After a while, Lain returned to his villa.
After closing the door, Lain went to a bedroom on the second floor.
Before he could push the door open, a series of seductive sounds drifted out from the bedroom.
When a melodious long wail rang out, Lain pushed the door and entered.
On the bed lay a naked woman, her figure seductive and her appearance alluring.
Beside her was a dry corpse, which she kicked away the moment Lain entered.
She patted the space beside her, gesturing for Lain to sit down.
"How are things progressing?"
After Lain sat down, the woman slithered onto his body like a boneless snake, teasing his flesh with her hand.
"Those people from Star Sea Academy don't allow my men to insert themselves."
He hadn't taken the Star Sea Academy students seriously; they were just a bunch of pampered youngsters from a super planet.
What he didn't expect was that just yesterday, a quarter of the infiltrating Slaanesh Cultists had been uncovered.
And after this morning's efforts, that number was close to half.
If this kept up, his head might be discovered within a couple of days.
Originally Lain intended to plant his own men inside, give false guidance, and help the Slaanesh Cultists cover their tracks, but Jing Yuan gave him no chance.
"Now, quickly take the remaining people out of the capital. I'll inform the City Defense Army; no one will stop you."
The only plan now is to get these Slaanesh Cultists out of the capital.
Only then will he avoid being implicated himself.
"No, I've received orders from the Priest Lord to stall the Star Sea Academy's march toward the Hongsi Empire until the ceremony ends."
Lain's words were cut off as the woman entwining him immediately rejected him.
"Fiyela, I'm not negotiating with you. Take your people and leave the capital right now, immediately."
Lain pushed the woman he was holding away, stood up from the bed, and glared at the fallen Fiyela.
"Now you want to back out? You didn't say that before."
Fiyela rose from the bed, her expression gradually turning cold.
"You once swore you could help me rise to the Chancellor's position, even the lofty throne."
But now, having gained nothing, he faces a hunt by Star Sea Academy.
"Who could have imagined a fool would leak the matter, drawing Star Sea Academy's men here."
Fiyela leaned back slightly, propping herself on her arms, legs spread, unconcerned that Lain could see her fully.
"But that's how the world works; there's no guaranteed profitable investment. If a deal truly made a profit without loss, would you think it could ever come to you?"
Fiyela sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, casting a mocking gaze at Lain.
"You must understand, this exposure is entirely caused by your people."
Lain's face turned grim as he argued with Fiyela.
Their deal was that he would help Fiyela control the capital, and she would grant him enough power and status.
Even as a puppet emperor, as long as he could enjoy the perks of power, he didn't mind having another head on his shoulders.
After all, there aren't few people standing on his head now, are there?
"That's how it is, but what of it?" Fiyela's eyes grew cold. "Do you think you can quit? Once you board my ship, who will believe you're innocent."
"If we get into trouble, anyone who dealt with you will never escape retribution."
Both Fiyela and Lain knew well how people viewed the Evil Clan.
Especially on a planet bound by feudal systems, they would kill the wrong ones and never let them go; that's the stark reality.
"Boarded a thief's ship and now want to get off? What a joke."
"So, Lain, besides continuing to help us, you have no second choice."
Fiyela lifted a foot and traced circles on Lain's stomach; from then on she kept teasing him.
She didn't use the Slaanesh's power; Fiyela enjoyed the feeling of making others lose their senses from her own techniques.
"Actually, there is a second option," a voice suddenly called from outside, "for example, confession and strict punishment, immediate execution."
Lain and Fiyela turned toward the voice and saw a teenager sitting on the fence opposite the bedroom.
Beside him stood another teenager wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Lain instantly recognized the person on the fence as Jing Yuan, whom he had just met.
"Swoosh!"
The instant he saw Jing Yuan, Lain's pupils contracted sharply, and he lunged out of the bedroom, reaching for Jing Yuan.
At this point, anyone who saw his secret had to die.
Lain's General Rank aura was fully exposed; facing the Captain Rank Jing Yuan, he held nothing back, intending to kill the young master of Tianyuan City with a single strike.
However, Jing Yuan and Xiao Bai's faces remained calm, not even drawing a forbidden weapon.
Seeing their reaction, Lain felt a bad omen surge within him.
"Boom!"
The villa's wall shattered, and a massive flaming fist burst in from outside, soaring over Jing Yuan and the other's heads, slamming directly onto Lain.
"Bang!"
Lain was propelled backward faster than before, slamming into the bedroom wall.
He struck like a painting hung on a wall.
A graceful figure leapt in from outside, standing on the ruined staircase, eyes fixed on the two inside the bedroom.
Facing a General-ranked Lain, Jing Yuan naturally wouldn't come alone with Xiao Bai.
Before arriving, they had first sought out Yang Qian, explained the situation, and the three came together.
"All together, they are Star Sea Academy teachers and students; we can't let them leave."
Lain descended from the wall and charged at Yang Qian again, with Fiyela alongside him.
"You think you can keep me, just because you?"
Yang Qian flicked her hand, and a flame-wrapped spear appeared in her grasp.
She radiated spiritual energy, blood surged like a dragon, blazing flames formed a fiery silk ribbon around her.
She stomped her foot, launching herself upward; the staircase beneath collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust.
The three collided at incredible speed, intertwining; Lain's fists roared like mountains, Fiyela's seductive field unfolded, her long whip crackled like lightning toward Yang Qian.
Instructor Yang Qian wielded the crimson flame spear, her body engulfed in flames, taking on two opponents without faltering.