Reon took the Ironcw Direwolf Hunt mission slip and made his way to the Mission Assig ter. He handed over the paper to formally accept the mission.

  He also inquired at the ter for additional details and the exact location of the Ironcw Direwolf within Mystic Evergreen Forest.

  With all the information he needed, Reohe Skyreach Mission Pavilion and began heading toward the southern part of the Outer Sect, where the Mystic Evergreen Forest was located.

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  As Reon made his way toward the Mystic Evergreen Forest, his attention was momentarily drawn to the rge crowd gathered outside the onry Hall. The hall sat between the Skyreach Mission Pavilion and the forest.

  At the ter of it, he spotted Ming Yuen lying unscious on the ground. His subordinates were frantically feeding him Healing Pills, oer another, but there was no visible respohough he was still breathing.

  Sweat beaded on their broanic set in, the pills seemingly iive against whatever had befallen him.

  Reon's eyes flickered from the se, only to catch sight of Yang Lie. Though still gravely injured, Yang Lie had regained sciousness and now rested his head in the p of a girl. Reon hadn't seen her in person before, but he knew instantly who she was.

  It was Yang Mi. The adopted younger sister of Yang Lie and one of the key heroines of the novel, who had been by his side sihe very beginning, supp him unwaveringly through every triumph and tribution.

  Yang Mi had an otherworldly beauty that could steal the breath from anyone who beheld her. Her long, raven-bck hair cascaded in waves, shimmering uhe light as though it held the very essence of night.

  Her almond-shaped eyes, the color of molten amber, glowed with intelligend an unyielding fieress that both intrigued and uled.

  Her slender, lithe figure spoke of her agility in battle, and her fwless, por skin gave her an almost otherworldly elegance.

  She wore a flowing robe, intricately embroidered with threads of silver and crimson, a testament to her noble bearing.

  Yet, beh her gentle beauty y a deep and unyielding spirit—one capable of fierce devotion and even fiercer wrath.

  Reon couldn't help but feel a moment of awe as his gaze lingered on her. How could someone possess such breathtakiy?

  She was the most stunning girl he had entered since arriving in this world.

  While most of the girls he had entered in this world were undeniably beautiful—outshining even the most celebrated models and actresses of Earth—Yang Mi radiated an allure that felt altogether otherworldly.

  She seemed to inhabit a realm of beauty all her own, captivating and enting in ways that left him breathless.

  Yet, as a chill of fear crept into his heart, he swiftly tried to avert his gaze, acutely aware of the dahat lurked beh her enting facade.

  He knew all too well the truth about Yang Mi—behind that delicate, serey was a fierd dangerously possessive heart. A yandere.

  She was fiercely protective of her brother, Yang Lie, and anyone who posed even the slightest threat to him—whether iional or not—would find themselves on the receiving end of her terrifying wrath.

  His mind fshed to the Sect Disciple Sele Ceremony, a key se from the novel. Yang Mi had ranked first, her talents ay inspiring both admiration and envy.

  Wheaiyang attempted to humiliate Yang Lie from the order of Niu Ling, Yang Mi's rage had been so terrifying that she would have crippled him if not for Yang Lie's intervention.

  Her hatred for Xue Taiyang burned with an icy resolve, lingering to this day.

  But before Reon could fully avert his gaze and escape her notice, their eyes locked.

  In that brief moment of eye tact, his heart skipped a beat—whether from fear or something deeper, he couldn't quite tell.

  As Reon's eyes met Yang Mi's, he felt a chill run down his spine. Her amber gaze was intense, as if pierg through his very soul, and for a fleeting moment, the world around them seemed to slow.

  There was no warmth in her expression—only a silent, unspoken threat, a warning as clear as the glint of a bde.

  Reon's breath hitched. He quickly averted his gaze, but the damage was done. He could feel her eyes lingering on him, scrutinizing his every move.

  A sharp tension filled the air, and even the sound of the wind seemed to fade as an ominous siletled over them. He could se—Yang Mi was displeased.

  Reon's heart pounded in his chest, though outwardly he remained calm. Standing tall, like an immovable mountain, he resolved not to stay a moment longer.

  He o leave, to escape the iy of her presence. He set his sights on the Mystic Evergreen Forest, intending to move swiftly, far away from her pierg gaze.

  But just as he was about to make his move, he noticed a shift in Yang Mi's as. She gently pced her brother's head onto a pillow before rising effortlessly into the air, her movements graceful and trolled.

  Without a sound, she nded before him, her presenanding and undeniable, blog his path.

  Reon froze, his pulse quiing.

  There was no escape now.