Chapter 1783: Prophet

Qinghuo was stunned for a moment.

"Chitong, are you sick? So what if the Twilight Society saw you? What does that have to do with us?"

Chitong saw the slight movement from that person and his heart immediately settled, knowing that his and Lan Yu’s tardiness would definitely not be pursued... He sneered in his heart and grabbed Qinghuo by the collar.

"There are many things you don't understand... newbie." Chitong glared at him viciously. "Watch more, listen more, learn more... stop being a jerk every day, you know?"

After Chitong finished speaking, he snatched the baseball cap from the other's waist and pressed it firmly onto his head!

"Wear your green hat properly!"

Qinghuo’s face flushed instantly. He glared at Chitong, but the latter couldn't be bothered to argue with him and turned to walk toward the front of the church... He wanted to vent his anger on Lan Yu, but seeing her sharp and aggressive eyes, he silently swallowed his anger.

Qinghuo really hated this green hat, but it was a rule of the Fire-Stealers that Saint Thieves must wear hats that identify their status. Since the King had bestowed upon him the title of "Qing," he naturally had to wear the corresponding hat... Although Qinghuo was unwilling, he wouldn't dare go against the King even if he had a hundred guts.

At the same time, Mo Lian, who had been silent all along, slowly stood up.

"The four great Saint Thieves—Red, Blue, Green, and Black—are all here..."

"Please, King, give your instructions."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four people in the church fell silent and looked at the front row of seats simultaneously.

The dim yellow light fell on that person, and his elegant silk shirt seemed to be gilded with a golden edge. He gently took off the gentleman's hat with the blue silk ribbon, and his slightly curly black hair fell naturally... He did not look back at the four Saint Thieves, but stared at the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window facing the church.

Outside the window was the starry night; in the reflection was the empty church with only the five of them.

"The Twilight Society members you saw just now... what was their rank?"

Li Laide’s voice echoed in the church.

As soon as this was said, the several Saint Thieves were stunned. They had been summoned here by the King on short notice and thought they were going to do something big, but they hadn't expected the King's first words to be about two random Twilight Society members.

Chitong hesitated for a moment. "We didn't have contact with them, so we don't know their rank... but their rank shouldn't be high. One of them was a young boy, looking only fourteen or fifteen years old."

Fourteen or fifteen...

Li Laide’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Should be at 9... No... perhaps they have already reached 8..."

"King, what did you say?"

Li Laide did not answer, just took a deep breath, and those deep blue eyes returned to calm.

"This time, your mission is simple." Li Laide said faintly. "Infiltrate Ruoshui Prison and keep an eye on those Twilight Society members... Whatever they do, you do. And you must do it faster and more cleanly than them... Understand?"

The four Saint Thieves looked at each other, seeing deep confusion on each other's faces.

"We understand, but..." Chitong said hesitantly,

"But most Twilight Society members hide extremely well. How can we keep an eye on them and know what they are going to do?"

"Wait." Li Laide looked at the night outside the window. "Their goal this time is not simple. As long as they make a move, they will definitely cause a huge commotion... When that happens, you will know."

"Yes!"

The four Saint Thieves responded in unison.

Li Laide waved his hand, and the four Saint Thieves exited the church.

As the dull sound of the door closing echoed, the church fell into dead silence again... Li Laide was silent for a long time before slowly walking to the huge glass window.

He looked at Ruoshui Prison under the silent night outside the window and muttered to himself:

"Nine years..."

"Your Twilight Society doesn't accept me... that's fine too."

"I don't need your protection, I don't need your rank. I will prove to you... prove that I am stronger than all of them, and more valuable than all of them..."

"Just watch..."

"Master."

……

Ruoshui Prison.

A young man walked quickly through the corridor and knocked on the door at the end.

"Lord... Lord Wei!" The young man hurried to the table. "We have controlled the chaos from the Gray Realm intersection... but we couldn't pinpoint the Calamity in the Sixth District accurately, and we were about twenty seconds later than expected..."

Behind the window, an elderly figure coughed a few times and slowly turned to look at the young man.

"Don't be impatient, Jing Si... *cough cough*... what are the casualties?"

"Four waiters who didn't manage to escape were killed." Jing Si said seriously. "Originally, the Calamity seemed to want to attack the school, but someone acted and killed it forcibly... We checked, and it wasn't any registered Divine Path practitioner."

Lord Wei nodded slightly. "As expected..."

"As expected?" Jing Si was stunned. "Lord, you calculated this in advance?"

"I calculated that there would be omissions, but looking closely, there would be capable people acting to turn danger into safety, so I didn't notify you."

"How could you not notify me, Lord!" Jing Si frowned. "That person wasn't registered, so they must be a rebel not recognized by Chengtian... If we miss this chance to catch them, what if they cause more trouble in the chaos?"

Lord Wei shook his head:

"Jing Si... Good and evil are hard to define. Are those who are incorporated into Chengtian's command necessarily good? Are those not recognized by Chengtian necessarily evil?"

Jing Si was stunned. He frowned and thought for a long time before saying hesitantly:

"Not necessarily."

"Regardless, since they acted to save people, we don't need to pursue it." Lord Wei pointed to the map of Ruoshui Prison on the wall. "How to predict the location and time of the next Calamity attack, and how to protect the people, is what we should be doing..."

"It's that Chengtian Emperor who is too petty, scattering all of us [Prophets] and assigning us to the Chengtian Prefectures of various prisons... If everyone were still together, helping each other, we should be able to be more precise... and you wouldn't have to exhaust your energy alone." Jing Si said angrily.

"Jing Si!" Lord Wei’s face darkened.

"Do you really think it's a good thing for [Prophets] to be gathered together?"

"Isn't it?" Jing Si asked back. "We are Divination Path practitioners who can predict the future. If we all calculate together, we can definitely help you share the burden, and Ruoshui Prison would be better..."

"Wrong, completely wrong." Lord Wei shook his head repeatedly. "Divining the future is an ethereal thing, and the paths of the Divination Path might influence each other... If everyone is a good person, that's fine, but once someone harbors evil intentions and influences the divination results, the so-called [Prophets] could become villains who disrupt everything."