the edge of the table like a nimble butterfly.

At the same time, his eyes followed suit, a glint of friendliness and enthusiasm gleaming in them, and he said softly, "Come, please sit down! I, too, have many questions accumulated, and I'm looking forward to having a good chat with you."

In the silence, the figure exuding a mysterious aura walked silently to the old chair like a ghost.

His steps were slow and steady, and each step seemed to contain endless meaning.

When he approached the chair, he paused for a moment, then bent down extremely slowly and sat down on it carefully.

At the same time, Zhang Wenyu, who had been watching all this, saw this and quickly turned around, reached out and gently picked up the exquisite teapot on the table.

He moved skillfully and gracefully as he slowly tilted the spout of the teapot, and clear tea flowed out, accurately pouring into the teacup in front of him.

In an instant, a rich tea fragrance rose like smoke and gradually spread around.

Soon, the intoxicating fragrance filled the entire office, adding a touch of subtle warmth and tranquility to the originally tense and depressing atmosphere.

"Would you like to try some other drinks? To be honest, I don't usually drink these things myself. If they don't suit your taste, I'll immediately arrange for someone to go out and buy new ones."

Zhang Wenyu's voice was soft and gentle, and his words revealed the enthusiasm and hospitality that a host should have.

However, faced with such a sincere invitation, the mysterious man simply shook his head slightly and responded in his usual low, hoarse voice, "Alliance Leader Zhang, you are very polite. But it is late at night and time is running out. Let's get straight to the point and make it short."

As he spoke, his eyes, hidden in the shadow of the black robe, shot straight at Zhang Wenyu opposite him like two sharp rays of cold light through the narrow gap, as if he wanted to use this sharp gaze to completely see through the deepest and most secret corners of the other person's heart.

"Okay, so what I'm most concerned about now is that question: Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

Zhang Wenyu's eyes became serious and earnest. He stared at the mysterious man closely, not missing any subtle expression on his face.

After Zhang Wenyu finished speaking, the mysterious man fell into a brief silence.

He seemed to be thinking about how to answer this question, and seemed to be hesitating whether to completely unveil himself.

After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and gently took off the black robe on his head.

A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in front of Zhang Wenyu. It was Hong Huang.

"You should have heard Lin Fan mention my name—Hong Huang. As for why I'm removing my disguise now, it's to prevent any accidents from happening to our plan."

Hong Huang's voice was calm and steady, and his eyes revealed determination and confidence.

"So you're telling me now because you trust me, right?" There was a hint of anticipation and curiosity in Zhang Wenyu's eyes.

"Yes, because you are a little smarter than Lin Fan, that's enough." Hong Huang nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face, as if it was a recognition of Zhang Wenyu.

"Thank you. Then I have a second question. In the action just now, as a Yuanying stage cultivator, I didn't seem to do anything commensurate with my strength. But half a year ago, you repeatedly emphasized that I should break through to the Yuanying stage. Why is that?" Zhang Wenyu frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

"In order for you to become the city lord, and also for our future cooperation." Hong Huang's answer was concise and clear. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Wenyu, as if waiting for his reaction.

"The next cooperation?" Zhang Wenyu frowned even tighter, his eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, I believe you know now. The reason why the Liu family was able to become the city lord is all because of the power behind them - the Demon Blood Cult. Now that the Liu family has fallen, do you think they will give up Jigui City or take it back?" Hong Huang's voice became serious, and his eyes revealed a deep worry.

"I don't think they will give up, but what does this have to do with our cooperation?" Zhang Wenyu's eyes were still full of doubts.

"Because I am a member of the Demon Blood Cult, or I am now undercover in the Demon Blood Cult, and my current level in the Cult is enough to carry out the mission of retaking Jigui City." Hong Huang's words were like a blockbuster bomb, exploding in Zhang Wenyu's ears.

When Zhang Wenyu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He quickly said, "So what you mean is that the purpose of our cooperation is to make the Demon Blood Cult think that they have recaptured Jigui City, but in fact, Jigui City has nothing to do with the Demon Blood Cult at all."

"Yes, but everything has a price. As a family controlled by the Demon Blood Cult, you must provide supplies to the Demon Blood Cult every month. However, considering that you have just received help from the Demon Blood Cult, you can provide less. After all, there is a precedent." Hong Huang's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Then I have to prepare some supplies for you every month, right?" Zhang Wenyu's eyes became firm, and he seemed to have seen the direction of the future.

"Yes, but don't worry, once my status in the Demon Blood Cult is further improved, I can exempt myself from the monthly supplies provided by Jigui City through some small operations. Besides that, you have one more thing to do, which is to strive to become the mayor of Jigui City. I believe you can do it." Hong Huang's voice was full of encouragement.

"Using some supplies in exchange for peace in Jigui City, I definitely agree to this cooperation. Then I wish us a happy cooperation!" Zhang Wenyu showed a bright smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and congratulated Hong Huang.

"Happy cooperation!" Hong Huang also stretched out his hand and shook hands tightly with Zhang Wenyu.

On this quiet night, the collaboration between Zhang Wenyu and Hong Huang was finalized.

Their destinies, like two intertwined rivers, will flow together towards an unknown distance.

After that, they had an in-depth conversation for a long time about the details of the cooperation. Every word was like a chess piece, falling on the chessboard they had carefully constructed, laying the groundwork for the future situation.

It was not until late at night that Hong Huang stood up to say goodbye. His figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving Zhang Wenyu sitting alone in the office, thinking about what to do in the future.