Song Jinshi was afraid that he would be unable to leave if he delayed any longer, so he wanted to press his handprint to leave immediately, but he found there was no dye.
He hesitated for a moment and then firmly took out a small knife, slicing it across his finger.
Blood quickly streamed out.
At the same time, tears of pain slipped from the corners of his eyes. He was already afraid of pain, and combined with his sensitive constitution, this single cut had drained him of all his courage.
He immediately pressed his handprint.
Song Jinshi had initially thought that Wei Xun would stop them, but he unexpectedly managed to complete this series of actions without any interference.
At that moment, Wei Xun looked at him with an obscure expression.
His little wife was most afraid of pain, yet at this moment, she had unhesitatingly harmed herself to leave him.
He had always known that his memory was incomplete, but because of his little wife, he had never thought of trying to regain those memories; as long as he remembered her, that was enough.
But now, it was clear that the memories he had lost had become his greatest obstacle.
Forget it, let him leave for now. Once he regains his memories, he certainly won’t let go again.
Wei Xun watched helplessly as Song Jinshi and the others disappeared from his sight.
Then, the bright surroundings suddenly darkened.
The entire villa was wrapped in red silk threads.
He didn’t know how much time passed.
The silk threads receded like a tide.
The villa gradually vanished, leaving only Wei Xun behind.
He chuckled softly, the sound cold and deep.
“So it was like this. My dear wife, it turns out you are a player. Husband will come to find you right away.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the instance suddenly closed.
A new message popped up on the large screen in the player center.
“Instance inheritance has been permanently closed.”
Many players saw this message and began discussing it eagerly.
——“What’s going on? How can an instance close permanently? In the past, it was at most temporary closures.”
——“Is there anyone from this instance who can come forward to explain what happened?”
——“Normally, temporary closures happen when the instance NPC is severely damaged and the system needs time to repair before reopening. A permanent closure means that a key NPC or boss must have suffered permanent death, right?”
——“Is it really that serious? Which big shot was playing this instance to permanently kill an NPC?”
Returning to the game center, Song Jinshi also saw this message.
“Assistant, why did the inheritance instance close permanently?”
The assistant didn’t reply immediately; after a few seconds, it responded, “Host, I found out that the boss of this instance has escaped. The instance came into existence because of the boss; now that the boss has run away, the instance naturally ceases to exist.”
“Is the boss of this instance that woolly monster?”
“No, host. It’s Wei Xun.”
“Wei Xun?”
“Oh no, he wouldn’t have escaped to come find me, would he? After all, with Lin Yansheng as a cautionary tale, he might very well do the same.”
But now, worrying about that didn’t seem useful; the more pressing issue was how to face someone appearing in his home.
He anxiously paced back and forth on a small path beside the player center.
“What should I do, what should I do!”
“Is Xiao Shi worried about facing punishment?”
“How did you know? Let me tell you, Sui Han is simply—”
Song Jinshi turned his head, wanting to complain about Sui Han’s perversions.
But he froze in place upon seeing the person behind him, his words stopping short, his expression frozen in a mix of worry and slight reproach.
“What’s wrong with Sui Han?”
Chapter 38: The Player Base!
Song Jinshi quickly changed his tone, his expression transforming into flattery.
“Sui Han is too good-looking!”
“However, Immortal, what brings you here?”
Song Jinshi cautiously asked the man before him.
He genuinely feared him because his methods of punishment were far too numerous! He always ended up in a mess.
“If I hadn’t come, how would I know that the Demon Lord is actually in this identity?”
Song Jinshi awkwardly smiled at Sui Han.
His peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
It was He Zhou!
He was still searching for something, and Song Jinshi knew without thinking that he was looking for him.
At this moment, he couldn’t care less about explaining to Sui Han or worrying about whether he would punish him; the most important thing was to run before He Zhou found him.
So, Song Jinshi grabbed Sui Han’s arm and ran toward his home.
While running, he didn’t forget to have the assistant check if He Zhou was following them.
Not until they ran back home and closed the door did Song Jinshi lean heavily against the wall, breathing hard.
In contrast, Sui Han, who had been running along with Song Jinshi, still remained unruffled, not even slightly out of breath.
He raised a hand to tilt Song Jinshi’s chin, his tone cold, “Why are you running?”
Song Jinshi was forced to look up at the man, his soft lips slightly parted.
Sui Han could even feel the warmth of his breath.
His hand trembled slightly.
He hadn’t touched him in a long time, so long that it made him think everything that had happened before was merely a dream.
Song Jinshi stared at the man, having no intention of answering his question.
In the end, it was Sui Han who relented first, releasing him.
“Tell me what’s going on. Don’t think about deceiving me, or I won’t hesitate to use a little trick.”
Song Jinshi shuddered all over.
He recalled the experiences of the past.
He concealed certain things, not mentioning that he had entered the instance to conquer others, nor did he say what troubles he had caused in these two instances.
He only briefly explained the game’s situation and that he had returned to complete a task to go home, which led him back to the instance.
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