The Protagonist is Always Intimidating Me - Chapter 39

“…Lan Wei?”

“Hmph!” Lan Wei sneered with disdain. “Of course, a little nobody like you hasn’t even heard of my famous name…”

Bai Meng turned to look at Mo Jiuge, still slightly stunned.

“…Didn’t you say he was dead?”

“……”

Lan Wei fell silent, saying nothing more.

“…Alright, Captain, that’s not what matters now. Do you hear the sound of the guards outside?” Mo Jiuge wearily stroked the blades strapped to his wrist. It seemed there was no avoiding a bloody fight this time…

“Hmm, it seems the critical moment has arrived. The organization needs me!”

Bai Meng shouted righteously, “A-ha!”

Mo Jiuge: “……”

My little ancestor! Could you stop messing around?!

Bai Meng raised his foot and stomped down hard…

—Thud—

Starting from the spot where Bai Meng’s foot struck the stone floor, cracks spread outward like a spiderweb. With another stomp, the ground beneath him gave way, collapsing.

Mo Jiuge: “……”

Lan Wei: “……”

Beneath them was a dark, bottomless pit, with the sound of wind echoing up from within. Bai Meng crouched down to examine the tunnel and smiled in satisfaction.

“Good thing I was smart enough to dig this tunnel in advance!” Bai Meng wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead, looking quite pleased.

“Let’s go!”

Both Mo Jiuge and Lan Wei appeared dazed. At Bai Meng’s prompt, they instinctively jumped down, with Bai Meng following last. Before leaving, he glanced around the room’s decor. Without hesitation, he tipped over a delicate lotus-shaped lantern, watching as flames spread across the room, gradually consuming everything.

“…Guess there’s no need to come back here.”

Bai Meng murmured, the orange-red glow of the flames casting shadows across his pale face. The usual brightness in his dark eyes now reflected a crimson core from the heart of the fire, and the upward curve of his lips gave his typically soft and innocent face an eerie allure.

“As for Feng Qingxuan and Feng Suiling… I’ll let you squirm a bit longer.”

With that, Bai Meng leapt down without looking back, leaving the bright flames above to turn everything in Xingge Tower to ashes.

After landing, Bai Meng casually pulled out a firestarter from his pocket, the flickering flame quickly illuminating the area around them. Mo Jiuge and Lan Wei said nothing, their expressions conflicted as they watched Bai Meng leading the way.

From the start, Mo Jiuge had been in a mental daze, and only after a long silence did he manage to find his voice. With difficulty, he asked, “…How long ago did you do this?”

“…Not too long ago~” Bai Meng thought back, “By the time we first met, this tunnel was already finished.”

Mo Jiuge: “……”

Mo Jiuge: “…Back then, you had only just started following the Hall Master…” So, you’d already thought this far ahead?!

“Can’t help it~” Bai Meng smiled innocently. “I’m just that smart!”

Mo Jiuge: “……”

Lan Wei: “……”

“Wait! What’s with the silence from you two? Explain yourselves!”

In truth, Bai Meng had only started preparing this escape route on the day he’d first seen the faintly glowing sigil on the back of his hand, right after Mo Hankui had reverted to his serpent form.

There was no grand foresight involved—just a desire to see that person free from any threats. So, he had quietly paved the way, disguising it all with a casual joke about his cleverness.