Zhuge Lan set up a迷幻阵 (mihuan zhen) in the two individuals' residence. Once inside, if they couldn't find the exit within half an hour, they would fall into a slumber for one night.
As long as these two returned to the hotel, everything would be manageable.
He wasn't worried about Daisy Lin Xiao; she appeared to be a normal person and showed no hostility towards Ying and Jin. However, that charlatan… that was the real problem.
"He's already asleep."
At that moment, Zhao Yuan Chao received a call. After the call ended, he looked at the three of them and said, "Indeed, a descendant of Marquis Wu!" Dongfang Bai exclaimed, then muttered, "Why don't we take the opportunity to…?"
He made a motion across his throat.
The meaning was unmistakable.
"No," Zhao Yuan Chao shook his head. "As far as I know, these two enter a divine state naturally if they encounter mortal danger. Unless we possess the power to annihilate them in their divine state, we cannot do this."
"Troublesome bastards."
Dongfang Bai grumbled, surprised that these two had such an ability.
"As long as we ensure they don't cause trouble in Longguo, that's enough," Zhao Yuan Chao sighed. Unless these two were to make a move within Master Zhuge's Bagua formation, none of them could do anything to them.
This was precisely why the two individuals acted with impunity even in Longguo, unconcerned about provoking anyone. If they did provoke someone, it was that person's misfortune.
...
The next morning.
The President's scandal had already become world-famous.
The internet was abuzz with discussions, especially after Lin Xiao, to add fuel to the fire, slightly edited the video he had recorded and posted it online.
In addition, reporters released a few pictures of Ying and Jin.
However, the photos did not show their faces. Instead, they featured Jin's torn stockings and Ying's disheveled sailor uniform.
Many online jokingly commented on the President's virility, thinking he'd have a "dragon and two phoenixes" encounter, only to see the subsequent video.
It was the video of the President being rescued.
"If the President really did something, will these two women be accused of murder?"
"Know your limits!"
"So the President had such high spirits, wanting to experience the local culture on his first night in Longguo?"
Of course, these were mostly comments from domestic netizens. Internationally, there were jokes, but also heated arguments.
It could only be said that this President had left an indelible mark on his tenure.
On the second day, he did not attend any events, citing his need to recover and rest at the hotel.
As for what actually happened, no one knew.
In the hotel, the President's face was grim. He stared at the Bishop, "You're saying someone set this up?"
"God told me," he said, clutching a cross. He still had the air of a charlatan, but it was now evident that his mental state was not good. Heavy bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes, suggesting he hadn't slept well, and his spirit was somewhat listless.
"What's wrong with you?"
The President frowned, seeing the man looking as if he was about to doze off.