Chapter 2858: Why Does My Wife Keep Following Me Every Day 18

Tan Quan grievously shrank back behind the sofa, "Chailang and I... are both beastmen bred from the same batch of genes; rather than brothers, it's more like another version of myself."

Jin Chen: "……"

He fell silent for a few seconds.

Beastman.

What weird thing.

Indeed, it's not an ordinary world.

"So," Jin Chen organized his thoughts, "you're a beastman, Chailang is also a beastman, you guys are... clones?"

"More or less." Tan Quan nodded, "but not exactly the same. We each have our own consciousness, our own bodies."

Jin Chen didn't speak, his mind racing.

"How do we find Chailang then?" Jin Chen asked.

Tan Quan's expression grew more torn, "Actually... I also find it strange; I personally saw Chailang die, and logically he shouldn't still be alive. But if it really is him..."

Tan Quan said up to this point, then suddenly stopped.

He originally wanted to say, he definitely wouldn't let Yun Jian off either, but then he thought, Yun Jian is Mr. Yun of the underground boxing arena; does Chailang know? Would he dare move against Mr. Yun?

But when these words reached Jin Chen's ears, the meaning became completely different.

Not letting go of whoever saved Songcun—that refers to Yun Jian.

In the original plot, Yun Jian was targeted by Tan Quan's grudge for helping Songcun, and in the end his flower shop was destroyed.

Although Tan Quan has changed now, Chailang has appeared, and the plot is still progressing toward its original direction.

Jin Chen's gaze turned cold.

Tan Quan was startled by the cold aura emanating from him, shivered, and hurriedly explained, "I have no good relationship with Chailang at all! Last time I went to the underground arena, it was just to return the medal, and then we cut ties completely!"

Jin Chen glanced at him, "Tidy up, we're going to find Chailang."

Tan Quan blinked, "Do you know where he is?"

Jin Chen said, "But there's always a way to find him."

The two walked out of the lounge and saw Yun Jian still standing by the bar.

He held his phone, was taking a call, and had it on speaker.

From the other end of the line came Songcun's sobbing, plus another man's fierce voice:

"If you want this person unharmed, bring over whatever Songcun has hidden in the flower shop! Otherwise..."

That voice paused, then said word by word:

"Yun Jian, Jin Chen, and even my stupid hyena—I won't let any of you off."

Upon hearing his own name, Yun Jian's expression didn't change; he remained gentle and calm.

But upon hearing Jin Chen's name, his gaze noticeably sank.

He lowered his eyes; his long lashes hid a fleeting killing intent, making his smiling eyes inexplicably cold.

On the other end of the line, Chailang gave the address, his tone arrogant, clearly not taking them seriously.

After speaking, the call was hung up.

Jin Chen thought standing like this was fine; it saved them from having to search everywhere.

He walked over to Yun Jian, saw Yun Jian lowering his head, reached out to cradle his face, palm pressing his cool cheek, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Yun Jian lifted his eyes, looked at Jin Chen, his voice soft, "With you here, I'm not afraid."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but rub his cheek against Jin Chen's palm.

Yun Jian greedily enjoyed the worried gaze Jin Chen was presently directing entirely at him, as if Jin Chen's world could see only him.

He pursed his lips and again asked Jin Chen, "Are you going?"

"We're going." Jin Chen nodded, his tone firm, "But you don't need to worry; I'll handle it."

Yun Jian didn't say anything else to dissuade him, "Then you need to stay safe."

After saying that, as if unable to restrain himself, he lifted his gaze and kissed the corner of Jin Chen's lips.

This was their first kiss while Jin Chen was conscious.

Jin Chen reached out, lightly touched Yun Jian's reddened earlobe, "Good."

The two left the coffee shop.

Yun Jian stood at the doorway, watching the car drive away; the gentleness and reliance on his face faded bit by bit, his gaze gradually sinking, turning icy and dark.

How good it would be, if Jin Chen hadn't resisted his kiss, even responding to his concern, indulging his closeness.

Then, clearly today they should have been able to go further—embrace, hold hands, do whatever.

But it was ruined by that stupid, arrogant wolf.

Xiaoliu lifted his head and saw Yun Jian's expression; he had never seen the usually gentle flower shop owner show such a look, and was frightened.

Yun Jian noticed his gaze, turned his head, and gave him a blank look.

Yun Jian noticed his gaze, turned his head, and looked at him with a blank expression.

Yun Jian said nothing, turned, and left the coffee shop.

He returned to the flower shop, went up to the second floor, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Send some people over."

"Keep watch; if Chailang hurts even a single hair of his... you know the consequences."

The person on the other end shivered, responding repeatedly.

The person on the other end of the phone shivered, repeatedly saying "yes."

Abandoned cement factory.

Abandoned cement factory.

This place has been abandoned for many years; the factory buildings are dilapidated, all windows shattered, and the yard is piled with discarded concrete pipes and steel rebar.

Jin Chen and Tan Quan parked their car in the distance and walked in on foot.

In the open space at the center of the factory, Chailang stood there.

He indeed looks very much like Tan Quan, or rather, like Tan Quan before he turned into a teenage body.

But unlike Tan Quan, Chailang has a more obvious wildness, his eyes glowing with a greenish light, his breathing heavy, and……

He couldn't control his own tail and muzzle.

A gray-brown tail hung from behind him, his mouth opened, revealing a few sharp canine teeth, his lip muscles twitching unnaturally, making him look somewhat eerie.

Jin Chen withdrew his gaze in disgust and clicked his tongue, "Really ugly beyond belief."

Tan Quan stared fixedly at Chailang, "You really are still alive……"

Chailang snorted coldly, his voice hoarse, "Very disappointed?"

"I'm very surprised." Tan Quan said, "I personally saw you die on the stage."

"That was intentional." Chailang's tone carried mockery, "You think everyone is as stupid as you, willingly letting those people control you for life?"

Tan Quan didn't speak, only clenched his fists.

Jin Chen's gaze swept over Chailang, then fell to the factory corner.

Song Cun was tied to a concrete pillar, his mouth sealed with tape, eyes tightly shut, appearing near unconscious, his consciousness hazy.

"What do you want?" Jin Chen asked calmly.

Chailang turned his head, looking at Jin Chen, "A key, you……"

Before his words finished, footsteps sounded again from outside the factory.

Chailang alertly turned his head, looking toward the door.

A group of people wearing black uniforms and purple masks surrounded this place.

The leading purple-masked man stepped forward and said coldly to Chailang, "You disturbed the honored guest; you should be taken back to the underground arena for retraining."

Chailang's face changed, "……How did you end up here?"

He abruptly turned his head to look at Tan Quan, eyes full of anger, "You actually managed to summon the higher-ups of the underground arena!"

Tan Quan: "??"

He subconsciously looked at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen stood in place, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Again, it's been like this these few times; he hasn't even had time to act, and then such and such people appear, solving the trouble.

That behind-the-scenes Pervert, what exactly is his identity.

The leading purple-masked man ignored Chailang's roar, raised his hand, lightly waved, and the other beastmen subdued Chailang in two or three moves.

Chailang struggled desperately, roaring, "The underground arena shouldn't meddle in these matters! This is my personal grudge with them!"

"Disturbing the honored guest is the underground arena's business." The purple-masked man said coldly.

"Honored guest?" Chailang's scarlet eyes snapped toward Jin Chen and Tan Quan, finally fixing on Jin Chen, "Is it him? What kind of honored guest is he! An ordinary human!"

The purple-masked man paused slightly, then respectfully nodded at Jin Chen before leading the people away.

Several vehicles came silently, then left silently, as if nothing had happened.

Jin Chen: "……"

Tan Quan also dazed for a while, then reacted, hurriedly running to the corner to loosen Song Cun's bonds.

Song Cun had completely fainted; Tan Quan picked him up, checked, and sighed in relief, "Good, he just fainted from fright."

Jin Chen looked at the empty factory, the doubt in his heart growing heavier.

He took out his phone, and indeed, he received another message from an unknown number.