Chapter 414: Jian Changsheng's Unlucky Start

Little Jian was in a very good mood.

Over the past month, he had been following a senior from the Dusk Agency on a mission in the Tian-Shu Territory. Although the process was full of twists and turns, this experience not only helped him promote to the Third Order but also allowed him to fully adapt to the rhythm of the Dusk Agency.

Just as he was basking in the joy of completing his mission and successfully advancing, feeling brimming with confidence, he received a new mission from the higher-ups...

And so, he traveled alone on a territorial train and arrived at the Red Dust Territory.

"Nothing has changed here... I wonder how that guy [Heart 6] is doing."

Jian Changsheng shoved his hands into his leather jacket pockets, crossed the platform, and headed straight for the station exit.

However, just as he turned a corner and was about to leave, a dozen police officers were blocking the inner entrance of the station, seemingly screening the passengers of this territorial train one by one.

Seeing this, Jian Changsheng was slightly taken aback.

That’s not right...

When he took the train last time, there didn't seem to be this step?

Although puzzled, he had already reached this point and couldn't turn back, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

"Wait a moment." A police officer stepped forward to stop him.

"What for?"

"Show me your ticket."

Jian Changsheng handed over the ticket with a strange expression.

The officer checked it carefully several times, then asked, "Jian Wubing... from the Tian-Shu Territory?"

"Yes."

"What are you doing in the Red Dust Territory?"

"Visiting relatives."

"Visiting relatives?" The officer took out a notebook from his pocket. "What is the relative's name, where do they live, and do they have any other family?"

"Uh..."

Jian Changsheng was a bit stunned, but he answered quickly, "The relative's name is Lin Yan, he was my distant cousin, but he’s already dead... I’m here to pay my final respects."

"What was his former address? Where was the body cremated?"

Cold sweat began to bead on Jian Changsheng's forehead.

When it came to acting and disguise, he was nowhere near Chen Ling's level. Under the intense questioning, he showed some cracks... But he couldn't be blamed for this, as no one had ever questioned him when he took the territorial train before. He didn't know what was wrong with the Red Dust Territory this time; the security was unexpectedly tight.

"This... I don't know either." Jian Changsheng spread his hands helplessly.

The officer frowned slightly. He sized up Jian Changsheng for a long time and said sternly, "I'm sorry, please come back with us... Take him away."

Several officers immediately surrounded him, cutting off all his paths.

Jian Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly. He had just arrived in the Red Dust Territory, and before he could even show his stuff, he was going to be thrown into prison again??

What kind of shitty luck is this!

Just as Jian Changsheng was hesitating whether to force his way through, something clattered in from outside, bounced twice on the ground, and slid perfectly to a stop right in front of him.

Jian Changsheng froze.

The surrounding officers also froze.

They stared at the grenade that had suddenly appeared. Half a second later, a "Holy shit!" burst from Jian Changsheng's mouth!

*BOOM——!!!*

Violent flames engulfed the station entrance, and thick smoke billowed up. The sudden, deafening roar terrified everyone else on the street.

"Haha! I'm here to pick you up!"

A hand suddenly reached out from the smoke, grabbed the bloodied Jian Changsheng, and like a chick being carried, dashed into a side alley near the station as a blur.

There, a motorcycle painted with ghost-fire patterns had been waiting for a long time.

*Vroom——!*

As the figure threw Jian Changsheng onto the seat, the motorcycle roared arrogantly and sped away into the billowing smoke!

Jian Changsheng's mangled flesh slowly regenerated on the back of the motorcycle, but his consciousness was almost scrambled by the breakneck speed... Even now, he hadn't realized what had just happened.

"Damn it... what's going on?" Jian Changsheng asked hoarsely.

"It's me, rookie." The rider turned his head and grinned. "Don't recognize me?"

"[Heart 9]??"

Seeing that familiar face, Jian Changsheng immediately remembered. When they ran from the Aurora Territory to the Red Dust Territory, this prankster had followed them too... but he didn't expect the guy to still be in the Red Dust Territory.

Realizing it was one of his own, Jian Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief... But then again, what kind of "one of our own" throws a grenade at a comrade's feet??

"Brother, you bombed me?!"

"I had to make a scene to get you out of there... Besides, you can't die anyway, so what's the big deal about me bombing you?" [Heart 9] replied nonchalantly while riding the bike.

Jian Changsheng: ...

After a while, Jian Changsheng's body finally recovered for the most part. He sat up on the back of [Heart 9]'s bike and asked again:

"By the way, what's the situation in the Red Dust Territory? Why is the security so tight?"

"How should I know... About half a month ago, those people from the [Floating Life Painting] started acting like they were having a seizure. They started searching the whole city in the middle of the night, doubled the manpower at every checkpoint, and have been on high alert ever since, like a cat whose tail was stepped on." [Heart 9] said helplessly.

"If I hadn't snuck in early, I'd probably be in the same boat as you."

"...Fine."

Jian Changsheng looked back. "But with this stunt, our whereabouts are exposed. The coming days are going to be tough..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Don't you think this is exciting?" [Heart 9] twisted the throttle hard, and a beast-like roar came from the exhaust pipe. He grinned, "This is exactly how it should be! People chasing us, people blocking us—this is way more fun than in Aurora City!"

Jian Changsheng's mouth twitched violently. He couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it... is there a single normal person in the Heart faction?"

"What, missing your old friend?"

"Where is [Heart 6]? I have a score to settle with him." Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth, remembering something.

"How would I know? Probably still in the Opera Dao Ancient Treasury, right?"

"...Fine."

……

"May I ask, sir... are you a special envoy from the Golden Society?"

When the old man asked this question, the girl beside him was clearly stunned. As if thinking of something, shock appeared in her eyes as well.

Chen Ling took in both of their reactions, his eyes narrowing slightly.

His brain raced for a moment before he slowly turned around. He neither admitted nor denied it, but simply brushed the dust off his hem and pulled the cart straight toward the main city of Red Dust.

With his red robes fluttering in the wind, he said calmly:

"Let's go... to the main city."