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"What's going on? It's been half an hour since the wind went in!" Cui Ming thought frantically as he checked the Fate Card. There were two Force fluctuations in the bedroom, which seemed fine. Could it be that the wind was trapped by a spider? That didn't make sense; even if the wind was ensnared, the night was silent enough to produce some signs of resistance. Cui Ming closed his eyes and focused on honing his hearing.
Honing his hearing wasn't about enhancing his ears' ability to hear; it was about allowing his ears to gather information from a specific location. It was akin to his ears walking around, exploring a certain area. Its practicality was quite poor.
"Damn it..." Cui Ming sighed in frustration. Was there something wrong? This was Silent City, and the opponent was a spider; how could things go so awry? He stopped honing his hearing and began to worry whether the spider would eliminate the wind afterward. Although he had ceased honing, the sounds from Stone House grew louder, and the flowing river couldn't drown out that noise. The sound from the spider, which made his Bloodline surge, continued to echo, causing Cui Ming to feel his body temperature rise...
Diving into the water, Cui Ming submerged himself, releasing Force to envelop him in the river's embrace. It was cold, but soon his blood pressure stabilized. He resurfaced and waited quietly; with the cold river water pressing down on him, Cui Ming's reactions were less intense. Deep down, he knew that this wasn't just about worrying for the wind's safety; there was also a little devil stirring within him—damn that little devil for enjoying the sound of spiders. The worst part was that his little angel seemed to have been accidentally killed by him last time; he hadn't heard from him in ages.
After another twenty minutes, silence finally returned.
A little while later, the wind emerged from Stone House, whispering sweet nothings with the spider. Cui Ming even heard the spider's delicate laughter as the wind successfully left Stone House and entered the river.
"I'll strangle you," Cui Ming fumed. Although he liked certain things, he always prioritized serious matters first. He took out Miss Fortune's mirror and reflected moonlight toward Miss Fortune's hiding place, signaling for a retreat.
"The young man doesn't know what he's missing," the wind said with a satisfied expression as he waded through the water slowly, reaching out to hand over a Special Flying Card.
Cui Ming took the flying card with disdain and washed it off in the water while the wind remained lost in blissful thoughts: "The spider is indeed impressive."
Cui Ming asked, "What makes it impressive?"
Feng Dao replied, "Once I went there, I wanted to go back."
Cui Ming grabbed Feng's neck with both hands using Force. The wind hurriedly nodded and waved his hands in protest until Cui Ming released him. Feng shot Cui Ming an annoyed glance and said, "This month was supposed to be Sword Demon’s turn on duty, but due to a recent appearance of man-eating Otherworldly Creatures, all Four Elders are currently on duty together. Luckily we didn't head directly to the mountain peak; Silent City's main magic circle has already been activated. Any Force Creature entering the Elder Zone will be detected and attacked."
Cui Ming questioned, "The Four Elders are on duty together?"
"Spider said that Sadin is the most diligent; he has been patrolling constantly. The Sword Demon is merely going through the motions, only managing to patrol a kilometer a day in the Northern region. The Prophet is very proactive; he doesn't patrol but stays in his workshop, even taking a few legs for research, seemingly trying to figure out what kind of creature caused the wounds. Lastly, there's Toad. Some residents believe that Toad is likely the man-eater, which is why Toad is the only elder stationed at the peak of Silent City."
"Is there more?"
"Of course! I worked hard just now to gather more information," Feng Dao replied. "Sadin visits Spider every two to three days because Spider lives alone and is quite distant from other practitioners. Sadin was just here at noon today, hoping Spider could temporarily relocate to be with everyone."
Cui Ming pondered, contemplating a plan.
"I've thought it through," Feng Dao continued. "Since that's the case, why don't we wait for Sadin at Spider's place? If Sadin can talk, we talk. If not, we take him out. At the same time, I considered Spider's position; we would deceive her into thinking we've reached an agreement with Sadin to assassinate the city lord. If Sadin shows up and turns against us, how will Spider choose?"
Cui Ming said, "If Spider is smart, she will definitely help us eliminate him."
Feng clapped his hands. "Exactly! That's the plan."
Cui Ming felt something was off and looked at Feng.
Feng casually remarked while playing with water, "For the sake of a friend, I'm willing to take risks. Right now, the most dangerous place is with Spider; the plan is solid. So I’m willing to stay at Spider's place first."
"..." Cui Ming felt a headache coming on and asked after a long pause, "Was this Spider's idea?"
"Yes," Feng replied. "She said since we want to meet Sadin, we might as well wait at her house for him to show up. She also mentioned that Silent City is quite complicated right now and running around won't do us any good." Feng Dao added, "I rationally analyzed her suggestion and found it quite reasonable."
Cui Ming warned him, "Feng, don’t say I didn’t remind you—Spider has a history. Although there’s no evidence, everyone knows she has killed practitioners who were close to her—not just one, but every single one."
Feng chuckled lightly. "Young man, you don't understand. This isn't about morality; it's about quality. For instance, you don't smoke, but if you have a beautiful lighter, you'd keep it, right? Besides, you and Miss Fortune are watching over me; I consider myself experienced enough to navigate this—seven parts infatuation and three parts clarity should suffice. The chances of Spider wanting to kill me are very slim."
Cui Ming didn't know what to say.
Feng gazed at the moon while floating in the water, his hands resting behind his head. "What a natural beauty! Life is short; we should enjoy it while we can. I can't possibly stay with her forever. No matter how sweet a watermelon is, too much of it becomes tiresome. I know my limits."
Cui Ming didn't know how to persuade Feng and could only say, "Let me discuss it with Miss Fortune."
...
The three of them and a turtle sat around the campfire. Feng spoke passionately, "I can't let my brothers face danger, so I've decided to confront it myself."
Moss looked at Feng with admiration, while Miss Fortune struggled to suppress her urge to draw her weapon. Knowing something and saying it out loud are two different things; you can't treat others like fools, and you also have to consider that there are women present.
Cui Ming watched the flames, eating the food Moss had hunted. When Feng finished speaking and no one interrupted, he said, "The success rate of this plan is quite high, but the risks are also very significant. We don't know much about the Spider; what if she turns on us? Furthermore, everyone knows the rumors about the Spider—she's a dangerous woman, and some say she uses seduction as her weapon. I'm worried that Feng might get lost in her charms."
Feng was about to respond when Miss Fortune interrupted, "Shut up! You can’t get anything done if you're thinking about that."
Feng defended himself, "If it weren't for the two heroes nearby, I wouldn't have the guts to do this. Besides, I want to gather more information; it's proven effective. The Spider has told me many things. I know that from our perspective, my relationship with her seems utterly disgraceful. But look at it this way: we could survive on roots, yet we're willing to take risks for some game meat. Why? Because the risks are low and the enjoyment is high. I can enjoy myself without neglecting important matters—what's not to like?"
Cui Ming looked at Feng and said, "Feng, I don't want to carry your corpse away or see us all become corpses because of you. Let's consider a few scenarios: First, if the Spider turns against us, we won't be able to save you; we must escape. Second, if she wants to kill you, we'll try our best to save you, but we may not make it in time. This is a harsh reality. If you're confident and believe you can handle it, I won't stop you. But would you want your tombstone to read that you died because of a woman?"
Feng nodded. "I have confidence; there are risks, but I believe they are minimal." He couldn't explain this to Miss Fortune and Cui Ming. Why do ordinary people climb the highest peaks? Because they are the highest peaks; life is short, and proving one's worth is important. Similarly, with the Spider—she is a natural beauty who perfectly complements reaching that peak. Although it may seem insignificant, it brings a sense of achievement for men: being the only man who can share a bed with her and survive. The Spider only eliminates unsatisfactory men; she won’t get rid of the one man who satisfies her. This fact serves as the greatest compliment to Feng.
Cui Ming nodded. "Alright then, let's finalize the plan. According to our strategy, Miss Fortune doesn't need to guard our retreat; if she turns on us, there won't be enough left for her to chew on. If the Spider wants to kill Feng, then ambushing her won't be as quick as getting near the river. We need to prepare for a scenario where Sadin shows up unexpectedly; we need a plan to take him out first. Before that, we need to prepare a letter."
Feng asked, "What letter?"
"Cui Ming" said, "I don't trust that you can organize your words well in a certain state. So you are just a messenger, responsible for seeing "Sadin" and delivering the letter to him. What you need to do is ensure that "Sadin" won't attack you before he reads the letter."
Feng nodded. "Understood."
...
Feng left, and early the next morning, he went to the Gentle Abode. " Miss Fortune " and "Cui Ming" watched as Feng entered the "Stone House," where they saw a spider welcoming him in before the door closed...
From "Cui Ming's" theoretical knowledge, it would take three days. Would Feng's body be able to handle it?
Never mind, "Cui Ming" nestled in the grass, finding a comfortable position to stay for two or three days. " Miss Fortune " pushed aside the reeds by the riverbank and found a suitable spot as well. Once she made herself comfortable, she asked, "How did you become friends with Feng?"
That's a long story. The first time I met Feng, I was ready to turn against him and even considered getting rid of him. There wasn't much friendship between us until we escaped together into the desert. "Cui Ming" said, "I feel that Feng is like an actor, displaying joy and sorrow before us, but it's not his true emotions. He wanders the world, carefree and unrestrained."
" Miss Fortune " replied, "Usually, people like that carry deep scars within."
"It's also my fault for not being a good friend. Feng has been trying to find the 'Murderer' who killed his master, but he has no leads at all. The only way is to ask some elders, which I never took seriously. Of course, there weren't enough clues either. As for his pain..." "Cui Ming" continued, "I believe that the pain of his master's death and being framed is far less than the pain of having killed his junior brother himself. No one helps him resolve this inner conflict; he doesn't want to discuss it or talk about it. The fact that he brushes over it lightly when he does speak only proves how much it affects him."
" Miss Fortune " said, "No matter who killed his master, he himself killed his junior brother; that's an unavoidable fact. He doesn't blame his junior brother's death on the 'Murderer' who killed his master but rather takes it upon himself."
"So he is a very complex person, yet he is indeed loyal to his friends."
" Miss Fortune " remarked, "People are all very complex." (To be continued.)
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