Help, What Should I Do If The Person Who Likes Me Is a Yandere! - Chapter 50:

Chapter 50: What’s Happening Here?:

-At the Dragon Yang Inn.

After finishing their meal, Xu Ze and his group prepared to leave for the imperial palace. However, as soon as they descended the stairs, a group of cultivators surrounded him.

“We’ve long heard of your great name, so you are the Holy Son of Heavenly Dark Sect, Xu Ze!”

“Brother Xu, you are truly a remarkable man, a model for all of us.”

“To think that you defeated the prodigy of the Azure Sword Sect with a single strike just now, it was truly an eye-opener!”

As the crowd gathered around, eager to establish a connection, Xu Ze frowned, clearly displeased. He hadn’t wanted to attract attention on this trip, and when he had lightly taught Chu Junhan a lesson earlier, he had been careful not to be too aggressive, hoping to avoid unnecessary attention. But to his surprise, he was still being blocked by this group.

How did they see what happened upstairs?

His eyes shifted to an old man sitting by the door, drinking wine.

“It seems, senior, you deliberately wanted to cause me trouble.” Xu Ze said as he walked over, hands behind his back, frowning at the old man.

“Hahaha, Holy Son of the Heavenly Dark Sect, you’re so young, yet you possess such talent, strength, and status. Why fear trouble?” The old man stroked his beard and laughed heartily. He poured a cup of wine and tossed it to Xu Ze.

“No need. I don’t drink wine from strangers.” Xu Ze replied coldly, with a wave of his hand sending the cup of wine back, landing precisely on the table.

Though the exchange seemed simple, the cultivators present, many of them powerful, could sense the profound energy imbued in that single cup of wine. If an ordinary cultivator had tried to catch it, the cup would have shattered in their hand, humiliating them in front of everyone.

“Impressive, impressive. I’m growing more and more fond of you.” The old man chuckled, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Xu Ze. “How about leaving the Heavenly Dark Sect and becoming my disciple? I’ll teach you all my life’s skills.”

Xu Ze’s expression remained unchanged, and without a word, he turned and left.

The group of cultivators hurriedly tried to follow him, hoping to build a connection. After all, a figure as legendary as the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dark Sect appearing before them was a rare opportunity, one they didn’t want to miss.

“Stop right there!”

“Take one more step, and don’t blame the Heavenly Dark Sect for showing no mercy!”

Before they could take more than a few steps, Xiao Yong stepped forward and shouted, his voice booming like thunder, shaking the ground.

The cultivators were all stunned by his voice, looking at him in shock.

“Nascent Soul realm?”

“I just realized the ten people following the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dark Sect are all in the Nascent Soul realm!”

“This is the power of the Heavenly Dark Sect? It’s terrifying.”

No one dared to follow them any further. The previously mysterious and enigmatic Heavenly Dark Sect had now left an indelible impression on everyone present.

As Xu Ze’s figure disappeared into the distance, the old man sighed in disappointment and shook his head helplessly.

…

“Holy Son Xu, who was that old man just now?” Gu Ling’er asked quietly, walking up beside Xu Ze as they continued down the road.

Xu Ze shook his head. “I don’t know. He’s probably an unknown master from the cultivation world.”

That old man had known Xu Ze’s identity and that his master was Leng Youran, yet he had still dared to speak so boldly. He must have had the strength to back up his words.

The cultivation world was vast and boundless. It wasn’t surprising that a few hidden experts would emerge after so many years. Xu Ze didn’t dwell on it and continued on his way.

The group soon arrived at the royal palace. After presenting their credentials, the palace guards immediately welcomed them warmly.

“This way, Holy Son Xu. Sect Master Leng has been waiting for you.”

The guards led them toward the inner palace. When they arrived at the entrance to the inner courtyard, the guards stopped Xu Ze’s companions and bowed to him.

“Holy Son Xu, beyond this point is the private residence of the imperial family. Only you are permitted to enter. We hope you understand.”

Xu Ze nodded, understanding the reasoning. Although the palace was now relatively empty following the emperor’s passing, it was still the imperial family’s private quarters. The empress mother, princesses, and even some palace maids still resided there, so it wasn’t appropriate for outsiders to enter freely.

“You all wait at the residence.” Xu Ze instructed, glancing at his group.

“Yes, Holy Son Xu.” Xiao Yong replied, clasping his hands in salute.

Standing aside, Gu Ling’er looked up, her small face under her hood showing a trace of reluctance. However, she knew this wasn’t the time to be willful, so she lowered her head and silently followed the others.

“This way.” The guard said respectfully, opening the gate to the inner courtyard.

Xu Ze glanced at him, sensing that the guard seemed a little too eager. Although he was the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dark Sect, the sect didn’t have that much influence in the Eastern Imperial, did it?

Even though Xu Ze was curious, he didn’t give it much thought and walked inside.

Led by the guards, he quickly arrived at the rear hall. As he pushed open the door, he immediately saw a familiar figure standing with her back to him in the hall.

The figure wore a light silk robe, her flawless white skin and graceful figure instantly captivating. Just a glance was enough to stir one’s imagination and desires.

Even Xu Ze couldn’t help but swallow hard for a moment.

Regaining his composure, Xu Ze clasped his hands and called out, “Master.”

There was no response.

Puzzled, Xu Ze raised his head and looked at Leng Youran. “Master?”

Still no response.

Xu Ze walked closer, raising his voice, “Master!”

Finally, Leng Youran slowly turned around.

Her face was as breathtaking as ever, but to Xu Ze’s surprise, her usually calm and cold expression was now clouded with worry, her eyebrows furrowed in distress. She was clearly trying to maintain her composure, but the deep concern in her eyes was impossible to hide.

“Ze’er…”

“My dear Ze’er!”

Before Xu Ze could react, his vision blurred, and the next thing he knew, he was enveloped in a cold, fragrant embrace.

“???”

Feeling the cool and soft sensation against his face, Xu Ze was utterly confused.

What kind of development was this?