Chapter 390: The Name of the Troupe

Chen Ling stood frozen in place.

In his mind, the face of Chen Yan suddenly appeared, and one hand rested involuntarily on his empty chest...

His heart seemed to be in a bit of a mess.

"*Zzzzzzzzz...*"

Just then, a faint sound of electricity rang out.

This sound came from the edge of the stage. Under the corpse of the Liuying who had died at the hands of the Eldest Senior Brother, the indicator light of a walkie-talkie was flickering slightly.

Seeing this, the expressions of the other three people on the stage were somewhat surprised, and they all looked over there.

"*Zzzzz...* I know you're listening." On the other end of the walkie-talkie, the person's voice was bone-chillingly cold.

"Using [Heart 6] as bait, you've successively trapped and killed two groups of our [Floating Life Painting] personnel, and even ambushed and killed Old Man He... Who exactly are you?"

If the previous Third Ranks and two Fifth Ranks who died only made [Floating Life Painting] feel a bit of pain, the death of Old Man He was an absolutely heavy blow to them. Even in the Aurora Domain, there were only five Seventh Ranks.

Chen Ling didn't know how many Seventh Ranks were in the Red Dust Domain, but the death of any Seventh Rank was a major event... And until now, [Floating Life Painting] didn't even know who the enemy was.

Facts proved that they couldn't sit still anymore.

Feeling the anger and killing intent of the person behind the walkie-talkie, the three people on the stage looked at their master simultaneously, as if waiting for his response.

"Tsk..."

He walked impatiently to the side of the corpse and slowly picked up the walkie-talkie.

At the same time, a layer of skin drifted off his face, and his figure transformed back into a beautiful youth, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, the other senior brothers knew that their master's mischievous nature was acting up again...

He spoke in the youth's delicate, crisp voice:

"Hello?"

The other side of the walkie-talkie was clearly stunned.

"Who are you?"

"Me?" the youth said slowly. "I'm just a nameless actor."

"An actor? Are you from the Drama God Path?"

"Perhaps."

The youth shrugged. "I have many names, and I have been many people, but... which one is me, I don't know either."

The other side of the walkie-talkie fell into silence, seemingly trying hard to figure out who this person was. After all, there weren't many people capable of killing Old Man He, and he had never heard of anyone related to the Drama God Path.

"Do you know what you're doing?" the voice behind the walkie-talkie said in a deep voice.

"[Heart 6] is a wanted criminal who destroyed the Aurora Domain. In any domain, he is a top-level wanted target. By shielding him, you are guilty of the same crime!

Furthermore, you killed He Feng, which means you are completely at odds with our [Floating Life Painting], and completely at odds with the Red Dust Domain!"

The person behind the walkie-talkie was already full of heavy threats, even bringing up Chen Ling's crimes and the attitude of the domain. After all, they still didn't know who the person who attacked was, so they could only use this method to conduct a simple probe.

Perhaps from the youth's reaction, he could infer his approximate strength and identity.

And hearing this, the three senior brothers on the stage seemed to think of something, and the corners of their mouths curled up involuntarily...

The beautiful youth holding the walkie-talkie even scratched his head and gave a perfunctory "Wow."

"A wanted criminal who destroyed Aurora City, a top-level wanted target... How impressive."

“……”

The person behind the walkie-talkie felt the disdain, and his voice became increasingly grim.

"Are you provoking the Red Dust Domain?"

"No." The youth's delicate answer was even somewhat innocent. "We're just a nameless little troupe. How would we dare to provoke the Red Dust Domain? We were just performing earlier, and that old man came to cause trouble himself..."

"A troupe?"

Hearing these three words, the figure behind the walkie-talkie seemed to freeze for a moment.

There were quite a few troupes in the Red Dust Domain. Could it be that someone in one of the troupes had stepped onto the Drama God Path and grown up in obscurity?

Coupled with the fact that the youth's voice was truly harmless, for a moment, he almost really had the thought: "Maybe the other party doesn't dare to oppose the Red Dust Domain at all, and everything is just a misunderstanding..."

He asked instinctively:

"Which troupe? What's the name? What's the registration number?"

Immediately following was the sound of flipping pages; he seemed to be seriously searching the troupe archives of the Red Dust Domain.

"A number? Our troupe is too small, so we didn't apply for anything like that..."

"However, as for the name... there was one many years ago."

The beautiful youth's voice paused.

*Whoosh—*

A breeze swept across the stage, blowing away some of the rain clouds above.

The dim sunset shone through the clouds, illuminating a corner of the dim stage. Amidst the pale golden radiance that looked like a spotlight, the beautiful youth casually brushed back his bangs and looked lazily toward a certain direction in the void.

A pair of smiling, deep eyes narrowed slightly...

He slowly spat out three words:

"[Twilight Society]."

The other side of the walkie-talkie suddenly fell into deathly silence, and even the sound of flipping pages stopped abruptly!

Chen Ling's eyes widened involuntarily. He looked at the youth in the theatrical robe standing under the twilight, and an absurd thought suddenly surged into his mind...

The world was so quiet that only the sound of the wind remained.

Twilight Society?!!

Chen Ling stared blankly at the stage. At this moment, countless details flashed through his mind!

The Second Senior Sister who was Plum Blossom K; the Fourth Senior Brother "End Role," who was suspected of having a very high seniority in the Twilight Society; the rumor that there were only four people in the world who could sing the "Requiem Song," all of whom were in the Twilight Society; and the letter from the Red King he received just after joining the Twilight Society...

Chen Ling had been very confused before: he had never had any contact with the Red King, so why did the other party give him the Era Archive [Spirit Treasure] just after he joined the Twilight Society?

And now, Chen Ling seemed to have the answer...

"Twilight Society?!" The voice behind the walkie-talkie trembled. "Are you..."

"In the early years, I was the owner of this troupe, but now, it has a new mission..." The beautiful youth brushed his sleeves and said faintly, "I am still that nameless actor, but sometimes for convenience, some people call me... 'Red King'."

Chen Ling's conjecture was confirmed, but even so, his eyes were full of shock.

The "master" who rewrote the trajectory of his fate and the "Red King," the leader of the Twilight Society, were one and the same person.

Only in this way could it be explained why the cards of the Second Senior Sister and the Fourth Senior Brother were both "K." This card, second only to the Red King and the Gray King, meant they were among the earliest members of the Twilight Society...

Chen Ling never expected that the "Twilight Society" was originally the name of a troupe,

And it was such a troupe that walked out of the Ancient Collection of the Drama Path that had developed into a terrorist organization that made the nine major human domains tremble with fear!