Chapter 758 – The Darkness Is Difficult to Disperse (2/2)

Many gazes looked to Ning Shiwei and Tianhai Zhanyi.

Tianhai Zhanyi, his face pale, kept his thin lips tightly pursed, not issuing a single word. He seemed rather gloomy and harsh, but there was finally a little of the stubbornness of youth about him.

Ning Shiwei expressionlessly said, ”We solemnly comply with Your Holiness's order.”

There was a clattering of metal and the sound of hurried footsteps.

The slush was stamped into mush, just like the moods of many people at this moment.

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'Disperse.'

With this simple word, everyone dispersed.

The torches vanished and the starlight regained its grandeur. The darkness thickened, and all was quiet.

In an instant, the lake returned to its undisturbed appearance. The only people left were the young man and girl on the broken bridge and the people in the pavilion who couldn't leave.

The young man was naturally the two-years-missing Chen Changsheng and the black-clothed girl was the little Black Dragon. She had a name now: 'Zhusha'.

The snowy lake was beautiful and silent. Chen Changsheng gazed at the lotuses on the lake as he silently pondered over a few things.

Someone had used the Cinnabar Pill to track him down. This was very normal.

Those people had discovered that he was the master of the Cinnabar Pill, and so had decided not to fight and swiftly retreated. This was also normal.

Probably only a madman like Xiao Zhang would dare to attack the current Pope in front of so many people.

But for those two normal things to happen together was abnormal.

It was evident that both the people in the pavilion and the people that had just left had all been used by someone.

It seemed like tonight's matter had yet to come to a close.

The lake was very quiet, as if nothing had happened. There was no boulder falling from the sky, no experts surrounding the lake, no people being killed in the mist, and no blood-stained lake or almost-released rain of arrows. But the bridge was still broken, the lake was still red, and those people had still come, so it was no longer convenient to remain here.

He glanced at Zhusha.

Zhusha rolled her eyes. She was still a Black Frost Dragon, so even as a little girl, the effect of her rolling her eyes was still rather unusual. When rolling her monstrous eyes with their vertical pupils, they seemed particularly white, and her mood was expressed with particular clarity. But she still complied with his intentions and removed the seal over the pavilion.

The general brought his group out of the pavilion and prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to speak.

An Hua was extremely agitated, but her manners were still pristine and she acted with great piety. But when she thought of her earlier rudeness to the Pope, she couldn't help but get nervous.

As for Doctor Yang, who had lost his hand, his face was pale and fear ruled his heart. He thought to himself, I'm probably doomed.

”Leave as quickly as possible. Something will happen here soon, and I might not be able to protect you when that time comes.”

Chen Changsheng did not turn around, but kept his eyes fixed on a certain place in the mountains.

There was an endless darkness that seemed to conceal an endless danger.

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In a certain place in the snowy mountain range, the Tang Seventeenth Master was also looking at this same darkness.

The former bishop of the Hall of Illustrious Persons and the other subordinates that had come from Wenshui were all looking towards the Seventeenth Master with great reverence. At this time, they naturally knew that the Tang Seventeenth Master had known the Cinnabar Pill master's identity a long time ago. When he had been suppressed by Tianhai Zhanyi and Zhu Ye, he had naturally been putting on an act.

He was truly worthy of being a master of the Tang clan, as his methods were truly steady and shrewd. If this was a plan to borrow a knife to commit murder, then the Tang Seventeenth Master had assuredly borrowed the world's fastest knife. Even if Zhu Ye and his group had reacted very quickly, even if Chen Changsheng was still as gentle as he had been in the past, if the Li Palace were to learn of this matter, how could the Orthodoxy just let the matter go?

But why was there no sense of accomplishment on the Tang Seventeenth Master's face? Why was his expression so grave?