Chapter 306: To Speak or Not to Speak (Patreon)

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In response to Xu Meijing's inquiry, Yang Haoran was straightforward, detailing the matter in full.

"You don't need to worry about this; I'll handle it for you. You're already a Burial Master, and your actions should be more reliable," Xu Meijing said with a hint of displeasure in her tone.

If this were Lecheng, handling such matters for Yang Haoran would be a simple phone call; after all, he wasn't the one responsible for the person's death.

However, this wasn't Lecheng; it was Ancheng. While Yang Haoran could handle the situation himself, it would undoubtedly be more troublesome. Xu Meijing, being a local authority, made a significant difference.

"I appreciate that, but there's another matter I need your help with," Yang Haoran smiled.

Upon hearing that he needed assistance, Xu Meijing paused and looked at Yang Haoran.

"Your smile is as fake as ever, and your thick skin remains unchanged. Not only did you cause me trouble, but now you want to bother me again. Speak up, what is it?" Xu Meijing spoke bluntly, but Yang Haoran was accustomed to her tone from their usual phone conversations and didn't take offense.

"Ask your subordinates if they've recently guided the soul of a young girl," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

Xu Meijing furrowed her brows slightly and asked, "Are you worried the little girl will seek revenge, jeopardizing her chance for reincarnation?"

Yang Haoran nodded and explained, "The possibility of the little girl seeking revenge is high. If she commits murder, it will truly ruin everything."

Though Xu Meijing expressed her disregard verbally, she still took out her mobile phone and dialed a number from her pocket.

"Ask the others if they've recently guided the soul of a little girl, around seven or eight years old."

After hanging up, Xu Meijing continued walking. Shortly afterward, her phone rang.

Answering the call, a woman's voice came from the other end, "Divine envoy, I've asked everyone, and there's no one matching your description."

"Alright, I understand," Xu Meijing said, ending the call. She then looked at Yang Haoran and said, "You heard it yourself; there's no such little girl."

Yang Haoran nodded, indicating his understanding. At this point, he could only do so much, as he didn't know where the little girl's soul had gone.

As for whether the culprit had already been dealt with by the little girl, only time would tell.

Guided by Xu Meijing, the two entered an inconspicuous small house. Xu Meijing then used Yin spirit power to activate a mechanism, revealing a passage on the ground. They walked into it.

"The meeting room for Lecheng Yin Division is inside the mountain, while our Ancheng Yin Division's meeting room is underground," Xu Meijing explained as they walked through the illuminated passage.

"Heh, I've come to the right place. I didn't expect your meeting room to be in this Death God Temple," Yang Haoran chuckled.

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, they reached the meeting room.

The decoration style of this meeting room was similar to that of Lecheng Yin Division's—complete with sofas, tables, a liquor cabinet, and more. It didn't resemble a meeting room but rather a large living room.

Xu Meijing sat on a sofa, crossing her legs, while Yang Haoran sat next to her. Compared to Xu Meijing's relaxed posture, Yang Haoran seemed somewhat uneasy.

If the Night Watch in Lecheng saw their Boss acting so restrained, they would undoubtedly be shocked speechless.

Seeing Yang Haoran's discomfort, Xu Meijing couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on her usually aloof face.

"Heh, look at you being so reserved. What would you like to drink?" Xu Meijing asked.

"I'll have some tea. What about you?" Yang Haoran smiled and asked.

"I'll have some tea as well."

"Then, I'll go prepare it."

With that, Yang Haoran stood up, but Xu Meijing stopped him.

"Let me do it; you're the guest after all. It's been a while since I've done this kind of thing, so let me serve you today."

As Xu Meijing spoke, she stood up.

"I'll help you," Yang Haoran said.

Xu Meijing didn't refuse. With their collaboration, the tea set was quickly arranged on the table, each with a cup of clear tea in front of them.

"How did you open the heaven soul and become a Burial Master? Can you tell me now?" Xu Meijing asked.

She had asked Yang Haoran about this before, but considering it was inconvenient over the phone, Yang Haoran had promised to explain in detail when they met in person. Xu Meijing hadn't pressed the matter since then, but now that Yang Haoran was in Ancheng, she brought it up.

Yang Haoran had no intention of hiding anything from Xu Meijing. Given her direct question, he explained everything, from encountering the spirit master to getting hit by the soul scattering needle, and finally opening the heaven soul. He left out no details, sharing the entire experience with Xu Meijing.

Xu Meijing listened quietly, without interrupting Yang Haoran. However, as the story progressed, her brows furrowed more and more. Although the incident had passed, Xu Meijing couldn't help but feel anxious for Yang Haoran.

"No wonder you asked me about the soul scattering needle back then. I didn't expect you to be the one affected by it. You should have told me about it at that time. Even though I couldn't remove the soul scattering needle from your body, I would have avenged you by killing that spirit master," Xu Meijing said, taking a sip of tea in a calm manner.

She didn't show any excitement; instead, she remained remarkably composed. However, when she mentioned avenging Yang Haoran, he sensed a strong sense of killing intent from her.

"At that time, you had just taken over Ancheng, dealing with a lot of troubles. I didn't want to add more to your plate, so I didn't tell you. Besides, look at me now; I'm doing fine, aren't I?" Yang Haoran smiled.

"Surviving is one thing, but whether you told me or not is another. However, if you had told me, the outcome might have been different," Xu Meijing said, her expression still as cold as ever, but Yang Haoran could sense her dissatisfaction.

Yang Haoran took a sip of tea and then said, "I'm still alive now, and things are better. Regardless of the process, the outcome is not bad."

"Heh, you're quite optimistic. Anyway, it's your business, not mine. Whatever choice you make, I don't care," Xu Meijing said.

Yang Haoran chuckled, and then his smile gradually faded. There was another matter concerning Xu Meijing that he wasn't sure whether to mention or not.

He intentionally avoided bringing it up earlier, fearing that Xu Meijing might not be able to handle it. Therefore, he remained silent about it. However, if he didn't tell her now, Xu Meijing would be kept in the dark forever.

Suddenly silent, Yang Haoran puzzled Xu Meijing, who looked at him with confusion. Seeing Yang Haoran's smile disappear, she became even more curious.

"Your signature fake smile is gone. Are you unhappy about what I just said?" Xu Meijing asked with a smile.

Yang Haoran shook his head and then said, "There's something about you that I don't know if I should tell you, so I'm a bit conflicted."

"Judging by your expression, it's probably not good news. It's enough to make you put away that fake smile. It seems this is not a small matter. My curiosity has been piqued, so you have to tell me." Xu Meijing said.

"Then be prepared," Yang Haoran said, pausing before asking, "Do you know about the ultimate yin body?"

"I do; I am the ultimate yin body," Xu Meijing replied.

"You know you're the ultimate yin body?" Yang Haoran was somewhat surprised.

"I do, but I only found out not long ago. Huh? Your expression shows surprise but not shock. Did you already know I was the ultimate yin body?" Xu Meijing asked.

Facing Xu Meijing's confusion, Yang Haoran nodded and then said, "If you found out recently, I knew about it even earlier. What I want to say is related to your ultimate yin body."

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