Chapter 340: 262. Wait for to co back.
“Why are you willing to help us in the Inner World?” Qing Chen asked.
Zheng Yuandong said, “You are Ti Travelers and also citizens of our country, just like when you are abroad, the embassy still tries their best to protect you, Kunlun will do the sa.”
Qing Chen thought for a mont and asked, “So if we encounter danger, can you protect us?”
Zheng Yuandong nodded, “Yes.”
Qing Chen said, “Then could you help us protect Zhang Cheng… cough, never mind.”
Nan Gengchen scread internally, realizing that Qing Chen not only planned to freeload off the Li Family’s nanny car but also intended to use Kunlun to make money!
However, Qing Chen ultimately didn’t say it after all, considering it inappropriate to exploit a bug when soone was sincerely offering help.
At that mont, Qing Chen asked, “Mr. Zheng, didn’t you plan to ask anything during your visit here?”
“No,” replied Zheng Yuandong as he turned to walk away. “The most important thing this ti was to say thanks, thank you for seeking revenge for the wrench and Hawthorn.”
This sentence ant that Zheng Yuandong had confird him to be the assassin on Laojun Mountain.
The first formal conversation between Zheng Yuandong and Qing Chen focused on nothing more than trivial matters.
But the ssages Zheng Yuandong revealed made Qing Chen deep in thought.
Kunlun now strictly demands consistency and discipline from its internal mbers, while maintaining an open attitude externally, allowing Ti Travelers to exist independently of Kunlun.
This was like soone who is outwardly gentle but inwardly rigid, affable on the surface yet firm in principle.
At least up until now, Qing Chen had no bad feelings towards Kunlun; everything they did was as said without deceit.
After Zheng Yuandong left, Qing Chen quietly entered Yue Er’s ho.
This ti, there was a letter beside Yue Er’s pillow.
He unfolded it and glanced at it, the ssage was simple: You don’t need to act tomorrow night, but you must stay at ho.
The letter didn’t reveal how the other party would act; he could only guess the approximate ti.
Qing Chen sneered.
On the fourth day after his return, his routine continued unchanged; he trained physically with Hu Xiaoniu, Nan Gengchen, and Zhang Tianzhen, his deanor as calm as if he had never received that letter.
He attended classes during the day, and returned ho at night with Nan Gengchen.
Qing Chen didn’t even tell anyone that Huan Yu might act tonight, nor did he warn Liu Dezhu.
Only upon reaching ho did Nan Gengchen cautiously asked, “Brother Chen, you’ve seed eerily calm today, is sothing going to happen?”
Qing Chen, with his eyes closed, said nothing.
He just waited quietly.
At midnight, while still at ho, Nan Gengchen curiously asked, “Brother Chen, you’ve been sitting here motionless for several hours, what is going on?”
“It’s nothing,” Qing Chen said calmly, rising to go to Yue Er’s house again.
Another letter appeared beside the pillow: “You are trustworthy, and it impresses . Tomorrow night I will give you instructions.”
This was just a test, the Devil’s Stamp holder Huan Yu wanted to see if Qing Chen would really betray for the Genetic Potion.
Qing Chen knew this was a test. A life full of conspiracy and distrust, how could one easily trust another and reveal crucial information?
Therefore, Qing Chen didn’t tell anyone about today’s events.
Because he knew that nothing would happen tonight, and the other party didn’t truly plan to act this evening.
Plus, Huan Yu didn’t know that Qing Chen was so calm because even if that person acted tonight, Liu Dezhu wouldn’t necessarily be at a disadvantage.
Liu Dezhu was a C-Class, the most explosive Fire Elent Awakener, who generally wouldn’t be at a disadvantage against most Ti Travelers.
That was the confidence Qing Chen had.
Qing Chen calmly replied in a letter: “I did as you said, where is the Genetic Potion I wanted?”
Huan Yu replied: “What’s the rush? I didn’t bring the Genetic Potion with , I need another cross-over to get it for you, right? Besides, you need to finish this task for first.”
Qing Chen replied: “Once I’m done with this as you said, if you don’t provide the Genetic Potion as agreed, I will kill you.”
After waiting thirty minutes, Huan Yu didn’t reply anymore.
If instructions are coming tomorrow night, then action might be the day after.
At this point, Qing Chen finally relaxed, returned to his own bedroom, and lay down, seriously scouring his own mory.
Huan Yu, wanting to make sure he obediently stayed ho, certainly needed soone to surveil him.
This was the second mistake the opponent would make tonight, because Huan Yu didn’t know that Qing Chen possessed powerful counter-surveillance capabilities, able to retrieve mories to find clues.
That illusory mory flickered like a slideshow, from dawn to dusk.
Qing Chen’s mind was like a still cara, watching the sunrise and set.
Just like the ocean’s tide rising and falling.
“Found it,” Qing Chen opened his eyes.
All day today, a middle-aged man had appeared in his mory three tis, very cautious and seemingly possessing certain investigative skills.
Appearing thrice might be a coincidence, but Qing Chen had never encountered this man in the first 17 years of his life, yet recently he appeared three tis. That in itself was a problem.
Qing Chen got up to drink water in the living room.
All day, he had been on edge, relaxing only after catching the middle-aged man.
Hadn’t he provoked Huan Yu in the group precisely for this mont?
“Brother Chen, what exactly did you find?” Nan Gengchen asked curiously.
“Nothing. Did anyone speak in He Xiaoxiao’s group?” Qing Chen asked.
“No, mostly everyone chats frantically right after returning, and then in the following days, very few speak,” Nan Gengchen said while tapping on his phone.
Qing Chen returned to the bedroom, starting his sniper training for the day. He aid to shift the target to 1000 ters that night.
While he was training, he suddenly heard the ping of a ssage on his phone in the Mysterious World.
Strange, who would ssage so late?
Qing Chen opened his eyes and saw He Xiaoxiao’s ssage in the group suddenly appear: “Tonight a group mber contacted , ntioning that Los Angeles City might witness a violent event the day after tomorrow. Friends in the group, please be aware and secure your doors and windows before sleep.”
Qing Chen frowned. Who had sent this ssage to He Xiaoxiao? Li Si? Yue Er? Or soone else?
If the timing is the day after tomorrow, it coincides precisely with the movent of the Devil’s Stamp holder.
So, it was very likely soone who had received a letter was tipping off.
This matter and those Qing Chen had to face were probably the sa issue.
And He Xiaoxiao, in order to protect the informant’s information, chose to help them remain anonymous, and she did it very subtly too.
At that mont, everyone in the group beca anxious. Whatever had caused He Xiaoxiao to suddenly issue a warning must be extrely important and dangerous, and more than half of the group mbers had already arrived in Los Angeles City.
Perhaps all would be entangled in this crisis.
The atmosphere in the group grew heavy, Qing Chen staring at the screen, Huan Yu all the while not uttering a single word.
Standoff.
Just then, Nan Gengchen suddenly sent a link in He Xiaoxiao’s group chat.
Everyone looked closely, and emblazoned on the link were the words: “I found a great deal on Pinduoduo, co help slash the price!”
Liu Dezhu: “…”
He Xiaoxiao: “…”
Changling King: “…”
Huan Yu: “…”
In such a serious group chat, Nan Gengchen had posted such an unserious link, throwing everyone off.
Suddenly, it felt like everyone had co into the group for a serious reason, except this person nad ‘A Little Duckie’ who seed to be playing a joke…
So clicked on the link wanting to check the shopper’s information, where one could only see the ID ‘A Little Duckie’ and the sa avatar, but no other details about the shopper.
The Kyushu mbers in the group could use Pinduoduo’s order details to check user information, but they already knew Nan Gengchen’s identity—it was an open card to them.
Others dared not click the link, fearing it might be so Trojan virus, revealing their personal identity information upon opening.
Lu Ya coldly stated, “Group master, let’s kick out this ‘A Little Duckie’.”
However, it seed as if He Xiaoxiao pretended not to see Lu Ya’s comnt, responding to nothing.
The group realized then—the ‘A Little Duckie’ must be of so significant importance; otherwise, why would He Xiaoxiao tolerate him posting such trivial links in the group?
Qing Chen walked to the living room and after a long silent mont told Nan Gengchen, “How about I slash you instead?”
Nan Gengchen weakly replied, “I saw we were out of tissues at ho, was planning to buy a couple packs…”
Qing Chen didn’t say much else but turned and left for Yao Yao’s ho. He wanted to see how the Devil’s Stamp holder would react to He Xiaoxiao’s warning in the group.
Perhaps delaying their action or putting it off.
However, Yao Yao’s bed was eerily empty, as if the other party didn’t care and made no plans to change their course of action.
Qing Chen, furrowing his brows, moved aside the neatly folded quilt on Yao Yao’s bed, wanting to check if the letter appeared in another location.
Just then, Qing Chen suddenly found that next to the line he had engraved on the white wall beside the bed, a new line had appeared.
He had carved, “Flocks of sheep and herds of cows, only the ferocious tiger walks alone”—words from his loneliest monts while living alone.
Beneath this line, Yao Yao had engraved in elegant script: “Wait for to return.”
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows, seeing this sentence for the second ti now.
After a long silence, Qing Chen replaced the quilt exactly as he rembered it, even restoring the folds in the fabric.
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