The night had no idea that after she left, Michelle actually invited Qiu Ruoxi onto her carriage.
After leaving the square, the night went directly to the hotel on the island.
Although this island has never appeared on any map, it still has everything it should.
Of course, if you're planning to go shopping, you might be disappointed.
Because there is no marketplace here, only lodging, namely the hotel!
However, this hotel doesn't provide free accommodations; you have to pay for it yourself, and the prices are extremely high, several times more than outside.
But for those who can participate in the Blacklist competition, this amount of money is nothing.
After entering the hotel, the night opened a luxury suite and moved in.
Entering the room, the night walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing quietly outside, with a look full of shadowy thoughts.
In the next moment, as the night was about to take off the veil from her face, the tightly closed door suddenly knocked from the outside.
This made the night abandon the idea of removing the face veil and turned to head towards the door.
After reaching the door, the night didn't hesitate at all and directly opened it.
Upon seeing the man standing at the door, the night immediately said coldly, "Are you here to laugh at me?"
The man laughed awkwardly, "We're like grasshoppers tied to the same rope; your humiliation doesn't do me any good, does it?"
"You'd better think that way!"
Saying this, the night turned and walked into the room.
The man saw this and immediately followed the night from outside.
After entering the room, the man spoke again, "Actually, you shouldn't have acted today, nor should you have intended to intimidate the Marshal."
"Do I need you to teach me what to do?" The night said with a bad temper.
Just outside, the night had already lost face, and now being lectured by someone else, it's like pouring gasoline on the fire in her heart.
Making the anger in her heart burn more and more intensely.
"You don't need me to teach you what to do, but the result proves your intimidation didn't work, yet someone gave you a lesson!"
"Tarot Death, I'm telling you once, what I do isn't your business!" The night's voice suddenly turned icy to the extreme, as if coming from a frozen cave, carrying a biting chill.
"Night, you should be clear; the rules of the Blacklist competition, if overlords are to duel, it can only be at the end," Tarot Death said indifferently, "The relationship between the Church and the Marshal isn't good but isn't bad either; do you think it's wise to act today?"
"Do you want to make a move?"
"Forget it, if you don't want to listen, I won't say." Tarot Death sensed the night had murderous intent toward him and immediately changed the subject, "What do you plan to do now?"
"The Marshal must die!" The night said heavily, "Since we can't act now, then waiting two days doesn't matter!"
"Are you really confident you can kill him?"
"Ninety-nine percent!" The night said very seriously, "You do your part to get me what I want, and I'll give you what you want!"
Saying this, the night swept an unemotional glance over Tarot Death, then said slowly, "Has he agreed to your request?"
"Not yet!" Tarot Death said somewhat helplessly.
"Your time is running out."
"I'll go find him later to see if he agrees or not."
The night wants to face Ye Xunhuan at the Blacklist competition; this means he has to reach an agreement with Ye Xunhuan before the duel between Ye Xunhuan and the night; otherwise, part of their plan will need to change.
"I hope you succeed, or I'll have to go to more trouble."
Tarot Death didn't continue this topic, softly changed the subject, "By the way, after you left, Michelle invited Qiu Ruoxi to ride on her carriage, and both left together."
Hearing this from Tarot Death, the night instantly turned sullen.
Michelle is entirely helping Ye Xunhuan.
Although this is the Blacklist competition, the overlords as judges are not allowed to act privately beforehand, but that doesn't mean those below the overlords can't act.
Now that Michelle has taken Qiu Ruoxi away, she completely protected Qiu Ruoxi from Ye Xunhuan.
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"Bitch!" The night said coldly, "Could this bitch have something going on with the Marshal?"
"Night, you'd better not say this in someone's ear; otherwise, if it reaches the Church, even if Michelle and the Pope don't mind, their people certainly won't let it go."
The night knew Tarot Death was speaking the truth, snorted coldly but said nothing more.
Meanwhile, Ye Xunhuan and Olivia also opened a room and are now sitting inside.
Compared to the night and Tarot Death, Ye Xunhuan and Olivia seemed more comfortable.
The two sat on the sofa, drinking red wine, appearing quite leisurely.
"Olivia, I've always been puzzled, as you're a vampire..."
"I'm a blood race, not a vampire!" Olivia corrected.
"Alright, blood race!" Ye Xunhuan didn't argue with Olivia and directly said, "You stand for darkness, and the Church stands for light; their Holy Light Cross Slash should be against you, right?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"But why hasn't the Church ever moved against you?" Ye Xunhuan asked Olivia puzzledly.
All along, Ye Xunhuan couldn't understand what exactly was going on.
Clearly, they are two different factions; how can they get along so harmoniously?
"The Church represents light indeed, but with white there's black, and with black there's white; it's an eternal truth."
"Tell me, have you ever fought with the Church?"
"Once!" Olivia didn't hide it, "It seems like over seventy years ago, I killed one of their Knights, then they dispatched the Cardinal Grand Master against me, even invited the Seraph, but in the end, I killed them all."
"Since then, they haven't bothered me."
"Turns out it's deterrence by strength!" Ye Xunhuan said with a face full of enlightenment.
Just then, the door suddenly knocked from the outside.
Upon hearing the knock, Ye Xunhuan glanced at Olivia, "Go open it..."
"Go yourself!" Olivia said lazily.
"I'm not your subordinate, and your wife is with Michelle; who knows if they're sending your wife back!"
With Olivia's words, Ye Xunhuan immediately got up and headed towards the door.
At the door, Ye Xunhuan quickly opened it.
In the next moment, Ye Xunhuan's eyes widened like he'd seen a ghost, then as he came to his senses, he slammed the door shut!