Ah? The Magic Eye wants to see me, and Elder Dog agreed? Can I not go... Zhang Yuanqing was surprised, never expecting to have any dealings with the Magic Eye after everything was over. The lunatic had left a deep psychological shadow on him, and to be honest, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to see him.

"Why do I have to meet the Magic Eye King? I don't think I have any deep connection with the Magic Eye King," Zhang Yuanqing expressed his doubts. The Magic Eye King came to Songhai with the purpose of hunting down the Master of the Zhi Sha Palace, and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was just an addition.

The Magic Eye had no reason to "relentlessly pursue" him. Fu Qingyang calmly said, "Elder Dog inquired about the details of the Chu family's extermination, and the Magic Eye set a condition, specifically asking to see you by name. You can rest assured about safety, he is being held in the zoo, and his skills have been sealed. Elder Dog will also be watching from the sidelines." Specifically asking to see me by name? What merit and ability does this humble me have to attract the attention of the esteemed Magic Eye? Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, "If my safety can be guaranteed, then I can go see him." The details of the Chu family's extermination attracted him.

The Master, that stinky woman, was obsessed with the past of the Chu family's extermination.

Although the lunatic often teased him, he was actually quite good to him. Given this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should try. Hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing put on a duckbill cap and a mask, and quietly left the house.

Forty minutes later, he arrived at the Fu family's villa by taxi. An extended luxury car was already waiting at the entrance of the villa community. The car door slid open slowly, and Zhang Yuanqing approached quickly, slipping into the car.

Fu Qingyang, dressed in a white suit, with a handsome short ponytail, sat expressionless on the leather seat. "Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing greeted him and examined the luxurious interior of the car.

Fu Qingyang had many cars, and this was one of the few whose price he knew, with a price ranging from seven to nine million.

A car refrigerator, spacious and comfortable seats, a small table between the two seats with cigar cutters, spray gun lighters, high peptide cups, and soft blankets on the floor. The windows were all equipped with curtains, and when the back of the seat was lowered, it became a soft and comfortable bed. The handsome young master of the wealthy family played with a round-tipped, flat-tailed cigar in his hand, saying, "Let's go!" The luxurious car started smoothly, accelerating silkily, making people deeply feel the difference between a luxury car and an economy car.

Fu Qingyang picked up the drill-type cigar cutter on the small table, cut the round tip, and handed it over, "Want one?" Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand, "I don't smoke, and I don't smoke cigars either." He didn't mind smoking, but he felt that at his age, he wasn't at the point where he needed to smoke to relieve his troubles.

The only time he smoked was when he came out of the home of the captain of the forgotten name of the public security brigade with Kou Beiyue.

Fu Qingyang sneered, "If you don't smoke cigars, how can you be my Fu family's son-in-law, my Fu Qingyang's brother-in-law?" "I..." At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what expression to use to face Fu Qingyang's sneer, so he simply didn't have any expression. Fu Qingyang bit the cigar and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanqing understood, and quickly picked up the spray gun lighter on the small table and lit it for him. Fu Qingyang took the cigar, exhaling thick white smoke, and said, "Guan Ya has a fiancé."

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank as he lowered his head to light the cigar. He handed the cigar, which had turned red, over. Fu Qingyang took it, and as he exhaled thick white smoke, he said, "In the Lingjing family, the younger generation with high status and good looks usually have to accept the family's arrangements, or in other words, a marriage alliance. Only a few talented people can make their own decisions." Guan Ya had such an opportunity, but she gave it up. In response, she had to accept the family's arrangements. Her mother, my aunt, found her a fiancé." Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Is the other party also from a family within the Lingjing family, a family within the Five Elements Alliance, or a family of musicians and scholars?" Fu Qingyang shook his head, "It's a foreign family within the Lingjing family, and that family is very influential within the 'Punishers' organization." It was only then that Zhang Yuanqing remembered that the Fu family was a large multinational capital, with a huge industry in both domestic and overseas markets, and Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya had spent half of their childhood and adolescence abroad. Guan Ya was a mixed-blood, and her parents' generation should have had a foreigner, because as Fu Qingyang's cousin, he didn't have mixed-blood genes, so the bloodline of the grandfather's generation was pure.

"Punishers?" Zhang Yuanqing planned to look back and check the organization, asking, "What is Guan Ya's attitude towards this?" Fu Qingyang glanced at him, "Naturally, she is resistant. If she was satisfied with this marriage, would she still be playing ambiguous with you?" Being told by his cousin like this, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "So, it's a bit difficult to be my brother-in-law," Fu Qingyang said calmly.

Zhang Yuanqing pretended not to respond, thinking to himself, what kind of attitude is this? Is he trying to warn me, telling me not to attract his sister's attention? Or is he hinting at me, telling me to work harder? Or maybe he's just as conflicted himself?

Unconsciously, the luxury car drove away from the city, and the density of high-rise buildings suddenly decreased, while the number of factories gradually increased.

In this place, Songhai, both the urban and suburban areas were crowded, and the way to distinguish them was that the CBD area in the urban area was more numerous, while the suburban area was full of factories. After another half hour, even the factories were fewer, and the elevated roads and undeveloped areas replaced the residential buildings and factories.Finally, the luxury car stopped outside a zoo. This zoo had an old-fashioned electric gate, and the ticket booth at the entrance looked worn and old. A standing stone at the entrance bore the words "Zoo" in red paint that was flaking off. The two men got out of the car, and Fu Qingyang stood at the entrance, looking at the dark and silent zoo, and said, "Before we go in, there are a few rules you need to pay attention to. First, do not say the word 'animal.' Second, if you see a rabbit coming over, do not pay any attention to it. Third, if a staff member comes to ask you questions, pay attention to their uniform. Do not respond to staff in black uniforms, absolutely do not respond. For staff in blue uniforms, you should say: 'I'm fine, I don't need help.'" Zhang Yuanqing was initially stunned, then seemed to understand something, and hesitated, "This zoo is...?" Fu Qingyang nodded, "It's a rule-based artifact of a dominating level. During the day, it's asleep, and the rules don't have to be followed, so the zoo is open to visitors. After dusk, everyone must leave." A dominating level rule-based artifact was almost the ceiling of the spiritual world, or at least close to it. Speaking of which, the entire zoo was an artifact?... Zhang Yuanqing said, "I've got it."

Fu Qingyang walked up to the electric gate and said, "Open!" The electric gate actually started and slowly slid open.

Fu Qingyang strode into the park, and Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly followed suit. As he passed through the electric gate and entered the zoo, he suddenly felt a faint sense of being watched, descending from the obscure depths. He abruptly stopped, looked up, and saw the night sky dark and lightless, vast and distant, with no sign of movement. "What's wrong?" Fu Qingyang stopped and looked back.

Who is watching me? It shouldn't be an illusion... Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said, "I feel like someone is watching me." He pointed at the sky.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingyang glanced at the sky, pondered for a few seconds, and said indifferently, "Don't mind it!" The two walked along the spacious main road, with dim yellow street lamps on both sides. The lamps were not very powerful, and the distance between each lamp was about four to five meters, causing the weak lamps to only cast circular patches of light directly below. The darkness was quiet between the lamps.

This is like a classic scene from a horror movie, no, compared to a dominating level rule-based artifact, supernatural elements are nothing... Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself, and Fu Qingyang's tall figure in a white suit gave him a great sense of security. This young master was calm, powerful, and always so confident.

After walking for about five minutes, a fork in the road appeared ahead with a signpost. The sign had a lion on it.

Fu Qingyang turned into the fork, leading the way. Zhang Yuanqing followed him into the path leading to the lion's area, and just then, a fleeting voice came from behind, "Do you need help?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked back and saw a figure in a black uniform standing in the halo of the street lamp, wearing a cap with the brim casting a shadow over the face. Staff in black uniforms, should not be responded to... Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned his head and quickened his pace to catch up with Fu Qingyang.

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Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing did not respond, the figure under the street lamp became anxious and quickly followed, the voice becoming more ethereal, questioning, "Do you need help?" Hearing the footsteps of the staff in black uniforms approaching, Zhang Yuanqing almost wanted to run away, but remembering Fu Qingyang's instructions, he forced himself to stay calm, not to respond, not to pay any attention. The footsteps got closer and closer, about to reach him from behind, then eerily disappeared.

Gone? Zhang Yuanqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, when suddenly, a whisper came to his ear, "You're here, you've finally come to see me~" Who's talking? Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill down his spine, his muscles tensed in response, and he discreetly scanned his surroundings. The street lamps were dim, and the silhouettes of vegetation and rockeries lurked in the darkness, silent. Fu Qingyang ahead said indifferently, "Don't look around, keep walking!" Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, cleared his mind of all distractions, and followed closely behind Fu Qingyang. Fortunately, nothing strange happened after that.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the lion's area. Through the tall iron fence, Zhang Yuanqing saw a spacious yard with only one white lion, lazily lying on the central platform. It had a sleek and strong build, with beautiful white mane, exuding the majesty of the king of the grasslands.

The white lion's gaze was deep, quietly watching the two "visitors" through the iron fence.

In a cell next to the lion's area, Zhang Yuanqing saw the Demon Eye King, who was embedded in an indoor camphor tree, with his hands, feet, and lower body as if grown into the tree. The camphor tree was not tall, but its trunk was thick and gnarled, with lush branches and vines hanging down.

A curly-haired Teddy sat squatting under the tree.

Seeing the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign enter, the Demon Eye King's eyes lit up.

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