Chapter 1537: Letter

Letter

Jian Changsheng left.

He was heavily drunk, so drunk that he even swayed while walking... Before leaving, he pointed at Chen Ling's nose and said drunkenly:

"Hearts, just you wait..."

"I will definitely be able to catch up to your footsteps..."

"When I come out of the Ancient Vault of the Military Path... I...hic... will make you all look at me with new eyes."

Jian Changsheng had already said these words eight hundred times, and every time he was serious. Every time he could indeed bring surprises to Chen Ling... After saying that, Jian Changsheng turned his head and swayed away.

The black leather jacket vanished into the night. Jian Changsheng's figure was somewhat staggering, but every step he took was as firm as a mountain.

By the time Jin Fugui returned, it was already daylight.

When he returned and saw the mess under the Bridge Underpass, he froze slightly.

He subconsciously turned his head and started searching:

"Where is Six of Spades?!"

"Six of Spades! Get up and clean things up, get to work!"

"...He already left," Chen Ling's voice came from the side.

"...Left? He... he hasn't even stayed here that long?" Jin Fugui was somewhat at a loss. He scratched his head and couldn't help muttering, "Could it be that I assigned him too much work? Was I too harsh?"

"No, it's because of his own reasons."

Chen Ling sat up from the bed and looked around... Jiang Xiaohua was still in the dirt, and Sun Bumian was still sleeping. He seemed to be the first one awake.

"Oh... right! Red King, My Lord! There's something I must report to you!" Jin Fugui suddenly became serious.

"What?"

"In the Tianshu Domain, it seems there's a ghost building walls! I was trapped all night last night before I managed to run out!"

Chen Ling: ...

"Oh~ that sounds very dangerous." Chen Ling patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I will investigate it thoroughly."

After brushing Jin Fugui off, Chen Ling walked into a nearby alleyway. After confirming that no one was around, he took out a disc from his chest... As the disc opened, a haggard figure appeared before him.

It was exactly Mr. Han.

"I promised you before that I would set you free... Now, you can go," Chen Ling spoke calmly.

Mr. Han looked around, his gaze towards Chen Ling seemingly somewhat surprised:

"I thought you would go back on your word."

"I always do what I say."

Chen Ling paused for a moment. "However, don't blame me for not reminding you... The outside world is already different from the world in your understanding. Even if you are the current Chief of the Path of the Physician... you might not necessarily be able to change anything."

Mr. Han frowned slightly. Having recuperated in the disc for so long, he truly didn't know what the situation outside was like. But he naturally wouldn't completely believe Chen Ling's words; perhaps it was just Chen Ling's excuse to make him stay.

"In any case, thank you to the Dusk Society for saving this Han's life, and also thank you for Mr. Chen's care during this time... In the future, if there's anything this Han can do, I will definitely help."

Mr. Han spoke very sincerely. After all, without the Dusk Society, he would have been a corpse long ago. Furthermore, Chen Ling promised to set him free and indeed did what he said. There was no hatred between the two sides; rather, Mr. Han owed the Dusk Society a great favor.

Right now, Mr. Han's Spiritual Power hadn't even recovered to half, but as long as he was given some time, he would eventually recover to his peak, and perhaps even attain the Demigod realm of the Path of the Physician.

At that time, he would repay this favor.

Having sent off Jian Changsheng, and then Mr. Han, Chen Ling was just about to leave when Liu Qingyan's voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"Red King, My Lord."

"What's wrong?" Chen Ling turned back to look.

"There's been a slight accident." Liu Qingyan's silhouette was sketched out from the shadows. "I just received news that one of our Dusk Society members... has gone missing."

Chen Ling frowned:

"Who?"

"Eight of Diamonds."

"Him...?"

In Chen Ling's mind, the youth wearing a grey classical long gown and gold-rimmed glasses instantly surfaced... Chen Ling had interacted with him before. He seemed to be a ghostwriter for letters, exuding a faint scholarly aura.

This Eight of Diamonds was different from most other Dusk Society members. His personality was very introverted and low-key. Even other Dusk Society members rarely interacted with him. Chen Ling remembered that when he was conducting a "secret inspection" back then, he followed him for two days and didn't even successfully strike up a few sentences.

"I remember his strength is average, and I didn't arrange for him to go to an Ancient Vault of a Divine Path to execute a mission... Why would he suddenly go missing?"

"I don't know. His fixed contact hasn't been able to reach him for a long time. Today, he was reported missing. However, even when my Master personally used the moonlight to search, she couldn't find him last night."

"Even the Grey King didn't find him?"

Chen Ling's gaze gradually grew solemn.

Although Eight of Diamonds was a marginal figure, based on Chen Ling's judgment of him, he shouldn't have betrayed the Dusk Society. If that was the case, then he most likely had already...

"Where was the last place he appeared?"

"It was at that meeting in the Spirit Void Domain. After the meeting ended, he should have crossed through the Gray World and returned to the Hidden Clouds Domain... But after that, he hasn't been seen in the Hidden Clouds Domain again." Liu Qingyan paused for a moment. "It cannot be ruled out that he was killed in the Gray World."

"Gray World..." Chen Ling nodded slightly. "I'll send subordinates from the Ghost Mockery Abyss to look around. If he was killed in the Gray World, some clues should have been left behind."

"Mm."

When Chen Ling returned under the Bridge Underpass, Sun Bumian had already gotten up, but Jiang Xiaohua was still in the dirt. It was unknown whether he was awake and didn't want to come out, or if he hadn't woken up at all.

Seeing that Chen Ling's expression was a bit ugly, Sun Bumian couldn't help but ask:

"What happened?"

Chen Ling briefly explained the matter. Sun Bumian was somewhat surprised. Having joined the Dusk Society for so long, he actually didn't have much of an impression of this Eight of Diamonds. And the Dusk Society hadn't had a member lose contact for a long time.

Chen Ling woke up the small centipede hidden underground. After instructing it with something, the small centipede dove into the ground headfirst, its destination unknown.

Just at this time,

Jin Fugui, who was cleaning up the hotpot tables and chairs to the side, suddenly let out a light sound of surprise.

He suspiciously flipped over the stool Chen Ling had sat on. After fumbling around for a long time, he tore something off from a visual blind spot at the bottom of the stool... He flipped that thing back and forth in his hands a few times, his expression incredibly bizarre.

"...A letter?"

"I don't remember there being a letter stuck underneath when I picked up these stools?"

Chen Ling, who was talking with Sun Bumian, froze slightly upon hearing the word "letter". He walked up in confusion:

"What letter?"

Jin Fugui glanced at the recipient in the corner of the envelope, blinked his eyes... and then handed this letter into Chen Ling's hand:

"Red King, My Lord... this seems to be for you?"