Chapter 489 The Unchangeable Script

Chapter 489: The Unchangeable Script

Lian Xiangyu looked down at the note, his brow deeply furrowed. The information on it was like the ravings from another world—old injuries on his body, the abilities of a Beast Form wielder, another version of himself from a different reality, the absurd "Nightmare World"... He narrowed his eyes, stared coldly at Huo Lang, his tone laced with mockery: "Butler Huo, what exactly is your goal? How long have you been spying on us? You even know the details of my old injuries? Are you planning to use these ridiculous lies to kidnap us—what are you after?"

"What?" Huo Lang looked utterly confused, as if he had no idea what Lian Xiangyu was talking about.

Lian Xiangyu even showed Ning Yi and the others the note he was holding. Butler Huo also discovered the note in his own hand.

The notes should have contained information about the Nightmare World, Nightmare Games, and Players. The four of them frowned as they finished reading.

Lian Xiangyu scoffed, a mocking curve lifting the corner of his mouth. "Hah... If this were true, we might as well just be characters in a play. At least we wouldn't have to be pitiful players."

"..." Su Bai and Feng Ling fell silent, finding themselves unable to refute this.

This was because Huo Lang's ability had collapsed the moment his consciousness lost control. The plants that had been firmly entwined around the main door now sagged limply like deflated balloons. Lian Xiangyu, Ning Yi, and the others casually tugged at them, and the vines tore apart with ease, as fragile as mere toys.

"How ridiculous," Lian Xiangyu coldly tossed out the remark, then stepped forward, pushed open the villa's main door, and led Ning Yi and Shen Donger into the hall.

For all their trouble, Huo Lang and the others had completely failed to overcome the script. The male and female leads, along with the important supporting character, had returned to the villa's hall.

Perhaps due to the script's influence, Lian Xiangyu and the others didn't even press the matter of what had just happened. Or, as they had said themselves earlier, they preferred to believe they were the male and female leads in a novel rather than "Nightmare World players."

At least in their script...

There was no despair, and no death.

The atmosphere in the hall was swiftly taken over by the script, as if an invisible hand had placed everyone back into their predetermined positions. The three of them returned to the dramatic argument scene like marionettes.

Lian Xiangyu stood in the center of the room, his expression stern. "Shen Donger, give up. Our engagement is over."

Shen Donger's voice was filled with fury. "Lian Xiangyu, I gave you my youth. How can all of this be wiped away just because you lost your memory?"

Ning Yi stood to the side, cautiously holding onto Lian Xiangyu's arm. Her voice was soft yet firm. "Sister, his heart belongs to me now. Could you please stop pressuring him?"

Shen Donger sneered angrily. "Loves you? What else can you do besides pretending to be pitiful? What does a nobody like you have to compare with me?"

...

The trio's argument cycled like a broken record, all their lines repeating endlessly like a tape on infinite playback. They argued from the memory loss dispute to the engagement issue, then to Shen Donger's schemes against Ning Yi, and finally to Ning Yi's endless forgiveness of Shen Donger. The sounds of their quarrels rose and fell, resembling an endless farce.

Feng Ling stood to the side, pressing her fingers against her temples with a headache. Her patience had been worn thin by these meaningless disputes. Finally, she slammed a hand on the table and roared, "Everyone, please be quiet! I have something to say!"

Feng Ling's voice exploded like thunder, instantly halting the trio's argument.

An eerie silence fell over the hall as all eyes turned to Feng Ling.

"Maid?" Lian Xiangyu didn't even know Feng Ling's name and could only address her by her role.

"I saw the Master having a secret rendezvous with the gardener in the garden yesterday!" Feng Ling loudly proclaimed her premeditated statement.