Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One-Chapter 48 - 44 Constantly Questioning

Over these days, Huang Yi’an had already been asked the same question incessantly and was fed up, yet he still patiently consoled them saying,

“Everyone, I also want to let you go, but I can’t.”

“It’s still the same concern, I’m afraid you might spread this incident or, even if you don’t, what if that filthy thing follows you out?”

“Don’t forget, on the night this incident happened, Xiao Xianlü’s mother-in-law committed suicide at home. Don’t you consider your own families?”

“Just a little longer! I think the problem will be resolved soon, and you can go home and reunite with your families!”

A crafty-looking boss shouted impatiently,

“Still wait? You’ve been telling us this every day, treating us like fools?”

“You say if we cooperated these days, huh? Has the problem been solved yet? You still make us sleep on the floor in the banquet hall and eat boxed lunches every day? You’re treating us like pets!”

“And look at these ‘experts’ you brought in, just now each admitted they were swindlers—does this not show your lack of capability to resolve this? Do you understand?”

“Are we really supposed to wait here all day if it’s not resolved? Enough, just let us out now!”

One person took the lead, and the rest also started to complain,

“Do you know how much big business I’ve missed because of the days I spent in the Silver Dragon Tower? I haven’t even asked you to compensate for the losses, and you still won’t let us leave?”

“I am a councilor, is this how you treat a councilor? Have I been given any special treatment these days? Why won’t you let me go?”

“You always say it will be resolved soon, but when exactly will it be resolved? Today, you need to give us a straight answer; we cannot keep dragging this on!”

“Captain Huang, please, I have a heart disease; if this continues, I’ll eventually be scared to death here!”

“Just give us a statement! A date! I have a heart disease! What if I get scared to death?”

“…”

The wealthy and powerful, whether through threatening, frightening, coercing, or pleading, caused Huang Yi’an an inexplicable headache, and he didn’t know what else to say.

Wanyan Mengwen hurried to his side and whispered in Huang Yi’an’s ear,

“Should we introduce them to Li Ping’an and then show them that video?”

“Sister, is there any point in telling them these things before Li Ping’an has resolved the issue?”

“At the very least it should stabilize them, otherwise this commotion will definitely lead to physical conflict!”

“Then let’s give it a try!”

Huang Yi’an finally agreed to Wanyan Mengwen’s suggestion.

“Everyone, please be patient, this issue will be resolved tonight!”

Wanyan Mengwen looked towards Li Ping’an, who was intently studying Taoist texts with his head down.

“How will it be resolved? Are you fooling people again?”

The crowd questioned.

“Let me introduce him to you all. This is Li Ping’an, the ‘Living Immortal’ who will resolve our problem tonight!”

“Mad! Absolutely mad! That kid isn’t even older than my grandson, how could he possibly handle this?”

The crowd continued to question.

“Everyone, please take out your phones, search for Li Ping’an’s video on deciding life and death on TikTok, and then you’ll understand!”

Wanyan Mengwen did not elaborate further; she simply stated the most convincing evidence.

With Huang Yi’an’s silent approval, the crowd pulled out their phones and, following Wanyan Mengwen’s instruction, began searching and soon saw the most viral and highest viewed video on the internet: the video where Li Ping’an declared the fate of the female host Zhou Shufenzi.

Beneath the video, aside from those making jokes, the overwhelming majority were saying Li Ping’an is a living immortal!

Huang Yi’an and Wanyan Mengwen thought that after watching the video, everyone would quiet down and wait for midnight to come when Li Ping’an would deal with that “thing.”

But to their surprise, after watching the video, people sneered:

“Is it still the 21st century and people believe this stuff?”

“Wow wow wow! You’re still university students from Hehuang University, and this is what you use to fool us? You should have at least got someone from a drama school, that would have been somewhat believable!”

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“Hehuang University even offers a ghost-catching major? Hahaha, that’s hilarious!”

“I don’t understand if it’s you who are dumb or if that university student is too clever? You guys believe this kind of stuff, anyone can see it’s a coincidence!”

“Yeah, didn’t Li Ping’an himself deny it at the end of the video?”

“No way, you’re actually entrusting our fate to a college student? That’s too childish! No, I need to report this to higher authorities!”

A Jianghu master, after watching the video, also joined the commotion:

“Captain Huang, this lady officer, no offense, but this is the stuff I used to play with when I was young. To put it nicely, this video is a script; to not put it nicely, it’s a Jianghu scam, ever heard of the ‘Thousand Doors Eight Generals’? You believe this?”

These people hadn’t expected Captain Huang to actually believe such low-level and even somewhat naive stuff, leading to complete disappointment in Captain Huang; everyone who went from being excited to disappointed started causing a commotion.

Seeing the situation getting increasingly chaotic and feeling an immense headache, Huang Yi’an, trying to stabilize the situation, immediately snapped back at the Jianghu master:

“You think he’s a fraud, right? Fine, why don’t you solve it tonight?”

“I’d rather not…”

The Jianghu master immediately backed off.

An observing politician, perceptive as a hawk and calmly analyzing, had also seen the video and thought the same as everyone else, believing that Huang Yi’an and his colleagues were naive to trust a mere bookish college student, or that they had hired actors to deceive them.