Chapter 255: Chapter 255

Unfortunately, the mesh of the net was too large and Little Squirrel too small. They brushed past him one by one, yet no one noticed him squatting on a tree along their path.

The green leaves rustled, perfectly concealing him within.

Little Squirrel was very confused.

Cocking his head, he looked left and right, unsure where to go.

He had just sensed his master’s presence on the bespectacled man; by following this scent, he should be able to find his master.

But after so much effort to locate the place, he realized it wasn’t the villa where his master had lived before.

Moreover, there was no trace of the Great Demon King’s presence here!

Since his master and the Great Demon King were always together, Little Squirrel thought long and hard, concluding that he must have gone to the wrong place.

But how should he get from here to the Great Demon King’s location?

As he felt utterly at a loss, a car approached his position.

Little Squirrel leaped down excitedly, accurately jumping through the open sunroof into An Yan’s palm.

Looking at Little Squirrel with his tuft of purple fur, An Yan took out a pill and handed it to him. "You’ve had a tough few days, little guy."

Little Squirrel hurriedly took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

As long as there were pills to eat, no amount of hardship was too great!

But how had his master known he was here?

Could it be that his master’s powers had grown stronger, that she could sense his location now?

After watching the high-quality Raw Stones in the warehouse being cut open only to reveal they were all Waste Stones, Feng Jingnian finally succumbed to the shock and fainted.

By the time he regained consciousness, he found himself in a hospital.

The harsh white light mirrored his ashen mood.

He had borrowed the money for the shares from the bank, on a three-day term.

In three days, if he didn’t repay the bank, the Raw Stones he had mortgaged would be lost for good.

The problem was, he didn’t even know if the batch of Raw Stones he had mortgaged to the bank were Waste Stones or could be cut to reveal fine jade.

If they were valuable, he had to get them back, no matter the cost.

But what if they were worthless?

After much deliberation, Feng Jingnian thought of the mysterious figure behind Ajie.

Ignoring his splitting headache, Feng Jingnian forced himself up, gritted his teeth, and drove into the deep mountains.

His life was at stake. It was time to play his last card!

The night was as dark as ink.

Feng Jingnian’s car sped through the forest.

Above the dense woods, Li Tianyao, in his black trench coat, looked down at the car whizzing past beneath him.

In his arms, An Yan clung tightly to his neck.

Her breathing was a bit rapid.

"I bet right," An Yan said with pride.

Li Tianyao bent down and kissed her forehead.

On a branch below, Little Squirrel craned his neck to watch the couple, fearing they might suddenly disappear again.

He wanted to jump into his master’s pocket but was afraid the Great Demon King might not allow him.

In the midst of his hesitation, An Yan reached out her hand to him.

Little Squirrel was overjoyed and quickly leaped into her hand.

It hadn’t been easy, but his master had finally remembered him!

Feng Jingnian’s car wound through the dense woods for over an hour before finally coming to a stop.

He got out of the car and walked another three kilometers on foot, finally arriving before an ancient tree of unknown age.

The trunk was so thick it would take a dozen people with linked hands to encircle it.

Standing under the tree, looking up, one could only see a dense canopy of leaves and branches.

He knocked on the trunk, and a rope ladder was lowered from the tree.

Feng Jingnian climbed the ladder and stepped into a secret room, well-hidden by the dense foliage.

Ajie was sitting cross-legged on a carpet in the middle of the room. In front of him was a small table, upon which sat a small stove.

The treehouse was warm and cozy.

"Ajie, have your uncle divine for me about those stones I mortgaged to the bank..."

Ajie had already learned of his purpose from Gu Shifang.

"At least, those stones are still genuine for now!"

"Yes. Those in your warehouse were originally real too, but after An Yan got near them, they turned fake."

"Uncle said An Yan might have some treasure on her that absorbs Spiritual Energy! Unless we find it, even if you get more gems, they will all turn into Waste Stones!"

Feng Jingnian frowned.

He had never expected such an answer.

"So, you can’t kill An Yan?"

Ajie shook his head. "I’ve tried. She can catch Brain-Eating Larvae with her bare hands! Other Poisonous Insects wouldn’t even get close to her."

"So you two, uncle and nephew, are just going to stand by and watch me be ruined?"

Ajie said, "My uncle said things will become clear within a few days."

"What does that mean?"

"I don’t know either, but I suppose he means you should wait."

"Doesn’t your Feng Family have any reserves?" Ajie was getting impatient.

He had been hiding here for days, barely eating or drinking, terrified of being caught by Li Tianyao’s men the moment he showed his face.

This Feng Jingnian came without bringing him any supplies, yet he still had the gall to drone on and on.

Feng Jingnian sensed his impatience and let out a laugh. "Ajie, surely you don’t think you can bully me just because I, Feng Jingnian, have fallen on hard times?"

Ajie twirled his fingers, and a small vial appeared at his fingertips. "Even if you *weren’t* down and out, I could take your life anytime!"

Feng Jingnian was speechless.

"Go back. Next time you come, remember to bring me something!"

Feng Jingnian met his hostile gaze, stood up in silence, and climbed back down the rope ladder to leave.

"’Gu Shifang is really cunning, pushing Ajie forward as the messenger,’ An Yan sighed."

Li Tianyao said, "Kill Ajie and have someone disguise themselves as him!"

"No way. Gu Shifang is too cunning. With a simple divination, he’d know the person was swapped."

"’If only I could control insects,’ An Yan mused, ’I’d have a little bug keep watch, and everything would be under my control.’"

As she spoke, An Yan’s gaze fell on Little Squirrel.

Little Squirrel shuddered. He’s not a little insect, and his master can’t share his eyesight!

Just as he was getting nervous, the Great Demon King produced something.

A palm-sized invisible drone!

"WOW!" An Yan was completely overjoyed.

The Li Corporation really was formidable to have developed such a thing.

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When its power ran low, it could even recharge itself using solar energy!

Seeing that his master had finally given up on her designs on him, Little Squirrel relaxed and snuggled into her pocket.

For the first time, he felt that the Great Demon King wasn’t actually so bad!

By the time An Yan and Li Tianyao returned to the villa, it was already past four in the morning.

An Yan quickly took a combat shower and then dove into bed.

She needed to get some sleep quickly; there were things to do once daylight broke.

By the time Li Tianyao came out of the bathroom, she had already fallen asleep.

Her hair was casually wrapped in a hair-drying towel, making her delicate, beautiful face seem even more pure and flawless, framed by long, thick lashes.

He reached out, removed the hair-drying towel from her head, picked up the hairdryer, set it to silent mode, and carefully began to dry her hair.

The young woman usually acted like a prickly hedgehog.

But asleep, she was like a little kitten.

So docile, he wished he could gather her into his very soul.

Her soft black hair slid through his palm, silky and smooth, with the faint scent of shampoo still lingering.

They used the same shampoo, yet hers smelled exceptionally fragrant.

He bowed his head and took a light sniff. Then he understood: it wasn’t just shampoo on her, but also her natural scent.

That scent, as if carrying tiny hooks, tantalized him, making his heart itch with a sweet longing.