Chapter 301: Let's Go, I'm Taking You to Kill Someone!

Ye Lin fell silent.

It wasn't because he was moved, but because he was stunned.

For the dignified head of the Xie family to be cooking up some cheap, starch-filled sausages in the middle of the night—it was truly something else; anyone who didn't know better would think the Xie family was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Chen Long didn't say anything more, simply drinking his wine in silence.

"I'm done playing. Let's go."

Ye Lin flipped the wine table over; it was clear that trying to turn Chen Long against his master was a dead end.

It was obvious that even if Chen Long disapproved of some of the Xie family's actions, and even if the things Xie Hong did made him feel uncomfortable, he would never betray Xie Hong.

It was Xie Hong who had given him a new life.

And precisely because of that, back in Qingcheng, Chen Long had hoped to die at Ye Lin's hands—death would have been a release.

Since a direct defection was off the table, he had no choice but to take another path.

"Where are you going?" Chen Long asked, frowning.

Ye Lin reached out a hand toward Chen Long.

"Let's go, I'm taking you to kill someone!"

Chen Long: "???"

Although he didn't know what Ye Lin was up to, Chen Long still followed along, dutifully.

The two hurried along, eventually arriving at the brightly lit Gui Street.

Ye Lin navigated the area with ease, arriving before the hard-of-hearing old man, spent 50 yuan on a pair of walnuts, and the old man enthusiastically pointed him in a direction.

As Ye Lin ventured deeper into Gui Street, the expression behind Chen Long's mask shifted slightly.

This was a place he would never forget; it was the nightmare of his entire life!

The Tiandu Beast Arena!

By now, the bright moon hung high in the sky, yet from not far away, one could already faintly hear bursts of excited cheering.

"What exactly are you doing?" Chen Long blocked Ye Lin.

"Taking you to kill people. Chen Long, you were a Demon Child too, so you know very well how pitiful they are, right? Do you think a place like the Tiandu Beast Arena should continue to exist in this world?" Ye Lin asked.

A flicker of hesitation appeared in the depths of Chen Long's eyes before he spoke.

"This world isn't as simple as you think. Right and wrong don't matter. Do you know how terrifying the annual revenue of the Tiandu Beast Arena is? If you cause trouble here, you're going to be in big trouble!"

"Is that so? Is it more trouble than digging up the Emperor's Tomb?" Ye Lin asked.

"Not that much," Chen Long answered truthfully.

"Then that settles it! Let's go!"

"No!"

Chen Long tried to stop Ye Lin, but Ye Lin activated his Dragon Bloodline, his speed surging instantly as he bypassed Chen Long.

Chen Long hadn't expected that a level 68 Curse Master like Ye Lin could be this fast; caught off guard, by the time he reacted, Ye Lin had already rushed to the entrance of the Tiandu Beast Arena.

After paying the 20, 00 yuan entrance fee, Ye Lin successfully slipped inside.

Chen Long's vision went dark, but he had no choice but to hurry and follow.

Deep down, he felt a mix of complexity and unease; he actually harbored a secret hope that Ye Lin would pull the Tiandu Beast Arena up by its roots—it was something he had always wanted to do but never dared.

As soon as they entered the spectator stands of the arena, a thick, pungent smell of blood hit their noses.

The cheers and curses of the audience rang in their ears; everyone's eyes were filled with madness, some even standing on their chairs and roaring at the top of their lungs.

And on the central stage, a Slime cub that had been starved for a long time was closing in on a human child.

The child's eyes were filled with terror, their thin, frail body trembling uncontrollably, yet they could only force themselves to fight the Slime.

This was the fate of a Demon Child: win, and die a little later; lose, and die right now.

They were merely tools used by the Tiandu Beast Arena to generate profit; no one cared whether they lived or died.

The moment he saw the child, Chen Long felt as if his heart had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, and even breathing became difficult; in that moment, he felt as if he were seeing his younger self.

He had thought he had long since walked out of the shadows of his childhood, but now it seemed he had never truly left them at all.

An unhappy childhood is not a heavy rainstorm, but a dampness that lasts a lifetime.

Just as Chen Long was lost in a daze, Ye Lin suddenly appeared beside the Demon Child, causing Chen Long's expression to change abruptly.

He realized Ye Lin was about to cause trouble!

Sure enough, Ye Lin raised his hand and wiped out the Slime facing the Demon Child.

"Too cruel! This is simply too cruel! How can such a place exist in the capital? The children are innocent! How can you use a child's life for amusement? Do you have any conscience at all?"

Ye Lin was filled with righteous indignation, delivering a passionate speech, pointing and attacking everyone present.

Everyone in the arena was dumbfounded.

How could someone run into the Tiandu Beast Arena to criticize this? It was like running into a foot massage parlor to criticize the act of washing feet.

"Security! Where is security! Get this troublemaker out of here!"

A staff member ran onto the stage and bowed to all the guests.

"Everyone, I am truly sorry. There was a management issue here at the Tiandu Beast Arena that led to this unexpected situation. Please rest assured, we will refund all your bets for this match in full."

Hearing the staff member's words, the guests present nodded in satisfaction.

"Hurry up and kick that idiot out! This guy is a lunatic!"

"Exactly, where did this edgy brat come from? Ruining my mood—damn it, beat him to death!"

"Right, break all three of his legs and hang him at the entrance of the Tiandu Beast Arena to see if anyone dares to cause trouble again!"

Watching the agitated crowd, the staff member offered an apologetic smile.

"Rest assured, everyone, we at the Tiandu Beast Arena will definitely give you a satisfactory answer regarding this matter."

At this moment, the Tiandu Beast Arena's security guards arrived, all of them being Class-Transferred individuals; although their levels weren't high, the fact that they used Class-Transferred individuals to guard the door was enough to prove the strength of the Tiandu Beast Arena.

Seeing a dozen guards surrounding him, Ye Lin didn't panic at all, directly slapping the lead guard unconscious.

"You're risking your life for a few hundred bucks a month? Call out whoever is in charge!"

The staff member's expression changed; he realized Ye Lin was a tough nut to crack, so he took out his walkie-talkie and said in a low voice.

"Ciye, someone is causing trouble. Come out and handle it."

"Ah~"

Before long, a short-haired man with black tattoos covering his neck walked out, yawning. He was wearing a black leather jacket, and his gait was incredibly arrogant.

"It's been so long since anyone dared to cause trouble at the Tiandu Beast Arena. I didn't expect someone with a death wish to actually show up today."

He looked at Ye Lin with a playful, confident smile on his face, as if staring at prey that didn't know it was about to die. The next second, countless black spikes suddenly erupted from Ciye's body, emitting a chilling gleam that made one's heart tremble.

"Do you?"