Author: Sannin OnikiWord Count: 1296
When Xiaobai heard this, he was about to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Xiaotao's faint voice echoed once more:
"What the Human Domain thinks doesn't count for us... To the Integrationists, Brother Chen Ling is our hero. He always has been, and always will be."
Without Chen Ling, Xiaotao and Xiaobai would likely have died at the hands of the Scarlet Sky Cult. Without Chen Ling and his Legion of Disaster, nearly half of the Integrationists would have perished before even crossing the Gray Realm. And now, Chen Ling is risking his life in the South Sea Domain to carve out a path for them. Such a debt of gratitude cannot be expressed in just a few words.
"But your brother..."
"Brother, you're not a god. It's not your fault you couldn't save everyone." Xiaotao shook her head, her eyes clouding with bitterness. "Actually, I've been mentally prepared for this for years... I just never wanted to believe he was truly gone.
Thank you and the Holy Son for weaving such a fairy tale to spare my feelings."
Chen Ling fell silent.
Xiaotao was very sensible, but sometimes, she was too sensible... Sensible children always keep all their sorrow to themselves, saving their smiles for others, which makes one's heart ache.
The Pu family members didn't pursue them. In fact, Chen Ling barely heard any sounds of pursuit during their escape. He smoothly led the two away, emerging from a field on the outskirts of the South Sea Domain.
Chen Ling glanced at the sky, his brows slowly furrowing.
It was almost time for the meeting with the Integrationists. If all went according to plan, they would soon arrive at the South Sea Domain's entrance...
Chen Ling turned to Xiaobai and Xiaotao, speaking earnestly:
"Xiaobai, you'll carry Xiaotao and head north in a moment... The toy factory should be somewhere nearby."
"Pu Jianyue has already caused trouble with the Caobang; they won't target the toy factory again. Right now, the Pu family's entire focus is on catching me, so the toy factory is the safest place... You two hide well there, understand?"
"Understood!"
Xiaobai immediately hoisted the weak Xiaotao onto his back, nodding seriously.
"Brother Chen Ling... what about you?" Xiaotao asked.
"I'm going to create some commotion to draw the attention of the South Sea Domain, and while I'm at it..." Chen Ling paused for a moment,
"...I'll gather some people to help."
"It's getting cold again..."
At the entrance of the Messy General Store, a bald middle-aged man slowly emerged from inside.
He held a teacup, gently blowing on the rising steam as he watched the leaves slowly fluttering down onto the street. A cool breeze from afar swept across the ground, making the old shop sign creak.
"The weather in the South Sea Domain has been abnormal lately."
A figure in a wool coat and scarf walked up beside him, eyes fixed on the swirling clouds, and spoke slowly.
"Is this some kind of omen?"
"...Hard to say."
The bald man nodded slightly, taking a sip of his tea. "By the way, why have you been coming to my place so often these past two days? Have all the Kite Aid Society tasks been dealt with?"
"Mostly," Chu Muyun hesitated for a moment. "Mainly, I'm still a bit worried..."
"Worried about what? Or rather... worried about whom?"
"Whoever is making the biggest waves in the entire South Sea Domain right now, that's who I'm worried about."
"Ah, truly the renowned Red Heart 6. No matter which domain he's in, he can turn things upside down."
"This time it's different... This time, he seems a bit too ostentatious." Chu Muyun sighed deeply. "After all, there are two demigods overseeing the South Sea Domain. If he makes too much of a ruckus, it will be hard to resolve."
"What? Do you have a way to deal with two demigods?"
"How could I?"
"Then what can you do?"
"What else can I do? If something really goes wrong, I'll quickly go beg the Red King, that old man, to save him."
"Will the Red King agree?"
"Tsk, I don't know... No one can truly see through that master and disciple."
Chu Muyun shrugged, leaning casually against the creaking sign. "We can't handle the demigod level, but others... we can always try our luck with."
"What? You've reached that level now??" The bald man was utterly astonished.
"I'm still far from it... but I've rallied some others these past two days."
"Who?"
Chu Muyun looked at him, smiling without a word.
"Playing mysterious," the bald man scoffed, not bothering to argue. After downing his tea in one gulp, he turned to head back into the shop.
Just then, a small streak of shadow whizzed across the street, shooting out from the end of the alleyway opposite!
"Oh?"
Chu Muyun let out a soft exclamation, lifting his fingertips slightly and precisely catching the blade-like blur between them...
It was a letter.
The bald man stepped back out, glanced in the direction the letter had come from. The end of the alleyway was already empty, with no one in sight. His expression became solemn.
"Who was it?"
Chu Muyun didn't answer. He quickly tore open the letter; a sheet of paper and a playing card slid out.
Glancing at the playing card, Chu Muyun smiled slightly:
"Who else could it be but the man of the hour?"
"It seems the Pu family is hot on his heels, making it inconvenient for him to show his face." The bald man leaned closer to Chu Muyun. "What does he say?"
"He needs someone to help open the gate."
"The Integrationists?"
"Mm-hm."
"From the human domain's perspective, this would be like letting a wolf into the house." The bald man looked at Chu Muyun. "Are you going to help him?"
Chu Muyun smiled.
He tucked the letter into his pocket, looking at the heavy dark clouds in the distance, and spoke calmly:
"We are the Twilight Society, public enemies of the Human Domain. Whether the Human Domain wants the Integrationists to come in... what business is it of ours?"
"If bringing in the Integrationists can throw this domain into chaos and hasten the demise of the South Sea Lord, wouldn't that be a good thing?"
The bald man paused, then gave him a thumbs-up:
"Only you official society members have such brilliant ideas!"
After delivering the letter, a red streak of shadow, clinging to the shadowy corner of the wall, continued to dart forward.
Chen Ling had little time left. With "Red Heart 6" having disrupted things multiple times, the entire South Sea Domain was under strict alert. He couldn't communicate with the Twilight Society members face-to-face, so he had to convey his needs this way.
Han Meng, upholding his own sense of justice, wouldn't help him open the gate. But the Twilight Society was already an enemy of the domain, so naturally, they had no "justice" to uphold. Chen Ling was confident that the Twilight Society would be willing to send people to help him.
His next task, then, was to create as much commotion as possible...
An invisible Mind Python extended from Chen Ling's sleeve, clinging to his back. Its massive snake head constantly scanned the surroundings, its red tongue flicking, as if searching for something.
"So..."
"My 'counterfeit,' where exactly are you hiding now?"
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