CHAPTER 370: COMPLETELY ERASING BO JINGMO'S VILLAIN IDENTITY

Perhaps due to the earlier awkwardness, Tian Jianmu didn't dare speak to Yu Li in the elevator. After escorting her to the office door, he hastily muttered, "He's inside. You can go in," before quickly leaving.

Yu Li pushed open the door to find no one at the main desk. A man's voice came from the nearby sofa: "Have a seat."

She walked over and sat down. Xing Yuan poured her a cup of tea, his eyes curving amiably. "This tea was specially brought back from abroad. Please try it, Miss Yu."

"No need." Yu Li pushed the cup away. "I'm not interested in tea."

Xing Yuan's smile didn't falter as he picked up the cup and poured out the tea. "My oversight," he said leisurely. "Come to think of it, foreign tea could never compare to authentic domestic varieties, no matter how well packaged."

Yu Li slightly raised an eyebrow. So Xing Yuan had discerned her identity.

But soon the man continued, "If Miss Yu is upset about earlier, I apologize. That was indeed impolite of me." His tone remained gentle, yet his seemingly kind expression gave an uncomfortable feeling, like wearing a mask of falsehood. "I simply wished to be cautious. After all, you don't belong here. If trouble arises, I'd have difficulty explaining to my superiors."

Hearing this, Yu Li rested her chin on her hand, tapping her thigh with a finger. She smiled faintly. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"We're both intelligent people. Why play dumb?" Sensing the soul within the girl that didn't belong to this world, Xing Yuan's smile faded slightly, his tone turning sharp. "As someone from another world, how did you get here?"

Sent by the Heavenly Dao to protect the main protagonists, Xing Yuan naturally possessed some of its powers and was accustomed to unusual occurrences. Souls from other worlds arriving here wasn't particularly rare—those who claimed to have read certain novels and mistakenly thought they could dominate this world. Without exception, Xing Yuan had disposed of them all.

But Yu Li was a major exception. Not only had she hidden remarkably well, staying near both protagonists and even the villain without his detection, but Xing Yuan had nearly failed to recognize her as an otherworldly soul even at close range.

Expecting at least some reaction after spelling things out so clearly, he was met instead with the girl's persistent smile as she repeated, "Still don't understand what you're talking about."

...Stubborn to the end! Xing Yuan nearly lost his composure, his forced smile almost slipping. He'd offered an olive branch—since she refused it, he wouldn't hold back anymore.

"I see you're helping Bo Jingmo, but I advise you to stay away from him. Behave yourself, and I might spare your life." To Xing Yuan, Yu Li was no different from other outsiders—thinking they could replace the protagonists or act recklessly knowing the "plot." Ridiculous. How could an outsider compare to the protagonists' heavenly luck?

Though they sat at equal height, Xing Yuan carried himself with superiority, his tone lecturing. Yu Li grew impatient, clicking her tongue. "Get to the point."

Xing Yuan gritted his teeth. "Do you gain something by opposing the Children of Providence? Your school incident was this world's warning to you."

At this, the woman finally reacted differently. She lazily drawled, "Ah... so you were behind those things after all." Propping herself on the sofa with relaxed posture, she tilted her head at Xing Yuan, a faint smile playing on her lips. "But if I recall correctly, your so-called Child of Providence lost to me in the last instance. Doesn't seem very impressive, does it?"

Xing Yuan stiffened, clenching his fists. Otherworldly souls were troublesome—unaffected by the protagonists' providence. He should have guessed earlier—who else could nullify the Heavenly Dao's blessings? Who else would like Bo Jingmo? And judging by her attitude, she had no intention of backing down.

With a cold laugh, Xing Yuan abandoned diplomacy. "Yu Li, did you really think I called you here just to chat? You dared come to PEACE headquarters—you're looking down on us."

As he spoke, a golden light streamed from his body, forming a long rope that shot toward Yu Li. The girl remained seated calmly without even lifting her eyelids.

This tool specifically eradicated otherworldly souls. Xing Yuan had considered sparing her if she proved useful given her capabilities, but her unyielding attitude left no room for mercy. Seeing Yu Li's composure, he thought she was still putting on airs and nearly mocked her—until the golden light dissipated upon touching her.

His half-formed smile froze completely. "Impossible...!" How could it fail? Unless... she wasn't an otherworldly soul? No, he couldn't be mistaken! That left only one possibility—her soul had received the Heavenly Dao's permission to enter this world.

Damn it! Who authorized her?!

A name flashed through his mind, making his pupils contract. The Film Set System?!

Yu Li brushed nonexistent dust off her shoulder, tone indifferent. "I expected more from you. Turns out you're nothing special. As for your so-called consequences—just cheap tricks to me." ꞦΑ𐌽о𝔟ЁṦ

She stood and walked to Xing Yuan's desk, unsurprised to find her dossier there. After a glance, she set it down. "I don't care how the Heavenly Dao favors Jiang Xi. I'm not here to cause trouble for you."

Xing Yuan frowned warily. "Then what do you want?"

Leaning against the desk, Yu Li tapped her arm with a finger. "You want Jiang Xi and Hou Liang to develop smoothly? Fine, I won't interfere. My demand is simple." Meeting his gaze, she slowly lifted her eyelids and said, "Completely erase Bo Jingmo's identity as the villain."

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Tian Jianmu had been observing from a distance. When Yu Li exited, he hurried over. "Finished talking? How did it go?"

Yu Li casually waved him off. "Not well. I'll head back myself. You should check on your boss."

Not well? Tian Jianmu froze. By the time he recovered, she'd already entered the elevator. As he instinctively moved to follow, a sharp crash came from behind—ceramics shattering.

He turned to see Xing Yuan gripping the desk in rage, shattered porcelain at his feet. The man's fists were clenched, his face dark with fury as he spat through gritted teeth, "That damn girl... who does she think she is?"

Making such demands after one victory—utterly shameless! The audacity!

Snapping his head up, Xing Yuan snarled at Tian Jianmu, "Tell Bai Shaodong I accept his previous proposal!"

If he couldn't kill her in reality, he had plenty of methods within the instances!