In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! Chapter 217: The Man in the Silver Mask

Jin Yong stood up and while lowering his head, he moved to the side before saying, "All that is known is that Yue Mingxuan was transported to the southwest outside the city."

Southwest?

Shang Qinghua tapped the tabletop lightly as he pondered the buildings he knew of outside the city.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Many wealthy households of the Beirong Imperial City liked to build their private estates outside the city walls, and in order to emphasize the uniqueness of their estates, they would buy up all the surrounding land to serve as supplies for the property.

As for the owner of the estate in the southwest of the Beirong Imperial City, speaking of him, he was actually an acquaintance of Yue Mingxuan.

He’s Wu Bingjian.

And that estate seed to be called Green Willow Manor.

Thinking of this, Shang Qinghua could no longer sit still.

He took a silver mask from a hidden compartnt, fastened it onto his face, and prepared to personally investigate Green Willow Manor.

Watching Shang Qinghua’s actions, Jin Yong asked sowhat nervously, "Master, if you go alone and there are traps set inside the manor... it might be better to go at night."

After thinking for a mont, Shang Qinghua said, "That’s fine. I’ll wear the mask to let the mastermind behind this know my identity as The Leader. Even if they only act out of consideration for this identity, they wouldn’t dare to act rashly."

Jin Yong shook his head helplessly.

Although his master’s organization was renowned far and wide, it also naturally had an extraordinary number of enemies.

Charging in so recklessly, if he were to fall into soone else’s trap, the chances of survival would be slim indeed.

It seed Mo Yi was right: whenever the matter involved Yue Mingxuan, his master completely lost his usual calmness, composure, and rational judgnt.

Could it be that his master had developed feelings for Yue Mingxuan?

Thinking of this, Jin Yong felt a chill in his heart.

As The Leader, his master had been deprived of the right to freely choose a marriage from the mont he was born.

If that were truly the case, then even if his master managed to save Yue Mingxuan this ti, Yue Mingxuan would sooner or later still et a tragic end.

After all, once soone provoked Imperator Jin, that person would be hunted down to the ends of the earth, until death.

Seeing that Shang Qinghua had already made up his mind, Jin Yong could only silently step aside.

However, he firmly resolved in his heart that if his master insisted on going, he couldn’t stop him, but following behind to protect him all the way was sothing his master couldn’t control.

Night soon fell.

Shang Qinghua sat at the table, reached up to touch his The Leader’s mask and resolutely stepped out the door.

...

After finishing the dinner delivered by the mute, Yue Mingxuan once again curled himself into the pile of straw.

Why was this person treating him like this, exactly?

There was no beating, no scolding, aside from the poor living conditions, he was actually being fed and cared for quite well.

It didn’t feel like a kidnapping; it felt more like being kept.

At this mont, a low male voice suddenly echoed through the night sky: "The Leader of the Imperator Jin, here to pay a visit to the master of Green Willow Manor."

Hearing this, Yue Mingxuan finally realized that he was being held in a place called Green Willow Manor.

After a short while, another male voice sounded. "I wonder what brings The Leader to my humble manor?"

After that, Yue Mingxuan could no longer hear any sounds.

About the ti it takes for one stick of incense to burn later, the door was suddenly kicked open.

By the light of the moon, Yue Mingxuan saw a man wearing a silver mask standing outside.

When the man saw Yue Mingxuan, his eyes lit up. He grabbed Yue Mingxuan’s hand and said, "Co."

Yue Mingxuan hadn’t expected the newcor to be there to rescue him.

Before he could even react, he was already being pulled into a run.

The wind howled past them as they ran; his heart felt as though it were about to leap out of his chest.

By the ti they reached the final small stream, he truly couldn’t run any farther. Gasping for breath, he stopped. "Run... can’t... run anymore."

He had probably run over three thousand ters, and his chest felt as though it were about to explode.

Shang Qinghua frowned as he looked at the man before him.

He had originally thought that Yue Mingxuan must have suffered quite a bit over these past days, but to his surprise, aside from slightly disheveled hair with a bit of straw stuck in it, Yue Mingxuan looked as though nothing had happened to him at all.

After finally catching his breath, Yue Mingxuan rembered that he should thank him. "Thank you."

Shang Qinghua raised an eyebrow.

This was the first ti he had heard Yue Mingxuan offer such a solemn thanks.

Lowering his voice, he said, "No need to thank . I was rely acting on soone else’s request."

Listening to his deliberately lowered voice, Yue Mingxuan felt that it sounded sowhat familiar, yet for the mont he couldn’t recall where he had heard it before.

"May I ask, senior, what is your honored na? Mingxuan will surely repay this kindness in the future."

Shang Qinghua glanced at Yue Mingxuan and did not speak.

He rely stared at him steadily, his gaze fixed and unblinking.

Should he remove the mask and tell him the truth about his identity?

Would Yue Mingxuan look down on him for having his entire life decided from birth by strangers he had never even t?

He hesitated again and again.

He parted his lips as if to speak, yet in the end did not know where to begin.

Being stared at so intently made Yue Mingxuan feel sowhat embarrassed.

He lowered his head and said, "Senior, please don’t look at like that."