Chapter 89: Living is Good

Killing intent surged through the carriage, and the temperature plummeted!

Chen Ling was trapped in his seat, staring blankly at Han Meng, whose killing intent was palpable. For a moment, his mind went blank.

Han Meng leaving District Three, suddenly appearing here, and even shooting out the train's driving wheel – this was no coincidence. The only explanation was that he had come for Chen Ling.

But how did he know that the Stellar Chamber of Commerce was going to make a move on him?

The man, locked in Han Meng's sights, was enveloped in killing intent. He frowned, staring at Han Meng for a long time, as if remembering something.

“Han Meng… I think I’ve heard that name,” he said, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

“I heard a few years ago, a new law enforcer from District Three killed the nephew of the Stellar Chamber of Commerce president in the Ancient Armory. After being detained, he endured three rounds of Soul Shattering Interrogation and still maintained his sanity. This incident even alarmed high-ranking officials at headquarters.

That enforcer… was his name Han Meng?”

“Is that so?” Han Meng replied indifferently. “What a coincidence.”

His finger rested on the trigger. Beneath his black trench coat, a domain swiftly expanded around him.

Feeling the terrifying aura contained within the domain, the man’s expression grew increasingly grim. Without hesitation, he raised his hand, about to conjure something from thin air, when a thick beam of light flashed past his temple in an instant!

The invisible power of deconstruction, like a bullet, grazed his sideburns, then instantly pierced through all the train carriages, leaving only a massive circular hole.

“What makes you think your words are faster than my gun?”

Han Meng remained in the same posture, holding the gun with one hand, a wisp of light smoke drifting from its muzzle. His face was expressionless.

But at this moment, several drops of cold sweat trickled down the man’s temple. A mixture of dread and terror flashed across his pale face.

If Han Meng’s shot had been slightly off, his head would have been deconstructed into nothingness. He had survived not because the shot missed, but because Han Meng never intended to kill him.

“This is a warning… Never try to directly attack a Judge, you fool.”

Han Meng pointed the gun at the man, then gestured towards Chen Ling. “Undo the characters on him, or the next shot will be through your head.”

The man was both shocked and enraged. As a fellow fourth-tier expert, he was completely suppressed by Han Meng’s Judgment, which filled him with immense frustration. He possessed formidable abilities from the Path of the Book God, but in the face of that gun, everything he did was too slow.

However, he was helpless. The frontal combat power of most Divine Paths could hardly surpass that of the Path of the Weapon God, and the Judgment Path was the most destructive of all Weapon God Paths!

As someone on the Path of the Book God, already locked down by his opponent, how could he fight a Judge?

No matter how fast his words were, could they be faster than a bullet?

The man’s expression shifted repeatedly. He stared at Han Meng for a long time, then gritted his teeth and spoke:

“You know the consequences of offending the Stellar Chamber of Commerce…”

“No one knows better than me,” Han Meng said, his eyes narrowing slightly as a surge of killing intent once again spread through the carriage. “Don’t make me repeat myself a third time… Release him.”

Seeing that a second shot was about to be fired, the man gritted his teeth. He lightly swiped his palm through the air, remotely undoing the characters that controlled Chen Ling.

Chen Ling immediately felt his body lighten, and control returned to him!

“Don’t think that by hiding outside Aurora City, they can’t do anything to you…” The man slowly retreated, and with each step, mysterious characters appeared on the train car floor.

“Next time we meet, you won’t have the chance to point a gun at me again.”

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. The next moment, those mysterious characters suddenly glowed!

His figure turned black before Chen Ling’s eyes, like ink disassembling into individual strokes—horizontal, vertical, diagonal, hook—and swiftly vanished into nothingness.

He could turn his body into characters?

Chen Ling witnessed this scene with utter astonishment. All the skills of the Path of the Book God seemed to be beyond his comprehension.

Seeing the man leave, Han Meng calmly holstered his gun and glanced at Chen Ling.

“Not leaving yet? Do you really want to follow him to Aurora City?”

With that, he turned and walked out of the train.

With the train’s driving wheel blown out by a single shot, the crew and other passengers on the platform were stunned. They watched, wide-eyed, as Han Meng, in his black trench coat, walked off the platform, their expressions as if they were seeing a monster.

Chen Ling weaved through the crowd and walked beside him. “How did you know I was here?”

“Only one train goes to Aurora City each day, and since it departs from Winter Harbor, this is the only place it could be.”

Chen Ling wanted to ask how Han Meng knew the Stellar Chamber of Commerce would secretly abduct him, but recalling what the man had just said, he refrained from asking.

According to what the man said, Han Meng had already offended the Stellar Chamber of Commerce in the Ancient Armory years ago and had undergone three Soul Shattering Interrogations. What Chen Ling had experienced, or hadn’t even had the chance to experience yet, Han Meng had already been through years ago.

As a victim himself, Han Meng understood the Stellar Chamber of Commerce's methods better than anyone.

The two walked side by side in the snow.

Han Meng didn't ask Chen Ling what had happened in the Ancient Armory, and Chen Ling didn't ask Han Meng about his past experiences. They remained silent, like two companions walking home in quiet contemplation.

Finally, Han Meng’s voice broke the silence:

“I still underestimated you.”

“What?”

“I thought you’d kill at most a few people… I didn’t expect you to be the only one who came out,” Han Meng said, his tone indistinguishable as praise or complaint. “This whole incident has caused too much of a stir.”

Chen Ling suddenly remembered the words Han Meng had specifically left for him before he came to the Ancient Armory:

—If you encounter… things in the Ancient Armory, don’t be too hesitant. You are an enforcer from our District Three; even if you cause trouble, I’ll cover for you.

Chen Ling had not been hesitant.

And Han Meng had indeed covered for Chen Ling.

When Chen Ling emerged from that small room, all the enforcers and officers chose to close their eyes.

Only Han Meng, after rushing hundreds of miles, blew up the train with a single shot and raised his gun against the powers within Aurora City. Without him, Chen Ling would likely have been forcibly taken to Aurora City, his fate unknown.

Chen Ling remained silent for a long time, then uttered two words, seriously and sincerely:

“…Thank you.”

Han Meng turned to look at him, then continued walking towards the snowy horizon in his black trench coat.

“…Just stay alive.”