462: Chapter 6 New Friends and Old Friends 462: Chapter 6 New Friends and Old Friends Aorus Otimis.
This na, to Gongsun Ce, was a synonym for unpleasantness.
Ever since the two t on the flying ship, they had never agreed on anything.
Gongsun Ce loathed the man’s mannerisms and even more his personality, and he knew the feeling was mutual.
Thus, they had never lived in peace, not even for a mont.
“How curious, when did the Light Core beco interested in our city’s entertainnt industry?” Gongsun Ce grasped his old rival’s hand tightly, not even bothering to feign a smile on his face.
“Actually, our mbers span all industries of Celestial City.” Aorus smiled at him, “Have you finally co to resonate with our ideals?
I’d be happy to extend an invitation to you once more, you have talents worth setting aside my dignity.”
Gongsun Ce flung his hand away.
“Forget it,” the grey-haired young man said coldly, “Just speaking to you makes struggle to suppress the urge to vomit.”
Aorus took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hand with deliberate slowness.
“I regret that so much ti has passed, and yet you still harbor such obstinate hostility toward .
Ah, my friend!
When will you be willing to set aside your prejudices and have a proper chat with ?”
“No need to wait any longer; now’s fine,” Gongsun Ce said, “Eat this handkerchief, run a hundred laps around the central district, and shout ‘I’m sorry, Brother Gongsun’ while you do it, then I’ll reconcile with you.”
Aorus was still smiling, but the atmosphere between the two had beco ominously cold.
Gongsun Ce casually crumpled a white chair and sat down on the spot, crossing his legs in a leisurely manner.
“You were full of sincerity, weren’t you?
Eat,” he said with a sneer, “Or do you need my help?”
The brown-haired man let go of the handkerchief, which fluttered into a trash can with the wind.
He crossed his arms and lowered his gaze, his words tinged with a mix of helplessness and regret.
“I’ve shown goodwill, my friend…
yet you give no respect.”
“Cut the pretense, I’m not your friend,” Gongsun Ce stated sternly, “If you want to fight, just get on with it.”
From the mont Aorus got out of the car, the long-haired, black-tal singer had been craning his neck to observe the two n, until Gongsun Ce spoke, at which point he excitedly strumd his guitar.
“Oh ho!
Is the fight starting?
Is it?!”
“Of course not, it’s just a little joke between us,” Aorus said with a smile, “Think about it, why would I co here personally in the middle of the night?”
The long-haired singer pondered with his eyes closed, pointing to himself: “…Because of ?”
“Indeed.
You are our valued new mber; you shouldn’t be in places like this late at night…” Aorus glanced intentionally at his old rival, “Coming into contact with uncultured, dangerous characters.”
Gongsun Ce deliberately cracked his knuckles, making an audible snap.
“What a strong sll of gunpowder!
Friendships in Celestial City are truly marvelous!” the long-haired singer exclaid, “But I would like to talk more to him—”
“Please get in the car.”
“I hate taking orders!” the singer yelled.
Aorus’s expression didn’t change: “Which is why I’m only inviting.” The long-haired man imdiately bead with joy: “You really know how to relate to people!
Alright, I, the great lord, will listen to you this ti!”
He waved to Gongsun Ce and jumped into the back seat of the car, slamming the door shut with a loud bang.
Aorus then turned around: “Goodbye, Gongsun Ce.
Don’t mind , I wanted to enjoy the fresh air a bit more too, but I have far too many pressing matters to attend to.”
“What are you so busy with?” Gongsun Ce scoffed, “Dividing up the corpse of the Wing of Death with the Mutual Assistance Association?”
Aorus’s steps halted.
He turned back, his eyes carrying an indescribable, sinister look.
“I’m surprised, Gongsun Ce.”
That look reminded him of long-ago mories, of the verbal skirmishes on the flying ship, and the chilling deanor the brown-haired boy had shown at the end.
“You would think that I would be involved in such…
filthy affairs.”
At that mont, Gongsun Ce heard the sound of the wind.
A heavy object stirred the air, aiming for his head with undisguised murderous intent.
There was no warning; even the enhanced telekinesis he had gained post-enlightennt failed to detect the third party’s approach!
mories from three years ago flooded back, setting off alarms in his heart.
Aorus, that bastard, had activated his powers, bringing with him…!
In an instant, Gongsun Ce made his decision.
The traps and constraints he had set earlier were discarded without hesitation.
Summoning all his strength, Gongsun Ce blurred into an afterimage, darting to the side like a bolt of lightning.
The brutal heavy object smashed down, shattering the night’s silence with a thunderous crash!
The blunt impact shattered the afterimage and drove the white chair deep into the soil.
It was an iron hamr.
Its grotesquely-sized head was nearly as big as a briefcase, resembling a ridiculously exaggerated prop!
The massive weapon was effortlessly lifted by pure arm strength and steadied on the shoulder of the attacker.
“Right, right.
Specialized tasks should be left to specialists; after all, everyone has their strengths!
Big John always says that!”
The man wielding the colossal hamr was a unsettling figure.
Blue hair, a square face, and fierce eyes that even sunglasses couldn’t hide.
He combed his hair into a slicked-back style, squeezing his over two-ter-tall muscular fra into a dark suit, casually leaving the jacket wide open, looking like an old-school gangster…
If one were to ignore the alien weapon in his hands.
“The boss got locked up, so of course, his lieutenant—that’s —should take over!” The blue-haired man laughed wildly, “A little favor like this has to be done for a brother!
Hahaha!”
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