Gongsun Mingyue was the last to arrive at the dining room. After she arrived, the maid pushed out a food cart, bringing out one exquisite dinner dish after another. The food was absolutely delicious and visually appealing.
“Delicious, so delicious.” Li Mengmeng exclaimed as she ate.
Bei Yutang glanced around at the reactions of everyone at the table. Apart from the elderly man and the refined gentleman eating with solemn elegance, everyone else ate very quickly, especially the thug Feng Qing and Li Mengmeng, who devoured the food like starving ghosts.
After a sumptuous dinner, everyone gathered in the hall at the butler’s invitation, some sitting and some standing. The maid served everyone a cup of steaming black tea and some delicious snacks.
The butler entered the hall, smiling at everyone: “Distinguished guests, you are all lucky treasure hunters selected by lottery. According to the rules of the game, whoever finds the Master’s lost treasure first within seven days will take home ten million.”
“What kind of treasure is your master missing?” The thug Feng Qing asked impatiently.
The butler said unhurriedly, “You’ll have to find out the specific treasure yourselves. The Master has left you all a clue.”
“What clue?”
“If you don’t understand in this life, no one will care about the fallen flowers outside the door; change your appearance and realize your past life, and you’ll know all is vanity after death.”
The butler recited a poem in a low voice.
“What the hell is this?” The thug Feng Qing frowned.
Everyone was completely bewildered.
Gongsun Mingyue looked at Yan Jin with a charming gaze: “Handsome Yan Jin, I remember you’re a teacher, so your knowledge is higher than ours. Such poetry is certainly no challenge for you. Have you figured it out?”
Yan Jin gave a wry smile: “You overestimate me.”
“Don’t be modest.” Gongsun Mingyue smiled sweetly.
“Tonight, I’ll come to your room to solve this riddle together.”
Yan Jin’s face suddenly turned red, and he awkwardly turned his head away, not daring to look at her.
Seeing this, Li Mengmeng’s eyes flashed with disgust, and she curled her lip in disdain.
Ignoring the murmurs of the crowd, the butler spoke again, “It’s getting late. Esteemed guests, please rest early. If you need anything, you can find Ah Hua or me.”
After speaking, the butler and Ah Hua left the hall.
As soon as they left, the old man and Yan Jin stood up simultaneously and headed toward the second floor. The others also stood up and left the front hall.
Bei Yutang had just reached the top of the stairs when she suddenly stopped, instinctively looking to her right rear. She only saw a painting on the wall; nothing else.
Li Mengmeng, seeing her standing behind, looked at her suspiciously: “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Bei Yutang replied, following them.
After reaching the second floor, everyone went back to their rooms. After returning to her room, Bei Yutang locked the door and checked the windows.
Only after confirming everything was alright did she sit down.
Just now, while she was in the front hall, she had a feeling as if she were being watched.
The feeling wasn’t very strong, but she could clearly sense it.
Sigh, if there were a plot, she wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble.
Bei Yutang didn’t sleep, nor did she try to decipher the poem. Instead, she sat cross-legged and began practicing the Ice Palm technique. The next day, when Bei Yutang opened her eyes, she found that it was already daylight outside.
She sat up in bed, lazily stretching, but her arm froze halfway through its extension.
She seemed to have realized something. She felt a chill run through her entire body.
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