Chapter 2692: Psycho City Lord's Love-Hate Rule 15

Jin Chen entered the side chamber.

Jin Chen took a few steps closer, lowered his gaze to look at Liu Zhou on the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Do you want to live?"

Liu Zhou clung to the straw of salvation like a drowning man, nodding frantically, tears streaming down his face as he shouted, "Yes! Yes, yes! Sir, save me! Please, please save me!"

"If you want to live, do exactly as I say, without deviation."

Jin Chen said, "I will have Gu Bai Bai send you to a safe corner of the outer city; once there, someone will meet you."

"Remember, no matter what strange sights you see or frightening sounds you hear along the way, do not turn back, do not respond."

"Keep running toward the faint light that looks most like an ordinary human inn; the person meeting you will have a gray wooden token tied at his waist, named Chu Jiu Shan."

Liu Zhou stared, dumbfounded, his heart pounding, yet he struggled to etch each word into his mind, nodding repeatedly.

"I… I remember! Look for light, like an inn, find the gray token, find Chu Jiu Shan!"

Jin Chen then took out the glazed bead again and made contact with the three Chu Jiu Shan people in the outer city.

The glazed bead's light screen lit up, and Chu Jiu Shan immediately came over.

"Senior Brother! Are you alright? We just heard that the City Lord's Mansion's Dharma Protector captured a human!"

"No problem." Jin Chen spoke concisely, "I will send him out of the City Lord's Mansion; you go to meet him, and be sure to bring him away safely."

Chu Jiu Shan nodded quickly, "All right! Senior Brother, rest assured!"

Zang Huai An beside him asked in a low voice, "Brother Jin, when… can we leave this ghostly place?"

Liu Shuoyue also cast a questioning glance.

Jin Chen pondered briefly, calculating the time, "If my estimate is correct, there should be a chance to leave tomorrow; you first receive the person well, find a secure place to hide, wait for my news, remember not to act rashly, especially…"

His gaze swept over Chu Jiu Shan's eager face, "Watch him well."

Chu Jiu Shan muttered dissatisfiedly, "Senior Brother! I'm not a three-year-old child; I won't run around recklessly…"

Observant Liu Shuoyue noticed the wounds on Jin Chen's earlobe and neck, which didn't look like injuries from a fight.

She thought for a moment, sucked in a breath of cold air, and asked anxiously, "Brother Jin, what happened to your ear and neck…?"

Jin Chen raised his hand, his knuckles rubbing the red mark, "It's nothing, just a few bites from the ill-tempered City Lord."

Those words shocked the three humans opposite into freezing on the spot, eyes wide and mouths agape.

Chu Jiu Shan clutched his head, screaming, "Ah Ah Ah!"

"Senior Brother! You've been humiliated by that City Lord!"

Jin Chen: "……" What words.

Jin Chen ended the topic, "Do what you're supposed to do, wait for my news."

He put away the glazed bead, turned toward Liu Zhou, who looked like he had just eaten a big melon, and the newly returned Bai Bai, and said, "Go."

Bai Bai had become loyally rebellious, once again hoisted Liu Zhou, and slipped out of the City Lord's Mansion along the wall's shadow via a familiar route.

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Night.

The moon hanging in the deep night sky shed a clarity different from that of the mortal realm.

Jin Chen was still not used to the ghostly city's cold moon at night, and lay down early under the covers.

The skull Bai Bai kept watch outside the hall, its hollow eye sockets gazing at the cold moon, its finger bones clicking as it counted.

The seven-day deadline was approaching.

It occasionally poked its head into the inner chamber to glance at the bed where Jin Chen lay.

In its understanding, no ghost who learns of its impending soul scattering and eternal annihilation would ever be happy.

Yet it saw Jin Chen lying quietly with eyes closed, appearing completely untroubled.

In the consciousness space, Jin Chen pulled Ling Gun Gun to watch a horror movie.

【Host! Hurry and turn it off!】 Ling Gun Gun curled into a furball, both tiny paws tightly covering its eyes, yet couldn't help peeking through the gaps between its fingers, so frightened its fur stood on end.

【This is the ghost city; outside, all the wandering beings are real monsters! Why are you still watching these movies to scare me!】

It simply pollutes the treasure trove of the Pixiu!

The movie was currently showing a Chinese-style horror film.

Jin Chen: 【Do you understand now?】

Ling Gun Gun sobbed, righteous and indignant: 【I'm deceiving you; in fact I didn't watch it at all! The boss said scary things don't have to be faced head-on—I can choose to close my eyes!】

Jin Chen: 【……】

【Zero Egg, this world has ghosts but no underworld.】

Ling Gun Gun dazedly lifted its little head, blinked its bean-sized eyes, 【Huh? Uh… oh right.】

Ling Gun Gun belatedly realized, 【The heavenly dao of this world is so foolish, its order incomplete.】

Jin Chen's eyes flickered.

He didn't think the heavenly dao was foolish; the fierce ghost prison beneath the Azure Altar was very much like a netherworld device that only the underworld would have, so Yin Chao Sheng would also be restricted there.

【No more, no more!】 Ling Gun Gun, as if pardoned, cheered, 【The Main God has arrived! I'm withdrawing first!】

Jin Chen immediately opened his eyes.

Beside the bed, the sheer curtain fluttered up on its own, without wind.

A red silhouette stood silently there, surrounded by a chilling ghostly aura, its scarlet clothing revealing a striking brilliance beneath the pale moonlight.

Yin Chao Sheng stood thus, his gaze falling on Jin Chen's face, dark and inscrutable.

Jin Chen half-raised himself, his black hair disheveled, making his face look even more peerlessly handsome in the dim light.

He reached out his hand toward that red shadow, palm up, the corner of his mouth hinting at a smile.

"The long night stretches on; City Lord, please come into my embrace."

The candles in the side chamber had all been extinguished; Yin Chao Sheng acted as he pleased, killing at whim, yet he still couldn't fathom why, despite repeatedly being enraged by this impudent ghostly creature to the point of wanting to tear it apart at once, he invariably ended up tolerating its repeated offenses and transgressions.

Is it because of this rare body that suits my heart, or because of that repeatedly provoking his tranquil emotions, reckless attitude?

The ghostly shadow stirred slightly, stepping forward slowly, the translucent, icy-cold fingertips resting on Jin Chen's palm, the scarlet long robe trailing the ground, soundless and breathless.

Jin Chen, going with the motion, tightened his arms, firmly encircling the icy yet gorgeous body in his embrace.

Just as Yin Chaosheng leaned into his embrace, Jin Chen's kiss fell.

Yin Chaosheng's consciousness sank under the impact of the surging sensory torrent, and only when the long, deep kiss finally ceased could he catch his breath, leaning against Jin Chen's shoulder, dazed.

When he had been bullied severely, this moody Ghost King would always reveal a fragile demeanor starkly different from his usual ferocious aura.

Jin Chen's heart softened; one hand still wrapped around his waist, the other lifted, slipping into Yin Chaosheng's smooth long hair, lightly stroking it intermittently.

The moonlight shifted, faintly illuminating Jin Chen's brow.

There, the netherworld flower imprint's petal edges seemed to show signs of unfurling and blooming.

This is the sign that the mortal body is about to awaken, the soul being drawn, soon to depart the Ghost City.

However, the night was hazy, and the kiss marks were damp.

The bewildered Yin Chaosheng didn't notice; he lowered his head, as if dissatisfied with his earlier passivity, yet also enamored, stubbornly pressing close to Jin Chen's side neck, using his sharp teeth to pierce the warm skin once more.