Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

At the dinner table, Old Liu served bowls of steaming noodles, each with a golden poached egg in it.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, and inside, the aroma of food filled the air. What should have been a warm and cozy scene was instead oppressively heavy.

When Lin Qiye and Wu Hen returned, they carried with them the chill of the rainy night.

The two sat down in silence, neither of them asking if they had bought the cigarettes.

"Koizumi, eat more. You'll have more energy if you're full."

Cao Yuan picked up a poached egg from his own bowl and put it into Wu Quan's bowl, trying to break the silence with his straightforward manner.

Wu Quan didn't react; he didn't even move his eyes.

He just stared blankly out the window, his eyes terrifyingly empty, as if his soul had been sucked into the rain outside.

Cao Yuan's chopsticks froze in mid-air, his smile somewhat stiff.

He looked at the others for help, but found that no one was looking at him.

"That fire four years ago was really strange."

An Qingyu seemed oblivious to the awkwardness. She ate her noodles in small bites and whispered to Old Man Liu...

"You just said that the fire started simultaneously in several different rooms?"

Old Liu sighed and nodded: "Yes."

"The fire department later investigated and said they couldn't find the ignition point, and the electrical circuits were fine. It was as if... it started burning out of thin air."

"Moreover, the fire burned quickly and went out quickly, burning down the room where Wu Quan's parents lived, but leaving the walls of other places untouched by the smoke."

An Qingyu's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She looked up and exchanged a glance with Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

The three people's eyes met briefly in the air, and the message was conveyed silently—there was something wrong with this fire.

The secrets surrounding Wu Quan are probably more complex than just the psychological trauma of the fire.

"I've had someone investigate the Li Group," Baili Pangpang said, putting down his chopsticks with a grave expression.

"All the procedures were flawless."

"From the permits to the contracts, everything is completely legal. We have absolutely no chance of stopping it through official channels."

"Hold!"

Cao Yuan couldn't help but curse, slamming his fist on the table, splashing the soup out of his bowl.

"Legal? They beat people up like this and you call it legal? Fine, I'll bring my men to their construction site and see who dares to lay a finger on them!"

"And then?" Wu Hen's voice rang out abruptly, devoid of any emotion.

"And then the Night's Watch was implicated for violently interfering with legitimate business activities, and that's how it got reported to higher authorities?"

"Do you think a conglomerate of Li's size wouldn't have someone backing it up?"

Cao Yuan was taken aback, his face flushing red: "We can't just stand by and watch the orphanage get demolished!"

"Using violence to fight against the rules is the stupidest thing to do."

Lin Qiye finally spoke. He slowly finished the last bite of his noodles, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then...

"We are here to solve problems, not to create more problems."

"The Night's Watch cannot appear in this matter in an official capacity."

His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last bit of hope in everyone's hearts.

The room fell into complete silence.

Everyone knows that Lin Qiye is right.

They lost within the rules.

Once they cross the rules, they no longer represent themselves, but the entire Night's Watch, and the consequences are unimaginable.

The oppressive mood fermented in the cramped dining room, making it even more suffocating than the gloomy rain outside the window.

The meal ended in silence.

Old Liu arranged several empty rooms for them to rest, while he went to comfort the children who had already fallen asleep.

As night deepened, the rain showed no signs of letting up.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Lin Qiye's door was pushed open silently, and a dark figure flashed in.

"Leave?" Wu Hen's voice was extremely low.

In the darkness, Lin Qiye opened his eyes, not sleepy at all.

He sat up silently and replied in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Let's go."

There was no further communication, not even a second glance between them.

Like two perfectly coordinated night cats, the two nimbly climbed out of the window.

His figure instantly disappeared into the thick rain, speeding towards the brightly lit depths of the city.

No sooner had they left than Wu Quan, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes in the room at the end of the corridor.

Those empty eyes were now frighteningly clear.

He turned his head to the side, as if he could see through the walls and the rain, and look precisely in the direction where Lin Qiye and Wu Hen disappeared.

After a long while, a barely audible murmur escaped from his lips.

"...Will you see that door too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of rain outside the window seemed to grow louder, and faintly, it sounded like countless people were whispering.