Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 734 You Can't Beat Me

As Xu Han was talking, he felt a little nauseous and quickly drank some coffee to calm the churning in his stomach.

"Anyway, it just looks really bad, a bit like those patients with skin diseases in real life."

Yu Shijiu: "?"

Yu Shijiu was truly bewildered, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.

"Shouldn't there be any?"

Yu Shijiu carefully recalled the black-robed players he encountered in the "Chang Sheng Village" dungeon—putting aside everything else, Zhao Xuan and Mu Gui looked to have normal skin, as did that bishop who raised centipedes, the nun who was obsessed with making medicine…they all looked very healthy, not at all like the kind of people who get boils.

"……Forehead."

Xu Han choked for a moment, then changed his words: "I also heard about it, but it may be just hearsay. The nun and the shepherdess seem quite normal."

"who knows?"

The sudden, cold female voice startled Xu Han so much that he almost jumped up, table and all.

Yu Shijiu was somewhat surprised: "Sister Shi Yuan?"

"What a coincidence."

The short-haired woman at the next table smiled slightly at the two of them and shook the juice in her hand.

"I just discovered you guys are here too."

Xu Han's lips twitched.

It's probably best not to lie about that... These three people took up a large table, and with He Lingling's face covered by a white veil, the three of them, plus a big fat cat, were so conspicuous. Shi Yuan really must be treating them like fools when he said that.

"Really."

Yu Shijiu smiled and said, "Sister Shi Yuan, our fate is truly amazing."

The two consecutive "ya" sounds made Xu Han's teeth ache. He muttered to himself, "Why does everyone call me 'sister'?" Then he looked up and said, "Oh, Sister Shi Yuan, what a coincidence!"

"..." Shi Yuan's smile faltered slightly. She turned her head and coughed softly, her pale skin turning slightly red (awkward).

But when you actually calculate their ages, He Lingling and Xu Han are actually about two years younger than her, so it's normal for them to call her "sister," and there's nothing wrong with that.

But for some reason, Shi Yuan didn't think anything of Yu Shijiu calling her "sister," but when Xu Han called her that, she always felt that Xu Han was being sarcastic.

(Xu Han, who will find out later: ????)

“That black-robed player over there,” Shi Yuanzheng said, straightening his expression, “is that Zhao Xuan?”

Yu Shijiu was taken aback.

Xu Han gasped in shock.

Zhao Xuan?

Yu Shijiu retrieved this person from his memory, and finally sighed as he rubbed the chubby cat ears.

"Oh, it's him! No wonder he looked so familiar."

Beside the glass door of the coffee shop.

Zhao Xuan, who was in the lead, impatiently pulled down his hood, his delicate but gloomy expression revealing a deep glance at all the players in the coffee shop. After scanning the room, he finally found the person he was looking for.

Yu Shijiu was smiling and talking to the woman sitting next to him, and the bright smile on his face made Zhao Xuan even more annoyed.

LOL! ...

Unwilling to admit that he was just envious and jealous, Zhao Xuan snorted and turned around.

"You guys wait for me here."

"Yes."

Zhao Xuan strode towards the booth where Yu Shijiu was, his steps brisk and quick.

The four black-robed players behind them exchanged glances. Hidden beneath their hoods, their cheeks and chins were faintly covered with dense, transparent pustules.

At the other front desk, He Lingling declined the female player's offer of a cake and carried the tray back to her booth.

She had only gone halfway when she saw the glass door being pushed open. The appearance of the players from the Black Robe Church attracted all her attention, and she naturally didn't notice Shi Yuan sitting next to her for the time being.

The player in the black robe?

He Lingling slowly frowned, somewhat puzzled as to why they had appeared here.

Although in theory all players can come to a coffee shop, He Lingling clearly remembered that there seemed to be a place similar to a coffee shop inside the Black Robe Church.

Why would you want to earn points for free coffee? Think you're spending points too slowly?

He Lingling pursed her lips and continued walking forward when she saw the leader of the black-robed players take off his hood, revealing a face that was both familiar and not so familiar.

...It was Zhao Xuan.

He Lingling was startled and quickened her pace toward the booth.

The fact that Zhao Xuan would come to the coffee shop at this time means that he came specifically to see Yu Shijiu.

Sure enough, as He Lingling approached Yu Shijiu and his companion's booth step by step, Zhao Xuan stood by the door, looked around, and finally locked onto Yu Shijiu as he walked over.

"..."

He Lingling's brow twitched.

Her sixth sense told her that Zhao Xuan had absolutely no good intentions—a fact evident from the repeated reminders and interventions from Sister An and Brother Chen.

The Black Robe Church's leader, who was hidden behind everyone, had already issued orders to everyone except Yu Shijiu.

Unfortunately, the guild tournament is about to begin, and Yu Shijiu still hasn't disappeared from the town.

Has that president really given up?

He Lingling thought it wouldn't happen.

Thinking of this, He Lingling quickly walked to the booth, placed the cake on the table, and squeezed Xu Han in forcefully.

Xu Han, who was being squeezed, was left bewildered.

No, why are you pushing me?

"Zhao Xuan is here to see you."

He Lingling tried to pull Yu Shijiu away: "Let's go now—"

"That's too late."

A familiar female voice came from the side. He Lingling subconsciously turned her head and met Shi Yuan's gaze.

"Hi," Shi Yuan winked at her, revealing a rare hint of the coquettishness that comes with her age: "What a coincidence."

He Lingling was stunned for a moment, but didn't have time to speak—

boom!

Zhao Xuan slammed his hand on the table in front of him as he rushed over, causing the cakes on the tray to bounce up due to the force of the slam.

Yu Shijiu's smiling expression froze. He stared at the intact cakes of various flavors on the tray, and slowly, slowly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared to death.

I thought the cake would pop out and break.

Although the cake didn't pop out or break, Yu Shijiu still looked up unhappily and immediately scolded Zhao Xuan, whose face was contorted with rage:

"You're so rude!"

After saying that, Yu Shijiu added two more words, thinking it was polite: "Zhao Xuan".

Zhao Xuan, who was scolded for being impolite: "?"

The other players who were secretly watching from the sidelines, along with He Lingling, Xu Han, and Shi Yuan: "..."

Zhao Xuan laughed in exasperation, crossing his arms as he looked up at Yu Shijiu, who was sitting in the booth and looking up at him.

"What's with all this talk of manners? I've been quite polite by not even laying a hand on you right away—"

"But you can't beat me."

Yu Shijiu interrupted him and said seriously.

"..." Zhao Xuan's eyes widened as if he had heard something unbelievable:

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean I can't beat you?!"