I'm not a drama god

Jian Changsheng is gone.

He was so drunk that he even staggered when he walked... Before leaving, he pointed at Chen Ling's nose and said drunkenly:

"Heart, just wait for me..."

"I will definitely catch up with you..."

"When I come out of the Bingdao Ancient Treasure... I... hiccup... will make you look at me with new eyes."

Jian Changsheng has said these words eight hundred times. He was serious every time, and he really did bring surprises to Chen Ling every time... After saying this, Jian Changsheng shook his head and turned away.

The black leather jacket was hidden in the night. Jian Changsheng's figure staggered a little, but every step he took was as firm as a mountain.

When Jin Fugui returned, it was already dawn.

Jin Fugui came limping from a distance with a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he had not slept all night and was still looking around nervously. I wonder what he had experienced last night.

When he came back and saw the mess under the bridge, he was slightly stunned.

He subconsciously turned his head to look for it:

"Where's the 6 of Spades?!"

"Six of Spades! Get up, pack up, and get to work!"

"...He's gone." Chen Ling's voice came from the side.

"... Gone? He... he didn't live here for long?" Jin Fugui was a little confused. He scratched his head and couldn't help muttering, "Did I give him too much work? Too demanding?"

"No, it's his own fault."

Chen Ling sat up from the bed and looked around... Jiang Xiaohua was still in the field, and Sun Bumian was still sleeping. He seemed to be the first to wake up.

"Oh... by the way! Lord Hong Wang! There is something I must report to you!" Jin Fugui suddenly became serious.

"what?"

"There seems to be a ghost wall in the Tianshu Realm! I was trapped all night before I escaped!"

Chen Ling:......

"Oh~ That sounds dangerous." Chen Ling patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I will investigate thoroughly."

After perfunctorily dealing with Jin Fugui, Chen Ling walked to the alley on the side. After confirming that there was no one around, he took out a disc from his arms... As the disc opened, a haggard figure appeared in front of him.

It’s Mr. Han.

"I promised you before that I would set you free... Now, you can go." Chen Ling said calmly.

Mr. Han looked around and looked at Chen Ling with a look of surprise:

"I thought you would regret it."

"I always keep my word."

Chen Ling paused for a moment. "But don't blame me for not warning you... The world outside is no longer the same as you know it. Even if you are the leader of the contemporary Medical God Sect... you may not be able to change anything."

Mr. Han frowned slightly. He had been recuperating in the disc for so long that he really didn't know what the situation was outside. But he naturally wouldn't believe Chen Ling's words completely. Perhaps that was just an excuse for Chen Ling to keep him.

"In any case, thank you to the Twilight Society for saving Han's life, and thank you to Mr. Chen for taking care of him during this period... If there is anything Han can do in the future, I will definitely help."

Mr. Han spoke sincerely. After all, if it weren't for the Twilight Society, he would have been a corpse by now. Moreover, Chen Ling promised to set him free and he really did it. There was no hatred between the two parties. Instead, Mr. Han owed the Twilight Society a big favor.

Mr. Han’s mental strength has only recovered less than half now, but as long as he is given some more time, he will be able to recover to the peak, and even become a demigod of medicine.

Then I'll repay the favor.

After seeing off Jian Changsheng and Mr. Han, Chen Ling was about to leave when Liu Qingyan's voice suddenly rang out from behind:

"Lord Red King."

"What's wrong?" Chen Ling looked back.

"Something unexpected happened." Liu Qingyan's silhouette emerged from the shadows. "Just received news that one of our Twilight Club members... is missing."

Chen Ling frowned:

"Who?"

"Ten of diamonds."

“Is it him…?”

The image of the young man in a classical grey gown and gold-rimmed glasses suddenly emerged in Chen Ling's mind... Chen Ling had come into contact with him before. He seemed to be a letter writer, exuding a faint literary aura.

This Diamond 8 is different from most other members of the Twilight Club. He is very introverted and low-key. Even other members of the Twilight Club rarely come into contact with him. Chen Ling remembered that when she was "on a secret visit", she followed him for two days but failed to speak to him.

"I remember his strength was average, and I didn't assign him to the Shinto Ancient Treasures to carry out the mission... Why did he suddenly disappear?"

"I don't know. His regular contact hasn't been able to contact him in a long time. He was reported missing today, but even my master took the initiative to search using moonlight, but he couldn't be found last night."

"Even the Gray King hasn't been found?"

Chen Ling's gaze gradually became serious.

Although Diamond 8 was a marginal figure, Chen Ling judged him to be unlikely to betray the Twilight Society. If that were the case, he would most likely have already...

"Where was he last seen?"

"It was the meeting in the Lingxu Realm. After the meeting, he should have crossed the Gray Realm and returned to the Cangyun Realm... But after that, he was never seen again in the Cangyun Realm." Liu Qingyan paused for a moment. "It's possible that he was killed in the Gray Realm."

"Gray Realm..." Chen Ling nodded slightly. "I'll send Ghost-Mocking Abyss's men to look for him. If he was killed in the Gray Realm, there should be some clues left behind."

"Ah."

When Chen Ling returned to the bridge, Sun Bumian had already gotten up, but Jiang Xiaohua was still in the field. It was unclear whether she had woken up and didn't want to come out, or if she hadn't woken up at all.

Seeing Chen Ling's unhappy expression, Sun Bumian couldn't help but ask:

"What happened?"

Chen Ling briefly recounted the story, and Sun Bumian was a little surprised. He had been a member of the Twilight Society for so long, but he didn't have much impression of the Diamond 8. And it had been a long time since a member of the Twilight Society had lost contact.

Chen Ling woke up the little centipede hiding underground and told it something. Then the little centipede burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

at this time,

Jin Fugui, who was cleaning the hot pot tables and chairs, suddenly let out a light exclamation.

He turned over the stool that Chen Ling had sat on with confusion, and after groping for a long time, he tore off something from the blind spot at the bottom of the stool... He turned the thing over and over in his hands several times with an extremely strange expression.

"……letter?"

"I don't remember there being letters stuck underneath these stools when I picked them up?"

Chen Ling, who was talking to Sun Bumian, was slightly startled when he heard the word "letter". He walked forward puzzledly:

"What letter?"

Jin Fugui glanced at the recipient on the corner of the envelope, blinked... and then handed the letter to Chen Ling:

"Lord Red King... this seems to be for you?"