Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 289 Even gloating will get you watched.

As Lu Chusheng and A Yuan descended the stairs one after the other, Lu Chusheng's gaze unconsciously drifted toward Yu Shijiu, who was closest to Mr. Xiao.

After visually estimating the distance between Yu Shijiu and Mr. Xiao, Lu Chusheng couldn't help but frown.

Being targeted by game NPCs is not a good thing.

So far, Yu Shijiu has been targeted by two—no, four—NPCs.

Besides the murdered young master and young lady, the butler was also quite concerned about Yu Shijiu, not to mention Mr. Xiao at this moment... and even the deceased madam...

Lu Chusheng's heart started racing instantly.

He hadn't realized it in the afternoon, but now that he thought about it carefully, Yu Shijiu had offended almost every NPC in the game.

In other words, it's about distinguishing between what's more important and what's less important.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He sighed inwardly.

Little madman.

Lu Chusheng cursed inwardly. But he also knew that the other party didn't care at all that he was being targeted by NPCs/monsters.

While Lu Chusheng still had time to worry about others, A Yuan wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

Room number eight.

Just thinking about that number makes A-Yuan's heart tremble with fear.

Mr. Xiao wanted a new "wife"... and when he mentioned room number eight, even the dumbest person could guess what he was implying.

No, does Mr. Xiao consider the gender when choosing a wife?!

Neither he nor Lu Chusheng looked like a delicate and frail "madam" at all!

A Yuan was terrified and, in a daze, followed Lu Chusheng to find a seat, not noticing that Lu Chusheng was sitting too close to Mr. Xiao.

Lu Chusheng didn't hesitate and sat down right next to Yu Shijiu.

A-Yuan, belatedly realizing that he was less than a meter away from Mr. Xiao, was speechless.

His hands, hidden under the tablecloth, trembled even more violently, and even his head began to ache.

Lan Ping and Qi Weitao came down a little later.

When the two saw A-Yuan, they instinctively walked over and sat down next to him, but A-Yuan was still immersed in fear and didn't notice.

Lan Ping and Qi Weitao: "..."

The latter shook his head slightly at Lanping, and Lanping could only suppress the urge to talk to Ayuan.

They were too close to Mr. Xiao.

This distance makes it impossible for them to even communicate.

Why did Ah Yuan choose to sit in this spot?

Lan Ping and Qi Weitao walked down, which was incomprehensible.

When He Lingling and Xu Han came down, they saw Yu Shijiu and Mr. Xiao chatting happily (not really), Lu Chusheng staring silently, A Yuan sweating profusely, and the rest of the other players who were restless and had teeth in their butts.

He Lingling: "..."

She felt that the situation at the dinner table was a bit strange, so she secretly grabbed Xu Han's arm as he was walking forward.

"Let's sit further away."

He Lingling had an expression that said, "Listen to me, I'll never go wrong," and said, "To prevent the fire from burning us."

Xu Han: "..."

He was still a little confused, but he was very obedient and slowly followed He Lingling toward the dining table.

Finally, she sat in the spot that He Lingling had carefully chosen—a spot far from Mr. Xiao but with a clear view of the whole situation.

Having confirmed that her location was relatively well-hidden, He Lingling silently gave herself a thumbs up.

The young master and young lady were the last two to appear together.

The former's eyes widened when he saw Yu Shijiu sitting in the seat closest to his father.

"Father!"

The young master couldn't help but shout it out.

"He is a guest—"

"elder brother."

The resurrected lady's face was still pale, no, it should be said that it was even paler.

Her face in the candlelight was so white it looked like a paper effigy, and her bloodless lips moved like the opening and closing of a pale, cracking worm.

"Nineteen can sit next to Father, so it must be Father's permission."

The young master's face was ugly and twisted.

For a moment, Lu Chusheng felt that the other party wanted to kill Yu Shijiu.

Although Yu Shijiu didn't care.

Mr. Xiao seemed oblivious to the conflict that had arisen between his son and daughter over an outsider. After everyone had arrived, he stood up politely.

"children."

Mr. Xiao smiled and said, "Please allow me to address you as such. I have been sponsoring you since you were teenagers. I can see you grow every day, and I increase the amount of my sponsorship every year to help with your lives and studies..."

"..."

Mr. Xiao spoke at length, which was quite overwhelming, before finally getting to the point.

"...Of course, I thought about this banquet for a very long time before finally deciding to invite you all to attend."

"Please forgive me," Mr. Xiao's eyes suddenly reddened, and he took off his glasses to wipe the corners of his eyes, as if he were crying.

“My wife met with misfortune last night. Although I trust you all, I have to think about this more. So, I have decided to find a new wife for me.”

Players: "..."

The players who had heard Mr. Xiao speak that afternoon looked at him with strange expressions.

As soon as Mr. Xiao finished speaking, several gloating and amused glances fell on Lu Chusheng and A Yuan.

The former had no expression, and even looked down at the roses on the table in front of him, as if he wanted to pick them up and take a look.

Yes, Yu Shijiu has already picked it up, so there shouldn't be any problems.

A Yuan was suddenly surrounded by so many gazes, and his brain started to throb, making him feel like he was about to faint.

He could sense that many people in front of him were looking at him like he was a dead man.

If one of the players in bedroom number eight has to die, Lu Chusheng will definitely not die; therefore, the one who dies will be himself.

A Yuan was emotionally devastated, but she didn't want to die.

"Yeah, yeah," one player said, adopting a "not my problem" attitude.

"Mr. Xiao, you are still so young, it's perfectly reasonable for you to find another wife!"

"That's right, Mr. Xiao is successful in his career and has a happy family. There's no reason for him not to start a new family..."

"..."

There are many sounds like this, like "blah blah blah".

He Lingling remained very quiet. She looked at the players around her who couldn't hide their schadenfreude and snorted coldly.

Xu Han leaned closer to her, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

He Lingling said expressionlessly, "I just wanted to laugh when I saw a few idiots gloating over their own smugness."

Xu Han: "?"

He scratched his head in confusion, uttered an "ah," but still didn't understand what exactly He Lingling meant by "idiot"—

Could it be these players who echoed Mr. Xiao?

Sitting next to Xu Han was the same couple from before. The female player clearly noticed something and sneered as she whispered:

"How stupid! Didn't you see how contorted the young master's expression was when he looked at them?"

Which wealthy family's child would be happy to have more people fighting over their family fortune?

Even horror games have to follow this concept, okay?

The male player remained silent, bowing his head, silently praying for the few players who had spoken up.

You will suffer the consequences if you do evil.