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Chen Ling looked at the anxious Li Shangfeng before him and sighed inwardly.

Li Shangfeng didn't want to owe this massive favor; Chen Ling could understand... But he knew even more clearly that once everything was explained clearly to Li Shangfeng, Li Shangfeng would definitely join the Dusk Society for the sake of those other Dusk Society mbers who had already died in battle, and for the kindness of making up for this regret...

The world says when will the cycle of vengeance ever end, but here at the Dusk Society, it beca when will the cycle of repaying kindness ever end.

He didn't want Li Shangfeng to give up his currently easily acquired stable life for their sake, and once again step onto that path of licking blood from a knife's edge... Li Shangfeng already didn't owe the Dusk Society anything.

"Boss Chen!" Li Shangfeng looked at Chen Ling eagerly, "Just tell ..."

"...You also said it just now, the current you is still too weak." Chen Ling paused for a mont. "Wait for a few more years, wait until the day you truly grow up. If you still want to know the truth at that ti, and still want to repay us... I will tell you everything."

"Then, how should I find you guys at that ti??"

"You don't need to find us..."

Chen Ling slowly raised his hand, pinching sothing between his fingertips, and placed it on Li Shangfeng's palm... He looked at Li Shangfeng complexly and spoke softly:

"When the ti cos, soone will co looking for you."

Li Shangfeng blankly lowered his head to look between his palms.

A blank playing card with no Card Face was sparkling in the sunlight.

...

After finishing the al, Li Shangfeng carried Li Wanhua on his back and returned to the abandoned factory.

Chen Ling said he wanted to help Li Shangfeng repair the room slightly, so he gave Li Laide an hour of free activity ti, and then without looking back, walked into the ruins with the siblings...

Li Laide stood alone in place, his forehead filled with question marks.

No...

You're just going to leave be like this?

Before, he was the one demanding him to stick by his side without leaving an inch, and now he just drops a sentence lightly and leaves... Isn't he afraid that during this hour, he would run away so thoroughly that not even a shadow remained?

But thinking of Chen Ling's terrifying strength last night, Li Laide still gave up the idea of escaping. Not to ntion, even if he escaped now, where could he escape to?

With the Chengtian Domain's public security environnt, he couldn't even manage to leave by taking a train.

Li Laide, bearing that stolen face, hesitated on the street for a long ti, and ultimately still walked toward a certain direction...

Li Laide could already basically confirm that those bizarre existences invisible to the naked eye were the "Dusk Society" in Chen Ling's mouth, only he didn't know what happened to make them beco this appearance... Moreover, Chen Ling had also ntioned before that the Dusk Society hadn't started recruiting people yet.

If Chen Ling didn't lie to him, then that ant these people were not the "Dusk Society" of this world, but like Chen Ling, ca from the previous world?

Then was it possible that they took action to help the Li siblings because they were originally mbers of the Dusk Society in the previous world?

The deeper Li Laide thought, the more everything seed to find a reasonable explanation at this mont. And at the sa ti, another question unavoidably surfaced in his heart:

If this world was truly rebooted...

Then what kind of person was he in the previous world?

Was he an unknown nobody, left for others to slaughter, or... world-renowned?

While pondering, Li Laide familiarly traversed the streets and arrived in front of a familiar small house...

Bright sunlight sprinkled upon the earth. At this ti at the doorway, a beautiful figure with white hair cascading like a waterfall was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a watering can in her hand, patiently watering the flowers in the courtyard. Her entire person exuded a tranquil aura of being aloof from worldly strife.

Seeing that figure, Li Laide's impetuous heart cald down.

He stole a newspaper from a nearby kiosk, and then leaned against a utility pole across the street from the house, pretending to read the contents of the newspaper, but in reality, his mind was completely tied to his mother in the courtyard... To him, this was already the closest way to approach the other party.

He watched his mother pushing the wheelchair alone, watering from this side of the courtyard to that side of the courtyard, like a diligent gardener. Ti passed minute by minute and second by second; just watering the garden almost took up her entire morning.

Wait, morning?

Li Laide abruptly snapped back to his senses. He suddenly rembered the free activity ti Chen Ling gave him was only one hour...

Just as he was hesitating whether to proactively return to the maintenance factory, a peaceful voice sounded from behind him:

"Go et her."

Li Laide's whole body trembled. He subconsciously turned his head, only to see a figure draped in a brown coat standing behind him, his gaze looking together with him at that figure in the courtyard who was tidying up things, preparing to return indoors.

"We are about to leave the Chengtian Domain... We still don't know when the next ti we return will be." Chen Ling's ruby-like eyes looked at Li Laide. He slowly opened his mouth, his voice giving people an inexplicable sense of stability,

"With here, there's no need to worry about other things. Besides your mother herself, no one will rember you ca."

Before Li Laide could recover his senses, Chen Ling handed an exquisitely crafted bionic chanical leg into his hands.

"This is what I had Li Shangfeng make. Although it's not as flexible as a real human leg, after wearing it, daily walking, sitting, and standing won't be a problem... Take it to your mother together."

Li Laide froze in place.

He looked at the heavy chanical leg in his hand. An unreal warmth rose from the bottom of his heart. He instinctively grew vigilant toward this goodwill expressed by others, looking at Chen Ling's eyes in a panic:

"...Why?"

"For heretics like us, the love of family is sothing more precious than life." Deep in Chen Ling's eyes flashed the clear-eyed youth draped in a Theatrical Robe on Frost Street. He spoke with a complex expression,

"The forr had no chance to bid a proper farewell to the people I cherished... Later on, it could never be redeed. But the current you still has a chance. She is standing alive right in front of you. There is rely a street separating the two of you."

"Li Laide, don't leave regrets for yourself."

Li Laide froze. This was the first ti he saw an emotion other than calmness on Chen Ling's face... That bitterness and sorrow deep in his eyes were like a thorn, gently pricking Li Laide once, actually making an identical sorrow ripple within him as well.

What was this... Mutual appreciation between similar kinds, grief for a fellow creature, or feeling exactly the sa?

Li Laide also didn't know what was wrong with himself. He looked at the bionic leg in his hand, and ultimately still took a deep breath...

"...Thank you."

He walked straight toward the house across the street.

In the courtyard at this ti, the mother sitting in the wheelchair was still slowly packing things up. As soon as she looked up, she saw a strange youth standing in front of her, looking at her with a complex gaze.

"Hello... is there sothing you need?" she spoke softly.

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