503 Infernal Affairs
Huanhuan nodded in agreement.
The prophet said, “Xing Chen is not easy to deal with. Not only is he strong, but he’s also extreme in his ways. If you anger him, he’ll probably destroy your body.”
To Xing Chen, he would rather destroy her than give away what he liked.
Huanhuan’s face was filled with worry. “Then what should I do?”
“You can’t use force against Xing Chen. You have to use soft tactics.”
Huanhuan was slightly stunned. “What do you mean?”
“I’ll help you create an opportunity to get close to Xing Chen. After you’re resurrected, you have to help me do something.”
“What is it?”
“After you’re resurrected, you have to find a way to gain Xing Chen’s trust and kill him.”
Huanhuan: “…”
The prophet said it casually, but it was like a thunderclap in Huanhuan’s ears, scaring her.
She pointed at her nose in disbelief. “You want me to kill Xing Chen? How is that possible?!”
“You have to believe in yourself.”
“But you said before that Xing Chen can’t be killed.”
The prophet said, “It’s true that others can’t kill him, but you can.”
No matter how Huanhuan thought about it, she felt that this matter was too crazy.
“Even with my current demigod body, I might not be able to kill Xing Chen, let alone with my previous weak body. Killing Xing Chen is simply a fantasy!”
The prophet lifted her chin and leaned close to her face. “As long as you do as I say, you’ll definitely succeed in killing Xing Chen.”
Seeing his handsome face so close, Huanhuan involuntarily relaxed.
She murmured, “But if Xing Chen finds out, I…”
“I’ll get Little Brat to go with you. If you’re in danger, Little Brat will protect you,” the prophet said slowly. “Killing Xing Chen is a condition for saving Little Brat. Now that Little Brat is back, you won’t go back on your word, right?”
At this point, Huanhuan knew that she had no choice.
She slumped her shoulders and sighed. “Alright, I’ll do as you say.”
The prophet let go of her chin and gently stroked her head. “Good girl.”
“What should I do?”
The prophet stroked the small ball made from animal bones in his hand. “I’ve already prepared the plan. I’ll start implementing it soon. This process might make you suffer a little. I hope you can survive it.”
…
When Huanhuan returned to the bedroom, she was in a daze.
The prophet had told her the entire plan just now.
To be honest, the chances of the plan succeeding were very high, but just the thought of living in the demon race for a long time and playing the role of an undercover agent beside Xing Chen made her feel like she was dreaming.
Bai Di and Xue Ling were not in the house. Little Brat crawled out of bed. He was wearing a small dress made of snow velvet rabbit skin. He looked furry and very cute.
He looked up and saw Huanhuan’s dejected expression. He couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”
Huanhuan sat down and casually scooped it up. She hugged it and asked casually, “Have you watched Infernal Affairs?”
“I have.”
Huanhuan smiled bitterly. “I’m going to the demons’ place soon to stage a beast version of Infernal Affairs.”
Little Brat thought for a moment and quickly reacted. “What did the prophet say to you?”
“He asked me to go undercover in the demon race and find a chance to kill Xing Chen.”
Little Brat immediately exploded. “Is he crazy? He actually asked you to do such a dangerous thing! With your strength, you’ll immediately be eaten by him!”
He paused and quickly asked, “Don’t tell me you agreed to him?”
Huanhuan stroked the soft rabbit fur he was wearing. “Yes.”
Little Brat jumped up and slapped her forehead. “Are you stupid?!”
Huanhuan hugged her head and said aggrievedly, “Previously, I begged the prophet to save you. The prophet made a condition and killing Xing Chen is the condition. I’ve already agreed to it.”
“So what if you’ve agreed?! Anyway, I’m back now. You can go back on your word now!”
Huanhuan clicked her tongue. “It’s not good for me to go back on my word, right?”
“This concerns your life. You can’t hesitate when it’s time to go back on your word!” Little Brat jumped to the ground. “If you can’t bring yourself to do it, I’ll help you tell him. He’s just being shameless. Besides, I’m a great master!”
Huanhuan: “…”
Although she was touched, she wanted to complain about this guy’s shamelessness.
Without hesitation, Little Brat turned around and ran out.
When he found the prophet, he was still sitting in the hall, holding the small ball made from animal bones in his hand. His gaze passed through the shark silk veil and landed on the wind chimes hanging at the door. No one knew what he was thinking.
Little Brat stood in front of him and placed his hands on his hips. “You can’t let Huanhuan go to the demons!”
The prophet said, “If she doesn’t go, no one can kill Xing Chen.”
“Why do you have to kill Xing Chen? Do you think the entire demon race will disappear as long as you kill him? Can the beast continent be peaceful forever?!”
The prophet remained calm in the face of Little Brat’s series of questions. “He was the one who opened that door back then. Only by killing him can that door be closed.”
“This is all just your guess!”
“It’s not just a guess. I saw that door with these eyes. I also saw the future of the beast continent. If we don’t close that door, the beast continent will definitely be plunged into misery and suffering in the future.”
Little Brat was furious. “So you plan to sacrifice Huanhuan?!”
“With you protecting her, she won’t be sacrificed.”
“Really?” Little Brat looked up at his face. “Then tell me, do your eyes see Huanhuan’s future? Is she living well in the future?”
The prophet said nothing.
His fingers involuntarily tightened around the ball made from animal bones. His pale lips were pursed into a tight line.
There was a long silence before he said, “I can’t see her future.”
This answer was beyond Little Brat’s expectations.
Little Brat was stunned. “How? You could clearly see her future before. Why can’t you see it now?”
The prophet fell silent again.
This time, he waited for a long time without speaking again.
However, Little Brat sensed the reason from his attitude.
“Your eyes can only see the future of others, but not your own fate. If Huanhuan’s future becomes entangled with yours, you won’t be able to see her future clearly… Is that so?”
The prophet still said nothing.
Little Brat knew that he had tacitly agreed.
“You’re really…” Little Brat thought for a long time but couldn’t think of a suitable word.
After a long silence, the prophet finally said, “I don’t know what her future will be like. I can only ask you to protect her.”
Little Brat shook the leaves on his head in frustration. “F*ck! I’m just a clone. I can’t defeat that demon king Xing Chen.”
“You don’t have to kill him. You just have to help Huanhuan escape at the critical moment.”
