Shadow Sound Hidden.
He is the origin of the story, the source of change.
He is the incarnation of sin, the defiance of goodness.
On countless nights, Yin Minghong often wondered if that white-haired assassin who fell into the hands of traffickers was indeed Shadow Sound Hidden.
If he was, why would a White Night traitor help the White Night Walker to assassinate Jing Zhengwei?
If not, then why did the 'Shadow Sound Hidden' from Xuanzhu County repeatedly assist White Night?
He never fully accepted Wen Hong's explanation, and he had so doubts about 'Qing Lan being Shadow Sound Hidden,' even though Wen Hong claid to have witnessed it firsthand.
It's not that he thought Qing Lan was incapable of being such a spy.
On the contrary.
Qing Lan's background, abilities, and appearance all have the potential to make her an excellent spy. She had reasons to infiltrate the Jing family, endure humiliation to gather intelligence, and eventually use sincere feelings to win over Jing Zhengwei, acting as a bridge to connect White Night and the Jing family in the joint effort to reform Dongyang…
It had the makings of a classic tale—a tumultuous beginning, a plot that rises after a setback, a story of a prodigal son returning ho, and ending in either a heartwarming reunion or a heart-wrenching farewell, but either way, it would be a beautifully classic revolutionary tale.
The few insiders of White Night in Xuanzhu all agreed that once it all settled, this story should be published in the White Night's internal newspaper, naming nas and offering comndations.
If, in the future, White Night were truly victorious, then Shadow Sound Hidden, Qing Lan, and Jing Zhengwei — these key figures — would surely go down in history and even folklore.
They would beco subjects of scholarly research, guests upon cultural stages, as countless people look back on their relationships to feel both the despair and hope of their era.
Therefore, almost none of the White Night Walkers who knew the inside story ever doubted its authenticity, not just because of its beauty, but because it was the result of Wen Hong's investigation.
As the female dical Officer of Xuanzhu White Night, Wen Hong's popularity was extraordinary, almost making her a candidate for the next leader of Xuanzhu White Night—though that wasn't exactly a good prospect given the high mortality rate of leaders there—it showed the trust they placed in Wen Hong.
The only one to disbelieve this beautiful story was Yin Minghong.
Because he was right in the middle of this story.
Because he felt that reality was even less logical, less reasonable, and even… more beautiful than the story.
Why did Jing Zhengwei suddenly place so much trust in him?
Why did Jing Zhengwei suddenly develop hatred for the Silver Blood Association?
Why did Jing Zhengwei suddenly wish to cooperate with White Night?
So truths were just too bizarre.
So they would rather believe a more beautiful story.
Such as love fundantally changing a person, or the heroine changing her life through her own strength, the playboy nding his ways…
They just wanted to believe that every cause had a result, that good deeds would be rewarded, that effort would bear fruit, and that the real world, like a story, was filled with twists but ultimately beautiful.
Therefore, Shadow Sound Hidden was a girl.
As for the truth, even Yin Minghong didn't know.
Because no one was willing to tell it straight.
The reason they all concocted this beautiful story together was because the story had more instructive significance, and also because they needed this story to protect others.
Now, all Yin Minghong could do was to continue to carry on this beautiful story until it reached its perfect conclusion.
But...
Gazing at the man across the fiery ruins, Yin Minghong also extended his fist, miming a fist bump across the expanse.
"President Jing."
Yin Minghong grinned, flashing a crooked, even slightly mischievous smile:
"I hope that in the future, we'll have the chance for a sincere conversation."
Le Yu was taken aback.
He felt that he had heard Yin Minghong say this before.
After Yin Minghong said this, he imdiately ordered everyone to retreat. It was still very dangerous outside Sea Cape Gate, and the Jing Family Guards could have burst out firing. The people around were stunned by the collapse and explosion at Sea Cape Gate, and once they ca to their senses, the Jing family mbers wouldn't be able to leave.
Mu Qingi glanced at Le Yu, quickly moved over, and pulled Qing Lan away with Mi Die. Qing Lan was pulled along by them, but she kept her body turned, staring directly at Le Yu with constantly blinking eyes.
Le Yu found it hard to describe what kind of expression that was. If he had to, it was like watching video-editing/software/critical-ga-battle-crash and having no backup/being offline expression.
It was the look of helplessness in the face of despair.
Resistance was pointless, words were ineffective, and even crying seed a bit lodramatic.
Qing Lan didn't even know what kind of expression she should have.
Cry? Could she cry down the rubble?
Speak? Would saying 'Don't die' make Mr. Iron and the mob kneel and surrender?
Stay? Stay and be a burden to everyone?
So she could only look at Le Yu like this, even when her neck grew sore she dared not look away, afraid that Le Yu would vanish the mont she blinked. She looked like a child whose parents refused to buy a toy, unwilling to leave a store, hoping her pitiful deanor might bend reality.
But reality clearly wouldn't show rcy because she was prettily cute with a whimper. Instead, it might hit harder, so Qing Lan kept being led away, and no miracle happened in the end.
However, when she saw from afar that Le Yu was smiling and waving goodbye, she couldn't hold it anymore. Tears stread out like a broken dam, and she cried like a little blue cat, sobbing desperately, she shouted:
"You must co find ! I'll take care of you! Even if you sleep till noon every day, even if you play cards all day, even if you love leisure and hate work, I'll take care of you! You must co find !"
Qing Lan's voice rang out under the fiery night, and these lemon-texts packed with information threw the nearby bystanders, who were recovering from the Sea Cape Gate collapse, into another wave of confusion.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Is that beautiful lady talking to ?
Only Le Yu couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
"Oh co on, just speak properly, don't malign ! I may sleep till noon and like card gas, but I'm not lazy! Has this little lady already evolved to casually utter phrases that lower my appeal to the opposite sex?"
"However." Le Yu dug into his ear, a pleasurable expression on his face: "That sweet talk actually feels pretty good. Haha, I have a beautiful, cute, and capable lady taking care of now."
"Now that the lodrama of separation has been sung…"
Le Yu turned around, looking at Mr. Iron slowly approaching from behind.
"Now it's ti for the main character to wow the crowd and take down foes higher in rank, the thrilling part of the story."
He twirled the Sword of Soul Purification, a sword blossom forming, and charged towards Mr. Iron with a leap step. His whole body beca blurry, and it was clear his Illusion Cloak was activated!
"Oh ho…"
Mr. Iron coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face showing a rciless expression: "Not only didn't you run, you rushed towards on your own initiative?"
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