Merchant From Earth in the Magical World-Chapter 445 - 371 Yan He_2

In the flames, a human form slowly coalesced, transitioning from blurry to clear. When the flames died down and the altar returned to its former state, Max stood at its center. He was no longer in his demonic form. Reverting to his human appearance, dressed in a proper suit, he carried himself like a nobleman who had stepped out of the Middle Ages.

Yan Xing, standing at the edge of the altar, could sense that this Max was no longer the real Max.

"Ah, the air... it truly is sweet!" Max, his expression now mirroring Kayron’s, took a deep breath, savoring this long-missed sensation.

Yan Xing asked, "Should I address you as Kayron now, or as Max?"

"Either is fine. After all, Kayron isn’t my real name either. But... call me Max; that is the identity of this body in this world, just like you are called Yan Xing."

Is this... considered possession? Yan Xing wondered. And Kayron, who is now Max, thinks I am also possessed. Could this be how beings from the Magic World enter the real world? There isn’t enough information to judge.

Yan Xing instructed Chui Chui to add this research topic to her task list. Then he extended his hand towards Max. "Welcome back, my friend."

Max stepped off the altar and shook Yan Xing’s hand. "Thank you, my friend. I promise, as long as you are genuine with me, I will be genuine with you."

Yan Xing smiled and placed the glass bottle containing the medium into Max’s hand. "Remember your promise to me. This world has its own direction of development, and in many aspects, it has far surpassed our world. We are mere participants here, not creators. This place needs no gods, nor prophets."

「...」

「In the manor’s great hall.」

Feng Tingyue, Tong Yitong, and the others were still anxiously waiting amidst the chaos. They didn’t know where Yan Xing had suddenly disappeared. Had he gone after the fleeing Max, or had he vanished as he often did, sometimes without contact for ten days or half a month?

Fortunately, the ten black-clad swordsmen Yan Xing had brought were still dutifully guarding every entrance to the great hall. The manor’s bodyguards had tried to approach but were easily fought off.

Lao Guan and Little Li were examining the bodies on the ground, gathering items that needed to be taken.

After a while, Yan Xing still hadn’t appeared.

Feng Tingyue asked Tong Yitong, "Can you get in touch with President Yan? We can’t stay here indefinitely. If local government officials come, it could lead to serious diplomatic incidents. And... the situation here isn’t fit for public exposure."

Baron Max was a very well-known, high-society figure here. Such a severe invasion of his manor would very likely attract the local police and military. Who knew what chaos would erupt when they saw a room full of monstrous corpses? At the very least, it would be difficult for their group to leave the country.

Tong Yitong stood beside a half-destroyed liquor cabinet, took a bottle of wine from it, and grabbed two wine glasses. Although the glasses were coated in soot and dust, Tong Yitong easily cleaned them with her control over water. She poured a glass of wine for Feng Tingyue and one for herself.

"Don’t worry," she said, "President Yan won’t abandon us here. He must be doing something very important. He’ll come for us when he’s done. All we need to do is wait."

Feng Tingyue took the wine glass from Tong Yitong but was in no mood to drink.

"I know President Yan will come for us, but how long must we wait? There are still many people in the manor. Bodyguards, servants... They must have called the police by now, and perhaps the military will arrive soon."

"So what if they call the police? So what if the military comes?" Tong Yitong said nonchalantly, sipping her wine. "We’re holding this place. Can they even get in? Don’t worry about things you can’t solve. Don’t take on responsibilities you can’t bear. Just do what we can."

Feng Tingyue paused to think. She’s right... If Yan Xing doesn’t come, my worrying is useless. All I can do now is protect this scene to the best of my ability and ensure nothing here falls into the hands of a third party.

She glanced at Lao Guan and Little Li, who were engrossed in their work. Field agents really don’t get sidetracked by idle speculation; they just focus on their tasks.

Resigned, Feng Tingyue joined Tong Yitong for a drink.

Just then, the sound of helicopters came from outside. Little Li immediately pulled his phone from his pocket and connected to the camera on the roof of their van.

"Military helicopters, four of them spotted. They’re circling above the manor... Manor security is guiding them to a landing spot. What do we do? Fight?"

Feng Tingyue replied decisively, "Fight! Don’t let anyone near this place!"

"Fight what? This is my manor. If it gets damaged, will you pay for it?"

Feng Tingyue looked towards the voice and saw Baron Max walking in through a gap in the wall. He was smiling as he surveyed the carnage in the great hall.

Feng Tingyue, Tong Yitong, and the others were shocked to see Baron Max return, especially since Yan Xing wasn’t with him. A bad premonition surged in their hearts. Could Yan Xing have met with some misfortune while chasing Max?

Tong Yitong put down her wine glass and moved forward, ready for battle. However, the ten black-clad swordsmen remained in place, showing no intention to fight.

Seeing Tong Yitong approach menacingly, a frosty mist condensing around her from the sheer cold she emanated, Max waved dismissively. "Yan Xing, you deal with your people. I’ll handle things outside. Tonight, I’m hosting a dinner party here. All of you are invited."

With that, Max abruptly vanished from the great hall.

What was going on? Everyone was stunned.

"Don’t be nervous. The matter here is resolved," Yan Xing, who had appeared in the hall at some unknown moment, said to the tense group. "Let’s find another room. This one’s too messy."

With that, Yan Xing pushed open a door and walked out. The four of them, still unsure what had happened, had no choice but to follow him out of the hall filled with corpses.

Yan Xing walked along the corridor, occasionally pushing open a door to peek inside. After finding a suitable room, he went in first.

"President Yan... what happened after you left? Why is Max no longer hostile towards us?" Tong Yitong asked, puzzled, as she followed him into the room.

This was the question Feng Tingyue, Lao Guan, and Little Li also desperately wanted answered. Their feud with Baron Max was no ordinary grudge; a room full of corpses wasn’t something that could be resolved by simply smiling and letting bygones be bygones.

Yan Xing sat on a sofa that faced the manor’s front courtyard. From there, they could see Max negotiating with the military personnel who had landed. Soon, the helicopters took off and departed. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Baron Max truly wielded great influence and power here; on his own territory, he was almost like a king.

Yan Xing replied, addressing not only Tong Yitong but also the other three and, by extension, their organizations, "Our investigation into the Witches’ Aid Society stops here. Digging any deeper will lead to consequences none of us can bear. Baron Max has promised me he won’t hold us accountable. We’ll leave after dinner. Let Baron Max handle things here."

Yan Xing’s response hardly satisfied the four of them. Tong Yitong might have been somewhat alright with it, but Feng Tingyue, Lao Guan, and Little Li had no way to explain this to their superiors.

In the video footage they had captured, Yan Xing had nearly annihilated the Witches’ Aid Society. Yet, just a short while later, Yan Xing and Max had returned on amicable terms.

What had they done outside? What had they discussed? What kind of deal could make Max set aside such a deep grudge, shake hands with Yan Xing, and even share pleasantries over drinks? This was too unreasonable! How would their company leaders view this? What would they think?

Feng Tingyue reminded him, "President Yan... where does the power of the Witches’ Aid Society come from? Is that power something even you can’t resist? You should still be careful of Max... I feel he’s even stronger than when he left. Like you, he can disappear in an instant."