Chapter 90: The Assassin's Choice

After hearing what He Yunfeng had to say, Ye Lin remained silent.

There are restrictions on teaming up to grind monsters; first, the gap between the highest and lowest levels in the party cannot exceed 10 levels.

Second, after a monster dies, experience points are distributed based on the contribution made, with a minimum of 1 experience point.

If one wants to cultivate a Forbidden Spellcaster, one must take them to grind levels without letting them cast forbidden spells.

If they cannot cast forbidden spells, the Forbidden Spellcaster can only stand by and swipe with a knife or sword; in this situation, the experience points the Forbidden Spellcaster receives are extremely limited.

The financial, human, and material resources required to cultivate a Forbidden Spellcaster to level ninety are enough to cultivate hundreds of class-transferred individuals of the same level.

This is also the reason why basically no one is willing to cultivate a Forbidden Spellcaster.

Large factions look down on them and don't want to make a losing deal; small factions covet them but cannot afford to raise them.

He Yunfeng's meaning was very clear: if he works for Shencheng, Shencheng will cultivate him and use him as a strategic weapon; he would be equivalent to a nuclear warhead.

If one day the Demon race launches a massive siege, that would be the time for him to risk his life to repay Shencheng.

The wealthy and powerful Shencheng is willing to invest in his cultivation; if Ye Lin were truly just a Forbidden Spellcaster, he would certainly have agreed with great joy.

But unfortunately, he also possesses an immortal body.

The speed of leveling up while staying in Shencheng is definitely not as fast as going out to grind monsters on his own.

"City Lord He, although I would very much like to agree, I must first ask for my Master's opinion." To avoid arousing He Yunfeng's suspicion, Ye Lin had to bring up his cheap Master.

"Your Master? Who is your Master?" He Yunfeng was greatly astonished; could someone actually take on a Forbidden Spellcaster as an apprentice?

"Zhuge Qianxing."

"Oh, so it is Mr. Zhuge!"

He Yunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp glint flashing in their depths.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhuge has already divined something? Very well, don't worry; when you return to Qingcheng, I will go back with you, and I will speak to Mr. Zhuge about this matter personally."

He Yunfeng sighed faintly.

"After the last time we repelled the Demon race's major offensive, peace barely lasted for less than a hundred years before the Demon race began to stir again; the mountain rain is coming, and the wind fills the pavilion."

He Yunfeng opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but the next second, his gaze suddenly became sharp as he looked toward the door of Ye Lin's room.

Ye Lin also looked over; it seemed someone had come to the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

The door was knocked upon.

"Mr. Ye Lin, hello, I am a hotel attendant, here to bring you some fruit to help you calm your nerves," a very sweet female voice said from outside the door.

At a signal from He Yunfeng's eyes, Ye Lin walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside was a cute woman wearing a maid outfit, cat ears, and black silk stockings, indeed holding a fruit platter in her hands.

"Hello, Mr. Ye Lin, may I come in?" The woman's breath was like orchids, and her eyes were practically melting; Ye Lin did not doubt for a second that the woman was currently in a state of extreme arousal.

However, given his years of experience living in the slums, Ye Lin immediately guessed what the woman was trying to do; if he dared to let this woman in, the next second some "immortal" would ask him: "Guess how high I can jump?"

But since He Yunfeng was still in the room, Ye Lin was not afraid at all, and he stepped aside directly.

"You may, come in."

"Thank you~"

The woman walked in, her thin high heels clicking, and she thoughtfully hooked her foot to close the door; as she brushed past him, a faint, lingering fragrance drifted into Ye Lin's nostrils.

She bent down to place the fruit platter on the table; the moment she bent over, the short maid skirt could no longer conceal the spring scenery, which leaked out instantly.

Yet she seemed completely unaware, even deliberately fiddling with the fruit platter as if wanting Ye Lin to look for a while longer.

Ye Lin was extremely repulsed by this behavior, so he stared at it fixedly with a critical eye.

"Alright~ Please come over and enjoy the fruit platter, Mr. Ye Lin~" the woman said very gently.

Ye Lin did not refuse but walked over and sat down; he had originally wanted to eat, but the method of poisoning this fruit platter was truly too low-end.

"Sister, it's one thing that this fruit platter has a pungent medicinal smell, but what's even more excessive is that the medicinal powder on top isn't even mixed evenly; do you have no shame?"

Even if someone were as stupid as a pig, they wouldn't eat this after seeing it, right?

The woman's expression changed slightly.

"Mr. Ye Lin, what nonsense are you spouting? This is clearly just sour plum powder sprinkled on the fruit~"

She wrapped her arms around Ye Lin's neck in a cloying manner, and the pressure like two great mountains instantly weighed down on Ye Lin's shoulders.

"Since Mr. Ye Lin doesn't want to enjoy the fruit platter, then enjoy me instead~"

"No thanks, you smell like dead fish; I'm rejecting you because you're ugly."

Ye Lin pushed the woman away; the key was that looking closely, the woman's makeup was even caking on her face.

The woman's beautiful face could no longer maintain that sweet appearance and became somewhat ferocious.

"I originally saw that you were quite good-looking and intended to give you a night before killing you; dying at the peak of pleasure would have made you a romantic ghost."

"But since you don't appreciate the mood, then go to hell!"

The woman let out a sharp cry, and a lethal dagger instantly thrust toward Ye Lin's heart with lightning speed.

A faint purple glow shimmered on the dagger, clearly coated with a deadly poison.

And the moment this woman made her move, Ye Lin realized that she was actually an Assassin-class individual who had transferred to a profession of level 50 or higher!

To kill him, Wu Shaoqi was indeed willing to pay a heavy price.

If it were just him alone, even if he could win, it would basically be a earth-shattering battle with this woman.

But unfortunately, it definitely wouldn't be his turn to act today.

Before the woman's dagger could touch Ye Lin, a large hand gripped her wrist like an iron vice, and He Yunfeng, his face cold as ice, walked out slowly.

"Who sent you?" He Yunfeng's tone was incomparably cold, clearly showing he was truly enraged.

"City... City Lord He?"

The woman had been impatient at first, but when she turned her head and saw the face of the person who had arrived, she was instantly frightened pale.

He Yunfeng!

The man who was the ceiling of combat power in Shencheng; how could this person be in Ye Lin's room?

Originally, when Wu Shaoqi asked her to assassinate a top scholar, the woman was reluctant, as the risk was too great, but she couldn't help it—Wu Shaoqi paid far too much, making her willing to take the risk.

But if she had known He Yunfeng was in Ye Lin's room, let alone paying her a lot, even if Wu Shaoqi had knelt down, kowtowed, and called her "Mom," she wouldn't have agreed!

The woman's face was ashen; she knew very well that being caught red-handed by He Yunfeng meant she would either surely die or suffer a fate worse than death.

"Don't make me ask a third time, who sent you?" He Yunfeng's tone grew even colder and sharper.

The woman's face was full of struggle; if she spoke, she would offend the Wu family; if she didn't, she would offend the City Lord of Shencheng.

Either way, it was a dead end.

A ruthless look flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she twisted her body violently, slamming into the poison-coated dagger at a strange angle.

He Yunfeng was a good person; if she offended He Yunfeng, her family would be fine, but if she offended the Wu family, her whole family might be wiped out together.

Therefore, in the current situation, the best choice was for her to die in front of He Yunfeng; once a person is dead, the debt is cleared.

As for whether He Yunfeng could investigate the person behind her, that was He Yunfeng's business.

There's no helping it; good people are meant to have guns pointed at them.