Chapter 161: The Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Coffin Has Been Stolen

As Cang Haiyan finished speaking, all the mages bowed respectfully and said, "We are sorry."

At this, Jiang Xiaofei smiled and said, "It's fine. As the saying goes, friends are often made through clashes. Just remember who I am next time."

"Understood," everyone nodded upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofei said no more and looked at Cang Haiyan. "President Cang, where is President Lin? I have an urgent matter to discuss with him. Could you please let him know?"

Cang Haiyan replied, "President Lin is currently in a meeting, but I will inform him. Would you mind waiting for him in my office first?"

"Very well then," Jiang Xiaofei nodded reluctantly.

Without further ado, Cang Haiyan turned and walked toward the elevator.

Jiang Xiaofei quickly followed behind her.

Stepping into the elevator and led by Cang Haiyan, Jiang Xiaofei arrived at an office on the second floor.

Upon entering the room, Jiang Xiaofei could not help but marvel at the immense wealth of the Mage Association. Even the office was decorated with extreme luxury, featuring various famous calligraphy works and paintings, and most notably, genuine leather sofas.

Without standing on ceremony, Jiang Xiaofei dropped right onto the leather sofa nearby, and it turned out to be exceptionally comfortable.

Cang Haiyan sat down opposite him.

However, the moment Cang Haiyan sat down, Jiang Xiaofei felt a bit restless because she was wearing black leather shorts, and the scenery underneath was exposed to his view without any obstruction—she was not even wearing underwear.

In particular, the dark, wrinkled appearance made one feel somewhat disgusted at first glance.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Xiaofei's strange gaze, Cang Haiyan quickly crossed her legs and said awkwardly, "Pardon me, my underwear got wet just now and I didn't have time to change."

"How did it get wet?" Jiang Xiaofei asked out of curiosity.

Hearing this, Cang Haiyan blushed slightly and said, "Well, every woman has those few days of the month, you know how it is."

"Oh, I understand," Jiang Xiaofei said with a sudden realization, putting on an expression as if he comprehended completely.

Seeing his reaction, Cang Haiyan did not wish to dwell on the topic and steered the conversation elsewhere. "What brings you here to see President Lin?"

Jiang Xiaofei made no secret of it. "I am here to borrow the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin from the Mage Association."

"What? The Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin?" Cang Haiyan looked thoroughly astonished.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofei frowned slightly. "Could President Cang be unaware of the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin?"

Cang Haiyan replied, "Of course I know of it. That is one of the six legendary divine artifacts. But what do you need it for?" At this point, her tone paused and she furrowed her brow.

Jiang Xiaofei answered, "I need the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin to save someone."

"Save whom?" Cang Haiyan asked, frowning deeper.

Jiang Xiaofei shook his head. "You don't need to ask. In short, I urgently need the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin."

"Very well then," Cang Haiyan said with a slight nod, seeing his persistence. "However, you've arrived too late."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaofei asked with a furrowed brow.

Cang Haiyan sighed softly. "The Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin has already been stolen."

"What?!" Jiang Xiaofei exclaimed, feeling a surge of both shock and anger. "Who did it?"

Cang Haiyan shook her head. "We don't know for certain yet, but President Lin should have more details. You can ask him yourself when he returns."

"Alright then," Jiang Xiaofei sighed and nodded, though his heart was filled with disappointment. After all, the coffin was meant to resurrect Junyao, but now that it had gone missing, where was he supposed to find another one?

Right at that moment, Lin Ying walked in and said, "Well, if it isn't Brother Xiaofei! When did you arrive? You didn't even let me know."

Hearing Lin Ying's voice, Jiang Xiaofei immediately snapped back to attention. "President Lin, I wanted to borrow the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin, but President Cang told me it has been stolen. What on earth happened?"

Mentioning this matter, Lin Ying sighed softly. "I originally intended to use the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin to resurrect Lan Lianxuang's father, but this morning we discovered it was stolen, leaving behind only an empty shell."

"Do we know who is responsible?" Jiang Xiaofei asked, frowning.

Lin Ying replied, "According to the surveillance footage at the scene, the thief came and went without a trace. However, based on the markers left behind, it should be the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect of Fusang."

"The Nine Chrysanthemums Sect?" Jiang Xiaofei looked extremely puzzled.

Lin Ying explained, "The Nine Chrysanthemums Sect is a major orthodox faction in Fusang. It is a mixed bag of individuals with many powerful masters among them. Originally originating from Huaxia, it has now become a powerful tool for Fusang, treating Huaxia as its enemy."

Jiang Xiaofei said coldly, "I don't care what Fusang country it is. Since they stole the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin, it must be taken back. If they provoke me further, I wouldn't mind wiping them out."

Lin Ying said, "I was just considering sending people to Fusang regarding this matter. Now that Brother Xiaofei is here, I can rest easy!"

Pausing for a moment, Lin Ying asked, "By the way, what does Brother Xiaofei need the coffin for?"

Without hiding anything, Jiang Xiaofei immediately recounted the entire sequence of events.

After listening, Lin Ying nodded and said, "If you can recover the Yin-Yang Life and Death Coffin, then it shall belong to Brother Xiaofei."

"Good," Jiang Xiaofei nodded. "By the way, what were you saying earlier about using the coffin to resurrect Lan Lianxuang's father?"

Lin Ying replied, "Lan Lianxuang's father is dead, killed by Takagi Qiu."

"What?!" Jiang Xiaofei was greatly shocked, followed by a wave of guilt. After all, he was the one who had let Takagi Qiu escape in the past, and now karma had come full circle. He didn't know whether his past action was right or wrong. Furthermore, Lan Lianxuang was his friend, which made his heart feel deeply unsettled.

Seeing this, Lin Ying spoke no further. "The team going to Fusang will consist of Cang Haiyan, Lan Lianxuang, Zhou Shiqin, and Tang Zhirou. Go and make your preparations; we set off early tomorrow morning."

"Alright," Jiang Xiaofei nodded, then turned to Cang Haiyan. "Where is Lan Lianxuang?"

"In the gym. Follow me," Cang Haiyan said as she stood up.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofei quickly followed.

Led by Cang Haiyan, Jiang Xiaofei arrived at a fitness room. Looking through the glass partition, he saw several beautiful women working out.

Particularly because they were wearing tight leggings that vividly outlined their athletic figures, they looked extremely captivating, almost as if they were tempting men to take them by force.

These beauties were naturally Zhou Shiqin, Lan Lianxuang, and Tang Zhirou.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Xiaofei's gaze, Zhou Shiqin put down the barbell in her hand and looked over. Upon seeing that it was Jiang Xiaofei, a look of pure delight washed over her face. "Xiaofei, you're here! During the time you've been away, I missed you to death, sister that I am."

"Indeed!" Tang Zhirou chimed in at that moment. "Sister Zhou has been holding your photos and fantasizing every single night lately!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? There's no such thing!" Zhou Shiqin blushed fiercely with embarrassment and anger.

"Still denying it? Look, your face is all red and you still won't admit it," Tang Zhirou giggled endlessly.

"I missed you all too, which is why I came to see you," Jiang Xiaofei said with a helpless smile before walking toward Lan Lianxuang.

At this moment, Lan Lianxuang was hitting a punching bag. Seeming not to notice Jiang Xiaofei walking up, she hammered blow after blow into the sandbag, as if venting the burning anger in her heart.