I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Fan Zhiyi instinctively took a small step back, wanting to get away from the ruthless and monstrous male lead. These sedan chair carriers had all suffered such cruelty at his hands, so how could his fate be any better?

But as soon as he moved, the head behind him, which had just quieted down, seemed to receive some signal and started to stir again. Fan Zhiyi glanced at it, stopped walking, and the head returned to silence.

Fan Zhiyi refused to believe it and moved his toes back a little. The head of the creature began to sway and poised to attack, as if it would immediately swarm and bite Fan Zhiyi as soon as he left a safe area.

Now things are really messed up. With the male lead in front and someone else behind, he's finding it difficult to move forward, and the instigator...

"Bai Bai, you have to explain this to me. Now that you've brought your host to this place, what are you going to do next?" Don't think Fan Zhiyi didn't guess. He realized it the moment he saw the male lead. This damn system probably knew that the male lead would appear here, which is why it guided him to come here quickly.

"The host only needs to shout that he is Yi Zhifan and rush up to hug the male lead, and then all the problems will be solved."

Fan Zhiyi: "..." What novels did Bai Bai read that messed up his brain to come up with such a nasty idea? Tell him so he can avoid this pitfall. If he actually did what Bai Bai suggested, Fan Zhiyi felt he might lose his precious life before he even met the male lead.

So Fan Zhiyi didn't move. Seeing this, Bai Bai urged again, "Host, what are you hesitating about?"

Fan Zhiyi felt there must be something fishy about the system's urgency. For some reason, ever since the system first appeared in his mind, he had always felt it was unreliable, extremely unreliable, to the point that he had long ago told himself to be cautious about what this damn system said.

Just then, the male protagonist, who had been motionless in front of him, slightly raised his head. His cold eyes met Fan Zhiyi's. Fan Zhiyi sensed danger. His eyes were lifeless and devoid of any life, devoid of any interest or awe for anything. Naturally, it was because of this that the male protagonist was as cruel and ruthless as a demon from hell.

Driven by the fear of the weak towards the strong and the instinct to avoid danger, Fan Zhiyi unconsciously took another step back. The severed head stirred restlessly again, seemingly oblivious to its own mortality. It appeared that Fan Zhiyi was far more attractive to it than the male protagonist who instilled fear in it, enough to overcome its dread.

The next instant, the head spontaneously combusted, the flames were fierce, leaping at least three meters high. The firelight illuminated the dark night sky, and the sparks scorched Fan Zhiyi's clothes. Fan Zhiyi immediately dodged, fanning his clothes to extinguish the sparks.

This is the Burning Ghost Technique, but the user is far more powerful than Fan Zhiyi. The only person present who can use this technique is... Fan Zhiyi glanced at the male protagonist and saw that he was still standing in the same spot, just staring at him without making any move.

He was like a ghost in the forest, silent and ever-present, exuding an intense sense of oppression.

Fan Zhiyi felt a chill run down his spine. He thought he should run away. He felt he was really incompetent, especially after seeing the male lead in person. He was genuinely scared and not prepared to deal with the male lead at all. He didn't want to end up like that guy from before, who had traveled a long way to deliver a head with a small gift but a heavy heart.

But as if they had seen through Fan Zhiyi's thoughts, the flames that had just started burning suddenly grew stronger and spread outwards in an organized manner, forming a half-ring of fire that successfully blocked Fan Zhiyi's escape route.

His only way out now is that cliff edge.

Fan Zhiyi was convinced. He was truly convinced. He was now like a fish on a chopping board, just waiting for the other party to give him a good whack and he would be done for.

The male protagonist started moving, very slowly approaching Fan Zhiyi. With each step he took, Fan Zhiyi retreated a little, until he reached the circle of fire and had nowhere left to retreat. Fan Zhiyi could only move to the side.

The male protagonist did nothing else, seemingly finding it particularly amusing to scare Fan Zhiyi. He stared at him with a somewhat malicious gaze, moving closer to him.

What is the male lead trying to do? Because he witnessed the murder, he's afraid the protagonist will recognize him and interfere with his plans, so he wants to silence him. After all, only the dead can truly keep secrets, especially since Fan Zhiyi has no connection to the protagonist now. Even if they were connected, the protagonist could still kill him, so why would he kill someone he has no connection with in a matter of minutes? Or is he simply trying to kill someone else?

Fan Zhiyi was suddenly overwhelmed with despair. Was he about to perish halfway through his journey after just transmigrating?

"Damn system, what do we do now?"

"Do as I say." The system's reply was as cold as ever, carrying an air of absolute authority.

A domineering system forcing love—what a great story!

By North!

He was actually in the mood to complain about the current situation; he must be a genius. Fan Zhiyi walked along the edge of the fire circle, trying to stay as far away from the male protagonist as possible. For some reason, the image of the King of Qin circling the pillar appeared in his mind.

Seizing an opportunity, Fan Zhiyi had a flash of inspiration. He opened his arms, took a deep breath, and, with a "what the heck" attitude, began to wave his arms up and down as he ran quickly toward the cliff: "I'm sleepwalking, I'm sleepwalking, I dreamt that I turned into a little bird, and I'm going to fly!"

They say madmen are afraid of fools. He's risking everything to survive. Hopefully, the male lead will find him funny and watch his performance for a few more seconds. Or maybe he'll be stunned by his sudden, inexplicable change. In those few seconds of stunned silence, give the male lead a little shock and yourself a chance to escape.

But this is the male lead, the perfect candidate for being ruthless and vicious. What if he just wants to kill me?

"Bye-bye, bye-bye, emergency, emergency! Quick, check the male lead's reaction behind me!"

"..."

“We’re all in the same boat now!” Fan Zhiyi said, making perfect sense.

He didn't move, he just kept staring at you.

"Can you measure how much he wants to kill me right now?"

"This system does not have this function."

"Alright." As long as the male lead was intimidated, Fan Zhiyi wouldn't insist on anything else.

What a shame!

Fan Zhiyi shrank his neck, but still managed to hop to the edge of the cliff, feigning a happy expression. He looked down... Holy crap, it's so dark down there, I can't tell the height at all.

Everyone says that when the male protagonist jumps off a cliff, he will inevitably encounter a pool of water and have a miraculous adventure. But he! Is! Not! The! Male! Protagonist! Fan Zhiyi felt that not only would he be doomed if he jumped down, but he might also suffer extra pain. He would rather just kill himself right here and now. At least his fate was in his own hands, not in the male protagonist's!

But! Fan Zhiyi didn't want to die. He closed his eyes and sniffed, displaying the tragic heroism of a warrior cutting his own wrist.