Chapter 945: Eight of Spades

Eight of Spades

With Chen Ling's departure, the room's door slowly closed.

Only then could Chi Tong not help but laugh. "No wonder you wanted to use that person's memory to replace Chen Ling's memory. Making the Six of Hearts, who betrayed the Dusk Society, full of resentment towards the Dusk Society, and even personally killing a Dusk Society member... This way, he will completely cut ties with the Dusk Society."

Chi Tong paused for a moment, then asked,

"But I don't understand. There are no seriously injured Dusk Society members near the manufacturing factory at all... How are you going to make him kill someone?"

"There weren't before, but there can be now." The Silver King spoke faintly. "That one in the Dungeon should still have a breath left, right?"

"The Dungeon... Are you talking about the [Eight of Spades] caught a few days ago?"

"Yes."

"According to your instructions, we didn't deal a fatal blow, and he's still locked in the Dungeon right now... You want to let him out and have Chen Ling kill him?" Chi Tong frowned slightly. "But this [Eight of Spades] isn't weak. What if we let him run away, or what if he counter-kills Chen Ling?"

"Understood." Chi Tong nodded repeatedly,

"Don't worry, I will definitely arrange this matter well!"

...

To the Wuji Domain, clear weather was a luxury. After enjoying yesterday's sunlight, the haze gradually shrouded the sky of this Realm as usual.

A dull sound of a door being pushed open rang out. Chen Ling walked quickly into his room. He no longer had yesterday's leisure, but immediately started rummaging through the desk... Blank pages of paper were scattered on the floor by him. As a drawer was forcefully pulled open, a Bone-Stripping Knife lay quietly within.

Chen Ling's breathing was somewhat heavy. He slowly picked up this knife. The cold touch seemed to assimilate his gaze, becoming gloomy and struggling.

"Xiao Yu..."

The thick clouds outside the window drifted into the distance. Chen Ling's figure stood in the shadows like a sculpture.

"Xiao Yu... they've appeared again." Chen Ling muttered to himself. "All these years, I've been looking for them... Now, they're finally here, and right before my eyes..."

"I'm different now. I have power. No matter what happens this time, I will definitely avenge you..."

Chen Ling experienced some psychological struggle, then directly stuffed the Bone-Stripping Knife into his clothes, and forcefully pushed open the door!

Bang—!

The maids passing by the door were all startled by Chen Ling. They saw the hem of the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe floating up as he walked with wind in his steps, his Killing Intent chilling. For a moment, they were all stunned in place...

Chen Ling walked quickly through the corridor. All the maids passing by on the way, and even the Adjudicators and Thief Saints, were surprised by Chen Ling's imposing manner today. After secretly inquiring about it, they revealed expressions of sudden realization.

The gazes they used to look at Chen Ling's back were incredibly complicated.

Chen Ling just walked all the way to the door of the church like this. This time, the grand doors didn't imprison him again, but proactively and slowly opened to both sides...

At the same time, Ying Fu, who was stepping onto the stairs preparing to enter the church, froze.

"Chen Ling? Why are you..."

Seeing Chen Ling walking out of the church wearing the Theatrical Robe, Ying Fu frowned and was about to ask something, but Chen Ling opened his arms and hugged him heavily!

Ying Fu: ???

"You know what... I've finally waited until this day." Chen Ling's voice was incredibly deep. "I've remembered Xiao Yu's grudge for ten years. In these ten years, I've dreamt countless times of what he would look like when he grew up... He should have been an outstanding lawyer, or an excellent doctor, but everything about him was destroyed at the hands of the Dusk Society..."

"You were right, Ying Fu. Only by surviving can there be an Opportunity and possibility for revenge... This time, what they took from Xiao Yu, I will definitely take back from them!!"

After speaking, Chen Ling walked down the stairs without looking back. The breeze ruffled his hair and the corners of his clothes, leaving Ying Fu with only a resolute back...

Ying Fu didn't know what had happened. He just watched his back, his eyebrows furrowing tighter and tighter.

"Mister Chen." Just as Chen Ling was about to walk far away, a Fire-Stealer hurriedly stopped him. "It's too far from here to the Ninth District Manufacturing Factory. It's better if I drive you there... In case the Dusk Society villain has already escaped by the time we arrive, it'll be too late."

Chen Ling thought for a moment, then nodded:

"Alright!"

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe opened the car door and got into the passenger seat of a black sedan, then gradually faded into the distance amidst a roar of the engine.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ying Fu finally realized something. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at the church with its doors wide open...

Behind the stained glass window on the second floor of the church,

The Silver King, who had witnessed the entire process, took a light sip of red wine. He looked at Chen Ling's departing back, the corners of his mouth curling up into a smile.

...

"How long will it take us to reach the manufacturing factory?"

In the passenger seat of the sedan, Chen Ling grasped the Bone-Stripping Knife in his clothes tightly with his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"If we go at full speed, about half an hour." The driving Fire-Stealer answered. "What's wrong?"

Chen Ling's expression was solemn... He hesitated to speak.

The Fire-Stealer glanced at Chen Ling's expression and only found it somewhat amusing, but still comforted him:

"If you're worried that we'll arrive too late and that Dusk Society member will escape, you don't have to be... As far as I know, his injuries are very heavy right now. He shouldn't be able to run too far, right near the manufacturing factory."

Of course he couldn't run too far. After all, when he was there depended on when you arrived.

Chen Ling let out a slight sigh of relief. "Thank you... I don't mean to rush you, I just... just..."

Blue veins popped out on the hand Chen Ling used to grip the knife handle.

"I understand." The Fire-Stealer said leisurely. "The Dusk Society, a bunch of lawless madmen. They truly deserve to die."

Chen Ling nodded heavily, then turned to look at him. "...By the way, what's your name?"

"Me? My name is Xu Jia."

"Xu Jia... thank you for driving me. You are a good person." Chen Ling took a deep breath. "When we meet that Dusk Society member later, you must be careful. It's best to hide behind me... They are too dangerous, don't take any risks."

"Hahahahahahahaha." Xu Jia laughed. "Don't worry, I'm stronger than you."

"I'm not joking with you. The brutality and insidiousness of Dusk Society members is beyond your imagination... You absolutely cannot let your guard down."

"Alright, alright, I know."

The church gradually receded in the rear window. The two rode in the vehicle, driving all the way from the urban area to the edge of the Wuji Domain. Soon, a factory shrouded in haze appeared at the end of the barren land.