Chapter 60: A Gentleman Like Jade

Vipers Gang Headquarters.

Su Mu hung up the call with Jasmine.

An unidentified woman had sought out Yang Dongqing, and her aura didn't seem like that of an ordinary person?

"Interesting." The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

Aside from his identity as a Transcendent, Yang Dongqing was just a poor student with practically zero social connections. For a woman like that to come looking for him, her intentions were obvious.

He had never forgotten what Yang Dongqing had once said—words spoken by someone from the Upper District during Yang Dongqing's first experience in the Nightmare World.

The Transcendents of the Real World were cowards who reaped what they hadn't sown, growing stronger only by sucking the blood of Nightmare Apostles.

Now, it seemed the vampires had come knocking?

"You there, get ready. We'll have guests arriving shortly," he said.

"Yes, Leader!" Zhao Chaoyao replied respectfully.

About an hour later, an understated yet luxurious black sedan pulled up in front of the Vipers Gang Headquarters.

Han Yu was the one driving.

He glanced at the Vipers Gang Headquarters, a look of disdain crossing his face. "A gang? A Transcendent is actually working for a gang?"

Yang Dongqing's expression soured. He heard the disdain in the man's voice but said nothing, evidently still shaken by the man's display of strength earlier.

At that moment, Murong Mengli's calm voice rang out. "Han Yu, I know my father sent you to help me, but that doesn't mean you can casually belittle my guests."

Han Yu looked at her stunningly beautiful face and offered a perfunctory reply. "Sure thing, boss."

Soon, the group stepped out of the car.

Two Vipers Gang lackeys stepped forward. "Welcome, guests. The Leader is waiting for you."

Yang Dongqing froze in surprise, not expecting Su Mu to know about their arrival in advance. He had no idea Jasmine was the one who had tipped Su Mu off, especially since he had sent her back early.

Led by the Vipers Gang lackeys, the three of them made their way to a grand hall deep within the headquarters.

The hall was brilliantly lit. A dazzling, massive crystal chandelier hung from the vaulted ceiling more than ten meters above, its tens of thousands of crystals refracting gorgeous light.

The floor was paved with precious marble, smooth and warm, with the veining of each stone completely unique. The walls were adorned with exquisite murals painted in delicate strokes and vibrant colors.

In the center of the hall, a luxurious sofa set was arranged in a well-proportioned layout around a wooden coffee table carved with intricate patterns.

The moment Murong Mengli entered the hall, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of appreciation. She wasn't admiring the luxury—she had seen far more opulent places—but rather the owner's taste.

From the spatial layout to the decorative details, the entire hall exuded a refined artistic atmosphere, like a frozen palace of art where every element was perfectly balanced.

Except for the jarring Ouroboros wall behind the sofa.

Han Yu, on the other hand, curled his lip in a disdainful sneer. "Another clumsy imitation of the nobles."

"Please take a seat. The Leader will be here shortly." Zhao Chaoyao guided them to the sofa, brewed a pot of tea, and then left.

After taking her seat, Murong Mengli asked, "Mr. Yang, this Mr. Su you mentioned... is he also a Transcendent?"

Yang Dongqing thought of Su Mu's miraculous displays. There was no way he was an ordinary person. Although he didn't know what his Bronze Law was, he replied with certainty, "Yes."

Murong Mengli's eyes flickered slightly; evidently, she had set her sights on Su Mu as well.

A short time later, the grand double doors on one side of the hall swung open. Everyone looked toward the sound to see a man slowly walking in. He wore a black suit and Tinted Glasses, and he carried a Snakewood Cane.

His appearance seemed to dye the surrounding air with an aura of elegance. He had a tall, slender yet upright build, and every step he took was steady and unhurried. The high bridge of his nose and the slight upward curve of his lips traced out a confident, charming smile that felt as comforting as a spring breeze.

A strange glint flashed through Murong Mengli's beautiful eyes. She was rarely moved by someone's appearance, but today was an exception.

Watching the gentleman approach with measured steps, only one phrase surfaced in her mind: a gentleman like jade!

It wasn't that his features were perfectly flawless, but rather his aura—a presence as clean, elegant, and warm as jade that was simply impossible to ignore.

Aside from his aura, what caught her attention the most was his skin.

She found it hard to imagine how a man's skin could be so incredibly good—so perfect that it lacked even the slightest blemish.

A flash of jealousy darted through Han Yu's eyes. He considered himself quite handsome, yet compared to the man walking in, they weren't even in the same league.

The man's handsomeness lay not in his physical features, but in the confident aura radiating from his very bones.

The newcomer was naturally Su Mu. Wearing a warm smile, he offered the guests a polite nod.

Yang Dongqing stared blankly. He couldn't understand it—how did Su Mu get even more handsome after just one day apart? He studied him closely and realized his facial features hadn't changed, yet he simply looked more handsome in a way Yang Dongqing couldn't put into words.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Su Mu. It is a pleasure to meet you all," he said.

Murong Mengli withdrew her gaze and calmly returned the greeting. "Hello, Mr. Su. I am Murong Mengli."

Su Mu smiled and nodded, his demeanor completely unaffected by her status as a noble. This gave Murong Mengli the illusion that she was back in the Upper District, conversing with a true aristocrat.

After exchanging pleasantries, Murong Mengli stated her purpose. "Originally, I only intended to invite Mr. Yang to join my company. But after meeting you, Mr. Su, I've changed my mind."

"Oh? I'm listening." Su Mu took a light sip of his tea, his gaze resting gently on Murong Mengli. She was probably the most beautiful woman he had seen in the Real World. Even in the dreamscape, a woman like her would qualify for a place in his harem.

"I would like to invite both you and Mr. Yang to join Bronze Coffin," Murong Mengli said sincerely. She carried none of a noble's typical arrogance; her invitation was nothing but genuine.

Su Mu chuckled. Instead of rejecting her outright, he asked, "Could Miss Murong give me a reason to join?"

"Pardon my bluntness, but you are not lacking in money, Mr. Su, and as a Transcendent yourself, you possess the basic requirements to found a company. However, under the system of the Chiyan Empire, without a noble's connections, it is very difficult to complete the necessary paperwork. Furthermore, the authorities are extremely strict when it comes to regulating private Transcendent Tier Companies.

"As far as I know, the various Transcendent Tier Companies on the market, big or small, all have some degree of noble backing.

"While I don't believe the status of a noble is something worth flaunting, it undeniably grants a certain degree of privilege and convenience within the Chiyan Empire.

"Moreover, Bronze Coffin was only recently established. If you two join now, you would be considered founding members. You won't need to worry about your benefits and compensation."

"Miss Murong, I can feel the sincerity of your invitation, but..." Su Mu shifted the conversation. "I have a better proposal."