Lu Xiaoyao was silent.

The viewers watching the livestream through Lu Xiaoyao's perspective were also at a loss for words upon hearing the merchant's dying cries.

After a long while, a sentence finally floated across the screen:

[What's the use of a country like this?]

[Exactly! It'd be better if the tyrant just took over Hualiang's capital in one go! Give it a good cleansing and establish a new country.]

[Forget it, Hualiang isn't a good country either, and neither is Chu Rong, okay? It's like chocolate-covered crap versus crap covered in chocolate, neither is good!]

[Sigh~ That rich merchant... he's dead, right?]

[Probably... what a pity. Thinking about those two players from the Federation and these surrendered envoys, indeed! They're not as principled as that merchant! How ironic! Aren't players supposed to assassinate the tyrant in this game? What are these two doing?]

[Sob sob, what a good escape game, why does it make me teary-eyed and unable to vent my frustration?!]

[Can't say that, though, wasn't the story background saying the new ruler of Hualiang had just ascended the throne? He's young, hasn't fully consolidated his power, and a bunch of old foxes are fighting for power beneath him. He wants to clean things up but Chu Rong didn't wait, and they are already at the door! Did you forget that the palace eunuch close to the emperor sent the daughter and them back then?]

[Oh oh oh, that's right, the little emperor is good, give him time... but what he lacks now is time!]

...

In the narrow space, Lu Xiaoyao quietly lay on the ground. She didn't know how much time had passed, but she suddenly felt something sticky on her face pressed against the floor, so she reached out and touched it.

A strong metallic smell instantly made Lu Xiaoyao's pupils contract!

It was blood!

How much blood must have flowed to reach here?!

Touching the blood made Lu Xiaoyao's body tremble violently. Her mouth opened and closed, and in an angle invisible to the livestream viewers, her pupils contracted, dilated, and then re-focused repeatedly. Finally, she revealed a cold expression completely different from her usual self…

The perilous assassination finally ended, with the entire assassination team annihilated.

Everything ended with Mingmei coldly observing + getting slightly involved.

The ending of this plot was originally a failure, even with the temporary involvement of a player, it still couldn't change the pre-set endings of some NPCs.

At this moment, except for the bloodstains on the ground that had yet to be cleaned, everything else was being tidied up in an orderly manner.

"Drag the corpses out and grind them to ashes, let the banquet continue."

Mingmei's gaze flickered slightly upon hearing the tyrant's decision.

Immediately afterward, Mingmei glanced in the direction of the Hualiang envoys, who hadn't made a move all night.

There were still people who hadn't taken the stage in tonight's show.

Just as Mingmei was lost in thought, the soldiers holding weapons stood behind the people at the banquet, as if they were going to stay that way until the end of the banquet.

The imperial physician also cautiously came forward with a medicine chest. The tyrant simply waved his hand, asking for a screen to be set up to treat his wound, without any intention of stopping the banquet.

Others who were injured could go back, but those who weren't had to stay here and continue the banquet.

Everyone was speechless at the thought of continuing the banquet under these circumstances. Looking at Mingmei, who seemed to feel the same way, they were even more speechless. Was this plot moving too fast?

Mingmei, who was staring blankly at the tyrant, was suddenly cued.

"Ah?"

"Apply the medicine for me."

Mingmei was called to the tyrant's side, and he actually asked her to help him apply the medicine under the guidance of the imperial physician.

"Your Majesty, this servant is clumsy and is afraid of hurting your precious body."

Clearly, Mingmei didn't want to apply medicine for this strange tyrant. Even though he had just blocked a knife for her, her refusal seemed a bit unfeeling, but Mingmei knew very well in her heart!

Bai Xiao wouldn't attack her for no reason.

If the tyrant hadn't made her so special, how would she have taken the risk of attacking her?

She was betting that the tyrant would appear!

Of course, even if the tyrant hadn't come, Mingmei would have been able to block the attack.

Seeing Mingmei refuse, the tyrant half-closed his eyes and looked up at her. A look of pain flashed across his eyes, making him look fragile and stubborn. Mingmei suddenly felt a pang of guilt for her thoughts just now.

In the next second, the imperial physician reminded (zhugong) the tyrant that his injuries couldn't be delayed. If it really wasn't possible, he could also help the tyrant apply the medicine.

The last sentence was completely unnecessary!

Mingmei watched as the tyrant drooped his eyelids in grievance, half-closing his eyes at her, and then, when she wasn't paying attention, the murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at the old imperial physician scared him into a cold sweat.

"Ah... well, this humble servant... this humble servant is a bit old, please, please, this young lady help out."

Mingmei: ...?

One moment he was volunteering, the next he was saying he was old and his eyes were failing. As expected of the tyrant's personal imperial physician, he really knew how to protect his life at such an old age!

As he spoke, the imperial physician looked eagerly at Mingmei, and hurriedly shoved the medicine chest into her face.

Now, Mingmei could only silently accept the medicine chest and stop talking, resigned to applying the medicine for the tyrant.

[Oh my god, Guigui, look, the tyrant's body is quite something!]

Guigui, who was suddenly called: ...

It had to be said that the tyrant's body was truly impeccable.

Through her host's perspective, the system Guigui looked at the tyrant's honey-colored skin shimmering in the candlelight, which was already very bewitching, not to mention the muscles.

Too much would be too strong, and too little would be too thin. Such a body combining strength and sexiness was truly rare.

Not to mention her host, the system Guigui also felt that it couldn't handle this body.

Looking at her host's expressionless face, but occasionally a flash of joy in her eyes.

Even when Mingmei was helping the tyrant put on his clothes, the moment her hand accidentally brushed against his pectoral muscles—sss!

Something was wrong with her host!

Suddenly, the system Guigui remembered what her host's godfather had said:

[Guigui, you are the smartest student I've ever had. I'm entrusting my daughter to you in the game~ Don't look at our Meimei looking cold, but I'm worried that she'll end up like her mother, getting blinded by beauty at a young age. You have to pay more attention~ Lest my Meimei be deceived by a man at a young age!]

Guigui: [...]

Before in the novice village, it thought its host had a very good resolve, but it turned out—

She just hadn't taken off enough clothes -_-!

[Host, why did you touch his abs?]

Guigui decided to get straight to the point.

[Can that be called touching? It was clearly an accidental brush. Don't slander my innocence out of thin air.]

Looking at Mingmei's serious (sibuchengren) tone, the system Guigui was instantly choked.

Looking again at the man who deliberately let Mingmei successfully "get her way," he was secretly watching Mingmei's little movements, not pointing it out, and occasionally couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Ha!

So this was a mutual flirtation, was this something it could manage?!

[Host, whatever makes you happy.]

It was just an ordinary game auxiliary system!