Would You Like So Cray~fish?
"I enjoyed tonight's banquet very much, what do you think... Mr. 'Li Fu'."
Chen Ling smiled and spoke.
Ying Fu slowly raised his head. His eyes behind the black-frad glasses gazed fixedly at the Tang-suited youth. At this instant, the air around the two seed to drop to the freezing point.
Even Yao Qing, who was silently swishing beef at the side, raised his head with a strange expression, looking at the seated Ying Fu for a mont, then looking at the standing youth for a mont, his eyes full of confusion...
"If you are here to show the posture of a victor, then you can go back," Ying Fu spoke indifferently.
"This ga is still far from over. I will not always lose... and you cannot possibly always win either."
"I know what your purpose in coming to the Wushan Conference is."
Chen Ling's light red pupils were like a rattlesnake biting its prey, firmly locking onto Ying Fu. "So people I cannot take care of, but if you dare touch certain people... I will fight you to the bitter end.
You know who I'm talking about."
Chen Ling was looking at Ying Fu from start to finish, but for so unknown reason, Yao Qing's heart at the side shook slightly.
Hearing this, Ying Fu already knew the purpose of Chen Ling coming over specifically to say these words. However, he did not make the slightest response to Chen Ling's threat, but similarly slowly stood up.
The two figures stood face-to-face. Behind the plain black-frad glasses, Ying Fu's gaze looking at Chen Ling was as deep as an abyss.
"Fight to the bitter end..." Ying Fu smiled faintly.
"The you of this period is truly interesting... Properly cherish everything you have now. When everything you treasure leaves you, or becos your enemy... I hope the you at that ti can still maintain this kind of spirit."
After speaking, Ying Fu turned around and walked toward the exit of the banquet.
Chen Ling was stunned.
That sentence Ying Fu just said looked like a counterattack to his "threat", but it seed to imply sothing else...
Chen Ling knew that because the ti Ying Fu entered the Tiline Save File was relatively late, there actually existed a certain ti difference between the two of them. Now, the Ying Fu before his eyes was from the future several months later in the real world. If it was like this, that passage of words from Ying Fu just now was absolutely not without a target.
What exactly was he talking about???
Chen Ling's original intention in looking for Ying Fu was to warn him not to make a move against certain people. However, a single sentence of counterattack from Ying Fu instead planted a seed of unease in Chen Ling's heart...
Perhaps just as Ying Fu said, no one will always win, and no one will always lose. Chen Ling achieved a total victory at the banquet, but the other party's single sentence before leaving seed to make Chen Ling lose half a step again, and the joy of victory also vanished completely.
He looked in the direction Ying Fu left, staring blankly in a daze.
...
Inside the lobby of the eting Immortal Guest House, Ying Fu advanced alone.
At the banquet venue just now, since Chen Ling took the initiative to co forward and speak to him, it ant Chu Changqing had already been taken away. Since this was the case, him entering and exiting the venue also wouldn't be obstructed... As for the final speech by the leadership of Bureau 749, how could Ying Fu pay attention to these things?
Red welco words rolled on the screen. In front of the main door of the eting Immortal Guest House, Zheng Zhiqing and Fu Kun were still deadlocked with Shen Nan.
Seeing Ying Fu walking over from behind, Shen Nan slightly raised an eyebrow...
"Your Maj..."
Seeing Ying Fu co out with a dark face, Zheng Zhiqing subconsciously wanted to say sothing, but imdiately closed her mouth again.
Ying Fu didn't even glance at Zheng Zhiqing and Fu Kun, only indifferently sweeping a glance over Shen Nan,
"...Make way."
Shen Nan did not hesitate, directly turning around and leaving. Since Ying Fu appeared here, it ant Chen Ling had already succeeded. He naturally had no need to stop them.
Ying Fu walked out of the main door of the eting Immortal Guest House, heading straight toward the empty and deserted street. Zheng Zhiqing and Fu Kun exchanged a glance and imdiately wanted to follow...
"Don't follow ."
Ying Fu left a sentence without even turning his head.
The legs Zheng Zhiqing and Fu Kun had stepped out instantly could only retract back. Looking at that figure gradually disappearing at the end of the street, their expressions were both sowhat unnatural.
"Is His Majesty angry...?"
"Isn't it all because of you, this idiot! Day by day you only know how to eat, only know how to watch dancing! His Majesty's eyes stared until they were rotten and you didn't even have a fucking reaction!!" Zheng Zhiqing viciously kicked Fu Kun, flying into a great rage.
"This... how can this be blad on ?? Didn't we say that for this banquet we're just responsible for sitting, and don't need to care about anything? Who knew a Cheng Yaojin would unexpectedly appear halfway..."
"Now look, the person we finally managed to snatch over was snatched away by soone else again, everyone worked for nothing!"
"Why are you throwing a temper at , it's not my fault alone!"
Fu Kun spread his hands quite innocently.
Zheng Zhiqing glared fiercely at him, turned her head, and walked toward another direction of the street.
"Eh, where are you going now?"
"Are you fucking missing a brain?? Of course I'm going to the Lotus Guest House! His Majesty told you not to follow him, not to let you stand there foolishly!! Now that the person has been snatched away, hurry up and go look for clues to see if we can snatch the person back!!"
"Oh oh oh..."
On the deserted street,
Ying Fu advanced slowly along the sidewalk. The dim streetlights shone on the ground, constantly elongating his shadow.
No one knew what Ying Fu was thinking. Was it the clash at the banquet just now, was it how to take action at the Wushan Conference, or perhaps, it was the thorny matters he was currently experiencing outside the Tiline Save File...
He didn't bring any subordinates, only walking alone. Everything around was silent in the darkness, leaving only Wushan in the distance towering among the lone clouds.
Not knowing how long had passed, a burst of silvery, bell-like laughter interrupted his train of thought.
Ying Fu frowned and looked forward.
The end of the banquet was already late at night. The shops on both sides of the street were almost all closed. Only a crayfish shop in the corner was still open. The flashing neon sign illuminated a small half of the street, and shadows flickered at the door, as if soone was busy inside the shop.
Ying Fu was not interested in late-night snacks and continued to walk forward.
"Big Brother, would you like so cray~~~fish!"
Just as he was about to pass by the storefront, a little girl hugging a nu suddenly jumped out from the door. She tilted her head, her two eyes smilingly curved like crescent moons. The light in the shop shone on her body, like it was plated with a faint layer of golden trim.
Seeing that familiar face, and that silvery, bell-like voice full of vitality, Ying Fu was stunned.
He looked at the girl before him. In a daze, A Qian's appearance slowly overlapped with hers...
The sa age, similar figure, seventy to eighty percent similar facial features... At this mont, Ying Fu's heavy thoughts seed to have stagnated. He just stared blankly at the girl like this, freezing in place like a sculpture.
Seeing Ying Fu completely motionless, the girl suspiciously waved her hand in front of his eyes.
"Hello? Do you... need help?"
Ying Fu recovered his senses. He raised his head and glanced at the magnificent crayfish shop signboard above his head, and the open-air dining tables set up by the street. He was silent for a long ti...
"...Eat." Ying Fu nodded. "Also fetch a bottle of alcohol... Thank you."
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