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Chapter 585 - 142: Streets Ablaze (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Chapter 585: Chapter 142: Streets Ablaze (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
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"You don’t have to compensate."
Mu Zhong’s face showed no emotion as he sent a voice transmission, "That punch just now should have been harder."
Dust flew in all directions.
Xu Yan’s figure had been embedded into the collapsing wall.
Gu Shen reached out and caught the piece of drawing paper that belonged to Xu Yan.
In the entire courtyard, many people felt a sense of relief...
Including Han Dang.
"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."
A deep coughing sound started to rise slowly among the fallen dust.
Xu Yan slowly stood up, supporting himself with the fragmented stones.
Even at this moment, there was no sign of anger on his face.
He still wore a faint smile.
Xu Yan shook his head, shaking off many stone fragments. He seemed to have suffered no fatal damage from the punch by Gu Shen, only his body was covered in more dust. As the young man patted the dust off his clothes, he asked with a soft laugh, "Brother Gu...the situation just now, your intervention seemed rather improper, didn’t it?"
"What’s wrong with it? I simply did what everyone else wanted to do," said Gu Shen indifferently. "Also, I’m not familiar with you, don’t address me that way. I find it disgusting."
What everyone else wanted to do?
Looking around.
The whole Mu Family Ancestral Hall was silent as a grave. Indeed, these people’s glances towards him carried a hint of "some" hostility.
Seeing this, Xu Yan smiled even more joyously.
He rubbed his cheek, stepping out from the collapsing wall surrounded by dust.
It seemed he hadn’t suffered any harm.
But in reality...the side of his face he was covering had begun to bleed, slightly swollen.
This punch.
Gu Shen had used eighty percent of his strength.
The reason he didn’t use all his power wasn’t because he was merciful to Xu Yan; it was because this place happened to be the Mu Family Ancestral Hall. If they really fought all out, this ancient site that had endured hundreds of years of weathering would likely be torn down.
"Brother Gu, you seem quite angry?"
Xu Yan looked at the portrait and asked with a light laugh, "Could it be you know this girl in the painting?"
Gu Shen’s face remained expressionless as he stared at Xu Yan.
The stunning girl in the portrait was none other than Chu Ling.
It was seeing Chu Ling’s portrait...that made him unable to control his emotions and deliver that punch.
Of course...even without this incident.
The punch would have landed on Xu Yan’s face all the same.
But after the punch, Gu Shen fell into contemplation; he couldn’t understand.
Where did this painting...come from?
"This makes no sense."
In the Spiritual Link, Chu Ling, who had been observing the scene all along, also spoke up.
"I haven’t met him."
To which the corresponding meaning was—
He has not met me either.
In the world of the "Source Code," there isn’t such an ambiguous term as "should." If Chu Ling said she hadn’t met someone, then she hadn’t, but the contents of the drawing paper couldn’t be faked.
Wait a second.
Gu Shen glanced at the drawing paper again, noticing the details in the portrait.
The background on the drawing paper...seemed to be under Ninghe Bridge in Snow Forbidden City, a scene witnessed by one person.
Bai Lu.
Was it Bai Lu who told Xu Yan about Chu Ling?
No...impossible.
This past year, Bai Lu had been in seclusion at the Bai Family Ancestral Hall, hardly ever leaving the place.
And, given Gu Shen’s understanding of the Bai Family Witch’s character, this Xu Yan, who suddenly emerged, could only have been distasteful to her... If they met, she would likely want to fight, certainly not leaking out information about "Chu Ling."
Now...there aren’t many possibilities left.
"I don’t know how he did it...but the content in the portrait must have been ’stolen’ from Bai Lu," Gu Shen narrowed his eyes. Xu Yan’s records were a blank slate, but his abilities, displayed during the S-rank review, were powerful Spiritual powers.
Perhaps, he could steal memories from Bai Lu?
No matter what...the contents of this paper, and the words Xu Yan just said, completely disgusted him.
"I’ve heard that in Qingzhong, there is another Divination Inheritor."
Xu Yan tapped his head, suddenly smiling, "That lady is quite stunning, yet no one has ever seen her face...except for you, Brother Gu."
Seeing Gu Shen’s reaction.
The crowd likely understood what the true identity of the stunning girl on the paper was.
Only...
This Divination Inheritor had never left Qingzhong.
How exactly did Xu Yan see her?
"These past few days, I’ve been tossing and turning, meeting this lady in my dreams. Maybe she’s using her Divination Skill to send me dreams, desiring to talk." Xu Yan said with a smile, "Brother Gu, why don’t you do the honorable thing and let me into Qingzhong once, how about it?"
Gu Shen silently observed the young man before him.
In truth, he wasn’t concerned about the reputation Xu Yan had acquired in Changye, nor did he care about how outsiders viewed him.
He didn’t care.
But...he couldn’t tolerate this guy sowing discord between the Gong and Mu families, and he couldn’t tolerate Xu Yan setting his sights on Chu Ling!
He struck out again.
In just an instant, he was in front of Xu Yan.
Still a straightforward, incredibly fast punch.
This time, Gu Shen used all his strength.
Chi Huo surged forth, engulfing his entire fist.
And right at the moment of impact,
Gu Shen caught a fleeting smile in Xu Yan’s eyes.
He could dodge.
But...he did not.
The force of the second punch was greater than the first, a brilliant sea of fire almost spilling over. The overwhelming Extraordinary Essence filled the whole street in an instant, but with Gu Shen’s exquisite control, this mighty sea of fire dissipated in a moment, all its lethal power channeled into Xu Yan alone. Xu Yan was sent flying nearly a hundred meters, crashing through several walls in succession.
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