Chapter 457: Death of Mo Yuan

Mo Yuan gently pushed open the study door, a spring-like, warm smile on his face, as if it could dispel all the gloom in the world.

He slightly turned his body, extended a hand in an inviting gesture, and welcomed Liang Yu into the study.

The moment Liang Yu stepped into the study, a hint of doubt still lingered in his mind; the figure of the mysterious Black-robed Man just now was indelible.

What were they plotting, the Black-robed Man and Mo Yuan, the City Lord?

Liang Yu’s first reaction was that the chaos erupting in various places was very likely the work of this Black-robed Man organization.

However, upon entering the study, it was quiet and peaceful inside, without any trace of abnormality, just like Mo Yuan’s smile.

It was as if nothing thrilling had happened just now, and that mysterious Black-robed Man had never appeared in the room.

Inside the study, bookshelves stood tall, and the scent of books permeated the air, giving a sense of tranquility and profundity. Sunlight filtered through the carved window lattice, casting dappled light and shadow onto the ancient desk.

Mo Yuan walked to the desk, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Liang Yu, his movements elegant and unhurried.

“Mr. Liang, please have a seat.”

His voice was steady and gentle, making people unconsciously relax.

Liang Yu slowly walked to a chair and sat down, taking the teacup. He held the lid in his hand, gently scraping the cup, showing no intention of drinking the tea.

But his gaze couldn’t help but wander to every corner of the study, curious as to where that Black-robed Man could have gone.

Liang Yu’s Emperor Magnetic Field had not been turned off since he entered the study, yet he truly could not find any trace of the Black-robed Man.

He could only draw one conclusion: the Black-robed Man had left and was no longer in the study.

The atmosphere in the study was somewhat quiet, with a few rays of sunlight filtering through the window, falling on the steaming tea in Liang Yu’s hand.

Mo Yuan frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Liang Yu, who held the teacup, his eyes somewhat vacant, staring at the still-untouched tea, lost in thought.

Mo Yuan didn’t know what Liang Yu was thinking at the moment; he and Mario stood silently to the side in tacit understanding.

Mario stood with his hands clasped in front of him, his head slightly bowed, his gaze fixed on Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan, meanwhile, stood tall and composed, his deep eyes revealing steadiness and contemplation.

He and the Black-robed Man had confirmed what had just happened; Liang Yu and Mario had just arrived and had not heard their conversation.

As for discovering the Black-robed Man?

Mo Yuan felt it was impossible; he only sensed a very faint aura from Liang Yu, weaker even than the servants in their City Lord’s mansion. How could he possibly detect the Black-robed Man’s presence?

However, facing Liang Yu’s current silence, Mo Yuan did not take the initiative to reveal everything.

Time flowed slowly in this quietude, the air permeated with a faint, almost imperceptible tea fragrance, intertwined with an indefinable sense of tension.

The three of them, each lost in their thoughts, waited in this space for a certain opportune moment to break the silence and let events take a new turn.

Liang Yu sat in the chair, his face solemn, standing before Mo Yuan, his gaze fixed on him, trying to find a flicker of emotion on his unruffled face, but Mo Yuan remained as calm as ever, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

Liang Yu took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

“Mo Yuan, do you have anything to tell me?”

Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly, a subtle hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he still said nothing.

Seeing Mo Yuan’s silence, Liang Yu couldn’t help but feel more disappointed. It seemed the other party didn’t cherish the opportunity to be spared.

He put down the teacup, stood up, and raised his voice a few octaves.

“Mario, do it.”

Upon hearing Liang Yu’s command, Mo Yuan belatedly realized he had been exposed. He had originally thought that playing mute would allow him to evade Liang Yu’s questions.

Finally, Mo Yuan spoke before Mario made his move.

“Mr. Liang, knowing too much about some things is not good for you.”

Liang Yu sneered.

“If you’re a dog, you must have the awareness of being a dog.”

“There’s no need to keep a disloyal dog.”

At this moment, Mo Yuan fully understood Liang Yu’s resolve to kill him. He was about to resist but found he couldn’t move.

Liang Yu also showed no mercy. Taking advantage of Mo Yuan’s momentary daze, he directly activated the bomb inside him, destroying Mo Yuan’s heart, while Mo Yuan’s physical body remained completely intact.

City Lord Mo Yuan fell powerlessly, his eyes filled with unwillingness, the breath of life rapidly dissipating from his body, and he perished.

Liang Yu stood to the side, his expression calm. He had not made this killing blow on impulse; everything was within his plan.

Liang Yu bent down and took a delicate box from his backpack space. The box emitted a faint metallic luster.

He opened the box and activated the device inside.

A soft yet bright beam of light shot out from the box, precisely enveloping Mo Yuan’s face.

As the light flickered, the instrument rapidly scanned every detail of Mo Yuan’s face, recording each facial parameter one by one.

This box possessed powerful scanning and data storage functions. With Mo Yuan’s facial parameters, these data would allow the box to create a mask that could pass for the real thing, providing convenience for subsequent actions.

After the scan was complete, Liang Yu waited for about ten minutes, and a brand new human skin mask was generated.

Liang Yu took out another Mario, had him put on Mo Yuan’s mask and change into the clothes from Mo Yuan’s corpse.

Finally, he took out a voice device and installed it into Mario’s body. This basically completed the setup and also solved Mario’s inability to speak.

As for the height issue, it was very easy to adjust. These minor adjustments were left to them, and Liang Yu did not participate.

Then, his gaze lingered on Mo Yuan’s corpse for a moment before he turned and left without looking back.

He left Mo Yuan’s corpse for Mario to handle, while he himself walked out of the study.

He felt no regret about killing Mo Yuan, only a slight pity that he hadn’t been able to extract any information from him.

These were minor issues anyway; it was all a matter of time.

On the other hand, this West Sand City was now truly in his hands, and he was considering whether to bring out some weapons to arm it.

If he could assemble a modernized steel composite brigade, he couldn’t say for sure about anything else, but self-preservation here shouldn’t be much of a problem.

Furthermore, West Sand City was also responsible for guarding the border and resisting the invasion of monsters from the abyss.

After considering all these factors, Liang Yu felt that this unit was very necessary to establish.

Firstly, these equipment wouldn’t be left to gather dust in his backpack, and secondly, it could greatly strengthen the entire city’s power.

Having made his decision, Liang Yu instructed the substitute Mario to carry it out.

Of course, he wasn’t directly giving weapons to the other party, but starting from the formation of the army.