I'm not a drama god

"What did you say??"

Chi Tong stood up suddenly from his chair and asked, "He walked back from District 9 alone?"

"Yes, we just got the news too." A fire usurper immediately answered, "The factory employees heard a loud noise coming from the warehouse, so they all walked out and saw a man in a bright red costume holding a head and walking out covered in blood..."

"Head?? Whose head?"

"The eight of spades."

Hearing this, Chi Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Why is he alone? Where is Xu Jia?"

"I don't know yet. Our people are already investigating the scene. We didn't dare to go to Chen Ling's place. We are waiting for you to make a decision!"

"When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Just a few minutes ago... you said that no one should go in and disturb you while you were interrogating that man." The Fire Usurper answered cautiously.

"Hurry, go pick up Chen Ling! No... forget it, you guys are too slow, I'll go by myself."

As soon as Chi Tong finished speaking, he flew out of the church and headed straight towards the manufacturing plant.

A strong wind swept across Chi Tong's cheeks as he flew across the sky above the Wuji Realm at an astonishing speed. Since the Silver King had entrusted this matter to him, he absolutely could not mess it up... Fortunately, Chen Ling still managed to kill Spade 8 successfully, and Destroyer did not appear. Everything should be pretty much as expected.

Before Chi Tong found Chen Ling, he saw several fire usurpers coming out from the direction of the factory, as if they were going back to the church to report.

"Wait a minute!" Chi Tong shouted.

"Lord Chitong."

"How is the situation at the scene?"

Several fire usurpers looked at each other, all a little nervous, but after hesitating for a moment, they still spoke truthfully:

"We found a lot of signs of zombies appearing at the scene... Spade 8 must have launched a fierce counterattack before dying."

"A fierce counterattack?!" Chi Tong yelled, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you to beat him to the point of death first? You can't even do such a small thing?!"

"When we dragged him out of the dungeon, he was indeed only one breath away... We underestimated the recovery speed of Spade 8."

"What a bunch of idiots!! Where is Xu Jia?! Let him come see me!"

"Xu Jia..."

Several fire usurpers hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "We found Xu Jia's body at the scene... His body seemed to have been torn apart by a zombie head-on."

The anger on Chi Tong's face grew more and more intense. He glared at the three people fiercely, and the next moment, three hearts appeared out of thin air in his palms.

"If you can't do your job well, what's the point of having you?"

Before the three could beg for mercy in fear, Chi Tong crushed three hearts. The three Fire Usurpers who were responsible for escorting and dragging away Spade 8 lost their breath on the spot and fell to the ground dully.

Chi Tong snorted coldly, glanced around, and continued to search for Chen Ling.

But even though Chi Tong had already run all the way from the manufacturing plant in District 9 to the church, he still didn't see Chen Ling. His heart immediately sank to the bottom...

Xu Jia's death was a small matter, he was just a fire usurper, but if Chen Ling disappeared, the nature of the matter would be completely different... The Silver King could easily turn him into fur just like he had just killed several fire usurpers in seconds.

Beads of sweat broke out on Chi Tong's forehead. Just when he was extremely anxious, he suddenly seemed to think of something!

"Quick, help me find out where that Xiaoyu was buried!"

At Chi Tong's command, a large number of usurpers went to retrieve the case files for him. Soon, an address was sent to Chi Tong.

Chi Tong glanced at the position above, then immediately flew across the sky and rushed to the other side of the Wuji Realm.

……

Shortly after.

A simple cemetery appeared in front of Chi Tong.

Chi Tong's eyes swept down, searching along the numerous tombstones, and finally saw a familiar figure in the distance...

Chi Tong's heart suddenly relaxed, and he slowly floated down to the ground. He walked lightly towards the figure with his back to him.

"...Chen Ling?" Chi Tong asked tentatively.

The blood-covered figure stood alone in front of the tombstone. Drops of blood slid from the wounds, forming a pool of blood at his feet.

"Do you still remember, Chi Tong?" Chen Ling's hoarse voice sounded, "Back then, the two of us got drunk in the dormitory... You asked me what I wanted most in my life, what did I say at that time?"

Chi Yi was stunned.

Chi Tong, who originally wanted to question Chen Ling, was caught off guard for a moment. He almost forgot his character in Chen Ling's memory. He was a brother who slept on upper and lower bunks in the workshop... He tried hard to turn his mind around and adapt to his current role.

"I...I was drunk at the time and can't remember clearly. What did you say?"

"What I want most in my life is to seek justice for Xiaoyu." Chen Ling took a deep breath and slowly placed the Spade 8 head in front of Xiaoyu's tombstone. His hands were still shaking slightly...

“Today, I did it.”

Chen Ling's tone was firm, as if she was telling Xiaoyu under the tombstone, as if she was responding to her past self.

Chi Tong held his breath for a long time, not knowing what to say, and could only nod stiffly, "Well, you did it..."

“I have no regrets anymore.”

Chen Ling looked back at Chi Tong and said solemnly, "From now on, I will fight for the residents of Wuji Realm for the rest of my life... You should also work harder and realize your dream sooner."

"My...dream?" Chi Tong asked tentatively, "What is my dream?"

"Marry Xiao Ran."

"Oh... yes, of course it's this." Chi Tong laughed dryly.

Chen Ling was silent for a moment, then spoke again, "And...Xu Jia..."

Without waiting for Chi Tong to say anything, Chen Ling's eyes began to turn red, and she spoke hoarsely, "I was careless at the time... I kicked open the door, and I didn't expect the thief from the Dusk Society to hide behind it... In order to protect me, Xu Jia was surrounded by those zombies... I tried my best to kill the thief from the Dusk Society and save him, but when I chopped off his head... he was already..."

"Xu Jia is a good man. I have warned him to be careful of the Twilight Society, but he just wouldn't listen... It's all my fault..."

Before Chi Tong came here, he had already guessed the whole story. When he heard Chen Ling's retelling, an expression of "as expected" appeared in his eyes...

His eyes fell on the head of the Spade Eight in front of the tombstone and he breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, the mission of letting Chen Ling kill Spade 8 with her own hands was completed, and sacrificing a little Xu Jia was nothing.

"You've tried very hard, Chen Ling." Chi Tong put himself into the role and patted Chen Ling's shoulder. "Let's go back... Your injuries are too severe. I'll find someone to heal you."

"Thank you."

"We are brothers who sleep on the same bunk bed, why are you being so polite?"

The two figures walked slowly out of the cemetery. Chi Tong was still immersed in the fear of barely completing the task, while Chen Ling looked back reluctantly, looking at Xiao Yu's tombstone with tears in her eyes...

He was like an actor on stage about to take his final bow, looking down at the audience; or like the undiscovered murderer in a horror movie, looking back at the audience in front of the screen;

The bright red costume danced lightly in the wind, and the corners of Chen Ling's mouth curled up into a smile that made one's scalp tingle.