Chapter 114: The Viper Emerges from Its Lair
Professor Kang, standing before me, was unusually sensitive. He stared at me with an unmistakably malicious look, as though I had claimed every one of his subordinates for myself and turned against him.
Black Jacket flushed crimson with embarrassment. He had never done anything so treacherous as betraying those on his own side.
There would have been nothing wrong with using this matter to teach me a lesson.
But now, this coffin had never imagined...
These people had long since seen through Lin Kongxue’s earlier tricks. What truly puzzled them was how Lin Kongxue had managed to choose the Illusion Demon Blade.
When the court convened for the interrogation, Feng Chang gave a detailed account of what had happened. Magistrate Sun based his judgment on the facts, reasoning that a spoken testimony alone was insufficient, and ordered an examination of the scene. At Feng Chang’s direction, the constables reenacted the incident. After several simulations, Magistrate Song determined that Feng Chang’s account was truthful: Xianglan had indeed died after struggling free of Feng Chang’s attempt to restrain her. She had used too much force, and the momentum had sent her tumbling to her death.
The man standing before me was none other than Leng Feng, commander of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade. Although I had not met him many times, I already regarded him as a friend.
“D-dead?!” The words struck Wu Yun like a bolt from a clear sky, blasting his mind into blankness and draining all color from his face.
A faint shadow suddenly rose within the great hall, revealing itself to be a concealed doorway. Wushuang slowly stepped inside, then vanished into the black space with a single sweep of his sleeve against the wind.
Yu Min sat gloomily in the passenger seat, listless and dispirited. Lei Jun’s image kept surfacing in her mind, especially his final words, which continued to echo within her heart.
Ghost Diying’s throat bobbed once, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She had always been taciturn, and faced with a situation like this, she truly had no idea how to comfort anyone.
As the saying went, human nature was good from the beginning. In truth, Ace of Hearts was not a bad person. Over the years, after joining the Mammoth Organization, she had committed quite a few wrongs out of necessity, but she had never done anything truly heinous. She had never taken a life.
Lu Fang realized in that instant what was happening. That fellow was actually preparing to teleport away directly. He absolutely could not be allowed to escape.
Li Si had already been taken to the Zhao residence by Zhao Fuxin. He had never imagined that the brother who had shared his tent was actually the top scholar of the imperial examinations. Nor had he expected the man to trust him so deeply that one of his two deputies would be him.
Gu Meng arched an eyebrow and gave Guan Chenji an odd look, but Guan Chenji seemed perfectly pleased with himself, apparently enjoying Gu Meng’s less-than-friendly attentions.
This filled Mentor Huang with a surge of emotion. He began discussing the matter with Lu Fang and decided that, starting the next day, he would study this aspect of their abilities together with him.
Only by becoming strong enough could one protect everyone one wished to protect. But the true opponent was not Lin Derong. It was Captain Yang behind him—and perhaps even the Zhou family.
Guan Yanqi’s intention was already clear to Gu Meng. There was no one who understood better what Guan Lei had been doing during this period. Since she was away from home so often, Guan Lei had been using every spare minute to make trouble for her.
“Then what does this have to do with the bracelet?” Song Yiyi sensed vaguely that the matter was not as simple as it appeared. Perhaps it would lead her to the clue she needed most.
She knew she ought to turn off the television and avoid being influenced by the news, but she simply could not control herself. Gu Meng’s eyes remained fixed on the screen, unmoving.
Unexpectedly, Lanqing suddenly stopped while walking. Yunqi, head bowed and mind elsewhere, had been following behind without paying attention to what lay ahead, and crashed straight into Lanqing’s back.
Leaving aside the fact that the bracelet had been destroyed—even if it had not been, could Song Yiyi really be the chosen person designated by this mysterious formation, passed down through countless generations?
The Church, for its part, would send Cardinal Meyer as usual. In addition, several archbishops already stationed in the north would cooperate with the operation unconditionally.