Chapter 1538: [Letter Writer]

[Letter Writer]

Chen Ling took the letter and glanced at the signature:

——[To the Red King].

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

This letter was found under Jin Fugui's stool. In other words, the person who delivered the letter not only knew that he had been recuperating under the Bridge Underpass during this time, but was also able to stick this letter under the stool without anyone noticing?

But the hiding place of this letter was a bit too concealed. How could he be sure that Jin Fugui would definitely find this letter?

Or what if he had already left by the time Jin Fugui found it?

Unless...

To the side, Sun Bumian's gaze suddenly looked towards Jin Fugui.

"No, don't look at me!" Jin Fugui cried foul. "I experienced ghost building walls outside all night last night, how could it be possible... Moreover, Red King, My Lord, I live here myself, why would I need to write a letter? It's not like it's a love letter! Is there anything I'd be too embarrassed to say to your face?"

"Then it's strange..." Sun Bumian rubbed his chin suspiciously. "Who else could have delivered this letter?"

"There is indeed someone who can," Chen Ling suddenly spoke up. "And more than one."

"Who?"

"One is my Fourth Senior Brother, Mo Jue... The other is Eight of Diamonds." Chen Ling paused for a moment.

"I've flipped through the Dusk Society's files. Eight of Diamonds' Path, [Letter Writer], is extremely special and possesses almost no offensive capabilities...

"However, as long as it's a letter he wrote personally, and supported by intense emotions, it will be tainted with the aura of 'Fate.' It can ignore spatial distance and deliver the letter to the area around the recipient.

"Furthermore, under the push of various coincidences, these letters will be discovered by the recipient at the right time.

"According to rumors, the Path of [Letter Writer] also appeared in ancient times, and that former Letter Writer reached a very high Rank. The letters he wrote personally could not only cross space, but even... cross time."

Sun Bumian was somewhat surprised. One had to know that Eight of Diamonds was already low-key and mysterious; not many people in the entire Dusk Society knew about this guy's related Path... Judging from Chen Ling's description of that ancient Letter Writer, this Path seemed very formidable.

Especially letters that could cross time—in a sense, this was an ability that could change history.

"The Dusk Society truly is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons," Sun Bumian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"However, Eight of Diamonds' current Rank isn't high. His letters can at most only cross space, unable to cross time," Chen Ling slowly spoke. "And just as I said, this Path has almost no offensive power whatsoever..."

"So, is this one in your hand his plea for help?"

Chen Ling directly opened the envelope. Rows of elegant and neat handwriting entered his sight:

[Since parting at Spirit Void, we have long neglected greetings.]

[Though Mo Yao's pen is sluggish, my thoughts are constantly tied, only wishing the Red King peace and well-being like an evergreen pine and cypress.]

[Mo Yao is currently staying in the Eternal Domain, residing above the mortal realm. Here, magnificent buildings are scattered, roofs are covered in glazed tiles, clear light shines down, and flowing colors are like stars... The objects here can be said to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. The residents here live and work in peace and contentment, without worries or cares.]

[Entrusted by Mr. Lou, Mo Yao takes up the pen to respectfully invite the Red King to visit Eternal alone.]

[On the night of the mid-month, above the abyss, be there or be square.]

Seeing the contents written on the letter, Chen Ling froze slightly, and then his expression visibly grew solemn.

"Wait, did Eight of Diamonds betray us?" Jin Fugui leaned over, glanced at it, and immediately widened his eyes. "He gave up on the Dusk Society and defected to the Eternal Domain??"

"It sounds like a Hongmen Banquet."

With Sun Bumian's rich life experience, he instantly found the key point amidst this pile of praising rhetoric. His gaze repeatedly swept over the words "entrusted by Mr. Lou," and then he looked at Chen Ling with a complex expression. "...What do you think?"

Chen Ling didn't answer. Looking at the letter in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

Just at this time, he seemed to have discovered something.

Chen Ling's fingertips repeatedly rubbed the letter paper. Whether it was his illusion or not, the thickness of this paper seemed a bit strange. It wasn't to say it was too thin or too thick, but rather the thickness wasn't uniform... If one used the naked eye, it would be fundamentally impossible to tell. Only by touching it personally could one detect a trace of a clue.

Chen Ling exerted a slight force with his fingertips.

Riiiip——

In the next second, the letter paper in his hand was directly torn into fine, dense pieces of paper, fluttering down to the earth...

At the same time, a thin piece of paper that seemed originally embedded within the paper was pinched between Chen Ling's fingertips. This piece of paper had no thickness, like a spider web. Even when nested within the paper, it didn't show any flaws.

And on this thin piece of paper, a line of minute and faint small words leapt into Chen Ling's sight:

[Red King, My Lord, Mo Yao was forced, hence wrote this letter]

[I die without regrets, Eternal is dangerous, please do not set foot]

Seeing these two lines of words, Chen Ling's slightly furrowed brows finally slowly smoothed out.

"It seems... he didn't betray us."

"It's a pure kidnapping, right?" Jin Fugui spat. "This Lord of Wuji just wants to lure you over?"

"Speaking of which, has there ever been a traitor in the Dusk Society so far?" Sun Bumian seemed to have thought of something and looked at Chen Ling suspiciously.

"No," Chen Ling shook his head. "We only instigate others to defect, but as long as they join the Dusk Society, there has never been a traitor."

Chen Ling had seen some of the Dusk Society's files from the Grey King. Ever since the fifth-generation Nameless Actor established the Dusk Society, they had suffered casualties, but there had never been a traitor.

"So we're actually this united?"

Sun Bumian was somewhat surprised. Having lived for so many years and seen so many betrayals and partings, an organization like the Dusk Society with no traitors was truly quite rare.

"Mm, perhaps it's because..."

Chen Ling opened his mouth, hesitating to speak.

"...It's nothing. We should still think of a way to rescue Eight of Diamonds first."

"But, are you really going to go personally?"

"Mm."

"Won't it be too dangerous?"

"The letter stated very clearly that Lou Yu wants to see me, and 'alone'," Chen Ling spoke slowly. "This might be a Hongmen Banquet, but... he might not necessarily have too strong of a hostility towards me."

Sun Bumian raised an eyebrow, seemingly unable to understand Chen Ling's thought process: "Aren't you being too optimistic? How are you sure he doesn't want to kill you?"

Chen Ling didn't answer. In his mind, the scene from the end of the Timeline Save File instantly surfaced—Lou Yu personally killing his next-world self, and then those complex and bitter eyes looking at him...

His voice echoed by Chen Ling's ear once again:

"Humanity does not need the Lord of Wuji, nor should the Lord of Wuji appear..."

"Chen Ling..."

"From now on, we will rely on you."