Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 885: The Miserable CEO Fu

Xia Xin understood what Jiangli meant. "So, Ancestor, are you saying we need to go to Lingbi Mountain?"

Jiangli nodded. "We definitely need to go."

Yan Guofeng asked, "Then, um, when should we go? Now? Would it be too late today?"

Jiangli glanced out the window; she didn’t think it was too late today at all.

In fact, as night approached, it seemed like an excellent time.

However, considering Yan Guofeng was just an ordinary person and it wouldn’t be safe to go into the mountains at night, she hesitated for a moment and then said, "We’ll go first thing tomorrow morning."

Yan Guofeng breathed a slight sigh of relief; fear was written all over his heart. The more he learned about the events from four years ago, the more terrified he became.

He feared something supernatural in the mountains and was even more afraid that Yan Guowei was in big trouble this time, something they couldn’t rescue him from.

Yan Guofeng was extremely conflicted right now.

Jiangli noticed his expression and said, "You should go back to your room and rest. Have a good rest tonight, and we’ll head to Lingbi Mountain early tomorrow morning."

With that, Jiangli gave Xia Xin a look.

When checking in, Xia Xin and Yan Guofeng had gotten a room together.

Understanding the Ancestor’s intention, Xia Xin voluntarily said to Yan Guofeng, "Mr. Yan, let’s go."

Yan Guofeng’s mind was a complete mess, and he felt exhausted. He nodded, bid farewell to Jiangli, and left the room with Xia Xin.

Jiangli stayed in her room, staring out the window with an unclear expression.

By evening, Xia Xin brought an abundance of takeout food to Jiangli’s room.

Jiangli, holding her phone and looking like she was in the middle of an intense battle, opened the door and walked in without a second thought.

Carrying the food, Xia Xin followed Jiangli, peering around as he entered.

Noticing his little actions out of the corner of her eye, Jiangli asked while staring at her phone screen, "What are you looking for?"

Xia Xin realized she was talking to him and chuckled awkwardly. "I, well, I was just wondering if Fu was here?"

Jiangli asked back, puzzled, "Why would he be here? This is my room, not his."

Xia Xin coughed and placed the food on the coffee table. "I was just thinking that Fu likes to have meals with the Ancestor, and it’s dinner time, so I thought he would come to you."

Unexpectedly, Fu Shiyan didn’t come.

Even Xia Xin felt a bit awkward.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Jiangli said, "He messaged me earlier, saying he had dinner with a partner tonight."

Xia Xin made an "oh" sound. "Well, that makes sense. Fu is a busy man. He’s not here for a vacation, so being busy is normal."

Jiangli didn’t comment, seemingly entirely focused on her game.

Xia Xin leaned over and took a look.

Jiangli had transitioned to playing as a jungler assassin, and she was exceptionally skilled, executing kills unseen throughout the match.

Xia Xin recalled that the Ancestor was of King level, but at that moment, she seemed to be playing against bots. Her opponents were like watermelons under her knife, not even close to her level.

Jiangli almost single-handedly took all the kills on the field, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. The opposing team was constantly typing, expressing their agony and begging their teammates to surrender and stop the torment.

Xia Xin was secretly amazed. He hadn’t expected that the Ancestor, who was a formidable fighter in real life, would also excel at gaming, learning quickly and playing exceptionally well, with her combat power off the charts.

"Ancestor, stop playing and eat first." Noticing the opponent had surrendered, Xia Xin reminded Jiangli to take a break from the game.

Jiangli readily agreed, setting her phone aside to start on the food.

Fu Shiyan must have been really busy because he didn’t show up all night nor did he send any more messages to Jiangli.

It wasn’t until after midnight that Fu Shiyan sent Jiangli a message, and it was to complain.

He mentioned that he had just returned, was full of alcohol, and was feeling very unwell.

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