I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling pondered for a long time, then turned around and sat down at the desk.

He used the kerosene lamp to press the corners of the paper on the table, then picked up the feather pen from his hand, and wrote on the paper bit by bit with the help of the swaying flame.

"I am Chen Ling."

"When you see this, please read all the contents below carefully and review your own memory."

"If the records below are inconsistent with your memory, or there are omissions, it means that the Silver King is tampering with your memory... Remember, everything is subject to the contents recorded on the paper."

"I am Chen Ling, a time traveler, and the Red Heart 6 of the Dusk Society. There is a group of audiences in my body who are always pursuing excitement. They are the world-destroying disasters called "Mockery"..."

"On the night I came, it was thundering and raining. I returned home and scared my parents and A Yan... A Yan is Chen Yan, my younger brother. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here today..."

"..."

The candlelight of the kerosene lamp flickered, and Chen Ling wrote quietly for a long time.

From Chen Yan, to Chu Muyun, Bai Ye, Han Meng, to Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, Jiang Xiaohua... He wrote down all the important people and things he could think of now on this piece of paper.

This was the method that Wen Shilin taught him when he was in Aurora City. Although he didn't know whether the Silver King would steal memories, it would never be wrong to keep a hand. In this way, even if the Silver King stole a certain memory, he would have a chance to detect it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when Chen Ling finished writing the last sentence, it was already dark outside the window.

Dong Dong Dong——

There was a knock on the door from outside.

"Mr. Chen, the dinner is about to begin." The maid's voice sounded immediately.

"I know."

Chen Ling stood up and looked around the room. After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't hide the paper in the room, but folded it into a small piece and stuffed it into the interlayer of his robe.

The maid would clean the room regularly. If he stayed here, he might be discovered... It was safest to keep it with him at all times.

Moreover, Chen Ling put it in a very good position. It was not visible from the outside, but every time he put on or took off his robe, he could feel the edge of the paper scratching his skin. In this way, even if the Silver King stole all his memories, as long as he took off his robe, he could still detect its existence at the first time.

Chen Ling adjusted his robe again in front of the mirror and pushed the door out.

Perhaps because of the dinner party, the church is now much more lively than when Chen Ling first came. Maids carried fine wine and dishes and walked through the corridors. At the magnificent door, there were two maids waiting at the gate to open the door for guests entering the church.

Chen Ling was about to go directly to the venue, and his peripheral vision swept to the direction of the gate, and his footsteps suddenly stopped...

A figure came into his sight.

In the rainy night, a figure wearing a law enforcement officer's windbreaker slowly stepped onto the steps.

Her long red hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and eight silver lines flickered slightly on the hem of her windbreaker. On her chest, there was a mysterious brass ornament that made a slight sound.

As she arrived, the two maids at the door bowed respectfully at the same time:

"Ms. Hongxiu."

It was her...

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

The former chief law enforcement officer of the Aurora Realm, the leader of the [Shura] path, the first person under the demigod... Hongxiu.

In the Gray Realm, Chen Ling saw Hongxiu killing through the Forbidden Sea and leading the Judgment Agent Group to the Wuji Realm... If he remembered correctly, this person should be the leader of the five Judgment Agents sent by the Human Realm.

These five Judgment Agents are all super combat forces from various realms. Their initial goal was to reach the Wuji Realm and execute Wuji Jun, who had lost consciousness and ability to move, but then Chen Ling heard the news that they betrayed the human realm...

Now it seems that their betrayal may be related to the Silver King.

Almost at the same time when Chen Ling looked at Hong Xiu, the latter was keenly aware of it, and a pair of sharp eyes instantly locked onto Chen Ling.

The next moment, the oppressive feeling of the eighth level emanated from her eyes. Although she did not deliberately exert pressure, Chen Ling could also feel a ray of terrifying killing intent that belonged to [Shura], which was scanning himself.

So strong...

Compared with Hong Xiu, Jian Changsheng's killing intent of Shura seemed immature and childish.

Hong Xiu glanced at Chen Ling, then retracted her gaze, walked past him expressionlessly, and walked into the venue.

She doesn't know me?

This doubt flashed through Chen Ling's mind, but thinking carefully, Hong Xiu did not have much intersection with him. Maybe she simply didn't want to care about herself, or maybe she had forgotten her face at all.

Chen Ling followed Hong Xiu and entered the banquet venue.

At this time, there were already quite a few people in the banquet venue. Chen Ling looked around and found that almost all the five judges he met in the Gray Realm had arrived. In addition, there were several completely unfamiliar figures. While Chen Ling was looking at them, they were also looking at Chen Ling...

When Chen Ling's eyes saw the familiar hemp-clothed figure on the other side of the banquet, surprise flashed in his eyes.

It was normal that Ying Fu was back, after all, he had to attend this banquet...But what shocked Chen Ling was that his rank had jumped from the third rank to the seventh rank!

What did he do in just one afternoon?

All Chen Ling could think of was that he had subdued a minister who was also at the seventh rank, but this was the Wuji Realm, the territory of the Silver King. How did he do it?

"Where did you go this afternoon?" Chen Ling walked to his side and asked.

"...I received a gift." Ying Fu did not hide anything, "By the way, I settled A Qian down."

Chen Ling said oh, guessing the cause and effect of the matter, and said calmly,

"The King of Silver actually gave you such a big gift. It's a good relationship."

Ying Fu seemed to hear the implication of Chen Ling's words. He looked into his eyes and answered slowly:

"I am different from you. The higher my rank, the more beneficial it is to the Wuji Realm... Moreover, A Qian is still in the Wuji Realm."

If Ying Fu's previous words only sent a vague signal to Chen Ling, then the conversation between the two could be regarded as straight to the point, and Chen Ling understood what he meant instantly.

Chen Ling nodded slightly and was about to say something when a voice came from the side:

"You must be the two people the king brought back this time."

Chen Ling and Ying Fu turned their heads at the same time, and saw a young figure wearing a dark red baseball cap, holding red wine in his hand, walking towards here with a smile.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Chi Tong, the Thief Saint of the Fire Usurper." He paused for a moment and narrowed his eyes in a slender arc.

"I heard... two of you took away a Thief Saint?"