Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 369 - 288: Stormy Night

This was the third interpretation Duan Mingyuan had heard, but it was traceable.

In fact, when he was at the Cloud Sea Academy, Dean Mo Song also mentioned a similar situation. He believed that this was the reason why the Imperial Court had never been willing to let go of Cloud Sea Academy.

A group of reclusive scholars, fundamentally unable to compete with the conglomerate, what merit and ability could make the Imperial Court persecute them for hundreds of years?

The Imperial Court’s persecution represented the conglomerate’s orders. After learning about the recent situation of the Imperial Court, Dean Mo Song understood that the only reason Cloud Sea Academy had been able to maintain itself to this day was because the Prime Monarch had always been mediating from between, until not long ago when the Prime Monarch’s life was nearing its end and the New King ascended the throne, which broke this balance that had lasted for hundreds of years.

Perhaps, it was only after discovering the Prime Monarch’s protective actions towards Cloud Sea Academy that the Cosmic Relations Coordination Department decided to stop his life support system, ending this long-lasting humiliation.

The conflict between Duan Mingyuan and the Cosmic Relations Coordination Department also started from Cloud Sea Academy, which exactly corresponded with the prophecy.

To be honest, Duan Mingyuan felt that he was being confused by these people.

In just a few days, a bunch of incredible identities had suddenly emerged for him.

However, before this, he had always regarded himself as a normal villager, or in the world of goose and duck slayings, a plain goose.

Lacking functionality, not needing functionality.

"Prophecies are limited by the times. I am only providing you with a way of thinking,"

his father-in-law said.

He knew this was an enormous burden. Anyone related to a prophecy was miserable, whether they wished it or not. From the moment of their descent into the world, they had to carry a heavy burden.

If he could choose, he would prefer his future son-in-law to have an easy life.

Unfortunately, this was destined to be a paradox.

Because of their daughter Jiuyue.

She was the only fox demon on Blue Star of this generation who inherited the bloodlines of both the calamitous and the auspicious fox, and without the strength of the prophesied one, this relation itself was a burden, even potentially the source of a disaster.

If Duan Mingyuan were just an ordinary employee of the conglomerate, then the company could easily snatch Jiuyue away from him and, in the first conflict with the company, just like many others, make him disappear without a trace after being silenced.

As for why their daughter got involved with the man of the prophecy, he could only marvel at the wonders of fate.

"You might still find something about this prophecy in some classics of the Imperial Court. If Mr. Yi Wuyang is still alive, you can visit him. He is a successor of the Yin Yang Technique, and this prophecy was passed down by the creator of this Mysterious Technique,"

"He is very well,"

The last time Duan Mingyuan met Mr. Yi Wuyang, the old man had taken him aside and invited him to become the next successor of the Yin Yang Technique, but at that time Duan Mingyuan was busy helping to build the Ranger, so he postponed this matter to after the Sixteen Star Summit. But then plans changed, and other things happened, delaying his return to Blue Star significantly.

However, in his dealings with Mr. Yi Wuyang, he never mentioned the prophecy, leaving him unsure whether he had forgotten or deliberately avoided the topic.

"That’s good,"

his father-in-law nodded, "Jiuyue has been mischievous since she was a child. I’ll have to entrust her care to you in the future."

To welcome the young couple, he decided to prepare a lavish meal.

He went up to the mountain to pick a plump chicken and plucked some fresh vegetables and fruits, but this warm dinner hadn’t even begun when it was interrupted by an unexpected guest.

When the couple returned to the ancestral hall, they found that Fu Ling was already waiting there.

Upon Duan Mingyuan’s entrance, Fu Ling spoke up with bad news, "Saintfield the Sixth has been assassinated."

?

Duan Mingyuan and Fu Ling looked at each other for a long time before they confirmed the authenticity of the news.

After all, there was no one in the world who would dare to joke about the current head of the Saintfield Consortium.

Fu Ling’s reason for coming was simple; although Duan Mingyuan and the Shan Clan People had always been at odds, she still hoped that Duan Mingyuan could set aside his personal grievances temporarily and see if the old man still had a chance to compete in the Resurrection Competition.

She knew that many people were queued up for the Resurrection Competition, so she could only think of finding a way to get in through the back door.

Since such a big mess had occurred, his father-in-law did not insist on detaining him, claiming that official business was more important.

Jiuyue also went along to the room of Saintfield the Sixth, and along the way, Duan Mingyuan’s feelings were complex. How could these people’s lives be as fragile as newly born animals, that during the time it took him to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law, someone could perish in the crowded living area?

Before meeting Duan Mingyuan, Fu Ling had already hastily organized a consultation with experts, but even the most capable experts couldn’t revive someone who was completely dead.

According to the butler, Saintfield the Sixth was unusually irritable today. Shortly after moving in, he first yelled at him, then he ordered him to prepare some desserts.

The hobby of Saintfield the Sixth was elaborate desserts. Whenever he encountered troubling matters, he would fill his room with sweets.

But within less than a quarter of an hour, Saintfield the Sixth had died in his room.

People were coming and going outside the door, but no one heard Saintfield the Sixth cry for help, and surveillance did not capture any suspicious individuals entering Saintfield the Sixth’s room.

When the butler returned, he found Saintfield the Sixth lying stiff on the bed, with his eyes wide open, mouth agape, his face deathly pale, a look of not resting in peace.

Fu Ling admitted that she had been negligent.

But the death of Saintfield the Sixth was not ordinary; in all past incidents involving the black mud, people affected mentally by the black mud typically underwent a long process before their psyches could no longer bear the burden, and they ended their own lives. However, the death of Saintfield the Sixth looked more like a homicide.

"So, this is a locked-room murder case,"

Jiuyue tiptoed and whispered into Duan Mingyuan’s ear.

Ten minutes later, Duan Mingyuan also saw the death state of Saintfield the Sixth.

There was no external injury on his body, and no signs of struggle were left at the scene. Although his expression was fierce, oddly, his Life Energy had dissipated naturally, like an old man who had died a natural death.

He judged that this might be related to the age of Saintfield the Sixth.

Although he had extended his life through cutting-edge technology over the years, he couldn’t stop the loss of Life Energy. The first time he met him, the old man’s Life Energy was already like a candle in the wind.

In other words, he no longer had a chance to win the Resurrection Competition.

The Saintfield the Sixth before him was just an empty shell now; he had completed his life.

Seeing Duan Mingyuan shaking his head with regret, Fu Ling’s eyebrows were tightly knitted.

This was going to cause a large disturbance.

Saintfield the Sixth had died on the Eco-Ship while Duan Mingyuan was also attending the life sciences summit there.

Even though Duan Mingyuan had a solid alibi at the time of the incident, the Saintfield family would still link these two events together.

And now, she must announce the death of Saintfield the Sixth.

She could feel the storm that was about to come.

Tonight would be the last of the silence.

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