High Tower Bidding Squad Happy Chat Group—
[Queen Lan Qi: ???]
[Lily Wants to Enter Star University: ……]
[Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person: O.o……]
[Little Red Fox Raising Expert: Uh……]
[Queen Lan Qi: Where is everyone :)]
[Lily Wants to Enter Star University: Game room!]
[Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person: Sleeping in room.]
[Little Red Fox Raising Expert: Wait, let me make something up for you.]
[Queen Lan Qi: Tell the truth :)]
[Lily Wants to Enter Star University: Behind slot machine #7.]
[Liao Wuliang is an Honest Person: By the trash can in upper left corner.]
[Little Red Fox Raising Expert: At the roulette table where I won 30,000.]
Zhan Pingchuan was full of regret. He’d demonstrated his abilities in front of Old Bang’s squad—Lan Qi already knew he used silver threads and barriers. Just now when he acted, as an S-level, Lan Qi could naturally see clearly the silver light piercing Gudeshao’s mouth.
How should he explain wanting to kill Gudeshao?
He couldn’t say his baby was at Ghost Eye Guild but was coveted by Gudeshao.
Who would have thought—
[Queen Lan Qi: Holy shit you won 30,000?!]
Lan Qi didn’t even ask!
In his great surprise, Zhan Pingchuan typed to tell Lan Qi a secret hidden for years.
[Little Red Fox Raising Expert: I’ve been especially lucky since childhood [helpless shrug].jpg]
[Queen Lan Qi: ……]
Ghost Eye Guild Tasman Business Trip Group—
[Adrian: .]
[Adrian: Why didn’t you consult me before acting privately.]
[Mudeli: Hey, didn’t think it was a big deal, so I handled it myself.]
[Wu Peng: Yeah yeah.]
[Fulunla: Cough, Director, were both the croupier and bodyguard you? Can your soul exchange now possess two people simultaneously?]
[Adrian: The bodyguard wasn’t me.]
[Wu Peng: Mudeli, I saw your laser. Fulunla, I saw you drawing the curse.]
[Mudeli: I saw your lightning too.]
[Lance: [confused].jpg]
After sending the message, he gently comforted Moth Rong Weng, who was frightened by the lightning, thinking: So manipulating electric charges is Wu Peng’s ability.
Moth Rong Weng drooped its antennae, retracted all its claws into its shell, curled in Lance’s palm afraid to open its eyes.
Just now it had bitten down hard, then saw bright lightning strike Gudeshao’s back, and Gudeshao started smoking.
The little bug was instantly paralyzed all over, falling from Gudeshao’s body. Scared out of its wits, it used all claws to flee toward Lance. Only after crawling into its master’s hands did its claws go soft, cowering into a ball.
[Wu Peng: Hey Lance, are you wearing gray clothes? How did you come to the casino too?]
[Lance: Ah.]
Lance was full of regret. He’d walked too close to Gudeshao—he should have carefully surveyed the environment before acting.
But he really hadn’t expected everyone’s excuses to leave were all to kill Gudeshao.
Fortunately, under so many layered attacks, Moth Rong Weng’s toxin was quietly hidden. No one would discover he’d acted—he just needed to explain he came to the casino out of curiosity.
However, before Lance finished typing, the group automatically skipped this topic.
[Fulunla: Cough!] Nonsense, didn’t you see Gudeshao’s back of the head pierced by familiar operations?
[Mudeli: Cough!] Of course he came for a secret meeting with the eldest young master.
[Wu Peng: Oh oh oh!]
Lance’s fingers stopped, frowning in confusion. What were they coughing about, and what did they understand?
But since no one pursued it further, he wisely deleted his made-up story.
[Fulunla: Speaking of which, I feel like it wasn’t just us?]
[Adrian: Indeed.]
[Fulunla: How did the big chandelier fall? What about the bodyguard?]
[Adrian: Look across.]
Fulunla immediately looked up across and saw Lan Qi had already risen from the bar, tossing her wavy hair as she left.
Adrian’s gaze tightened as he quickened his pace to block Lan Qi’s path.
The two guilds finally met face to face.
At this moment, seeing each other, those extra abilities could be explained.
Lan Qi crossed her arms over her chest, studying Adrian with interest: “What a coincidence, Director.”
Adrian: “Not a coincidence. Why did High Tower Guild want to kill Gudeshao?”
Adrian didn’t beat around the bush. He could see clearly that Gudeshao had been hit by so many skills, half of which weren’t Ghost Eye’s methods.
Lan Qi smiled: “Of course because he didn’t want to cooperate with top guilds anymore. Isn’t that Ghost Eye’s reason too?”
Lan Qi thought: Actually it’s because that idiot dared covet my only little brother!
Adrian said indifferently: “Naturally so.”
Though more because he coveted Ghost Eye’s young master-in-law.
Lan Qi spread her hands: “Seems our two guilds should communicate more. If we’d known Ghost Eye would act, we wouldn’t have bothered.”
Adrian: “I don’t dare believe what you say.”
Lan Qi curved her red lips, eyes cunning: “Not that bad, surely. At least this time, we both have dirt on each other.”
Adrian: “Then I hope the young miss can also keep secrets when facing Tasman’s investigation.”
Lan Qi sneered: “Without evidence, why would Tasman investigate High Tower? Isn’t Ghost Eye acting so brazenly for the same reason?”
Lan Qi’s ability could kill with borrowed knives—no need to worry about being traced, so she acted with peace of mind.
Abaddon summoned spirits, damaging Gudeshao’s soul—autopsy definitely couldn’t detect abnormalities.
Zhan Pingchuan’s S-level ability was better—few could see it, and even fewer happened to be watching Gudeshao then.
Most troublesome was Lily—the chandelier fell too precisely, easily revealing tampering.
Fortunately, Tasman prioritized making money over technology, lacking Federation’s high-end instruments to extract ability pheromones from Gudeshao’s body.
Comparatively, Ghost Eye Guild was indeed much more reckless.
That lightning, those lasers—she saw them clearly. Before the chandelier fell, smoke from Gudeshao’s body rose a meter high.
But similarly, surveillance cameras couldn’t record abilities. If Ghost Eye Guild denied everything, others couldn’t produce evidence—after all, many abilities could cause similar wounds.
Adrian naturally wouldn’t tell Lan Qi that their side hadn’t consulted, with everyone acting privately.
He said indifferently: “Selarl gave top guilds a warning—naturally we should return the favor.”
Lan Qi understood: “Didn’t expect Director to be quite vindictive.”
Mad Clown’s adoptive brother looked steady but was actually proud and reckless too.
Adrian lowered his eyes, accepting this without argument.
The casino remained in chaos. The shooting subordinate and throat-slashing croupier were quickly controlled, but both now had panicked, confused eyes, trembling all over, at a loss facing Gudeshao’s mangled corpse.
The croupier had no memory of that period at all. He felt possessed by ghosts—when he came to, his hand was already gripping that blood-stained playing card.
“It wasn’t me, sir! I… I only cheat at card tables. I’m not even an Awakened one—how could I slice Minister Gu’s throat with paper!”
The security captain said viciously: “I suspect you practiced Eastern martial arts.”
The croupier said desperately: “I’ve never even been to the East!”
The shooting subordinate didn’t even have the right to defend himself, because he clearly knew that in that moment, he truly wanted to kill Gudeshao.
He didn’t know why he had such thoughts, didn’t know where that anger came from. He couldn’t control his emotions—by the time he calmed down, Gudeshao was already a pile of corpses.
Tasman people continuously drove away tourists crowding forward to watch the excitement. Camera shutters clicked incessantly, faithfully recording the horrific scene of Gudeshao’s brain matter splattered and blood everywhere.
“No photography allowed! Delete photos immediately! Shut down all cruise networks and satellite communications!”
“Hurry the hell up and call people! Get everyone here to maintain order!”
“Immediately notify Prince Selarl! Tell him Minister Gudeshao was assassinated by unknown abilities!”
“Tourists return to your rooms immediately! No one is allowed out without notice!”
After these orders were issued, the disadvantage of insufficient manpower became apparent. The Manxing Sea had four thousand tourists—getting everyone to obediently return to their rooms from entertainment areas was easier said than done.
Gudeshao’s corpse gradually lost temperature. He clutched red chips in his hand, with Selarl’s appointment documents still tucked in his chest.
His glorious life began when he accidentally saw Selarl secretly meeting with Federation congressmen while hiding in rock crevices.
But even in death, he couldn’t understand why this life was so brief.
In the seventeenth floor’s luxury suite, Night Walker Guild and Seven Star Lotus Guild finally couldn’t sit still.
“Dragon Guild and Archer Guild went to curry favor this afternoon. Are we really going to sit here waiting for death?”
“What are Dragon and Archer? We’re a top guild!”
“Is top guild face so important? Do you think we can compete with Ghost Eye and High Tower in fair competition?”
“Should we lower ourselves to flatter that kind of person? Didn’t you see his lustful eyes toward Ghost Eye Guild’s kid?”
“What’s shameful about making money? Who cares what kind of person he is—getting the contract is what matters!”
“Would your guild master agree?”
“Let’s both report to our respective guild masters now and see what they say.”
“Fine. If my guild master agrees, I’ll swallow my pride and grovel!”
Both simultaneously picked up satellite phones, dialing their guild masters’ private communications.
“What’s wrong? The call won’t go through.”
“Mine won’t either.”
“Are we in the deep ocean now where even satellite phone signals don’t work?”
“Possibly.”
“Stop calling! Wake up! Would the guild master tell us to grovel? Even if he thought so, he wouldn’t say it!”
“You—”
“If you won’t go, I will! It’s just face—getting a share is better than making this trip for nothing!”
“Hey, wait for me!”
The two guilds spent half the day building psychological resolve, finally deciding to swallow their pride and curry favor with Gudeshao.
However, just as they left their rooms, they saw Tasman guards rushing past, shouting: “Minister Gudeshao was assassinated! Please return to your rooms and wait!”
Night Walker Guild: “……”
Seven Star Lotus Guild: “……”
The guards rushed toward the casino. The red-carpeted corridor was brightly lit, stairs trembling with chaotic, heavy footsteps as crowds poured down like water.
Red warning bells rang successively, shrill and grating. Laughter and joy came to an abrupt halt.
Sea winds were desolate as the Manxing Sea fell into complete solemnity.
In the staff quarters on the cruise’s negative fifth floor, Chen Shun’an was awakened by warning bells. He hunched his back getting out of bed, carefully peeking through the door crack, only to discover the two people monitoring him were gone.
He quickly realized something major had happened on the cruise. With insufficient manpower, those assigned to watch him had been reassigned.
His heart pounded wildly, breathing heavily as cold sweat instantly beaded on his graying temples.
He understood this was his only chance. He had to get information out to avenge his son and the king.
Chen Shun’an closed his door, supporting himself on cold iron frames as he entered the safety passage. He skillfully bypassed several narrow doors, finally seeing the somewhat old, decaying freight elevator.
Unlike tourists, cruise service staff lived in windowless inner cabins below sea level—extremely cramped rooms of only five square meters, barely fitting a bed and table.
They couldn’t see the ocean. Not only couldn’t they see it, they had to smell mixed cooking odors from ventilation.
Because this area was extremely close to cold storage and kitchens.
From the shielded staff quarters to the deck that could receive satellite signals was five stories high, accessible directly by the abandoned freight elevator.
Chen Shun’an gripped his coworker’s phone tightly, entering the freight elevator.
Numbers jumped up grid by grid as his heart gradually rose. The phone was dampened by sweat in his palm, his nerves stretched to breaking point.
Almost there…
Once he purchased communication service, he could send those two messages. He’d deeply engraved the king’s two old friends’ numbers in his mind.
Ding!
The freight elevator stopped at the first floor. With a dull grinding sound, the doors slowly opened.
Chen Shun’an eagerly squeezed out, walking to the deck’s edge.
Dark waves were right before his eyes, shrill humming endless in his ears.
Chen Shun’an forced himself to stop his hands from shaking. By weak light, he input a string of room numbers and passwords, successfully purchasing one day’s communication network.
Joy gradually leaped into his heart. He hurriedly dialed the first number, hearing one “beep” before the signal was cut.
Chen Shun’an looked at the phone screen that lost display, his heart crashing down into the abyss.
Just then, he heard chaotic footsteps from the safety passage behind him.
“Surveillance shows he’s on deck!”
“Quick, chase!”
“Damn old man, truly harboring ill intentions, slipping away in the chaos!”
“Don’t let him enter the water—he’s a sea turtle form Awakened one!”
“Hmph, let him try entering water. I’m a shark form Awakened one.”
“I see him!”
Chen Shun’an turned back, seeing two familiar people—chef friends who’d shared drinks with him last night, even enthusiastically lending him their phone and urging him to contact his daughter-in-law and grandson more.
But now these two were greedily pouncing toward him as if he were a living medal of honor.
So Selarl had planted more than one spy around him. Selarl had never truly trusted the king.
Reaching this point, Chen Shun’an instead calmed down.
With daggers drawn, he knew he couldn’t survive, but at least before dying, he’d make one last effort for the king.
He forcefully smashed the phone with the inputted number against iron frames until it shattered, then turned to run upstairs.
The safety passage flickered with pale green light, like a long river of the underworld leading to profound hell.
Sea turtles were clearly slow, and he was old, unable to walk well.
But wind clearly rushed past his ears, his chest like bellows, heaving violently.
Huff—huff—huff—
Chen Shun’an seemed tireless, stepping down one stair after another. Only one thought remained—fight to the death!
“Chen Shun’an! Is that you!”
“Old man, we drank together yesterday—why run when you see us today?”
“Advise you to be honest! Stop immediately and explain clearly what your purpose is on this ship!”
“Stop running! The top is a helicopter landing pad—where can you go!”
Chen Shun’an didn’t respond. Sweat soaked through his clothes, knees sending piercing pain. His vision blurred as stairs seemed to sway precariously.
Five floors… ten floors… fifteen floors…
Tw… twenty floors!
After an unknown time, he finally reached the safety passage’s end. His aged body could no longer support him—muscles and bones began trembling violently.
His severely taxed organs twisted together as waves of fishy-sweet heat surged upward.
He felt liquid flowing from his nose, tasting fishy saltiness in his throat. He wasn’t sure if it was sweat or something else. The world spun as he nearly lost consciousness, unable to distinguish the path ahead.
But he forced himself to push open the heavy iron door and rushed out.
In an instant, the sea wind howled fiercely, striking his face.
He staggered, barely managing to steady himself, regaining a moment of clarity.
Before him stretched a wide platform, with a black helicopter parked steadily on it. Looking around, the vast ocean stretched endlessly, while beneath his feet yawned an abyss of ten thousand zhang.
The two chefs were also nearly exhausted. Having finally caught up, they gasped heavily and sneered coldly at Chen Shun’an.
“Didn’t expect someone your age could still run so well.”
“Stop struggling. What’s the point of running to the helipad—can you fly a helicopter?”
“Speak up, what exactly are you trying to do? Did you and the king conspire something?”
“If you cooperate properly, Prince Selarl might still spare your life.”
Chen Shun’an raised his drooping eyelids, coldly looking at those two chefs. The wind whipped his thin, coarse clothing, outlining bones that would bend but never break.
He slowly shook his head, his steps retreating.
“Chen—”
The next second, Chen Shun’an resolutely leaped from the helipad. His aged, frail body was like an out-of-control kite in the deep night, crashing thunderously onto the balcony of Lance’s room.
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