Chapter 1256: 6

Author: Sannkyuu OnyokuWord count: 1297

Seeing his companion transformed into a bloody mess by Chen Ling's slap, Councilman Tong's legs turned to jelly, and he lost his balance, tumbling onto the roadside. His sweat-drenched palm gripped the pistol tightly, as if it were his last straw. Just as he struggled to get back up, the hem of a vermilion opera robe brushed slowly past his cheek within the hazy mist.

"I'm very curious."

Chen Ling's leisurely voice softly sounded by his ear.

Councilman Tong's vision blurred, and the pistol in his hand instantly appeared in another fair, slender hand. As Chen Ling casually twisted the gun into a knot, he spoke indifferently, "Are all the councilmen of the Alliance Council truly of your caliber?"

The twisted gun was tossed in front of Councilman Tong. He stared blankly for a few seconds before trembling as he replied:

"No... not... no... yes... no... they..."

Faced with the question, Councilman Tong didn't know how to respond.

Chen Ling was somewhat disappointed. And so, another slap lashed out at Councilman Tong's face!

Bang—!!

Councilman Tong spun into the air, then, gushing blood, fell back down beside the lifeless-looking Councilman Sun.

Chen Ling calmly continued to walk towards them.

Chen Ling knew that killing two councilmen here today would undoubtedly plunge the Nanhai Domain into chaos, but he didn't care. He didn't care what impact the deaths of these two councilmen would have on Nanhai politics, nor did he care if it would affect the implementation of any policies. Firstly, these two had framed him; secondly, they had humiliated Han Meng; and thirdly, they had attempted to tarnish the name of the deceased Wen Shilin. Chen Ling would not let them go, no matter what.

Chen Ling was confident that with the skill level of the Nanhai Domain's police force, no amount of investigation would lead back to him. His only concern was whether the deaths of the two councilmen would affect Han Meng. The two councilmen had just provoked Han Meng, and then they were killed right after leaving. The Nanhai Domain's high-ranking officials would undoubtedly suspect Han Meng. However, Han Meng was merely a prisoner, confined to his room and never leaving the Pu family residence during this period. The entire Pu family could vouch for this, so after a brief period of suspicion, Han Meng would not be affected.

Given this, Chen Ling had nothing more to worry about.

"Chen... Ling..."

The two bloodied figures saw the hem of the large red opera robe gradually approaching them. Driven by their final will to survive, they spoke hoarsely and with great difficulty,

"Don't kill... us... we can... work for you..."

"Me, needing you to work?" Chen Ling's eyelids drooped as he sneered, "At most, you're just two councilmen... If the Alliance Council blocks my path, I'll just kill them all. What use do I have for you?"

"The human domain... won't let you get away with this..."

"Then let them come." Chen Ling said indifferently, "Coincidentally, my subordinates from Ghost Scorn Abyss... still have nowhere to go."

Swish—!!

Densely packed red paper tentacles instantly shot out from beneath Chen Ling's robe, piercing the two men's bodies like a sieve. Scarlet blood sprayed out in a fan shape, staining the entire ground crimson. Two pairs of terrified eyes stared fixedly at Chen Ling, the life gradually fading from them until they stiffened in the pool of blood.

Chen Ling calmly looked at the two wretchedly dead men. A moment later, he slowly raised his hand, dipped it in the still-warm, wet blood, and drew a crooked symbol on the ground...

From a distance, it resembled a plump and deformed heart:

"Who... am I?"

Rumble—

Pale lightning flashed through the ink-black clouds.

Drizzling rain drifted down from the sky. In the cold wind and rain, a figure clad in a large red opera robe, like a walking corpse, slowly advanced along the railway tracks beneath his feet. He waded through puddles reflecting layered ripples, shattering his own reflection with each step.

"So chaotic... so chaotic!!"

"My memories... why have my memories become like this? Are these my memories?? No, these aren't my memories... no, that's not right..."

"My name... damn it!! I have a name of my own!!"

"I'm almost remembering, I'm almost remembering!!"

Pu Jianyue clutched his head with both hands, his face made hideously distorted by the shocking knife marks. He roared in agony, like a beast on the verge of collapse.

Just then, a playing card floated out from his embrace.

The moment he saw the card's face, a flash of insight struck his mind like lightning!

"Six of Hearts... I am Six of Hearts! My name... my name isn't important, I am Six of Hearts of the Twilight Society!"

"That's right, I was framed by the King of Silver, and my memories are in disarray, but it doesn't matter. As long as I haven't forgotten who I am, I haven't lost!!"

"King of Silver, you just wait... I will definitely make you pay!!!"

Buzz—!!

Just as Pu Jianyue muttered grimly to himself, a train roared from straight ahead, like a black steel beast, tearing through the curtain of rain! Dazzling lights swept across the tracks, and the train thundered directly through the spot where Pu Jianyue had just been, yet no blood splattered. As the train rumbled past, a figure was re-outlined atop a distant streetlight, reassembling itself from countless strokes.

Pu Jianyue looked down at his palms, muttering:

"The King of Silver didn't steal my abilities, that's good news... But, why am I in the Nanhai Domain?"

"My memories are still chaotic, and a significant portion is missing..."

"Never mind. Since I'm here, there must be clues. I'll search slowly and should be able to recover some of my memories... At worst, I'll just ask my colleagues from the Twilight Society for help."

Pu Jianyue's gaze turned towards the Nanhai Domain, shrouded in hazy mist. In his eyes, there was not much fear, only hatred for the King of Silver, and absolute confidence in his own concealment abilities... Although, he didn't know why he was so confident.

"Nanhai Domain..."

"I, Six of Hearts, have arrived."

"Young Master Jianyue is back?"

"Good day, Young Master."

"Good afternoon, Young Master."

Beneath the dim, overcast sky, many figures spoke respectfully. Chen Ling, who had already changed back into his gray waistcoat and straight trousers, walked unhurriedly through the Pu family courtyard. His rimless glasses rested on his nose, giving him an elegant and profound aura.

Chen Ling gave a slight nod to the greeting servants and walked directly towards the deeper part of the residence. He stopped at a doorway and knocked gently.

The occupant was Pu Jianyue's father, the sixth-ranked among his generation, and like the patriarch, one of the Pu family's true power-holders. If the entire Pu family were likened to an empire, the patriarch would be the emperor, while Pu Jianyue's father would be equivalent to one of the most powerful vassal kings... To outsiders, this might sound exaggerated, but as the Nanhai Domain's foremost family, which almost monopolized the God of Books Way, this was indeed their reality.

"Enter," a voice sounded from behind the door.