Chapter 4622

Song Ci: "They once helped me solve several cases... and when they finally dispersed, they said to me: 'If only you had been born in the Ming Dynasty! This dynasty is not for you...'"

Song Ci: "You say my name... could it be related to this matter?"

Song Ci's expression was unreadable; his heart still brimmed with caution.

But he did not reveal his caution, choosing instead to go along with the guild members' words... while internally organizing the information he had gathered.

Batman: "..."

Tsuchimikado Mai: "... A transmigrator, holy shit."

Tsuchimikado Mai was stunned—could such a thing really be done! Lelouch: "Unlikely... if he were a transmigrator, he could never vanish so suddenly! Personally, I think the probability of him being a reincarnator is higher."

Lelouch's eyes narrowed slightly, a peculiar smile tugging at his lips.

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "I also feel it's most likely a reincarnator... look at this description: vanishes suddenly! Wears bizarre attire! Holds a gun! And at the time, helped Song Ci solve several cases..."

Kuroko Tetsuya: "Yes, and likely an ordinary reincarnator... after all, ordinary reincarnators still do good deeds."

Wudao Dong Xiang: "Too real."

Song Ci: "... It seems your doubts have been resolved..."

"Then, could you please answer my question: where is this place? Who are you?"

Song Ci slowly rose to his feet, pacing in place, thoughts flashing through his mind—one possibility after another emerging.

He murmured, "Could it be that my mental stress is too great, causing hallucinations? No, that possibility is far too low."

"Then is this the prank of immortals and gods, or the temptation of ghosts and spirits... or have all my actions as Song Ci been wrong? Has the realm of Great Song become the realm of ghosts and spirits? Have I been punished by heaven for upholding justice?"

As he thought, Song Ci's face darkened; he slammed his fist hard onto the desk.

After a brief silence, he took two deep breaths and calmed himself, "Enough... the situation may not be as dire as it seems. Perhaps the immortals have manifested."

Even though Song Ci firmly believed Confucius once said: "The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, force, disorder, or spirits."

But when such an anomaly occurred directly to him, he still wavered... after all, encountering it and not encountering it are entirely different things.

The feeling it gave him was completely different! Sawada Tsunayoshi: "I suggest Mr. Song take a look at the guild's brief introduction."

Hōjō Shinsuke: "Yes... but where's the other new member? Why hasn't he spoken up?"

Takanashi Rikka: "Want."

Gao Yao: "O great immortals and gods... this humble servant has but a worthless life—why have you singled me out?"

Gao Yao: "I haven't done anything wrong! First, I was terribly unlucky, transmigrating from now to the past, and even lost my testicles... I may have had some wicked thoughts, but they were forced upon me by life..."

Gao Yao's words sounded timid on the surface, but his expression was dark.

Why did such misfortune keep befalling him, one after another?

He did not see the guild chatroom as his opportunity; the logic was simple... since arriving in this era, he had been nothing but unlucky.

He transmigrated from the past to the present and lost all his family.

Then he was captured to build the Great Wall and nearly died.

Finally, he entered the palace and became a eunuch... the beings in this peculiar guild are very likely immortals.

And his transmigration back to this era was very likely the work of immortals... in other words, he was now—perhaps—performing a ridiculous and humiliating drama right before the very eyes of the culprits, the immortals!