The Magic City film shooting location.
Jin Xiaochen had just finished her filming for the day. Before she could change, Zhong Wenliang and Du Jiaming walked over and said, "Xiaochen, there's a gathering tonight, want to join us?"
"I won't be going. You guys go ahead. I'm tired after a whole day, so I'll go back and rest early." Jin Xiaochen declined their invitation.
"Alright, it's just a bunch of guys anyway, so you wouldn't have much fun. Then go back and rest early." Zhong Wenliang nodded.
They were at the same theater, and their relationship was quite good in private. Everyone understood Jin Xiaochen's personality and didn't say any more.
"Xiaochen, heading back?" Liu Zhiming saw Jin Xiaochen change into her clothes and walk towards the exit of the set, so he called out to her.
"Mhm, see you tomorrow, Director Liu." Jin Xiaochen waved, and got into her car with her agent.
"Sister Xiaochen, are we going home now?"
In the car, Jin Xiaochen's agent asked.
"Mhm, home." Jin Xiaochen closed her eyes to rest after saying this.
After resting for a while, the agent's phone rang. "Sister Xiaochen, this person is calling again."
"Just block him. I can't be bothered," Jin Xiaochen said, shifting into a more comfortable position to continue resting.
Zhou Gangyi had been waiting outside the set after leaving the villa. He had been following Jin Xiaochen's car and had tailed her all the way to her home, where he was waiting in his car.
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"Senior brother, she's not answering her phone anymore, and it's been blocked," Pu Zaiye said dejectedly, holding his phone.
"Can you find out where she lives?" Murong Chenggong asked.
"I already found out. I can handle this small matter," Pu Zaiye assured him.
He had originally wanted to curry favor with this senior brother, but he hadn't expected Zheng Bing to be so useless, and now he had disappeared altogether.
Thinking about this situation, Pu Zaiye felt a bit embarrassed.
Murong Chenggong had just said that he was bad at making friends, but people outside talked as if it were nonsense, putting on a front.
"That's good. I'll go personally when it gets dark. I've taken a liking to this little lady. I'll have my way with her without anyone knowing."
Murong Chenggong revealed a sinister smile and shamelessly licked his lips.
The opportunity to descend the mountain was rare, and he had finally found someone who caught his eye. How could he possibly let her go?
As for the laws of the mortal world, they were irrelevant to them. They were not bound by them, as long as they acted discreetly and didn't give the cultivators' convention any reason to interfere.
Stealing a fragrance, slicing jade – how could anyone discover such trivial matters?
"Heh heh... Then I'll wish senior brother success in advance and a fun night." Pu Zaiye raised his wine glass and clinked it with Murong Chenggong, wishing him happiness in advance.
"Absolutely."
Murong Chenggong smiled and nodded. Just thinking about Jin Xiaochen's appearance made him feel feverish all over.
Since he had business to attend to that night, Murong Chenggong ate and drank his fill in advance. He lost interest in the women in the clubhouse and had them all dismissed, leaving only him and his junior brother to drink.
"Little Pu, I see you're good to your senior brother. When we return to the mountain, if you have any problems, just tell me," Murong Chenggong said, patting Pu Zaiye's shoulder as he finished his drinks.
"Thank you for your care, senior brother. I'll finish this drink." Pu Zaiye quickly thanked him and downed the wine.
Afterward, Pu Zaiye felt a sense of unease, unsure if something had gone wrong. He casually asked, "Senior brother, are there any risks for you going tonight?"
"What risks could there be? For people like us in the mortal world, are there any risks?" Murong Chenggong shook his head, not caring at all.
"The country also has cultivators, like the Dragon Group," Pu Zaiye asked worriedly.
"Hmph," Murong Chenggong scoffed and continued, "Apart from Long Aotian, who else in the Dragon Group is not trash?"
"The Dragon Group does have cultivators, but can their cultivation resources compare to ours, who are professionals?"
"They are inheritors, while the Dragon Group can at best be considered self-taught, mere dabblers. Their cultivation techniques are impure, let alone their cultivation resources."
"They just appear much stronger than ordinary people."
"That's good, that's good. Otherwise, I'd feel restless and worried for you, senior brother." Pu Zaiye was relieved, thinking he was overthinking.
"Junior brother, I'm telling you, with your current strength, you can already be comparable to a Dragon Group member, let alone me."
Murong Chenggong saw Pu Zaiye's worried look and comforted him.
"Senior brother, what would happen if you met Long Aotian?" Pu Zaiye asked.
"That's hard to say. Fifty-fifty. Besides, how could I possibly meet Long Aotian?" Murong Chenggong didn't believe for a moment that he would encounter Long Aotian just by stealing a moment of affection. Dafeng Novel Network.
"There's only one Long Aotian in China, would he specifically target me for stealing affection?"
Although Murong Chenggong was arrogant, he wasn't stupid. Long Aotian was the leader of the Dragon Group, and his strength was said to have reached the realm of internal energy.
Murong Chenggong himself had only just reached internal energy, so how could he dare to brag about easily defeating Long Aotian?
"Haha... Senior brother is indeed mighty."
Pu Zaiye flattered him. Long Aotian, as the leader of China's special department, was spoken of so lightly by Murong Chenggong, which made Pu Zaiye feel exhilarated.
He also comforted himself, resolving to cultivate even harder in the future and become a powerful figure like his senior brother as soon as possible.
"You can achieve it with effort too," Murong Chenggong played along with Pu Zaiye's words and put on a show.
As they talked and enjoyed themselves, the sky quickly darkened. Murong Chenggong looked at the darkening sky through the window, pacing back and forth in the private room, unable to contain his excitement.
Meanwhile, Zhou Gangyi was almost asleep in his car when a phone call woke him up.
Seeing that the caller was his master, Zhou Gangyi jolted awake and quickly answered the phone. He had forgotten to inform his master before leaving home, and his master was probably looking for him.
"Where did you hang the clothes you washed for me yesterday? I can't find them?" Long Aotian's voice came through the phone.
"Master, you're not looking for me?" Zhou Gangyi was startled. Had he misunderstood?
It was already dark, wasn't his master concerned about him?
Did Master forget about him?
"Why would I be looking for you? Dinner is already finished." Long Aotian said instinctively, then added, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known. I didn't see you at dinner today."
Zhou Gangyi's eyes welled up with tears. Be human, please.
"Master, I'm outside," Zhou Gangyi said dejectedly.
He was such a grown man, yet no one mentioned his absence during dinner?
"Where did you go?" Long Aotian finally asked about Zhou Gangyi's situation.
Seeing that his master had finally asked about him, Zhou Gangyi felt a little better and said,
"Master, there's something I need to report to you."