In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 312: The Feigned Death Plan

Xie Yunlan could not help but feel a growing sense of approval toward Yue Mingxuan as the master.

Such a fearless personality was indeed remarkable.

Although he did not know how Yue Mingxuan had obtained the jade bracelet, if Yue Mingxuan were to lead Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall, at the very least, Xie Yunlan would be completely convinced.

It doesn’t matter where, since the original Prince Yue is already dead.

Thinking this, Yue Mingxuan removed all the disguise materials from his face.

Since he was going to be "reborn," he might as well do so beautifully.

If he kept his previous appearance, it would be far too easy for others to recognize him.

Therefore, he decided to reveal his true face.

However, he still needed to prepare masks, just in case he was exposed, he would still have a way to escape.

Anyone familiar with him could likely recognize him just by his figure alone.

He had always concealed his true appearance and now it was finally proving useful.

"Are you out of your mind? With such a beautiful face, why would you hide it?"

When Xie Yunlan saw Yue Mingxuan’s real face for the first time, his reaction was surprisingly similar to Gongsun Xing’s.

However, Yue Mingxuan just smiled and said, "What, doesn’t Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall have intelligence on that?"

"It’s not considered important information, so no." Xie Yunlan shrugged. "No one has ever come to ask whether your appearance was truly that ugly, so Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall doesn’t have any records on it. But we could add it."

When Yue Mingxuan heard this, he lowered his head slightly and said, "You... Go make the preparations. I’m going to fake my own death!"

"Ah... got it—" Xie Yunlan watched Yue Mingxuan’s reaction and found it rather amusing.

This man had clearly witnessed his close friend die right before his eyes, yet he could still maintain such composure.

That alone was quite remarkable.

It was just a pity for Prince Qing who had died to save him.

Of course, this piece of information was not something Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall would sell.

In the past, it might not have mattered.

But now that Yue Mingxuan was the master of Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall, so any information concerning him would naturally no longer be for sale.

Even though Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall dealt in intelligence, it still had its own rules.

Otherwise, it would never have grown into what it was today.

"Faking your own death doesn’t actually require much preparation. Just a coffin will do. I wonder... do you dare to lie inside?" Xie Yunlan said with a grin as he brought a specially made coffin before Yue Mingxuan.

"What is there to be afraid of?"

Not to mention a coffin even if it were a morgue, Yue Mingxuan would grit his teeth and lie in it now.

As long as he could escape Beirong, any method would do.

He truly did not want to remain here any longer.

Beirong felt like a devouring hell.

The scenes from the imperial palace were still vivid in his mind.

Yue Mingxuan felt that if he did not escape, he would not live much longer.

"Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall has branches all across the world, though Beirong is its headquarters. No matter where you go, as long as they see this jade bracelet, they will naturally recognize you as their master."

This was the first time Xie Yunlan spoke to Yue Mingxuan in such a serious tone.

"So in other words, no matter where I run, I still can’t escape the responsibility of being the master, is that it?" Yue Mingxuan interpreted his words differently.

"If you want to see it that way, I can’t really argue." Xie Yunlan shrugged. "Indeed, being the master of Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall isn’t exactly an easy role."

"If I give you this jade bracelet now, is it still not too late?" Yue Mingxuan said half-jokingly.

Xie Yunlan did not respond.

He simply moved the coffin closer to Yue Mingxuan.

Understanding his intentions, Yue Mingxuan stepped forward and entered it.

The coffin had been custom made for him, so it fit perfectly.

As he lay inside, Yue Mingxuan could not quite describe what he was feeling.

His technique for faking death could only last for two days and two nights.

That meant he would still need to remain conscious while lying inside the coffin during that time.

Fortunately, Xie Yunlan was not foolish.

He had made ventilation holes in the coffin and prepared dry rations and water for Yue Mingxuan, which he stored in his jade bracelet.

At the very least, he would not starve or die of thirst inside.

"In the next few days, I’ll send you into the imperial palace of Beirong. As for how many days you’ll remain buried, that won’t be easy to endure. Take care of yourself," Xie Yunlan warned.

Yue Mingxuan nodded.

Of course he understood.

But for now, there was no better option.

"Alright... let’s go."

Yue Mingxuan felt the coffin being lifted.

It was as though he were drifting and swaying gently in a dark swing or perhaps being carried on a stretcher.

The sensation was strange. It was something that could not quite be put into words.

Before long, the news about the death of Prince Yue spread throughout the streets and alleys.

It was said that the one who discovered him was a minor official.

Upon recognizing that it was Prince Yue, he immediately had him placed into a coffin.

Of course, all of this had been fabricated by Xie Yunlan.

Yue Mingxuan’s "corpse" had been discarded along with the coffin.

Yue Mingxuan could not help but feel a bit regretful. Back then, in a moment of impulse, he had wiped away the disguise on his face, only to now hr have to reapply it all over again.

"Prince Yue is really dead?"

When he heard about the news, the Emperor of Beirong was greatly shocked.