Chapter 947: The Best Actor Looks Back

"What did you say??"

Chi Tong stood up abruptly from his seat, "He walked back from District 9 all by himself?"

"Yes, we just received the news." A Fire-Tamper replied immediately, "The employees at the manufacturing plant heard a loud noise from the warehouse area, so they all went outside and saw a person in a bright red opera robe carrying a head, walking out covered in blood..."

"A head?? Whose head?"

"Spades 8's."

Hearing this, Chi Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Why is he alone? Where is Xu Jia?"

"We don't know yet. Our people are already investigating the scene. We didn't dare to approach Chen Ling, waiting for your decision!"

"When did this happen? Why didn't you notify me sooner!"

"Just a few minutes ago... You said not to disturb you while you were interrogating that person." The Fire-Tamper replied cautiously.

"Quick, go pick up Chen Ling! No... forget it, you're too slow, I'll go myself."

After Chi Tong finished speaking, he flew out of the cathedral and rushed straight toward the manufacturing plant.

A strong wind brushed against Chi Tong's cheeks. He streaked across the sky of the Wuji Domain at an astonishing speed. Since the King of Silver had entrusted this matter to him, he absolutely could not mess it up... Fortunately, Chen Ling had successfully killed Spades 8, and the World-Ender hadn't appeared. Everything should be close to expectations.

Before Chi Tong could find Chen Ling, he saw several Fire-Tampers coming out of the factory, as if they were returning to the cathedral to report.

"Wait!" Chi Tong shouted.

"Lord Chi Tong."

"What's the situation at the scene?"

The several Fire-Tampers looked at each other, all a bit nervous, but after hesitating for a moment, they spoke truthfully:

"We found traces of a large number of zombies at the scene... Spades 8 must have launched a fierce counterattack before he died."

"A fierce counterattack?!" Chi Tong cursed angrily, "What is wrong with you people? Didn't I tell you to beat him until he was near death first?? You can't even handle such a small thing properly?!!"

"When we dragged him out of the dungeon, he really only had one breath left... We underestimated Spades 8's recovery speed."

"A bunch of idiots!! Where is Xu Jia?! Let him come see me!"

"Xu Jia..."

The several Fire-Tampers struggled for a moment before whispering, "At the scene, we found Xu Jia's corpse... His body looked like it had been hit head-on by a zombie and had been torn apart."

The anger on Chi Tong's face intensified. He glared fiercely at the three of them, and the next moment, three hearts appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"Incompetent, what use are you??"

Before the three could beg for mercy in terror, Chi Tong crushed the three hearts. The three Fire-Tampers responsible for escorting and dragging Spades 8 lost their lives on the spot and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Chi Tong snorted coldly, scanned his surroundings, and continued to search for Chen Ling's tracks.

But even though Chi Tong had run through the main road from the District 9 manufacturing plant to the cathedral, he still didn't see Chen Ling's shadow. His heart sank to the bottom...

Xu Jia's death was a small matter, just a Fire-Tamper, but if Chen Ling went missing, the nature of the situation would be completely different... The King of Silver could just as easily turn him into a fur coat as he had just killed those Fire-Tampers.

Cold sweat broke out on Chi Tong's forehead. Just as he was extremely anxious, he suddenly thought of something!

"Quick, help me check where that Xiaoyu was buried back then!"

At Chi Tong's command, a large number of Fire-Tampers went to retrieve the case files for him. Soon, an address was delivered to Chi Tong.

Chi Tong glanced at the location and immediately streaked across the sky, rushing to the other side of the Wuji Domain.

……

Not long after.

A simple cemetery appeared before Chi Tong.

Chi Tong's gaze scanned below, searching along the many tombstones, and finally saw a familiar figure in the distance...

Chi Tong's heart relaxed instantly. He floated down to the ground, lightened his footsteps, and walked toward the figure facing away from him.

"...Chen Ling?" Chi Tong asked tentatively.

The blood-covered figure stood alone in front of the tombstone, drops of blood sliding from his wounds, forming a pool of blood beneath his feet.

"Do you remember, Chi Tong." Chen Ling's hoarse voice sounded, "Back then, the two of us got drunk in the dormitory... You asked me what I wanted most in this life. What did I say at that time?"

Chi Tong was stunned.

Chi Tong, who had originally wanted to question Chen Ling, was caught off guard. He almost forgot the persona he had in Chen Ling's memory—the brother who slept in the bunk above him in the workshop back then... He tried hard to get his brain to switch gears and adapt to his current role.

"I... I was drunk at the time, I don't remember clearly. What did you say?"

"What I wanted most in this life was to get justice for Xiaoyu." Chen Ling took a deep breath and slowly placed the head of Spades 8 in his hand in front of Xiaoyu's tombstone. His hands were still trembling slightly...

"Today, I did it."

Chen Ling's tone was firm, as if he were telling Xiaoyu under the tombstone, as if he were responding to his former self.

Chi Tong struggled for a long time, not knowing what to say, and could only nod stiffly, "Yeah, you did it..."

"I have no regrets anymore."

Chen Ling turned to look at Chi Tong and said solemnly, "From now on, I will fight for the residents of the Wuji Domain for the rest of my life... You should also work harder and realize your dream sooner."

"My... dream?" Chi Tong asked tentatively, "What was my dream again?"

"To marry Xiao Ran."

"Oh... right, right, of course it's that." Chi Tong laughed dryly.

Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then spoke again, "Also... Xu Jia, he..."

Before Chi Tong could say anything, Chen Ling's eyes began to redden, and he said hoarsely, "I was careless at the time... I kicked open that door, not expecting the Twilight Agency thief to be hiding behind it... Xu Jia, to protect me, was surrounded by those zombies... I tried my best to kill the thief to save him, but when I cut off the thief's head... he was already..."

"Xu Jia was a good person. I warned him to be careful of the Twilight Agency, but he just wouldn't listen... It's all my fault..."

Chi Tong had already guessed the ins and outs of the matter before coming here. Hearing Chen Ling's retelling, an expression of "as expected" appeared in his eyes...

His gaze fell on the head of Spades 8 in front of the tombstone, and he let out a long breath.

Regardless, the task of having Chen Ling kill Spades 8 with his own hands was completed. Sacrificing a small Xu Jia didn't count for anything at all.

"You've already tried your best, Chen Ling." Chi Tong put himself into the role and patted Chen Ling's shoulder, "Let's go back... Your injuries are too severe, I'll find someone to treat you."

"Thank you."

"We're brothers who slept in the same bunk, why be so polite."

The two figures walked slowly out of the cemetery. Chi Tong was still immersed in the lingering fear of barely completing the task, while Chen Ling, as if reluctant to leave, looked back with tears in his eyes at Xiaoyu's tombstone...

He looked like an actor about to take his final bow on stage, looking at the audience; he also looked like the true culprit in a horror movie who hadn't been found, turning back to stare at the audience in front of the screen;

The bright red opera robe danced lightly in the wind, and a smile that made one's scalp tingle curled at the corners of Chen Ling's mouth.