Murong Mingyuan wanted to see me?
Rhode was slightly stunned, then ordered, "Let her in."
A moment later, Murong Mingyuan entered the command post and stood behind the door, her curious gaze sweeping around.
Rhode waved his hand at the guard who brought her in, signaling him to leave.
Even though Murong Mingyuan had long legs, a slender waist, and a beautiful face, and a temper that was as volatile as it was, with a large dose of violence hidden in her bones.
But in Rhode's heart—
She was nothing more than a plaything!
Even with his eyes closed, Rhode could subdue her in an instant, so there was no need to worry about her dangerous nature.
"Beautiful Ms. Murong."
Rhode waited until Murong Mingyuan had looked around enough, then smiled, "May I ask if you'd like coffee or white wine? I apologize, but I only have these two beverages, plus plain water."
"White wine."
Murong Mingyuan walked to the simple sofa and sat down gracefully, crossing her legs.
Rhode poured two glasses of white wine, brought them over, sat opposite her, and handed her one.
"Thank you."
After a casual thank you, Murong Mingyuan lowered her head and took a sip.
"Ms. Murong."
Rhode asked, "May I ask if you have something specific in mind for looking for me?"
Murong Mingyuan swirled her wine glass and got straight to the point, "This afternoon, some people who claimed to be from the War Demon Hall suddenly found me. Their young hall master wishes to make a deal with me."
Rhode's expression immediately changed slightly.
For the past two days, all his attention had been focused on hunting down the Snow Phantom, leaving him no time to pay attention to the people from the War Demon Hall.
In fact.
Rhode had even invited them to help search for the Snow Phantom.
He had even hoped they would condescend to guard the outer defense zone for a night.
After all, they were true experts, far superior to Rhode's team members in terms of alertness and their ability to handle unexpected situations.
If the Snow Phantom were to appear during their guard duty, the chances of them capturing it would be quite high.
However.
When Rhode made this request in a very tactful tone, the hot-tempered Old Eight immediately cursed, "Who do you think you are to ask us to help you? We are esteemed guests invited by the core members of the Rhode family. Our duty is to ensure that no accidents occur in your base camp! If we are happy, we will stay a few more days. If we are unhappy, we will leave at any time. How many people die in your outer defense zone has nothing to do with us."
Rhode's vision turned black with anger at that moment.
But that was all.
Because Jessica had made it very clear that these people wearing fox masks were extremely mysterious and formidable, and he should not offend them unless absolutely necessary.
Now!
They had gone behind Rhode's back to find Murong Mingyuan.
Regardless of what deal they made with Murong Mingyuan, their act of approaching her behind his back had touched upon Rhode's interests.
After all, Murong Mingyuan was a spoil of war for the Rhode family.
Just a moment ago, Jessica had repeatedly stressed that Rhode must ensure Murong Mingyuan's safety and have her evacuated from the Blackwater Forest battlefield within 48 hours.
But the people from the War Demon Hall wanted to take Murong Mingyuan away!
"They want me to join the War Demon Hall and become their tool to infiltrate the Dragon Ruins."
Murong Mingyuan lightly tapped her toes and said leisurely, "For this, they have made many promises to me. The most important one is that they can take your head at any time as proof of their sincerity in cooperating with me."
What!?
Rhode, who had been suppressing his anger and feigning calmness,'s eyes widened abruptly upon hearing this.
But he quickly regained his composure.
He chuckled lightly, "Ms. Murong, what benefit do you get from trying to sow discord between me and the War Demon Hall?"
Murong Mingyuan said indifferently, "Believe it if you want, or don't. I don't care."
Rhode looked into her eyes and asked coldly, "What if you are lying?"
Murong Mingyuan retorted, "What if I am not lying?"
Rhode stood up abruptly and walked to the door, "Miller."
He ordered the guard Miller to summon the people from the War Demon Hall, as he wanted to verify on the spot whether Murong Mingyuan was lying!
If she was.
Then her motive for lying would need careful consideration.
Although Rhode dared not harm or occupy Murong Mingyuan, it was not impossible to make her suffer a little.
Miller, having received the order, immediately ran towards the dormitory.
Rhode stood at the door waiting.
He glanced sideways and saw Murong Mingyuan sitting leisurely on the sofa, savoring her wine.
She didn't look guilty at all.
Soon.
Two people wearing fox masks, accompanied by the guard, arrived at the command post.
One of them was the hot-tempered Old Eight.
Upon seeing Murong Mingyuan, their eyes clearly changed.
With their intelligence, it was not difficult for them to realize that Murong Mingyuan had sold everything to Rhode—that they had sought her out, what they had done to her, and what they had said.
It was this that had filled Rhode with anger and prompted him to bring them here for a confrontation.
"Gentlemen."
Rhode did not invite them to sit down, but asked coldly, "Did you privately meet with Ms. Murong this afternoon?"
Old Eight chuckled, "So what?"
Rhode was momentarily choked and snorted, "Humph. Did you inflict serious physical harm on Ms. Murong?"
Old Eight rolled his eyes, "So what?"
Rhode took a deep breath and asked for the third time, "You made a deal with Ms. Murong behind my back. As long as she joins the War Demon Hall to infiltrate the Dragon Ruins, you will take her away from here?"
"So what?"
Faced with Rhode's three consecutive questions, Old Eight's answer remained the same.
We did it, so what!?
Rhode's suppressed anger instantly exploded, and he roared, "As long as Ms. Murong agrees to cooperate with you, and requires you to show the utmost sincerity in cooperation, you will chop off my head?"
Heaven bears witness.
The young hall master of the War Demon Hall had not said anything about cutting off Rhode's head to Murong Mingyuan.
It was purely Li Qianfan's instruction that Murong Mingyuan said so.
Murong Mingyuan worried about being exposed if she lied.
But Li Qianfan told her to lie boldly.
Because he had calculated that—
After Rhode had verified with the War Demon Hall members that they had approached Murong Mingyuan privately; that they had beaten her despite his strict orders not to harm anyone; and that they had indeed made a deal with Murong Mingyuan for her to join the War Demon Hall, he would instinctively believe every word she said!
Then Rhode would lose his temper.
Even if the War Demon Hall members swore on their lives that they had never promised Murong Mingyuan to take off Rhode's head as a "token of allegiance," he would not believe them.
As expected.
Rhode began to lose his temper.
And the person he was conversing with was the most hot-tempered Old Eight.
Although the young hall master had never spoken of taking off Rhode's head, upon seeing Rhode's attitude, he immediately sneered.
For the fourth time, he said, "So what?"
I'll kill you!
Rhode stared intently at Old Eight, roaring in his heart.
On the sofa in the command post.
Looking at Rhode, whose veins were bulging on his neck, and then at the arrogant Old Eight, Murong Mingyuan suddenly felt like laughing.
She also secretly admired the owner of the "little mare" for being so perceptive.
She even thought, "When the counter-attack operation begins, should I take the opportunity to investigate him thoroughly? If he truly cares about me and considers me his woman, I might tell him my secret of cursing people."
Hoo!
Rhode exhaled heavily and said to Old Eight and the other man, "You may leave. Please convey to the young hall master that with a great enemy before us, even if you do not help me, please do not stab me in the back."
Heh heh.
Old Eight, with his arms crossed, let out a cold laugh. As he walked towards the door, he said, "Even if I stab you in the back, so what?"
Again, "So what!?"
Rhode became even more enraged!!
But he still had to endure it.
As the supreme commander of the Rhode Battle Team, he had to endure it for the sake of the overall situation, even if he couldn't.
However, one of his guards, Miller, could no longer stand it.
The door of the command post was open.
Old Eight's arrogant attitude, Miller and his companion Mark had seen it clearly.
Now, after Old Eight had frankly admitted that even stabbing Rhode in the back would be "so what," the unbearable Miller finally lost his temper on behalf of his boss.
"Then die now!"
With a roar, Miller raised the submachine gun he was holding and pulled the trigger at Old Eight.
His companion Mark also promptly raised his gun and unleashed a barrage of bullets at the other black-robed man, Old Seven.
As Miller shouted and opened fire, Rhode was greatly alarmed!
He frantically yelled for them to stop, but it was too late.
The storm of bullets had already made the two men, Old Eight and Old Seven, tremble uncontrollably on the spot.
The crisp, dense gunfire—
Startled the "warriors" relaxing nearby, who quickly pulled up their pants, grabbed their guns, and rushed towards them.
Murong Mingyuan jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the door, her eyes wide, and secretly exclaimed, "Well shot! What mysterious, eerie, and terrifying fox demons? In front of bullets, aren't they still just dead?"
The gunfire finally stopped.
As Rhode closed his eyes in resignation, he heard Murong Mingyuan suggest, "You need to guard against the young hall master going on a rampage against you. I think it's best for you to strike first."
She was then using the opportunity to instigate Rhode.
Hoping to bewitch him into striking first against the young hall master and his men, and eliminate them all!
Who had beaten her?
Rhode, even in his distressed state, could instantly understand her petty thoughts.
Humph.
She really thinks I'm a fool.
But what she said also made sense—
Rhode snorted coldly in his heart and opened his eyes.
Then he saw an unbelievable scene!
Old Eight and Old Seven, who had been riddled with bullets, were still standing in place and had not fallen.
They even raised their hands and patted their chests as if they were slightly uncomfortable.
"They can't be killed!?"
Seeing this, Murong Mingyuan exclaimed in shock.