125: I have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness; I wash my feet eight times a day.

The muscular men in camouflage quickly formed two lines, guarding the black helicopter in the center.

Aboard the black helicopter in the middle.

A cold and glamorous woman with a high ponytail jumped down.

The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a tight black T-shirt on top, fitted black trousers below, and a pair of small leather boots on her feet.

This curve-hugging outfit perfectly showcased the woman's flawless figure.

Accentuated by the fitted black trousers, the woman's long legs were especially eye-catching.

Slender, straight, graceful, and perfectly curved... "Yuan Shu, welcome to the Ning Family as our guest!" Ning Tianxiong greeted her with a chuckle.

The important guest visiting the Ning Family this time was none other than the boss of the Three Kingdoms Faction—Yuan Shu!

When Lin Du woke up again, it was already dark outside.

The large soft bed beneath him and the familiar scent he inhaled instantly made Lin Du realize where he was.

Ning Fengya's bedroom!

Lin Du had been a Live-in Son-in-law in the Ning Family for so long, yet today was the first time he had openly slept in Ning Fengya's bed.

Ning Fengya was a picky woman who also had some germophobia, so the fact that she allowed Lin Du to sleep here today was very telling.

It seemed the effect of that knife wound was still ongoing... The room was quiet, and Lin Du used the light from outside the window to confirm that Ning Fengya was not in the bedroom.

He struggled to sit up; the pain from the wound on his arm had lessened considerably compared to before.

Lin Du walked to the door and gently opened it.

The corridor was quiet, and the servants respectfully remained where they should be.

"It seems the guest must have arrived."

Lin Du checked the time; it was past six in the evening, and he estimated that the Ning Family executives were holding a meeting with the guest in the conference room.

Based on the Ning Family executives' usual meeting schedule, this meeting would likely last at least three or four hours.

Ning Fengya wouldn't be returning to the bedroom anytime soon.

Time was precious; he couldn't afford to waste the time Ning Fengya was in the meeting... Lin Du lay back down on the bed, and with a thought, he entered the game... Inside the Ye Clan Merchant Guild in Yunlong City.

Miss Bu Dong was lying on the chair Lin Du usually occupied, staring blankly.

At the entrance of the Merchant Guild, a charming figure wearing a wine-red qipao looked bewildered and helpless.

Beep beep beep—

Hong Jiu'er's chat list popped up.

[Qilin Immortal Venerable: Red Wine, I've heard about your bet with Night Ember. Return to the guild first; I will personally help you resolve this matter.]

Looking at the message sent by Qilin Immortal Venerable, Hong Jiu'er felt bitter inside.

Contracts protected by the system's power were not so easily resolved... [Hong Jiu'er: Immortal Venerable, a bet is a bet. I lost to Night Ember, so let's stick to the agreement in the contract.]

After learning that Lin Du had killed Death Waltz, Hong Jiu'er no longer dared to underestimate Lin Du.

She didn't want to drag Qilin Immortal Venerable into this matter!

Qilin Immortal Venerable was very powerful, but even he would struggle to surpass Death Waltz, the overlord of Black Phoenix City.

If Qilin Immortal Venerable suffered an undeserved calamity because of this, then the Peak of the Forbidden City might be doomed... Without waiting for Qilin Immortal Venerable's reply, Hong Jiu'er immediately cut off communication...

"Oh, Miss Red Wine, what are you doing?"

"Have you prepared the foot washing water?"

Lin Du appeared out of thin air behind Hong Jiu'er.

Hong Jiu'er froze, then turned her head with a grim expression.

"Night Ember, is there still room for negotiation regarding the contract?"

"You can name any condition, as long as it's not excessive, I can agree to it!" Hong Jiu'er tried to struggle one last time.

Hearing this, Lin Du smiled and held up one finger.

"Of course there's room for negotiation."

"My demand isn't high. 1,000,000 lifespan value, and I'll let you go!"

1,000,000 years??

A trace of anger appeared on Hong Jiu'er's charming face.

"Night Ember, don't go too far!"

"Do you know what 1,000,000 lifespan value means?"

Lin Du smiled, his gaze playful.

"You should watch your words and attitude. You don't have the right to bargain with me right now."

"Your tone makes me unhappy, and when I'm unhappy... it will only make your next year more painful."

"I have germophobia; washing my feet eight times a day is not impossible!"

Miss Bu Dong silently mourned for Hong Jiu'er for three seconds from the side.

Lin Du's words reminded her of the previous times she had signed contracts with him.

The Black-Hearted Boss is truly as brutal as ever when it comes to scamming people... Whoosh—

At the entrance of the Ye Clan Merchant Guild, a dazzling Six-pointed Star Spatial Magic Array appeared without warning.

In the very center of the magic array, a little boy who looked about seven or eight years old stepped out.

Lin Du glanced at the game ID above the little boy's head and slowly stopped smiling.

This top-tier big shot of Yunlong City actually looked like a child?

"Qilin Immortal Venerable, I've long admired your reputation!"

"Are you here today at my humble shop to redeem Miss Red Wine?"

Facing Qilin Immortal Venerable, one of the three top big shots of Yunlong City, Lin Du got straight to the point.

Upon seeing Qilin Immortal Venerable, Hong Jiu'er lowered her head in shame.

A smile hung on Qilin Immortal Venerable's small face.

The smile lacked the innocence of a youth, instead carrying an air of precocious maturity.

"Red Wine, you don't need to blame yourself. There will definitely be a solution."

"This happening was not only unexpected by you, but I never anticipated it either..."

There was no hint of blame in Qilin Immortal Venerable's words.

After giving a brief instruction, he turned to look at Lin Du beside him.

"Congratulations, Boss Ye, on clearing the Supreme Secret Realm."

"I won't beat around the bush. My main purpose for coming here is to take Red Wine back."

"Boss Ye, if you have any conditions, feel free to name them!"

Lin Du glanced at Hong Jiu'er, then said to Qilin Immortal Venerable, "I already told Miss Red Wine my conditions, but unfortunately, she didn't agree."

Hong Jiu'er angrily furrowed her brow.

"You're making an outrageous demand! How could I agree?"

Qilin Immortal Venerable stretched out his small hand to soothe Hong Jiu'er. "Red Wine, please control your emotions a little. What condition did Boss Ye just propose?"

Hong Jiu'er said bitterly, "He wants 1,000,000 lifespan value!"

Unexpectedly, Qilin Immortal Venerable's expression barely changed upon hearing the astronomical price.

"1,000,000 lifespan value."

"I accept!"

Boom—

Hong Jiu'er was stunned.

1,000,000 lifespan value was not a small sum. With the Year of Death One fast approaching, 1,000,000 lifespan value could potentially affect the overall situation of the Peak of the Forbidden City.

Hong Jiu'er absolutely could not allow this to happen.

"Immortal Venerable, you can't!"

"You cannot agree to him."