After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

Chapter 621

The living room was ancient in style, and built with high-quality mahogany, exuding an understated luxury.

In the main seat of the living room sat a man in his early fifties, his hair half-gray and half-white, and his beard reaching down to his neck. He was dressed in a dark red robe embroidered with copper coins, his expression stern and fierce.

“So, the little demon who seduced my son isn’t just one, but two?”

The man slammed the table heavily, his beard flying.

Bai Lixin: “…”

Song Yuantian: “?”

‘I’m so wronged!’

Master Song blew his beard and glared: “Hmph, don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. My youngest son is pure and kind-hearted, unaware of the dangers of the world. Aren’t you just coveting the wealth of the Song family?”

“Ten thousand silver, leave my son!”

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In the live broadcast room.

[Shh, turns out the tradition of throwing money to clear people away existed even this early.]

[Look at President Song’s speechless expression, hahaha, President Song is suffering an undeserved calamity.]

[God Xin seems quite at ease with the situation.]

[Of course, after all, he was once the husband of a wealthy man. What hasn’t he seen? This is a small scene.]

[What kind of bloody drama is this?]

[It’s not bloody enough. At this moment, Young Master Xia Chi should make an appearance to add to the impact.]

[President Song: I thank you, indeed.]

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Song Yuantian had never encountered such a situation before, and subconsciously looked at Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin sat in the guest seat, his back straight, and his expression serious: “I won’t take this money. We are true love. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated.”

Song Yuantian: “???”

‘Brother, what nonsense are you spouting?’

Master Song’s hair seemed to stand on end, his bloodshot eyes as if they could spit fire, “A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated? Good, good, good! Then you two can wait for your death! Someone, lock them in the woodshed!”

Ten minutes later, Bai Lixin and Song Yuantian were tied up and thrown into the messy woodshed.

The guard said fiercely: “Behave yourselves! I’m telling you, don’t even think about calling for help. No one will come even if you scream until your voice breaks!”

After the harsh words, the door was slammed shut with a “bang,” followed by the sound of the door being locked from outside.

Song Yuantian looked disheveled and his body was covered in bits of grass and dirt from the ground. He looked utterly miserable.

He coughed twice and stood up, lowering his voice, “Bai Lixin, is this your way of sneaking into Master Song’s house?”

“Just tell me, did we get in or not?” Bai Lixin was tied up with his hands behind his back. He struggled to stand and turned his back to Song Yuantian, “Come help me untie the rope.”

Song Yuantian: “…”

He couldn’t refute it!

“The person who tied us up was an expert.” The two of them stood back to back, helping each other untie the ropes. Song Yuantian couldn’t help but complain, “Three or four knots tied together, it’s really difficult to untie.”

Bai Lixin: “Look on the bright side, it means we’re more important than pigs.”

“Hah.” Song Yuantian couldn’t help but laugh, “I can’t tell if that’s a compliment or self-deprecation.”

“Of course it’s a compliment.” After untying two knots, Bai Lixin started on the third, “I observed the village for two days. The pigs in the village are highly valued.”

“Don’t be fooled by the fact that this village relies on the mountain for survival, yesterday I followed Father Chen up to Rong Mountain but I didn’t see any living creatures there, not even a bird in the sky.”

Song Yuantian was also working on the last knot: “Not even wild beasts?”

Bai Lixin: “I didn’t see any.”

Song Yuantian: “Then what do they eat?”

Bai Lixin: “What do they eat? Maybe they eat firewood.”

Song Yuantian’s hands paused.

Bai Lixin: “Don’t stop.”

Song Yuantian’s hands resumed their work: “When I entered Chenjia Village, there was only one old grandfather in the house. I am that grandfather’s grandson, and my parents passed away for some reason. The old man is old and can no longer hunt in the mountains. There’s some grain stored at home, and we’ve been eating that for the past two days.”

“But there wasn’t much stored food. Grandpa ate very little and always put most of the food in my bowl.”

“I told him to eat more, but he said that at his age, a little was enough to fill him.”

“Now that you mention it, I remember something. There was a pile of dry straw and firewood in the woodshed. Even though no one had lit a fire, the pile was getting smaller.”

The two of them simultaneously untied each other’s ropes. After regaining their freedom, they quickly started untying the ropes on themselves.

Bai Lixin shared his findings from the past two days with Song Yuantian, who was bent over, untying the ropes around his legs. “I also heard the cracking sound of wood joints you mentioned, and I’ve considered that the villagers of Chenjia Village aren’t human. But after spending two days with Grandpa, I didn’t feel any malice from him.”

Not being human doesn’t necessarily mean being a vicious monster. Song Yuantian understood this better than anyone, especially since his lover, Hong Yue, had once transformed into a zombie queen.

So, when it came to these types of non-human NPCs, Song Yuantian had more empathy and patience than most people.

Song Yuantian: “I don’t think they want to harm us.”

“In addition to the discoveries you told me about, I have some information to share with you as well.”

“During the storm yesterday, I also saw those mysterious bird-faced figures, and I was even closer to them than you were.”

“I was hiding in a cabinet at the time, and the bird-faced figures came into the house to search. We were only separated by a cabinet door. When they got close, I smelled something on them.”

“That smell was very complex, a mix of disinfectant, sulfur, rotten eggs, formalin, and blood.”

“And I also heard them make some noises.”

“It was a language I couldn’t understand. Their speech was very fragmented, with short, low-pitched, but very abrupt syllables. They communicated with each other briefly while searching the room. They didn’t find what they were looking for, so they left.”

“High-intelligence monsters,” Bai Lixin wasn’t too surprised by this. “In a copy of this level of difficulty, such monsters seem to be quite common.”

Song Yuantian: “Yes, and they seem to be just small fry. In lower-level copies, monsters like these would already be the copy bosses.”

Bai Lixin finally untied all the ropes binding him, piling them up beside him into a small mound.

Outside the paper-covered windows, shadows of people moving could be faintly seen. There were guards outside.

Besides the door, there was also a window in the corner of the woodshed.

Song Yuantian took out a knife from his backpack and was about to cut through the locked window. Just then, there were two dull thuds from outside the door, followed by the sound of the lock being opened.

He looked towards the door warily, and only breathed a sigh of relief when it opened and he saw who had come, “Oh, it’s you, Young Master Xia Chi.”

Xia Chi’s face turned red with embarrassment. He stuck out his tongue and smiled awkwardly, “Brother, our plan worked out pretty well, right?”

Song Yuantian asked curiously, “What plan?”

Bai Lixin asked at the same time: “We had a plan?”

Xia Chi: “I used a hunger strike to force them, so now you’ve smoothly entered Master Song’s house, haven’t you?”

Song Yuantian glanced at the two piles of ropes on the ground, his smile stiff, “Smoothly?”

Xia Chi said, “Well, you did get in, didn’t you?”

Song Yuantian: “…”

‘Judging by this familiar phrase, it seems you two really did have a plan.’

Xia Chi continued, “I had no choice. Ever since I was caught last time, I haven’t been able to leave this house. I’ve tried many ways—climbing the wall, going through the front door, sneaking out the back, crawling through a dog hole, even blending in with the servants—but as soon as I step outside, I find myself back in the house in the blink of an eye.”

He suddenly became very mysterious, “There’s a big secret in Master Song’s house, but I couldn’t get a message out. The only way was to use this method to get you two in.”

“I was sure that with Brother’s intelligence, he’d understand my good intentions.”

After saying that, Xia Chi looked at Bai Lixin with expectant eyes, like a puppy waiting for praise.

Bai Lixin: “So you really haven’t eaten for two days?”

Xia Chi froze, “No way, it was all an act. I snuck some food.”

Bai Lixin: “That’s good. Lead the way, Xia Chi.”

Xia Chi froze again, his once-bright eyes suddenly becoming teary. He threw himself at Bai Lixin, “Brother, you’re the best. You didn’t criticize or question me at all, you just cared about whether I had enough to eat. You’re like my real brother.”

Bai Lixin: “Well, only when you are full can you have the strength to work.”

Xia Chi’s gratitude came to an abrupt halt.

Xia Chi somehow got hold of two sets of servant clothes. Bai Lixin and Song Yuantian changed into them and followed Xia Chi into the courtyard.

There were many servants in the courtyard, and Xia Chi, as the little master, was obviously very precious in Master Song’s eyes. Every servant who saw Xia Chi was very respectful.

Song Yuantian clicked his tongue in amazement and lowered his voice to ask Xia Chi from behind, “You just walk around the courtyard so brazenly? You’ve been on a hunger strike for two days, demanding to see Bai Lixin, and Master Song didn’t lock you up?”

Xia Chi replied with the arrogance of a young master in his voice, “No, Master Song cherishes this youngest son very much and wouldn’t bear to lock him up. At most, he just says a few words, but he doesn’t dare to scold me too harshly.”

Song Yuantian: “So he took out all the anger he had saved up on the two of us?”

‘The anger didn’t disappear; it just got redirected from you to us.’

Xia Chi’s smile froze, “…”

‘Ah, this.’

Even though he was unable to go out, Xia Chi hadn’t been idle over the past two days. He had thoroughly searched every corner of the mansion.

And indeed, he had found something.

He led the two of them to a room. There were guards standing outside the door, but none dared to stop Xia Chi.

The three of them entered the room, and Xia Chi skillfully closed the door, shutting out any prying eyes from outside.

Bai Lixin observed the room.

It was a study, with a standard layout. Inside was a desk for work, and outside was a round wooden table for guests. Bookshelves lined the walls, filled neatly with books and scrolls.

Bai Lixin walked up to the desk, where a few wolf hair brushes and fountain pens were hanging.

He casually picked up a book from the upper right corner and saw that it was a ledger.

The handwriting was clear and beautiful, meticulously recording each transaction.

Master Song was in the business of trading antiques, and it seemed to be quite profitable, with each transaction amounting to tens of thousands.

“Brother, President Song, come here,” Xia Chi whispered, beckoning the two of them over to the bookshelf.

Bai Lixin and Song Yuantian approached, and they saw Xia Chi gently twist a book on the shelf. The bookshelf immediately slid open to reveal a hidden door.

Xia Chi: “What I discovered is inside. There’s a big secret in Chenjia Village. Do you know about the treasure?”