Chapter 163-Look Who’s Under the Bed Now

Although all the members of the [Dark Player Support Group] wore the "Ring of the Dead" gifted by Nether Butterfly, these rings were made from the black crystals at the bottom of the River of the Dead. Each black crystal varied in shape and luster, so every Ring of the Dead looked distinctly different.

This led to a problem: if two people both wore a Ring of the Dead, they might not be able to recognize each other's rings.

That's also why Lie Lie didn't notice the Ring of the Dead on Bai Yueling's finger.

At this moment, Lie Lie was seated properly on the sofa in the lord's manor hall, looking like a quiet, well-mannered young girl on the surface, but in reality, she was furiously messaging in the group chat.

[Scarlet: Hey, don't go silent! The Priest Heroine is way cuter than you—her chest is big and soft, her butt is round and perky, and with her beautiful looks and sweet personality, you can tell at a glance she'd make the perfect wife and mother.]

Pfft!

Suddenly, Zijingyue, who was sitting nearby, let out a soft laugh, her lips curving up despite herself.

Shadow Night asked in confusion, "What's so funny?"

"Sorry, it's nothing."

Zijingyue gently covered her mouth, casually glancing at Lie Lie beside her.

Shadow Night tilted her head but didn't say anything else.

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Meanwhile, the steward was still enthusiastically introducing Bai Yueling to their lord.

"People always say the Lord only indulges in pleasures, but what they don't know is that the Lord is also exceptionally talented in the field of 'art.'"

As the steward chatted away, she led Bai Yueling to a corridor.

Both sides of the walls were filled with exquisite works of art: paintings, sculptures, poetry, sheet music. At every piece, the steward would introduce it to Bai Yueling.

"This is a work the Lord painted at age six, using only white and red pigments. It embodies the essence of XXXX..."

The steward recited a string of obscure and profound-sounding interpretations, like reading comprehension answers, while Bai Yueling nodded continuously, replying from time to time with: "Mm," "That's right," "Makes sense."

On the surface, she looked like she was listening intently, but in truth, her mind had long since drifted into the group chat.

Looking at Lie Lie's unabashed praise of the "Priest Heroine" in the group, Bai Yueling couldn't help but tug at the corner of her mouth, unsure what to say.

This Red Dragon Princess really is... "passionate." But we've only just met for less than an hour, so why is she already praising me to the skies?

Was it because I helped her out earlier, or are all Red Dragons this straightforward and bold?

[Amethyst: Scarlet, aren't you being a bit too blunt?]

[Pure White: Exactly. You've never even seen me—how do you know I'm not as cute as that Priest Heroine?]

[Scarlet: Heh, I don't need to see you to know. You're definitely a gloomy, anti-social, flat-chested dumb loli. I can feel your thick, tangible NEET vibes through the screen. Compared to the Priest Heroine, you don't even come close.]

Anti-social... NEET... flat-chested?

Bai Yueling fell silent.

To some extent, Lie Lie's guesses weren't wrong—except for the flat-chested part.

But... that "you don't even come close to the Priest Heroine"—was that supposed to be serious?

If I were to walk up to her later and say: I'm Pure White from the group, what kind of face would Lie Lie make?

At that moment, Nether Butterfly chimed in:

[Ink Black: That's true.]

[Pure White: True your sister! You know what I look like!]

[Scarlet: If even Nether Butterfly says so, then I must be right—Pure White, you're definitely a flat-chested dumb loli!]

Lie Lie, sitting primly on the sofa, trembled slightly, as happy as a child who just won a "try again" bottle cap, itching to jump up and cheer.

Just then, Danqing spoke up:

[Danqing: So, can anyone tell me why Xiao Bai ran off to Songyuan City?]

[Scarlet: Xiao Bai?]

[Danqing: Yep.]

Seeing this, Lie Lie paused, her face gradually turning to disbelief.

[Scarlet: Danqing, what do you mean? Are you saying Pure White is the Priest Heroine?]

[Danqing: No, "Xiao Bai" is just a nickname for the Priest Heroine. It has nothing to do with Miss Pure White.]

[Scarlet: I see... whew, you scared me to death.]

Lie Lie let out a long sigh, cold sweat breaking out.

If Pure White in the group really was the Priest Heroine, then everything she just said... would be a one-woman comedy skit! Without her, this year's New Year Gala couldn't even make dumplings!

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

That Pure White in the group is obviously some gloomy troublemaker—how could she possibly compare to the beautiful and kind Priest Heroine?

You say they're the same person? Nonsense! How could such ridiculous things happen in real life?

Yet, the naive Red Dragon Princess Lie Lie had no idea... the beautiful and kind Priest Heroine she admired was already, in the shadows of her heart, plotting how to scheme against this "big sister."

Bai Yueling glanced at the group chat, watching Lie Lie's panic and her visible relief after the misunderstanding was cleared, and couldn't help but show a sly smile.

This big sister seems a bit silly—she's the easily handled type.

I really want to see what face she'll make when my identity is finally revealed.

At this moment, the steward suddenly asked, "Priest Heroine, are you listening?"

Bai Yueling quickly closed the chat window and put on an attentive face. "Of course, I've been listening to your introduction all along."

Yeah, right.

The steward asked, "Then, what do you think of this painting the Lord did at age fourteen?"

Bai Yueling glanced at it and replied without hesitation, "It's magnificent and ingenious! Every brushstroke is etched in my heart, every color dances like a sprite—if it were shown to the world, it would surely shock everyone and leave a brilliant mark in art history!"

"Oh my, the Priest Heroine truly has a discerning eye!"

The steward instantly beamed, not expecting Bai Yueling to praise it at such a high level.

"It's just a pity the Lord isn't interested in worldly affairs, so people only know her as a pleasure-seeking lord and don't realize she has outstanding artistic talent."

"Mm-hmm, that's right." Bai Yueling smiled on the surface, but in her heart, she was already muttering: What the heck, you actually believe me just because I praised you twice? I could grab any art major from my high school studio, and they'd paint better than your lord!

Leaving the art-filled corridor, Bai Yueling continued to follow the steward.

They walked through the narrow corridor, seeing one little maid after another in white stockings, each with a mop or broom, cleaning different parts of the castle.

Strangely, Bai Yueling felt that all these maids moved rather stiffly, their motions mechanical as if they had been drilled countless times, their faces expressionless, as if they were born cold.

Bai Yueling couldn't help but ask, "Have these maids received some special training?"

"Yes, they're all young girls recruited from Songyuan City. The Lord is very strict with the maids—they must go through a month of rigorous training, and only those who pass can become maids."

"What about those who don't pass?"

"Haha, of course, they're sent home! It's not like the Lord eats them, right?"

The steward stopped in front of a large door, bowed to Bai Yueling, then gently opened it.

"Please come in, Priest Heroine. The Lord is waiting for you inside."

Bai Yueling glanced into the room, but the first thing she saw wasn't the lord.

It was a somewhat familiar face.

And that person, upon seeing Bai Yueling at the door, was also taken aback.

Oh my—

Isn't that Her Highness Princess Vicky, the Third Princess who was eavesdropping under the bed last night?