Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1311: Chapter 1291: Drifting with the Night

That night, Yan appeared in Luo Qianqian’s room right on time, holding a Jade Pendant in his hand, and calmly handed it to Luo Qianqian.

Luo Qianqian had handled numerous pieces of Jade, but none made her feel a sense of reverence like this one did; it seemed to be an extremely precious item.

The jade was delicate, warm to the touch, and transparent in color, even more daunting than when she first encountered the Spirit of Life.

Although it looked like a regular circular buckle, Luo Qianqian dared not underestimate it.

”What is this?” Luo Qianqian asked, frowning slightly at Yan. What was she supposed to do with this? It looked very valuable, and she didn’t dare to accept it.

”It’s for you to use, to conceal your aura and block soul detection.” Yan’s expression was very calm, as if he were stating an insignificant matter. He casually hung the gold thread around Luo Qianqian’s neck.

Luo Qianqian touched the Jade Pendant, looking a bit astonished. It could block soul detection?

What was Yan’s true identity? Items like this, along with his actions last night, piqued her curiosity.

People who know these things aren’t just random encounters on the street...

But since they were friends now, Luo Qianqian chose to trust him.

She patted her chest and nodded: ”Going back there again?”

Yan nodded, casually pulling out a cylindrical item and handed it to Luo Qianqian: ”Signal flare.”

Luo Qianqian understood and nodded without asking further questions, then put it away.

The two moved easily along the path from yesterday, reaching the wall, where Luo Qianqian again obediently let herself be used as a backpack...

Upon reaching the upstairs backroom, they were surprised to find someone inside, with flickering lights casting a shadow on the window.

It seemed no one was patrolling the surrounding area, making both of them feel something was off, and they instinctively hid on the rooftop.

The night was dark and windy, the wind howling, clouds moving swiftly in the sky, slowly gathering, followed by a clap of thunder that made Luo Qianqian shiver.

Seriously? It’s raining now? Don’t they know some people have important things to do? Are they messing around?

Luo Qianqian took out two large black plastic bags and silently draped them over herself.

If she took out an umbrella, they surely wouldn’t notice her...

Soon the rain began to patter down, and the light in the room was extinguished.

Without a word, Yan pulled Luo Qianqian up, and they moved under the eaves of the room without going in. Yan pointed to a tree leaning against the wall. Handing Luo Qianqian a pill, he gestured.

Luo Qianqian understood, nodded, and swallowed the pill, even though there was no verbal communication, her intentions were conveyed.

Communicating with smart people is indeed effortless!

They opened the window, with Yan entering the room first, and Luo Qianqian entering from the other side’s window, as it was odd for someone to suddenly appear in the room that was empty yesterday.

Once inside, Yan scattered a handful of medicinal powder.

As Yan moved, the powder spread throughout the room.

Approaching the bed, they saw ’Huangfu Yihui’ lying there, unconscious, clad in luxurious attire implying significant wealth.

However, both frowned.

Luo Qianqian’s gaze held a touch of peculiarity, as Huangfu Yihui’s usual clothing was subtly exquisite, so although the material was high-end, it wasn’t immediately noticeable. They resembled ordinary clothing, refined in detail.

To be safe, Huangfu Yihui also took out a small bottle, dropping a drip into ’Huangfu Yihui’s’ mouth.

Noticing the absence of a familiar scent, Yan realized this person’s identity was clearly incorrect.

Both examined the room, quickly discovering a section of the floor felt different near the bookshelf, evoking unease every time Luo Qianqian stepped on it, like being choked.

She motioned Yan over, who understood and approached, nodding and motioning for Luo Qianqian to step aside.

They were not concerned about someone entering because the incense burner on the table had transformed into one of Yan’s secret works.

The floor by the bookshelf was palpably unsettling for Luo Qianqian, creating a pressure unlike any typical danger, more of a psychological oppression.

Yan quickly pried open the tiles, unexpectedly revealing a hidden tunnel.

After exchanging glances, both nodded, faces showing seriousness.

Yan and Luo Qianqian knew Huangfu Yihui was below, one relying on scent, the other trusting a comrade.

”...”

With a gesture indicating below, Yan took the lead.

The tunnel was narrow, only allowing one person at a time.

However, the further they went, the more discomfort Luo Qianqian felt, sensing that in such oppressive conditions, even the most optimistic person might collapse.

Lighting a candle, she revealed a metal cage ahead, surrounded by walls, ceilings, and floors made of the same dark material as the previous tiles. Only the cage and the chains holding Huangfu Yihui were dazzling gold.

The candlelight flashing made Huangfu Yihui open his eyes and, seeing them, wryly smile: ”You’re finally here.”

”What’s your situation?” Luo Qianqian frowned, tugging the golden cage but found it wouldn’t budge an inch.

”Who do they want to replace you with?” Yan asked calmly, his palm rising with a flame, gradually forming into a blade, cutting through the metal cage.

In just two strokes, one of the bars was cut, and Yan calmly stored the tool away. Then with swift movements, he cleared the surroundings and freed Huangfu Yihui, removing the chains binding him to the metal posts.

Upon hearing Yan’s question, Huangfu Yihui sat on the ground, smiling wryly: ”That’s the plan, but now it seems they intend to replace me with Shiqi.”

”Oh, even disguised, someone knows my identity?” Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: ”You’ve got a lot of spies around you.”

Undoubtedly, Huangfu Yihui wouldn’t leak such information, though he might be rescued, more likely, he’d be silenced. After all, even with a human skin mask, replacing him wasn’t difficult, only absence of talent would remain.

Concluding her remark, she looked at Yan with admiration: ”That thing must sell for a lot, right?”

”Yes,” Yan nodded: ”Let’s go, we need to leave quickly.” He handed Huangfu Yihui a pill, which he promptly swallowed.

Initially planning to move the person above and bind them, it seemed there was nowhere here suitable for binding them.

Calmly ascending, Huangfu Yihui was simply starved for a few rounds, but he possessed discernment, realizing departing as swiftly as possible was the priority.

Upon reaching the top, they saw Yann Yao climbing through the window, Yan’s mouth twitching as he handed him an antidote.

”Let’s go, whatever it is, we’ll handle it later.”