Another evening passed. There was still no news from the Divination Commission, and the Divine Foresight Residence was likely busy dealing with the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. Although no one had come looking for Wende so far, he knew in his heart what kind of waves the ability to dispel undeath would create on the Xianzhou.

Since no one had come to trouble him yet, it seemed that the inscrutable General of the Divine Foresight had intercepted any intelligence related to him. There was no other possibility.

"Benefactor, this humble lady is ready~"

Having changed into a set of looser clothes, Tingyun leaned gently against the doorframe, her voice soft as she spoke to Wende.

"Mhm. Miss Tingyun, please."

Wende, completely unmoved, nodded at Tingyun and pointed a finger at the bed in front of him, indicating for her to lie down.

In preparation for today's massage, Tingyun had deliberately eaten a little less at dinner and had gotten some good exercise afterward. Otherwise, if she were to be pressed until she threw up, it would be utterly mortifying.

Seeing that Tingyun was ready, Wende also limbered up his joints, and then...

"Crack..."

"Ooh~"

He gently turned Tingyun's neck, and a crisp sound immediately came from her slender throat.

Tingyun felt a tingling, numb, and slightly itchy sensation in her neck. There was a brief, unexpected pang of pain, but very quickly, under Wende's manipulation, she closed her eyes blissfully, enjoying this full-body massage service.

"Mmm~~~"

Stelle and March 7th exchanged a look as they watched Tingyun emerge from Wende's room. She was flushed pink, her eyes were unfocused, she was panting heavily, and an astonishing amount of heat radiated from her body as she leaned against the wall for support. It was as if they had reached some sort of consensus. They then stood up and, working together, carried the limp, boneless Tingyun to the sofa.

"That's so weird. Miss Tingyun didn't have such a big reaction after her massage last time, did she?"

March looked at Tingyun, who still hadn't recovered, and asked Stelle with a baffled expression.

"Maybe... did Miss Tingyun ask if Wende hadn't eaten dinner?"

Stelle rubbed her chin and offered her opinion.

"Huh? What does that have to do with whether Wende has eaten or not?"

March tilted her head. She didn't quite get the joke.

"Er... why don't you try saying that to Wende later?" Stelle said with an awkward smile, pointing toward Wende's room.

"Really? Nothing bad will happen, right?"

March looked at Stelle suspiciously. She had a feeling that Stelle's smile was very dangerous!

But! As the great detective March 7th, she would forever hold a heart that sought the truth. And so...

"Wende, did you skip dinner tonight?"

March, who was enjoying Wende's massage and was on the verge of floating on cloud nine, suddenly blurted out.

"?"

Wende froze for a moment, looking at March's petite body with some disbelief. As expected of March of the Path of Preservation! Her constitution really was tough!

And so, while marveling at this, Wende silently increased the force in his hands.

"Hm? Hmm! AHHHHHHH!!!!!"

March's blood-curdling scream instantly echoed throughout the entire inn.

After Stelle carried her out, March still had the expression of a broken toy, with tears clinging to the corners of her eyes.

If you didn't know this was a massage, many people would surely get the wrong idea, right?

"Er... what happened to March? And Miss Tingyun?"

Welt looked dumbfoundedly at March, who was now lying in a row with Tingyun. He had only been out for a few strolls, right? How did these two end up in such a state after their massages?

"Uh... Mr. Yang, it's nothing," Stelle said, looking awkwardly at March on the sofa. She suddenly felt that for Miss Tingyun to endure it without making a sound and even walk out on her own was already incredibly impressive!

"Er, Mr. Yang, maybe we should skip the massage today?"

For the sake of Welt's physical well-being, Stelle advised him with great sincerity.

"..."

Welt pushed up his glasses.

Alright, he might have had his doubts a moment ago, but now, looking at these three lying together... he believed it.

Welt's hand trembled slightly as he took off his glasses.

He wanted to find his glasses cloth to wipe them, but then he saw Wende's smile.

"Hm? Mr. Yang, aren't you getting a session today?" Wende asked, smiling at Welt with a healthy glow.

"No, I think not. I'm too old for this kind of stimulation."

Looking at the three people still lying like corpses on the side, Welt decisively shook his head and refused.

"Alright, then I'll go make some cold drinks for them. Mr. Yang, you should go rest."

"Okay..."

Watching Wende's figure disappear into the kitchen, Welt put his freshly wiped glasses back on and subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

"Wende, we've received a message from the Divination Commission. We can go to the Divination Commission to witness the interrogation of that Stellaron Hunter."

In the morning, Welt approached Wende with his cane. Behind him, a seemingly reborn March and Stelle walked over, full of vitality.

"Woohoo! I feel so light right now! And my mind is so clear. I feel like I could even easily answer one of Sister Himeko's brain teasers!" March said, looking completely refreshed.

"Oh, in that case, I have a math problem here..."

"Mr. Yang! Stop!"

March decisively stopped Welt, who was about to pose a problem of the century. Her mind might be active, but it wasn't active enough to solve math problems!

"By the way, where is Miss Tingyun?"

Wende looked behind the two of them but couldn't find Tingyun. Didn't she say yesterday that she would go to the Divination Commission with them?

"Was Benefactor looking for this humble lady?"

Tingyun appeared from the side at some unknown point, her folding fan unfurled, her eyes smiling.

"Since Miss Tingyun has also arrived, let us depart."

Seeing that everyone had gathered, Welt nodded and sent a message to the envoy from the Divination Commission on his phone.

"Huh? Mr. Yang, how do you have that Divination Commission envoy's contact info?"

March looked at Welt's phone with surprise. She was just about to suggest they all go look for them together!

"The other day, while strolling through Changle, I happened to walk into a card hall. By a stroke of luck, I met this Divination Commission envoy there."