Chapter 94: A Toast to Death

Chu Muyun narrowed his eyes.

"...Is it starting?"

"Aurora City is starting to make preparations." Bai Ye pulled down the brim of his baseball cap, hiding half his face in the shadows. "Although most people haven't realized it yet, the undercurrents have already begun to surge."

Chu Muyun looked at the city that seemed to be asleep and was silent for a moment.

"It's coming faster than expected... Should we bring [Heart 6] in first?"

"No need."

"It will be very dangerous outside, his strength is still too weak."

"Tier doesn't represent everything. That kid is very interesting, he won't die so easily..." Bai Ye's mouth curled up slightly. "I'm actually curious, without our help, in what way will he... enter Aurora City."

Chu Muyun glanced at Bai Ye, who clearly wanted to watch a good show. "You acting like this makes us look cold-blooded and disunited internally."

Bai Ye thought seriously for a while. "When have we ever been united?"

“……”

"Rest assured, that kid is very smart. He might even bring a little 'Twilight Shock' to Aurora City... I have high hopes for him."

"Then suit yourself." Chu Muyun turned and walked back into the house calmly.

"Anyway, when the Red King blames someone, you'll be the one taking the fall."

Bai Ye: ...

Seeing Chu Muyun return to the house coldly, leaving him alone on the eaves, Bai Ye sighed helplessly.

He grabbed at the void, and a bottle of red wine stolen from somewhere, along with a wine glass, appeared in his palm.

The rose-colored wine rolled into the glass, emitting a faint fragrance under the moonlight. Bai Ye held the glass with one hand and toasted the sky full of auroras from afar.

"A toast to death."

He tilted his head and drank the rose-colored liquid in one gulp.

……

The next morning.

Chen Ling put on his black and red Executor uniform, tidied up his attire, and pushed the door open.

As long as the Executive appointment didn't come down, he was still an Executor of District 3, and daily patrols were essential. As for the fear other Frost Street residents had of him... Chen Ling thought about it all night and felt that this was actually not bad.

To be honest, Chen Ling didn't care what others thought of him. After all, he came to be an Executor just to hide his identity well; there was no need to go to great lengths to show friendliness to these residents.

Now that everyone on Frost Street was afraid of him, it saved a lot of trouble. Just as Han Meng said, an Executor needed to have dignity.

Chen Ling had just stepped onto the street when the few Frost Street residents returning from the vegetable market saw the black and red figure appear. Their faces turned pale, and they dropped their vegetables and ran!

In the blink of an eye, the vast Frost Street was left with only Chen Ling.

Chen Ling: "..."

Alright, this seemed to be more than just "dignity."

Chen Ling pretended not to see it and continued to patrol along Frost Street. Wherever he went, not only did pedestrians detour, but the bosses who were watching this direction eagerly would close their shop doors in terror as soon as they saw the black and red figure, and their speed was incredibly fast!

There were even a few bosses who tremblingly reached out from the gap under the rolling shutter, took out a red plastic bag, and carefully placed it at the door...

A cold wind blew through the deserted street. Chen Ling looked at the tightly closed shop doors on both sides and the messy red plastic bags at the doors, lost in thought...

He walked up to one of the shops, bent down, and opened the red plastic bag. A fishy smell hit his face.

Inside were all bloody chicken, pig, and cow hearts.

These were the "offerings" from the bosses of Frost Street to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling's mouth twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up these plastic bags one by one and continued forward...

Chen Ling felt that if he didn't pick them up, these bosses would only be more panicked. Being scared into fleeing Frost Street was a small matter, but if someone really felt forced to dig out human hearts for him, that would be troublesome.

As Chen Ling left with both hands full of plastic bags, dozens of seconds later, the shop's rolling shutter finally opened a crack.

"Is he gone?"

"Gone... and he took those hearts too."

"Phew... as long as he accepted them, he shouldn't make things difficult for us anymore."

"Damn it!! Who the hell said he was dead last night?? I was scared to death!"

"I confirmed it again today. They said everyone who went into the Ancient Path died, and he was the only one who came out alive..."

"Ah? He killed everyone else?!"

"I don't know..."

"I told you, he's a monster!!"

"...Do you think he'll be promoted to Executive?"

"??? He's an Executor now and has already turned Frost Street upside down. If he becomes an Executive, what kind of chaos will District 3 be in?"

"I'm afraid that by then, he won't be satisfied with animal hearts anymore... He could just use some methods to kill people and take their hearts, right?"

"He must not become an Executive..."

The bosses reopened their shops, looked in the direction the figure had left, and prayed in their hearts...

Meanwhile, at the street corner, three Executors walked out slowly. They looked at the people not far away who still had lingering fear on their faces, their brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

"Is that the monster Executor you were talking about?"

"Yes, I heard he uses human hearts to intimidate the residents of Frost Street. His reputation has already reached us."

"Human hearts? Is it true?"

"It must be fake. They say he handed out a dozen or so at the time. Where would he find so many people to kill... And he's a newcomer, he's probably just playing tricks to make money."

"What's in those bags?"

"Should be protection money he collected? Tsk tsk tsk, such a big bag, how much money must be in there?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, a newcomer, he's making more than us..."

"Hmph, playing god and acting like a ghost."

The three stared straight at the direction Chen Ling had left. Thinking of the several full bags he was carrying, they felt something scratching at their hearts...

"Brother Guo, what should we do next?" One Executor's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "Should we find a place to teach him a lesson?"

The man called Brother Guo narrowed his eyes. After a moment, he sneered and said,

"Just teaching him a lesson is too easy on him... Xiao Zuo, go to headquarters and tell them..."

Brother Guo gave a few instructions, and Xiao Zuo's eyes lit up. He couldn't help but clap his hands and say, "That's a brilliant plan!"

"Brother Guo, will this work? Which Executor in District 3 hasn't skimmed a little off the top? Going after him so openly, isn't that bad?" Another Executor asked hesitantly.

"Is what he's doing just skimming a little off the top? Look at those bags. All of ours combined don't even compare."

Brother Guo seemed to think of something and sneered:

"Chief Executive Han Meng is the most upright person. If he sees the loot this kid has skimmed... I don't believe this kid will be able to keep his job as an Executor?"