Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

"Lord Mi?"

Diao Ruru was stunned. This voice, could it be Mi Hengpeng's?

These days, Mi Hengpeng's patrol had always been near the Diao Residence, although not a guard of the residence, his presence was more imposing than any of the household's own guards.

All of this Diao Ruru had observed, which was why she had spoken favorably of him in front of Fang Yu.

Judging by the time, it was about the moment when Mi Hengpeng would usually patrol near here. Could something have happened? Was it directed at the Diao Residence?

Heart inexplicably tensing, Diao Ruru took a maid to the entrance to look, only to see two dark figures disappearing into the distance, unable to make out who they were at all.

"Wait for Lord Mi to return, then I'll ask carefully."

Suppressing the worries in her heart, Diao Ruru instructed the guards at the door to invite Mi Hengpeng into the residence upon his return, before she and her maid headed back inside.

Meanwhile.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of wind howling by Mi Hengpeng's ears.

Opportunity!

He had spotted an opportunity!

Dare to lurk within the Foolish Underworld, watching over a patrol headquarters, this was tantamount to seeking death!

Although he had always been a step behind Che Linfang, now if he could capture this culprit and present him to Mr. Diao, he might be able to ascend in rank, at the very least to reach a status parallel to Che Linfang's.

A person daring to pry into the Foolish Underworld couldn't possibly be involved in a trifling case; there must be complexities behind this! This was a connected string of major cases, an opportunity for great merit!

But the thief at hand, his movement technique was too fast, Mi Hengpeng just couldn't keep up!

Indeed, only someone with real ability could sneak into the Foolish Underworld undetected.

Despite the loud shouts for interception along the way, the strangers, of only mediocre strength and lacking coordination, could not possibly stop him in such a rushed moment.

Just as the thief was about to burst through the main gate of the Foolish Underworld, Mi Hengpeng suddenly noticed a familiar figure appearing at the entrance.

"Zeng Xiancheng! Perfect timing, stop this thief!"

Mi Hengpeng immediately shouted excitedly.

As an old teammate, Zeng Xiancheng also reacted extremely swiftly.

Unsheathing his sword and leaping to meet the foe, two clanging sounds later, he plummeted from mid-air to the ground.

"Zeng Xiancheng?!"

Mi Hengpeng was shocked – Zeng Xiancheng had been defeated in the blink of an eye! Fortunately, this brief pause had provided enough room for those pursuing from behind.

Whooshing arrows flew, forcing the thief to dodge repeatedly, yet still he was hit by three arrows, clutching his wound as he hurriedly burst through the side gate of the Foolish Underworld and fled.

"Chase!"

After determining that Zeng Xiancheng was not seriously injured, Mi Hengpeng took the lead and rushed out. But once outside the Foolish Underworld, the throng of early morning market-goers blinded him.

"Split up and search! He's injured, he can't have gone far!"

Mi Hengpeng was enraged.

It was both a fire of ambition and a fire of anger.

Breaking into the Foolish Underworld, wounding people, and then escaping – if word got out, it'd be a loss of face for him, and even more so for his direct superiors.

If this reached Diao Deyi, dreaming of rising to an equal position with Che Linfang was sheer folly.

Unless he captured the culprit and managed the situation properly!

With anger burning, Mi Hengpeng searched street by street.

But as time went on, his heart began to sink.

For the thief had already blended into the crowd like a fish in water, leaving no trace to be found.

"What's causing all this commotion?"

The voice of Han Mengyu sounded, signaling that the command of this area would be fully transferred.

"Mr. Han!"

"Lord Hundred Households..."

Mi Hengpeng sighed internally, knowing the chance for redeeming himself through merit was becoming increasingly slim.

Fortunately, he still had Zhang Ziheng as an inside informant in the Diao Residence, able to grasp some intelligence on Diao Ruru. As long as he catered to her preferences, securing his current position should not be difficult.

...

Bang!

The door of the Immortal Phoenix Antiques Store was violently smashed open.

As the shopkeeper stood up in shock, the person was already clutching his wounded body, stumbling a few steps forward before collapsing to the ground, gasping for air, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Third brother!"

"Eldest brother!"

"How could you be so gravely injured! You all, close the door first! Carry him to the bedroom."

Feeling himself being lifted, the injured person clenched the right hand of the person beside him.

"Eldest brother, things are looking grim. That guy has sought help at the Foolish Underworld's Diao Residence twice, and I haven't found an opportunity to make my move. We were discovered by the people from the Foolish Underworld."

Foolish Underworld...

Seeing the arrows on the third brother's body, everyone's expressions were a bit strange.

That place was not somewhere they, as minor characters, could dabble in.

How did it come to be that they were tracking someone and ended up in such a perilous place?

Just the outskirts of the Foolish Underworld had the fierce and powerful presence of Thousand Households and Hundred Households, not to mention the Five Halls within, which was a gathering place for monsters.

"Eldest brother, this job is troublesome."

"Think I want to take it? If we don't listen to them, we're all dead!"

"...Alright, alright, let's save our third brother first. I'll think of something."

"What can you do, big brother? We finally found that guy's whereabouts, and now we've likely alerted him."

"Don't panic. He's sought help from the Foolish Underworld twice, there will definitely be a third time! Especially since there's been an incident this time, he's probably even more anxious than we are. Just watch the Foolish Underworld, and we won't miss our chance to make a move."

"What if he stays inside the Foolish Underworld forever?"

"..."

The antique shopkeeper fell silent.

They had no power to barge into the Foolish Underworld.

Frowning deeply, he suddenly thought of a rumor he had heard.

"Not to worry, I heard that the Shopkeeper of the Hundred Disease Pharmacy on Shiheng Street, known as Bie Huzi, seems to have some connections. I'll ask for his help, getting a few people in and out of the Foolish Underworld shouldn't be difficult. Once the deed is done, we can take the spoil and leave the blame to Bie Huzi and the others."

Hearing that there was a feasible plan, everyone's restless mood also gradually calmed down.

Thud, thud, thud!

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"The Foolish Underworld's investigation, open up!"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, they exchanged glances and immediately busied themselves, hiding the injured person in a secret room. The shopkeeper elder brother adjusted his state and went to the door, smiling as he opened it.

"Ah! Officer, what brings you here so early..."

...

Zhuang An was the steward of Luo Shen Cloth Workshop.

He was also a veteran and reliable subordinate of the Red Moon Demon.

Ever since Nanny Xiu's death, he had practically taken over the heavy responsibilities, busy beyond measure.

Although busy, life was relatively stable.

But since yesterday, Zhuang An's eyelids had been twitching non-stop.

He didn't know what this meant, but he had an uneasy feeling.

After all, in recent days, his immediate superior, Lord Red Moon Demon, has been frantically capturing suitable test subjects.

Initially, the selection was very strict, but whether it was due to the lack of results or not, the Red Moon Demon became increasingly irritable, and the selection of test subjects went from strict screening to a widespread net.

Although it all happened on their own turf with established channels, conducting the capture of test subjects quietly,

the continuous and seemingly endless supply of test subjects inevitably led to pressing situations.

Sometimes, to meet the quantity demands of Lord Red Moon Demon, they had to take risks and use some less secure channels to acquire subjects.

Although they had gotten through safely several times, the risks were still considerable, and the Red Moon Demon's appetite not only didn't decrease but was becoming even more intense. The commands were even urgent, as if a result was about to emerge.

But Zhuang An didn't understand all this; he only knew that the tasks were becoming heavier, and even now, he had to personally go out to escort this convoy of test subjects towards the dying workshop.

When would there be an end to these days?

Zhuang An felt a headache coming on.

The Red Moon Demon used to not be like this.

The previous Red Moon Demon was mature and steady, taking one step at a time, never eager for quick success, which gave a reassuring feeling.

But the recent movements all conveyed an impatient and uneasy feeling.

Truth be told, it was only those veteran demons who had followed the Red Moon Demon for many years and had unwavering confidence that had no hesitation.

But those demons who had joined new, due to the high-intensity capturing and transport of subjects, had begun to waver and worry.