Chapter 933: Banquet

Chen Ling pondered for a long time, then turned and sat at the desk.

He used the kerosene lamp to weigh down the corners of the paper on the table, then picked up a quill pen and, with the help of the flickering flame, began to write on the paper bit by bit.

"I am Chen Ling."

"When you read this, please read all the content below carefully and review your own memories."

"If the records below contradict your memories or if there are gaps, it means the King of Silver is tampering with your memories... Remember, everything is based on what is recorded on this paper."

"I am Chen Ling, a transmigrator, Heart 6 of the Twilight Society. Within my body is a group of audience members who are always seeking excitement; they are the World-Ending Calamity known as 'Mockery'..."

"The night I descended, it was thundering and raining. I returned home and gave my parents and A-Yan a fright... A-Yan is Chen Yan, my younger brother. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have made it to this day..."

“……”

The kerosene lamp’s flame flickered, and Chen Ling wrote quietly for a long time.

From Chen Yan to Chu Muyun, Bai Ye, Han Meng, and then to Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, and Jiang Xiaohua... He wrote down all the important people and events he could think of on this paper.

This was the method Wen Shilin had taught him back in Aurora City. Although he didn't know if the King of Silver would steal memories, having a backup plan was never wrong. This way, even if the King of Silver stole a certain memory, he would have a chance to notice it.

Time passed second by second. By the time Chen Ling finished the last sentence, it was pitch black outside the window.

Knock, knock, knock—

A series of knocks came from outside.

"Mr. Chen, the banquet is about to begin," the maid’s voice followed immediately.

"I know."

Chen Ling stood up, his gaze sweeping over the room. After hesitating for a moment, he didn't hide the paper in the room but folded it into a small square and tucked it into the lining of his opera robe.

The maid cleaned the room regularly; leaving it here would likely lead to it being discovered... Only by keeping it on his person at all times was it safest.

Moreover, the spot Chen Ling chose was ingenious. It couldn't be seen from the outside, but every time he put on or took off his opera robe, he could feel the edge of the paper brushing against his skin. This way, even if the King of Silver stole all his memories, as long as he took off his robe, he would be able to notice its existence immediately.

Chen Ling straightened his opera robe in the mirror once more and pushed the door open.

Perhaps because of the banquet, the cathedral was much livelier than when Chen Ling had first arrived. Maids carrying fine wine and dishes moved through the corridors. At the resplendent entrance, two maids were specifically waiting to open the doors for guests entering the cathedral.

Chen Ling was about to head straight to the venue when his peripheral vision caught the entrance, and his footsteps suddenly paused...

A figure entered his sight.

Under the drizzling night, a figure in a Law Enforcer’s trench coat walked slowly up the stairs.

Red hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and eight silver patterns shimmered on the hem of the trench coat. On her chest, there was a mysterious brass ornament that made a faint sound.

As she arrived, the two maids at the door bowed respectfully in unison:

"Lady Hongxiu."

It’s her...

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The former Chief Law Enforcer of the Aurora Domain, the leader of the [Asura] path, the person closest to a demigod... Hongxiu.

In the Gray Realm, Chen Ling had seen Hongxiu slaughter her way through the Forbidden Sea, leading the Judgment Delegation to the Wuji Domain... If he remembered correctly, she was the leader of the five Judgment Delegates sent by the human domains.

These five Judgment Delegates were all super-combatants from various domains. Their initial goal was to reach the Wuji Domain and execute Lord Wuji, who had lost consciousness and mobility, but later Chen Ling had heard news of their betrayal of the human domains...

Now it seemed their betrayal might have something to do with the King of Silver.

Almost at the same time Chen Ling looked at Hongxiu, she keenly sensed it, and a pair of sharp eyes instantly locked onto Chen Ling.

The next moment, the pressure of an eighth-ranker radiated from her gaze. Although she didn't deliberately exert pressure, Chen Ling could feel a strand of terrifying killing intent, unique to the [Asura] path, scanning him.

So strong...

Compared to Hongxiu, Jian Changsheng’s Asura killing intent seemed immature and small.

Hongxiu glanced at Chen Ling, withdrew her gaze, and walked into the venue expressionlessly, passing right by him.

She doesn't recognize me?

This doubt flashed through Chen Ling’s mind, but thinking about it, Hongxiu and he didn't have much interaction. Perhaps she simply didn't want to bother with him, or perhaps she had forgotten his face entirely.

Chen Ling followed Hongxiu into the banquet hall.

There were already quite a few people in the banquet hall. Chen Ling looked around; the five Judgment Delegates he had encountered in the Gray Realm were almost all there. Besides them, there were several completely unfamiliar figures. As Chen Ling sized them up, they were also sizing him up...

And when Chen Ling’s gaze fell on the other side of the banquet, on that familiar hemp-clad figure, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ying Fu was back, which was normal; after all, he had to attend this banquet... But what shocked Chen Ling was that his rank had jumped from the third rank to the seventh rank in just one afternoon!

What on earth had he done in just one afternoon?

The only thing Chen Ling could think of was that he had subdued a subordinate who was also a seventh-ranker. But this was the Wuji Domain, the King of Silver’s territory. How on earth did he manage that?

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Chen Ling walked to his side and asked proactively.

"...Received a gift," Ying Fu didn't hide it. "By the way, I settled Ah Qian down."

Chen Ling said "Oh," guessed the cause and effect, and said calmly:

"The King of Silver actually gave you such a big gift. You two have a good relationship."

Ying Fu seemed to hear the subtext in Chen Ling’s words. He looked into his eyes and replied slowly:

"I am different from you. The higher my rank, the more beneficial it is to the Wuji Domain... Besides, Ah Qian is still in the Wuji Domain."

If Ying Fu’s previous sentence had only sent a vague signal to Chen Ling, this conversation between the two could be considered straightforward. Chen Ling understood his meaning instantly.

Chen Ling nodded slightly and was about to say something when a voice came from the side:

"So you are the two the King brought back this time."

Chen Ling and Ying Fu turned their heads simultaneously to see a young figure wearing a deep red baseball cap, holding red wine, walking toward them with a smile.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Chitong, the Saint of Thieves of the Fire-Tamperers." He paused, his eyes narrowing into a thin arc.

"I heard... the two of you each took away a Saint of Thieves?"