Chapter 576: I Came to Find Lin Yan

Chapter 577: I'm Here for Lin Yan

Seeing this, the three Envoys nodded in satisfaction. After bidding farewell to Wang Jincheng, they turned and vanished among the clouds.

Wang Jincheng rubbed his tired eyes and murmured to himself:"It's finally done... There shouldn't be anything left to deal with..."

"Hmm... No, it seems there's still one thing..."

Suddenly, the image of the red-robed performer standing in the rain with an umbrella flashed in Wang Jincheng's mind. He sighed with a hint of helplessness."Never mind, I should still go."

The Boundless Realm.

A figure in a black robe hurried through a dim corridor, his expression anxious, arriving before an ornate gate. He pushed it open with both hands.

As the heavy gate swung open with a dull thud, a spacious cathedral appeared before him.

The floor was paved with gold bricks, and magnificent pillars, like white jade, stood majestically. Atop these white jade pillars, the elaborate stone-carved ceiling had been entirely transformed into a dome of jewels. The original vivid carvings remained etched upon them, but their value was now astronomical.

The once unremarkable cathedral had been completely transformed. If its treasures were monetized and sold now, the sum would be enough to buy out the five top financial groups of the Mortal Realm in one go.

And now, on the gold-paved floor, Brand, dressed in a red robe with gold patterns, yawned lazily.

"What is it?"

"President! The formation left by Vega and Six-Claw in the Mortal Realm just showed activity!"

"Oh?" Brand sat up with interest. "Any good news? Did they connect with the Big Dipper Conglomerate?"

"Uh..."

Seeing the man's strange expression, the smile on Brand's face gradually faded, and the surrounding temperature began to drop.

"What happened?"

"They... they seem to be dead."

"Dead?"

"When the formation opened just now, I heard Vega shout a few words, then I heard something shatter... And then, the life curses they left in the association disappeared."

Brand's face visibly darkened. He got up and paced back and forth in the cathedral, muttering to himself:"That shouldn't be... Has the Mortal Realm already discovered us? But with the formation already set up, their combined strength should have been enough to get them back..."

"Wait, you said he shouted a few words. What did he shout?"

The black-robed man opened his mouth and finally uttered four words:"It was Heart 6."

"What 6?"

"'It was Heart 6,' referring to Heart 6, a member of the Twilight Society who caused a big stir in the Aurora Realm some time ago," the black robe added.

"Oh, the Twilight Society... Could it be that the Twilight Society is involved too?" Brand frowned in thought."However, since this was the last message Vega sent before he died, their demise must be connected to this Heart 6."

"President, what should we do next?"

"The infiltration must continue. We need to ensure we have enough people in the main city when the plan is launched... Send a few more people in to see what the situation is like in the Mortal Main City now."

The black robe turned to leave, but Brand's voice immediately rang out."Wait." Brand paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Tell the subordinates that from today, the Witchcraft Association will begin to search for and apprehend Heart 6. I want to see... just who this person is."

"Understood."

Startling Swan Pavilion.

Kong Baosheng leaned against the kitchen doorway, looking at the drizzling rain under the eaves, seemingly distracted.

At the entrance of the theater, the two 'door gods' stiffened their necks, staring blankly at the Grand World Dance Hall across the street, which was being raided by police officers. Their mouths unconsciously gaped wide enough to swallow a lightbulb.

They didn't understand.

Just a few days ago, the Grand World Dance Hall was thriving, and under Li Ruohong's protection, they acted with impunity, dealing with smaller establishments with ease... But in just a few days, they witnessed the dance hall become haunted, customer traffic dwindle, and business decline day by day. Today, even the roof of the dance hall was blown off. All its employees were forcibly dismissed, and they heard that even the boss, Li Ruohong, was crushed into pulp...

The once bustling dance hall was now deserted and utterly desolate.

The two of them had originally been ordered to destroy Startling Swan Pavilion, but after these past few days, the Pavilion remained unharmed, while they turned around to find their own base gone. At this moment, they were still dazed.

Just then, at the end of the street, two figures in a red and a green theatrical robe walked side by side."Brother Li, this is our theater."

"It looks quite good... Although the exterior is a bit old, it has a lot of antique charm. With a bit of tidying up, it should look very grand."

"Renovating will be a big project. We can discuss it later."

"Oh... Brother Lin, your theater even hired doormen?"

"What do you think? They're free."

"A bit ugly... But since they're free, it's acceptable, barely."

"Come on, let's go inside and have a look."

Chen Ling and Li Qingshan walked past the two stunned 'door gods' as if they weren't even there...

At this moment, the two 'door gods,' with their boss dead, their livelihoods lost, and their base gone, had no mind to scare Li Qingshan. They stood swaying in the light rain outside the theater's entrance like two rootless duckweeds, momentarily unsure of where to go.

"Sir, you're finally back!" Kong Baosheng, who had been leaning idly by the kitchen door, immediately stood up when he saw Chen Ling return. He paused slightly upon seeing Li Qingshan beside him."This is..."

"This is Li Qingshan; he'll also be performing in our theater from now on." Chen Ling turned to Li Qingshan. "This child is Kong Baosheng, my assistant."

"A new performer, finally?"

Excitement welled up in Kong Baosheng's eyes. It was clear he genuinely wanted to expand Startling Swan Pavilion, but with only Chen Ling as a performer, it was clearly not enough. Li Qingshan's arrival undoubtedly filled him with anticipation for the future.

"Hello, Mr. Li. Please take good care of me from now on." Kong Baosheng bowed respectfully.

"Hello." Li Qingshan smiled as he helped him up, his expression gentle. "To manage a theater at such a young age, young sir, you are truly impressive."

"Ah?" Hearing "young sir," Kong Baosheng's cheeks flushed, and he quickly spoke. "Mr. Li, you jest. I... I can't bear the title 'sir.' That's only for renowned performers like you and Mr. Lin... I'm still too young."

"The title 'sir' is earned by deeds, not by age," Li Qingshan said earnestly, looking into his eyes.

Kong Baosheng smiled shyly, then suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead."Oh no, oh no! I didn't know Mr. Li was coming, and I haven't prepared enough food... I'll go out and buy more right now!"

Kong Baosheng hurried towards the door. Just as he reached it, a figure appeared outside the theater's entrance, and Kong Baosheng nearly bumped into him.

He stumbled, regained his balance, and looked up in confusion, only to see a burly figure standing at the theater's entrance, carefully surveying the place.

"I am Wang Jincheng, Chief of the Mortal Main City Police Department," the man stated calmly."I'm here for the performer Lin Yan."