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Chapter 1603 The Mist (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

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The door to the old office was slowly pushed open, and a thin figure looked up at the old desk in front of him.

A red swivel armchair stood behind the desk, facing the window next to the desk, with its back to the door and also to the slender figure.

The slender figure slowly stepped forward and stood before the desk, speaking slowly, "Bishop, the Anomaly Association is currently conducting a city-wide search. Most of the mercenaries we hired have been intercepted by them, and our church brothers who went out have also returned to the Eternal Anomaly."

"Do you know what mistake you made?" a hoarse voice came from the sofa.

“I was too hasty. I shouldn’t have gathered so many people at this time to surround Loren and put our church brothers at risk, which delayed the important affairs of the church.”

The thin figure lowered his head and said quickly, "But yesterday we received a message from above, telling us to be careful of any sudden abnormal situations around us. This Loren is clearly an abnormal situation. The changes in his strength that he has shown have far exceeded what he should normally have achieved."

"So, because of him, we lost a lot of manpower, threatening the entire plan?" the voice from the sofa asked hoarsely. "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"Don't let one mistake destroy the entire mountain range." The thin figure lowered his head. "But if Loren hadn't died, wouldn't our plan be incomplete?"

“Loren is an important figure in the plan, but not indispensable,” the hoarse voice on the sofa continued. “If he dies, that would be a good thing. If he doesn’t, we can still carry out the plan.”

“Everyone has their value. When the cost of killing them is far greater than the benefits that can be gained from killing them, then killing them is no longer worthwhile.”

The hoarse voice gradually turned cold. "Now, you've lost a large number of our men, resulting in the loss of a crucial link in a critical stage of the plan. You've paid such a high price. Did you kill him?"

The slender figure lowered his head, a few beads of sweat seemingly seeping from his forehead. "No, nothing. I don't know what he obtained. His strength exceeded my expectations. I originally thought I could definitely kill him."

“You have a chance to back down,” the hoarse voice said calmly. “When you realize that he was able to deal with Muhe smoothly and walk out of the endless corridor, you should realize that the cost of dealing with him has exceeded what we can afford.”

“But he took the ‘ceramic doll’,” the thin figure said hoarsely, head bowed. “We’ve been planning this for so long in the Endless Corridor just to get the ceramic doll. Doesn’t that mean all our previous efforts have been wasted? If we can get the ceramic doll back, we can gain the Archbishop’s favor and receive extraordinary blessings.”

"Oh?" a hoarse voice asked from the sofa. "Is it 'we' who gained the archbishop's favor, or 'you'?"

"I...I didn't mean that," the thin figure knelt down on the ground, fine beads of sweat instantly streaming down his face. He cried out in a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, my loyalty to you remains as strong as ever."

"Since that's the case, did you get the ceramic doll back?" The figure on the sofa seemed oblivious to the slender man's excited voice and asked calmly.

"No, no," the thin figure stammered, "Loren's strength exceeded my expectations. He's too strong, too strong. He even had the strength to rescue his coach. I originally thought I could definitely kill him and bring the ceramic doll back with me."

His body was almost prostrate on the ground. "Your Excellency, please give me another chance. I will definitely kill Loren and take back the ceramic doll!"

"Oh, how can I give you a chance?" The figure on the sofa chuckled hoarsely. "Give you more manpower, more important anomalies, expose the core of the plan, and wait for the Anomaly Association to come knocking on your door?"

“No,” the thin figure quickly shook his head, “I, I didn’t mean that, Your Excellency…”

This time, the voice from the sofa didn't give him a chance to speak, but instead said with a slight sigh,
"I really like you, you know that? You'll do anything to climb up the social ladder, you'll try every means to please me, and you'll even be planning how to secretly present the ceramic doll to the archbishop and sell me for a good price."

“You are cunning, shrewd, and greedy—these are all excellent qualities. You should be able to handle this matter very well.”

“No, Your Excellency,” the thin figure said hastily, “Please give me another chance! I’m sure I can do a better job!”

"Sigh," a voice from the sofa sighed softly, "you still don't understand."

Twisted shadows writhed around him, slowly climbing up the thin figure and engulfing his struggling form.

"It's quite difficult to guess what you're thinking." Another voice sounded in the darkness, followed by the sound of a lighter trying to ignite.

“I’ve already asked so little of him,” a hoarse voice said from the sofa. “I leave everything outside to him, all he has to do is weigh the pros and cons, but he can’t even do that. Oh, and no smoking here.”

No sparks ultimately ignited in the dark night.

“Weighing the pros and cons sounds simple, but it’s hard to do. You know he can’t do it,” the voice in the darkness put away its lighter and chuckled hoarsely. “When you put him in this position, death had already begun.”

"I am not a bloodthirsty person," a hoarse voice said from the sofa.

"I guess when you initially made these arrangements, you didn't anticipate such significant losses," the voice in the darkness chuckled. "So, are you prepared to deal with the Anomaly Association?"

“I don’t need to deal with the Anomalous Association,” the voice on the sofa said calmly. “When you’re at a disadvantage, the cost of a blind attack often far outweighs the benefits. I just need to wait quietly.”

"Aren't you afraid they'll find this place and wipe out your hideout?" the voice in the darkness chuckled.

A hoarse voice came from the sofa, "They can't find this place."

In that instant, the dark figure seemed to realize something, and suddenly rushed out, heading towards the open office door.

But the moment he reached the door, it vanished and disappeared into the hazy darkness.

Night fell, sealing off everything in darkness.

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Morin Apartments
He Ao opened his eyes, looked at the dawn light outside the window, and absorbed the flowing power of the morning light into his body.

hum-

His bracelet lit up.

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