Chapter 65: Warning from the Boss (Patreon)

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Xu Meijing's approach towards Deng Feng naturally caught Yang Haoran's attention.

Under his gaze, Xu Meijing took out her soul gathering bead.

As everyone present, except Deng Feng, laid eyes on Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead, they couldn't help but gasp in astonishment!

The soul threads within Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead were numerous, densely packed like strands of hair, and the sheer quantity was staggering. It was impossible to discern the exact number of soul threads with the naked eye!

It was the first time Yang Haoran had seen Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead. He never imagined that it would contain so many soul threads. Naturally, he was quite surprised.

Every time Xu Meijing turned in souls, she would produce an astounding number of them. This was something the other Night Watch members had grown accustomed to. After all, she wasn't a temple priest; her days were spent solely on soul collection, so it wasn't strange for her soul count to surpass that of other temple priests.

However, this time was different. The number of souls in Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead was simply too high. Even the Night Watch members, who were used to such occurrences, were taken aback by the abundance of soul threads within her bead!

This time, the souls within Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead were actually twice as many as usual. While everyone was shocked, they also wondered where Xu Meijing had found so many souls.

Yang Haoran was dumbfounded. As a fellow non-temple priest in the Night Watch, he couldn't help but feel conflicted. He thought about his own pitiful two soul threads in his soul gathering bead, then glanced at the densely packed threads within Xu Meijing's bead, feeling a pang of envy.

Having met Xu Meijing twice before, their interactions had always been confrontational, each word piercing like a dagger. But Yang Haoran felt he hadn't lost out in their previous encounters; in fact, he was somewhat proud. However, now, he felt thoroughly defeated.

At that moment, Xu Meijing unexpectedly locked eyes with him, her expression still as arrogant as ever, but her gaze toward Yang Haoran was full of provocation.

Meeting her gaze, Yang Haoran felt as if his face was being slapped by an invisible hand repeatedly. His face turned red, feeling the heat of embarrassment.

"Good! Very good! You didn't disappoint me!"

Deng Feng paid no attention to Yang Haoran, nor did he care about Xu Meijing's provocative glance toward him. He laughed heartily, his attention completely captivated by Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead.

Amidst the cheerful laughter, Deng Feng pocketed Xu Meijing's soul gathering bead. Xu Meijing, in turn, symbolically bowed to Deng Feng, the divine envoy, before retreating to her seat.

With Xu Meijing having handed over her soul gathering bead, only Yang Haoran remained among the sixteen Night Watch members. Suddenly, all eyes were on him.

Especially Xu Meijing, her gaze toward Yang Haoran not only carried mockery but also a sneering smile on her face.

With his face already crimson, Yang Haoran, facing everyone's gaze, managed a smile tinged with embarrassment. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, completely uneasy.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time, being the butt of everyone's joke. It was the most embarrassing feeling for him.

But he had no choice. It had come to this. Even if it meant further embarrassment, he had to step up.

Wearing an extremely forced smile, Yang Haoran approached Deng Feng.

Deng Feng hadn't spared Yang Haoran a glance since entering the hall. It was only when Yang Haoran approached that he truly focused his gaze on him.

Glancing at Yang Haoran, Deng Feng's gaze landed on the yellow messenger bag hanging at Yang Haoran's waist. Unable to contain himself, he chuckled, "Your yellow messenger bag is quite comical."

At his words, the smile on Yang Haoran's face became even more awkward.

He was already dressed plainly, with an ordinary appearance and an average build. There was nothing remarkable about him except for his ordinariness. Carrying a yellow messenger bag only made him seem more rustic.

"A comedian has to be a bit funny, or else how will they attract an audience?" retorted Xu Meijing.

Deng Feng chuckled without comment, seemingly not displeased with Xu Meijing's response. The other Night Watch members, however, wore various expressions, lost in their own thoughts.

As for Yang Haoran, he couldn't help but feel utterly embarrassed at this moment. He ignored Xu Meijing's mockery; it was impossible to engage in verbal sparring with her under these circumstances.

The key was that he was extremely passive right now. If he were to foolishly engage in a verbal dispute with her, he would definitely be the one at a disadvantage, of that he was sure.

Seeing Yang Haoran wearing nothing but an awkward smile, Deng Feng grew impatient. He said, "Bring out your soul gathering bead, let me see your performance."

"Well... um..." Yang Haoran rubbed his hands awkwardly, then with a ashamed expression, he spoke up, "Divine envoy, you see, I've only recently become a member of the Night Watch. These days, I've been busy learning and adapting to this new role, so I haven't had the chance to go out and collect undead souls."

Upon hearing this, Deng Feng frowned instantly, his expression turning sour.

Seeing this, Yang Haoran hurriedly continued to explain, "If I go out collecting souls without understanding anything, and happen to encounter someone skilled, I'm afraid I'll embarrass you, divine envoy. If I lose face, so be it, but your reputation, divine envoy, is my top priority. I can't afford any mistakes."

Deng Feng's expression softened slightly at the flattery, and Yang Haoran felt a sigh of relief.

Yang Haoran didn't know if Deng Feng would buy into this flattery, but in this situation, it was the only move he could think of to salvage the situation temporarily.

What relieved him was that even someone as strong as Deng Feng fell for it. For Yang Haoran, whether now or in the future, as long as he needed to stick with Deng Feng, it was definitely a good thing.

Upon hearing Yang Haoran's flattery, Xu Meijing suddenly felt nauseous, feeling a wave of disgust. She had intended to taunt Yang Haoran a bit more, but a glance from Deng Feng stopped her.

"There are rules and regulations here. Since you've become a member of the Night Watch, you must abide by our rules. We don't accommodate idlers here. If your performance is too poor, then you'll have to leave. Withdraw your abilities and do whatever you want," Deng Feng said sternly, exuding an air of a boss lecturing an employee. Yang Haoran nodded in embarrassment at Deng Feng's words, not rebutting or giving himself any excuses.

Bringing up excuses would only make things worse.

From the current situation, although Deng Feng's words were harsh, Yang Haoran actually felt relieved. He didn't sense any immediate intention from Deng Feng to kick him out. There seemed to be more to Deng Feng's words.

As expected, seeing Yang Haoran's decent attitude and considering that what Yang Haoran said did make some sense, Deng Feng continued.

"You've just become a member of our Yin Division. You should consider our Yin Division's reputation when you act. I appreciate this. However, this cannot be an excuse for your poor performance. I'll let it go this time, but if your performance next month still doesn't satisfy me, then you can leave. I'm saying this in front of the other Night Watch members."

Yang Haoran quickly agreed, his expression fearful. Although Deng Feng's words added pressure, at least he had passed the current ordeal.

As for how to improve his performance next month, he had a month to figure it out. He believed he could come up with a solution.

Actually, Yang Haoran's soul gathering bead wasn't empty. But it only contained two pitiful souls, which seemed too insignificant. He thought it was better not to show them.

The next step was to distribute wages based on individual performances. Yang Haoran could only watch as other Night Watch members enjoyed the infusion of Soul Qi.

The wooden box suspended in front of Deng Feng seemed to contain an endless amount of Soul Qi. Despite all the Night Watch members receiving their due Soul Qi, the pure Yin Qi enveloping the wooden box showed no signs of diminishing.

He was curious about where this Soul Qi came from. Did it emanate from the wooden box itself, or was it something inside the box?

If it was from the box itself, what material was it made of?

If it was something inside the box, what exactly was inside?

If he could figure this out and somehow obtain this treasure, would he still need Deng Feng, the divine envoy, in the future to obtain Soul Qi infusion?

Deng Feng left, bidding farewell to the sixteen Night Watch members in the same stylish manner he arrived, tearing through space and disappearing into the spatial rift.

Yang Haoran couldn't help but envy this ability to tear through space. But now, he couldn't do such a thing. Let alone tearing through space, his Yin spirit power couldn't even stir space.

After Deng Feng left, Yang Haoran quietly asked Master Jiang about the wooden box. He wanted to understand where this pure Yin Qi came from.

To this question, Master Jiang told Yang Haoran that the pure Yin Qi was not emitted by the wooden box itself, but by something inside the box. However, he didn't elaborate on what was inside the box.

Yang Haoran wanted to ask more, but just at that moment, a discordant voice reached his ears.

"Some people are about to be expelled from the Night Watch just after joining. It's really a pity. If your abilities matched your eloquence, you wouldn't have ended up like this. I really overestimated you."

It was obvious who this discordant voice came from, Xu Meijing, who had the highest performance this month.

"Isn't there still a month left? What if I turn things around this month?" Yang Haoran replied with a smile.

"Hehe, really? You fooling yourself is quite cute."

Leaving behind these words, Xu Meijing ignored Yang Haoran and left with her hands in her pockets, feeling incredibly relieved at this moment!

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