Chapter 97: Plan

Chapter 97: Plan

Although the news was somewhat overwhelming, Master Wu learned from it that Yang Haoran and his two companions were in trouble, and he also learned of their whereabouts.

Therefore, he immediately took action. With his status and position, dealing with such matters was as simple as making a phone call. Besides, Yang Haoran and his companions hadn't done anything wrong to begin with.

"Three, during this time, Old Man has invited you several times, but you haven't been willing to come over. Is it because I've offended you in some way?" Master Wu looked at Yang Haoran and his companions, smiling as he asked.

Indeed, Master Wu had invited Yang Haoran and his companions several times during this period, but none of them had accepted. Especially Ma Ling, who wasn't a local in Lecheng, but was invited by Master Wu. Yet Ma Ling wasn't even willing to stay at Master Wu's house, preferring to stay at a hotel instead, which was quite a headache for him.

"Master Wu, it's not what you think. My injuries haven't healed yet, so I haven't been able to go out during this time. Tonight is actually the first time," Yang Haoran explained with a smile.

"It's uncomfortable for me to stay at your place. I prefer to stay outside alone. As for why I haven't visited your home, you're just an ordinary person, we don't have much in common. Sitting together would be awkward for you, and I'd feel uncomfortable," Ma Ling said bluntly, leaving no face for Master Wu.

Master Wu didn't get angry, just smiled kindly.

"I have to accompany my girlfriend, so I'm busy. After tonight, I might not even have a girlfriend anymore," Wang Yiming shook his head, feeling frustrated.

His words piqued the interest of Yang Haoran and Ma Ling.

Ma Ling suddenly became spirited, excitedly asking, "The woman named Chen Ying just now is your girlfriend?"

Wang Yiming nodded, not denying it.

Ma Ling burst into laughter, saying, "Just a moment ago, someone was joking about being okay with having a girlfriend who treats him well, but it turns out he's been slapped in the face so quickly. It's like karma comes like a tornado!"

Wang Yiming, who had been wearing a serious expression, darkened at Ma Ling's words.

"Are you even qualified to talk about me? When you were mocking Brother Yang, you were much harsher than me. Let me ask you, where's your karma?" Wang Yiming asked with a straight face.

"Hehe, my karma is probably still on its way. But it's quite poor, it can't afford a car, so it has to walk to find me. As for how long it will take to find me, honestly, I don't know either," Ma Ling chuckled.

Wang Yiming glared at Ma Ling, unable to utter a word for a long time, while Master Wu chose the perfect moment to speak up.

"Now that everyone's gathered, let's change the venue and continue our gathering. After all, it's still early tonight, and Ma Ling will be leaving Lecheng soon. It's a good opportunity to give her a farewell," Master Wu suggested with a smile.

Ma Ling's spirits lifted at these words. "I haven't had enough to drink yet. I like Old Man Wu's proposal!"

Yang Haoran didn't refuse either. His problem with Yin Qi hadn't been resolved yet. Sitting somewhere else might yield results, whether they were what he wanted or not, he was eager to find out.

Upon receiving this result, Yang Haoran couldn't help but feel disappointed. Ma Ling seemed to sense his disappointment and promised to ask the elders in her family after they returned home to see if they had any solutions.

According to Ma Ling, there were many capable people in her Ma family. She was just a junior in the family, and her inability to deal with the Yin Qi on Yang Haoran didn't mean that her family elders couldn't either.

Yang Haoran was very grateful to Ma Ling for this, and his heart held a glimmer of hope, although it wasn't very strong.

"I can't rely all my hopes on Ma Ling. It seems I must find another way."

With this thought in mind, Yang Haoran suddenly remembered someone: Divine Envoy Deng Feng!

"How could I forget about him? Deng Feng oversees all the Night Watch in Lecheng. He might be able to give me the result I want. But... how can I get close to him?"

After thinking for a while and coming up with no immediate ideas, he had to temporarily put this matter aside. After paying his respects to the Death God, he left the grocery store.

Although he had drunk quite a bit tonight, he didn't plan to go to sleep immediately. He hadn't collected many souls during this period, and if he didn't hurry, he would be embarrassed by the end of the month, inevitably subjected to ridicule from Xu Meijing.

Whether to ridicule or be ridiculed, Yang Haoran naturally chose the former. He didn't have a masochistic tendency.

So, in order not to appear passive in front of Xu Meijing and to make himself stronger, he needed to collect more souls.

Under the cold moonlight, Yang Haoran walked seemingly aimlessly with his hands in his pockets, but in reality, he was sensing the presence of nearby undead. At the same time, he was thinking about how to get close to Divine Envoy Deng Feng.

If he could get close to Divine Envoy Deng Feng, the benefits to him would be countless. After all, Deng Feng was his boss. Getting close to one's own boss would surely bring many benefits. Even if Deng Feng couldn't handle the Yin Qi on him, he could still gain other benefits.

But how to get close to Deng Feng was the problem.

To get close to a person, one must start with their hobbies. Only by doing so would the approach be more effective. However, he was not familiar with Deng Feng and naturally didn't know what Deng Feng's hobbies were.

Approaching someone without knowing their preferences wasn't impossible, but it was time-consuming and required extreme caution. Otherwise, it was easy to backfire.

After walking for who knew how long, Yang Haoran suddenly stopped not because he sensed the presence of undead, but because he thought of a way to get close to Deng Feng.

"Hobbies... I don't know his specific hobbies, but there's one thing he definitely likes!"

With this thought in mind, Yang Haoran looked at the soul gathering bead embedded in his ring!

Under the moonlight, his shadow stretched long. He once again put his hands in his pockets and started walking.