I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 48 [Amazing Wisdom] Unleashed Again

Huang Ku hurriedly waved his hands, his face pale as he tried to explain:

"No, no! Who's spreading this nonsense?"

"Hmph! What Lan Ruoxi said at my grave, did she wrong you?"

"Master, please let me explain!"

Huang Ku's voice trembled with anxiety:

"Junior Sister Lan has always had a problem with me, but I'm only doing this to help your career flourish!"

"That's enough."

The Chinese-style beauty's head waved its hand:

"These are all empty titles anyway, and I don't care about them. I'll just ask you, when I was framed, were you an inside agent?"

Huang Ku was so frightened that the muscles on his face trembled violently, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He quickly tried to defend himself:

"I absolutely didn't, Master, you must believe me!"

From the string of severed heads held in the nine-headed bird's hand, the red-haired witch spoke with a cold laugh:

"He must be lying; I can smell the lie."

Another beautiful female head chimed in:

"It's a pity we're currently acting as messengers, which restricts our use of high-level spells. Otherwise, I could help you search his soul and see what he's hiding."

The Chinese-style beautiful woman's head chuckled softly:

"It doesn't matter, we have plenty of time. After we're resurrected, we'll have another great revenge."

Huang Ku was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, his face almost pressed against the floor.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking the ground.

The Chinese-style beauty's head ceased its attack and said in a cold, hard tone:

"Huang Ku, I'm here on a mission. Complete the transaction for me now."

Huang Ku completed the process while trembling.

The Chinese-style beautiful woman's head handed him the [Holy Spirit Medicine], then beckoned to him:

"Where are my ghost money?"

Huang Ku then remembered that the forum required preparing a large denomination of ghost money.

He was baffled at the time, thinking it was a joke. What use is ghost money? Is it for ghosts to spend?

Now he finally understood; it was what his master wanted.

Fortunately, he was cautious by nature and had prepared one in advance.

Huang Ku held the ghost money in both hands and respectfully handed it over.

The ghost money was printed with "Heaven and Earth Bank" and had a face value of "1 billion yuan".

The Chinese-style beauty nodded in satisfaction.

He turned around and opened a spatial rift, preparing to return to the spirit world.

But Huang Ku's mind was full of questions.

Even at the risk of losing his head, he wanted to find out the truth.

He raised his head and asked cautiously:

"Master, who exactly is it that would make you condescend to be their messenger?"

The Chinese-style beautiful woman's head answered mysteriously:

"My master is the lord of the Hermitage, a very great sorcerer."

After saying that, she turned and disappeared into the spatial rift.

Huang Ku's mind raced, and with his extraordinary wisdom, he first ruled out Zhang Lingyun.

Given his age and skill level, he is not qualified to be his master's master at all.

That means the Clover Lodge is likely a very large organization.

The rank of the Master of the Hermitage can be presumed to be very high.

Even someone like a master would be willing to be his messenger.

Could that person be the legendary "Color Position"?

In today's world, the [crown] position is vacant.

【Color level】is the highest level, and there are only a handful of people with that level in the whole world.

Huang Ku really couldn't understand who had suddenly gotten the idea to form such a strange hermitage.

What exactly is his purpose?

But no matter who it is, none of them are people he can afford to offend.

Not to mention that the master of that hermitage would be angry.

Even if his master gets serious, he can easily crush him.

Thinking of this, Huang Ku couldn't help but shudder. He suddenly remembered something.

He quickly picked up his phone and dialed Ding Shuangshuang's number.

***

Inside the cafe on the other side.

Ding Shuangshuang and Zhang Lingyun were still facing off.

One held a pistol, the other held a [Lightning Arrow] card.

The tension in the air was almost palpable.

Just then.

Ding Shuangshuang's phone suddenly rang.

She gritted her teeth, holding the gun in one hand and answering the phone with the other:

"It's me, Master."

Huang Ku's roar came directly from the other end of the phone:

"Where are you now?"

Ding Shuangshuang panicked and instinctively lied:

"I'm in my dorm."

"You need to contact everyone right away!"

Huang Ku's voice was filled with urgency and fear.

"Tell them to immediately stop investigating the mysterious person and forbid them from doing so any further!"

Ding Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked:

"Master, why?"

Huang Ku's voice remained urgent.

"The Four-Leaf Clover Hermitage! It's an extremely large organization with high-ranking sorcerers; we simply can't afford to offend them right now!"

"But I..." Ding Shuangshuang wanted to say something more.

"No buts! Execute my orders immediately!"

Huang Ku practically roared as he finished speaking, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Ding Shuangshuang shuddered and nodded hesitantly:

"Yes, Master."

After the call ended.

Ding Shuangshuang slowly lowered the muzzle of her gun, staring at Zhang Lingyun in shock:

"Isn't the Four-Leaf Clover Hermitage an organization you made up?"

Zhang Lingyun blinked, a smile appearing on his face, and said in a deliberately profound tone:

"you guess."

Ding Shuangshuang took a deep breath and asked again:

"Besides Lan Ruoxi, do you have other powerful backers?"

Zhang Lingyun raised an eyebrow, still looking the same:

"Guess again."

Ding Shuangshuang stared at him for a long time, but still couldn't guess the answer, and at the same time, she didn't dare to gamble.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and put away the gun.

Her tone was cold, tinged with resentment:

"That's all for today, but don't get too cocky. Huang Ku has powerful backers. This matter won't be resolved so easily."

Zhang Lingyun adopted an air of complete confidence:

"Hmph, I'll wait and see what he does."

He reached out and put his arm around Xia Youran's slender waist, and slowly walked out of the coffee shop.

The reason he acted so intimately.

It was because Xia Youran was terrified, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

If we don't help her, she could fall to the ground at any moment.

Ding Shuangshuang stood on the steps of the coffee shop.

I watched their backs from afar, observing their every move.

She wanted to see if Zhang Lingyun was just putting on a brave face or if she truly had the confidence to back it up.

Zhang Lingyun and Xia Youran walked to the roadside, just about to raise their hands to hail a taxi.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he bent down and lay down in the green belt.

The dim streetlights illuminated just a small patch of green grass, making one particular leaf stand out.

"I found a four-leaf clover!" Zhang Lingyun shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Xia Youran immediately stopped trembling.

He happily went over and squatted down to count carefully:

"One, two, three, four, there really are four leaves! Quickly, give me the [Mage's Hand] potion!"

Zhang Lingyun opened his personal space and handed the potion to Xia Youran.

Xia Youran immediately took the potion and then picked the four-leaf clover.