Chapter 560: Opera God Path, and Opera God Path

Sneaking into someone’s house while they were having a birthday party and burning all their contracts was no different from being a thief, or even worse... If he had a choice, Li Qingshan wouldn't want to do such a thing, but he had no other choice.

What seemed like a very dishonorable thing to Li Qingshan sounded like nothing to Chen Ling, who just laughed lightly,

"I thought you were going to do something big... and it’s just this?"

"Ah?"

Li Qingshan asked subconsciously, "Isn't this enough?"

Clearly, if doing bad things had ranks, Li Qingshan might not even reach the first rank... while Chen Ling, a "trouble-making machine," "gate-crashing enthusiast," "financial fraudster," "professional scapegoat," "top-tier instigator," and "realm destroyer," could definitely be given a ninth-rank title.

A thought that was already considered heinous to the gentleman Li Qingshan was no different from children playing house in Chen Ling’s eyes.

Chen Ling patted him on the shoulder silently, comforting him:

"For you, being able to make up your mind to take this step is already very good."

Li Qingshan didn't understand what Chen Ling meant. He seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, Brother Lin, what are you doing sneaking into the Beidou Consortium?"

"Nothing much, just doing some small things."

"Oh..."

Chen Ling looked at Li Qingshan in front of him, and a thought suddenly came to his mind,

"Brother Li."

"Hmm?"

"How about this: I’ll help you solve the contract problem, and you do me a favor, how about that?"

"Really? Brother Lin... can you really help me solve it?" Li Qingshan was startled, then shook his head. "No... this is the Beidou Consortium, and Divine Path possessors are hidden everywhere. The risk is too great... Brother Lin, I can't drag you into this."

Chen Ling laughed, "Don't worry, your matter is just a small effort for me."

Li Qingshan recalled the commotion Chen Ling had caused in Liu Town, his expression complex. Things that were difficult for him might really be nothing to Chen Ling... He then asked:

"Brother Lin, tell me, how do you need me to help you?"

A smile curled at the corners of Chen Ling’s mouth as he leaned into Li Qingshan’s ear,

"The situation is like this... I need you to..."

After listening, a look of shock flashed across Li Qingshan’s face. He pondered for a moment, uncertain, then nodded slightly: "I understand. Brother Lin, don't worry, I guarantee there won't be any slip-ups on my end."

"That’s good."

Li Qingshan smoothed out the corner of his clothes that had been wrinkled by Chen Ling and exchanged a glance with him. The latter smiled somewhat awkwardly at this, and both of them walked toward the warehouse door.

Dim light spilled in from the narrow window, and dust flew up with their footsteps. A red and a green opera robe brushed past the ground side by side and stood still in front of the warehouse door.

"Brother Lin, I didn't expect we would have a day where we fight side by side," Li Qingshan turned to look at him.

"Fate is indeed wonderful."

Chen Ling grabbed the warehouse door handle with one hand, as if remembering something, and smiled,

"By the way, Brother Li, I forgot to tell you just now..."

"Welcome to... the Opera God Path."

Creak—

As the warehouse door was opened, both red and green figures raised their hands to tear at their chins simultaneously... Two layers of skin dissipated in mid-air... Their figures changed at the same time, and they disappeared side by side at the end of the road.

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Beidou Estate, deep inside.

As the black car stopped slowly in front of a luxurious building, Li Ruohong opened the door and got out.

This was Mu Chunsheng’s private residence, not within the guest activity area of the banquet, so it was exceptionally quiet. Apart from the security guards passing by occasionally, no one could be seen walking around.

After the vehicle stopped, a figure walked out from behind the gate. Li Ruohong recognized this person; he was Mu Chunsheng’s personal bodyguard and also a powerful Divine Path possessor.

"Zhong Qi, long time no see. Is my uncle in the house?" Li Ruohong raised his hand to greet him proactively.

Zhong Qi didn't even look at him, just gave a flat "hmm," and then focused all his attention on the two figures who had gotten out of the back seat. As the three gazes met, an inexplicable pressure began to diffuse in the surroundings.

Zhong Qi could feel that the ranks of these two people were not low, and both carried a trace of a strange and mysterious aura, as well as a kind of coldness that kept strangers at bay, completely consistent with their stereotypical impression of the Witch God Path.

"Please, gentlemen," Zhong Qi made a gesture of invitation, neither humble nor arrogant. "The Chairman has been waiting for a long time."

While he was sizing them up, the two also glanced at him. After a "hmm," they walked slowly up the steps and headed into the residence.

Just as Li Ruohong was about to follow, a hand blocked him outside the door.

Li Ruohong was startled. "Zhong Qi, what is the meaning of this?"

"The Chairman wants to have a private talk with the two gentlemen. Young Master Ruohong, it is not convenient for you to be present," Zhong Qi replied flatly.

"Not convenient for me to be present??" Li Ruohong widened his eyes. "Are you kidding me? Chairman Mu is my own uncle, and these two were brought by me..."

"The Chairman said your personality is too impulsive, and it is not convenient for you to listen in on what they are discussing."

"I’m impulsive, I..."

Li Ruohong opened his mouth to argue, but under Zhong Qi’s highly oppressive gaze, he silently swallowed his words.

"You can go play in the venue first. After the banquet matters are finished, the Chairman will see you," Zhong Qi added, his tone much softer this time.

"...Tsk, fine, fine."

Li Ruohong took one last look at the tightly closed door. Helpless, he could only turn and leave. He happened to see several waiters pushing a mountain of gifts into the luxurious house and suddenly seemed to remember something,

"Right, the gift I prepared for my uncle is in there too. Remember to remind him to take a look; that thing is very expensive."

"Understood."

Li Ruohong left Mu Chunsheng’s residence and walked straight toward the venue.

As more and more guests arrived, the atmosphere of the venue gradually became lively. Li Ruohong walked through the path and saw the bustling figures in the venue from afar, including several graceful actresses.

Li Ruohong licked his lips, adjusted his hair and collar in the glass to the side, and was about to walk up to strike up a conversation when a figure suddenly walked out from the side.

"Young Master Ruohong."

Li Ruohong turned his head in confusion, only to see a man with thick hair and a burly figure standing at the corner. The moment he saw that face, Li Ruohong felt an instinctive tremor in his heart.

Damn it... why is he here?

Li Ruohong squeezed out a smile awkwardly and said politely:

"Isn't this Chief Wang of the Police Bureau... Is there something you need from me?"

The "Chief" held a transparent umbrella, standing in the drizzling rain, staring at Li Ruohong, whose expression was somewhat unnatural, and said slowly,

"Young Master Ruohong, there are some things we need to talk about."