Chapter 91 Chapter 91: Farewell, Wei Yenwu
Chapter 91: Farewell, Wei Yenwu
"Sir Ch'en."
Along the way, police officers occasionally greeted Ch'en. Although her mood wasn't great, Ch'en still maintained a stern expression and nodded to them in acknowledgment.
"Hmph, although I don't understand what those Inspection Department people are so concerned about, Lungmen is not a place where you can act recklessly, understand?"
She wasn't a fool, of course she could tell these two individuals were not ordinary. If she hadn't noticed the absence of dragon horns on their heads, she might have thought some highborn noble had come to Lungmen.
But her personality was straightforward; if they truly committed a crime, she wouldn't care about their status.
Want to protect someone? First, ask if the Chi Xiao at her waist agrees.
She had expected to receive a rebuttal from them, or at least some sarcastic remarks. But after waiting for a while, there was no rebuttal from behind, only the sound of steady footsteps and sporadic conversation.
She turned around in surprise, only to see Yelena looking around curiously at the surrounding skyscrapers like an inquisitive child. For someone who grew up on the snowy plains, everything in Lungmen was novel.
And Kevin would occasionally answer some of her questions.
Are they here for sightseeing? Ch'en's face darkened.
"Hey! I'm talking to you two!"
The two of them turned around in unison, looking at Ch'en with her not-so-good expression, their eyes holding an innocence untouched by worldly matters.
"Lungmen profanity What am I doing, why am I even bothering with them?"
Ch'en couldn't maintain her stern face anymore, holding her forehead in helplessness. Why did she initially think these two fools would pose a threat to Lungmen?
"Forget it, stay close and don't get lost."
"Teacher, although this officer's words aren't very pleasant, she seems like a good person."
"It's part of her duty."
Hearing the conversation behind her, Ch'en's steps faltered for a moment, nearly causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.
Fortunately, she was agile; it was just that for some reason, her pace quickened a bit more.
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"Sir, we've received a transmission from the Internal Guards carrying out the mission in Chernobog."
"Let me see."
He took a piece of paper with freshly translated information, his expression serious. The Chernobog incident was not the will of Ursus' Shengjun Fortress but the result of indulgence and guidance by their Internal Guards and the Ursus Third Army Group.
Koschei's plan was quite good, worth the risk they took.
But precisely because this matter was their own initiative, they needed to handle it even more carefully. This officer was already a veteran and wouldn't make careless mistakes like negligence.
"The Reunion Movement evacuated Chernobog? Koschei completely 'dead'..."
The paper was crumpled with countless wrinkles as his brows furrowed deeply. Continuing to read, his brows gradually relaxed.
Koschei wasn't completely unprepared; at least the involvement of the Serpent Scales salvaged some of the situation. They could just pin the blame on the Reunion Movement later.
What? You say they left Chernobog early? Who can prove it? No one will listen to those Infected.
"Then proceed according to plan...?!"
As he turned to the last page and was about to close the file, his pupils suddenly dilated due to the information on it.
It was the information about the perpetrator that Koschei conveyed to the Serpent Scales in his final moments.
White hair, trench coat, a man with a sharp aura... a certain chord in his mind seemed to be struck, awakening distant memories.
He slammed open the door and, under the astonished gazes of his subordinates, ran all the way to the archives room.
The key turned in the lock; hurried footsteps broke the silence of this quiet room as accumulated dust stuck to his military boots.
But he no longer cared about the turbid air, heading straight to where mission reports from ten years ago were sealed.
"Number... K1399, found it."
Inside a not-so-thick file folder were several yellowed photographs.
A pitch-black scorch mark reaching straight to the distant sky, frozen blazing flames, deep icy mountains covering hills and fields...
He rubbed these photographs; beneath them lay a thin sheet of paper with just a few lines of text—the final message transmitted back by the Internal Guards at that time.
White hair and some pattern features on the trench coat perfectly matched what he had just received today.
"This is no coincidence."
And the one who dispatched and commanded the Internal Guards who fell in battle and those who supported them at that time was him.
Number K1399—Extremely High-Risk Target. Codename: Skyburner.
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Lungmen Administrative Building, top floor.
Through the slightly ajar door, faint sounds of argument could be heard.
"Chief Wei has other guests. Please wait here for a moment; I'll go in and announce you."
Ch'en went inside. The two waiting outside weren't bored either.
The abundant bright yellow lights and the soft carpet underfoot were both rare experiences for FrostNova.
After a while, Ch'en finally walked out with a somewhat eased expression.
"Follow me."
Passing through several vermilion screens in succession: antique dragon-shaped patterns, elegant and serene wooden ornaments and furniture.
And four people sitting together as if discussing something.
"Mr. Wei, you should know that Lungmen's current situation is not optimistic."
"Ms. Kal'tsit, please pause for a moment."
Wei Yenwu held a pipe in his mouth; his eyes held an indescribable meaning as he glanced toward the back.
"Chief Wei, they have been brought."
Ch'en stepped aside, revealing Kevin and FrostNova behind her.
"Kevin?"
"Mr. Kevin!"
The Doctor and Amiya exclaimed in surprise; even Kal'tsit looked directly at him:
"Long time no see, Kevin. Thank you for extending aid to Rhodes Island's operators."
She had only grasped the general situation of the mission before coming to this administrative building, but this point alone was certain.
"No need."
He came here not out of any favor to Rhodes Island.
"Hahaha, it seems everyone knows each other. Then I won't embarrass myself by making introductions. Mr. Kevin, I've long heard of your great name."
Wei Yenwu laughed heartily.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Kevin looks familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
"Yan's Yumen."
Kevin had a good memory; he hadn't expected that person he casually met on the street back then would be the Amiya governing an entire city.
"So that's it. I'm getting old; my memory isn't what it used to be. Please take your seats, both of you. It happens that Ms. Kal'tsit is about to share some current developments."
Wei Yenwu sat down composedly. In a certain sense, he wasn't in a hurry.
Compared to the Reunion Movement, he was more interested in this Kevin whom the old Celestial Master personally listed as "not to be provoked." Was his sudden departure from Gouwu and arrival in Lungmen releasing some kind of signal?
Wei Yenwu didn't know and didn't want to think about it.
"The situation? You mean... the Reunion Movement?"
What everyone didn't expect was that one of the Reunion Movement's cadres was sitting right in front of them openly.
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Event:
【Internal Guard Mission Archive Record (Sealed)】
Recording: "Static... encountered formidable enemy... unable to escape... activation of 'Nation' failed... strategic plan failed..."
Nature deserves reverence; the might of heaven and earth is beyond human reach.
I have always believed this,
at least until today.
I still find it hard to forget those photographs recording that 【miracle】.
He! Our deity! Truly exists!
Lord! Almighty Lord...
—Text record by a fanatical scribe
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