Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

The two people in the illusion had no idea that they had indirectly caused a quarrel.

Fan Ning struck while the iron was hot and soon caught the person who was secretly watching and snooping nearby.

"Sir..." The man who was captured and kneeling on the ground felt hopeless. Thinking of the "evil ghost"-like woman his master was talking about, his spirit began to retreat before he could even argue.

"Are you afraid of me?" Fan Ning slowly bent down, with an indistinguishable emotion on his face.

The person on the ground was trembling and subconsciously crawled to the side to try to avoid being noticed. As soon as he moved, he was kicked back by Ling You who was standing next to him.

The man was stunned for a moment, and finally saw the face of the person in front of him, and choked up even more instantly.

"Didn't you say you couldn't stand rich businessmen? How come..."

Why is there a big one hidden next to me...

"Just tell her whatever she asks," Ling You frowned. Although he didn't know what exactly happened, his attitude was extremely firm.

"...Didn't she ask?"

Ling You glared at him.

The latter touched his nose, knelt carefully on the ground, and replied muffledly: "Ask, ask... I will tell you everything."

He is alone and he volunteered to come here to gather information just to make a little money... The money given by the masters is not enough to buy his life!

The worst that can happen is a loss-making deal!

"My Lord, I'm just a nobody sent here to gather information..." He knelt dejectedly on the ground and burst into tears, completely unconcerned about the occasion. "They were afraid of offending you, so they wanted to sound you out... I heard that the man from the City Lord's Mansion ended up going back without telling the Young City Lord, so their information couldn't get through at all."

"I'm just stupid. I actually believed what they said and fell into this trap..."

Only two minutes had passed, and he had said everything he should and shouldn't have said. Even with his own complaints mixed in, he actually felt a bit of real sadness.

It’s just that… I never really care about the lives of my employers.

Ling You couldn't help but hold his forehead: "What the hell is going on..."

"This is just the beginning!" Hearing his words, the man kneeling on the ground slapped his thigh, thinking it was a sign of distrust. He angrily said, "Tricking a nobody like me into gathering information is only one part of the story. I overheard them secretly, and they're even trying to bribe an assassin to take your life!"

He made a knife-cross-neck gesture and lowered his voice mysteriously, "I heard that the first option is..."

"That's enough," Fan Ning, who was too lazy to listen to any more nonsense, finally spoke up to stop him, his cold eyes slowly lowering, "I'm not interested in anything you're saying."

She glanced at the blank expression on his face when he heard this, and without giving him any room to maneuver, she said bluntly, "I arrested you just to ask you to bring a message to me."

The man who had already said everything he should and shouldn't say: "..."

Just bring the message home. You've been fooling him for so long. Does that mean he's someone who can be kicked by anyone?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He closed his eyes and chose to remain silent.

Then Ling You kicked him awake.

"..." He knelt down in frustration and smirked, "You say, you say."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Fan Ning pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "This is really a very simple matter..."

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After hearing all the messages, the person went back in a daze.

Ling You, who was standing next to him, also had a complicated expression. He tried to hold it back, but in the end, he couldn't help it. "What you said seems like you want to..."

"Looks like you're planning to usurp the throne?" Fan Ning raised an eyebrow, not seeming to be trying to hide anything. Instead, he sat down by the window with some snacks in hand, his expression frank. "Are you going to the City Lord's Mansion to report me now?"

Ling You found it funny: "...if I say yes?"

A dessert was brought to his mouth.

It was fragrant, crispy and delicious, but someone had sprinkled a suspicious white powder on it.

Ling You: “…”

"I have no objection," he pushed the thing back calmly, and his brows softened a lot when he thought of someone who didn't care at all about sprinkling powder in front of him.

So cute, even when he's throwing a tantrum he's so cute.

The straightforward and excessive medicinal powder is for the purpose of "willingness", and when it is Fan Ning who brings these, Ling You will often be easily controlled by the other party.

"What do you need me to do?" Not only did he not stop you, he also actively involved himself. "This is your first time usurping the throne. I have to do something."

“Hmm…” Actually, it wasn’t the first time at all.

Fan Ning smiled, fully practicing the principle of actively pursuing further progress after gaining an inch, and actually found something to do in every nook and cranny.

"Then let's find some help first."

She reread the word "helper", but her eyes seemed to fall directly on the person through the thin window in front of her.

Of course, it is impossible that there are only three disciples coming in from Yueli Sect, and the same is true for other sects.

However, there are not many characters who are lucky enough to approach the City Lord’s Mansion directly. Excluding those monks who are obsessed with points and choose to give up the risk and dig “weeds”... the rest can only be counted as half.

But it's totally enough.

Especially when you meet one or two "lucky people".

"Enough for what?" In the middle of the night, the captain of the guards, Yu Changqing, was a little surprised when he was called to the house.

He looked at the powerful man who had suddenly appeared before him and was being treated as a guest of honor by the city lord. He asked in a friendly manner, "Are you here just to capture a small, unconfirmed 'assassin'?"

He also said that adding a small team of people would be enough... Is this something that can be decided at will?

"Excuse me, but I refuse," Yu Changqing said calmly. His deep sense of responsibility prevented him from abandoning the people of the city. "There's been a lot going on in the city lately, and I really can't spare anyone to do these meaningless things."

"Even if there's a real chance of catching the villain who attempted to assassinate the City Lord?... If you do it, the worst that can happen is a minor dereliction of duty. But if you succeed... the City Lord will definitely give you better treatment and greater power..."

"Please be careful with your words."

Seeing that he was unmoved by any soft or hard words, the other party finally took another step back and said, "I will guarantee you and take the responsibility for you! This way, there will be no problem, right..."

"I refuse," Yu Changqing said with a stern face, showing no sign of wavering. "What you said is just speculation. I can't do anything that is bad for the people just because of this speculation."

"Boy, that's the city lord—"

"With you protecting the city lord, even if the worst happens, there are people who can stabilize the situation." Yu Changqing paused, his eyes clear. "My duty is to protect the people in the city, especially at a time like this... Their lives are no different from the city lord's life to me."