Chapter 40 (1/2)

“What did they do to make you hate them so much?” asked Tang Luo.

He could tell that Sun Ang had a very strong desire to pour his woes, or rather, show off. Because even if the restrictions on Employees of Gods and Demons had been relaxed, it didn’t mean that he could reveal his identity to others.

The identity of an Employee of Gods and Demons was still a secret to outsiders.

The sudden appearance of Tang Luo, a colleague, had come as a shock to Sun Ang. However, right now, it had basically turned into surprise.

One should show off after making it big, after all. Otherwise, who would know of his achievements, right?

Since showing off in front of a newbie could put him in a fantastic mood, why not?

Of course, Sun Ang wasn’t in a hurry to speak. He turned and glanced at the bed. Then, he lifted his arm and beckoned. The identity card which Tang Luo had left on the bed flew into his hand.

Upon seeing the astonishment, caution, and forced calmness on the face of the man in front of him, Sun Ang felt even more satisfied.

“Tang Luo. Alright, I know your identity now.” While laughing lightly, Sun Ang tossed the identity card aside.

The address registered on Tang Luo’s identity card was indeed his current place of residence.

“You still haven’t told me why you killed them and what they did to make you so furious and hateful,” said Tang Luo after he walked over to the bed and took a seat.

“You want to know?” asked Sun Ang.

“Yes, I’m a listener,” replied Tang Luo.

What was one to do when they got bored during cultivation?

The grapevine of the Gods and Buddhas was here to help. Gossiping and listening to gossip were great ways of passing the time. One must strike a proper balance between work and leisure even when it came to cultivation, after all.

During the intervals of break time between his cultivation in the past, Tang Luo heard a lot of first-hand information from Thousand-Mile Eye and Wind-Accompanying Ear[1].

Later on, he even wrote My Little Sister Can’t Be This Cute[2] in Yang Jian the Erlang Shen’s[3] way of speech.

It became widely popular and was widely circulated among various immortals and Buddhas who fell over each other in their eagerness to read it. It greatly enriched those fellows’ impoverished spiritual and cultural lives.

It also received a high degree of acknowledgment and passionate support from Yang Jian, the reference whom the main character was based off.

He had chased Tang Luo around for a good 100,000 miles.

Τripitaka, the number one literary giant of the Three Realms of Existence[4] and Victorious Fighting Buddha, whose back view alone could attract countless fans—that was Tang Luo, the man himself.

While staring at Tang Luo, Sun Ang asked with a smile, “Is it because I plan to spare your friend on account of you being a colleague that’s making you mistake me for an agreeable person?”

Wouldn’t it be a huge disgrace if he told Tang Luo just because the other party wanted him to?

“Hmm.” Tang Luo mused for a moment. “I’ll add a please, then. Please, tell me about it.”

“Hahaha!” Sun Ang burst into laughter. “Kid, you’re very interesting. Who knows? You might just make it big in the future.”

Then, he added, “Alright, you suit my taste pretty well. In that case, I’ll impart some of my experience to you as a senior.”

Originally, his visit’s purpose was actually to warn Tang Luo not to poke his nose where it didn’t belong.

Just like what he had said, he didn’t hate Zhang Yuchou. There wasn’t any conflict between them.

Since another Employee of Gods and Demons had unexpectedly interfered, Sun Ang didn’t mind letting him off the hook.

Killing someone discreetly was one thing. Two Employees of Gods and Demons getting into a confrontation and having a huge fight as a result and blowing the incident out of proportion was another thing altogether.

Of course, if Tang Luo didn’t know what was good for him, Sun Ang didn’t mind being vicious and killing him either. If he was in luck, he might even get some equipment.

Newbies who received equipment in a huge stroke of luck existed too.

Sun Ang mildly suspected that the accessory hanging around Tang Luo’s neck might be a piece of equipment.

He was very confident in his own abilities and skills.

At least, when it came to assassinations, he was certainly very skilled. There was no harm in taking the time to chat and judge the situation before making a decision.

When the identity of an Employee of Gods and Demons was taken away from him, Sun Ang was a normal human. His family wasn’t poor, but it was nowhere near great either.

The only thing that was slightly more outstanding about Sun Ang was that he had found himself a rather pretty girlfriend when he was in university.

The two of them had continued dating even after they graduated from university.

They had chosen to stay in Xihang City together to fight for a good future and even worked in the same company. However, because the company forbade office romances, Sun Ang and his girlfriend had decided to keep their relationship a secret.

After graduating, the stress at work and troubles of daily life led to a rift in their relationship. Of course, this was a more politically correct way of saying it.

In Sun Ang’s words:

“That slut wanted to move out after just a small fight! Fine, so be it! But not only was I unable to convince her to come back, I even paid a month’s rent for her!

“It hadn’t even been a few days when that slut and Qi Zixuan, that piece of sh*t-eating crap, actually started to make eyes at each other!

“Just because Qi Zixuan was an assistant manager and his dad’s the boss and had some stinking money?!

“If it weren’t for the restrictions, I’d be richer than them now!”

Sun Ang couldn’t help being somewhat worked up at this point.

If one were to look at this purely from the perspective of skills, even if there weren’t any restrictions, it wasn’t that easy for Employees of Gods and Demons to use their skills to make big money legally and logically either.

Whether one could achieve this or not depended on the individuals, as well as how suitable their skills were.

Simply put, this was just someone’s cuckold story.

While the situation between Sun Ang and his girlfriend was bad, Qi Zixuan swooped in and stole her.

Before that night’s supernatural confession, which didn’t look like it would succeed no matter what, Qi Zixuan and Sun Ang’s girlfriend had already gotten into a clandestine relationship.

Rather than calling it a confession, calling it staking one’s claim and a display of power was more apt, just like how one would raise and display their flag after occupying a piece of land in war.

It was a shame that they had messed with the wrong guy. This action had set the demon in Sun Ang’s heart free. Hence, the occurrence of everything that had followed.

Apart from the adulterous couple mentioned by Sun Ang, the other two dead coworkers also had conflicts with him.

One liked to talk behind other people’s backs and had spoken badly about Sun Ang. The other had framed Sun Ang and gotten him into trouble before by pushing his own mistake in work matters onto Sun Ang. He had even struck first by tattletale!

Yet because he had done a good job at sucking up to others all this time, their superior had believed him and given Sun Ang a nasty scolding.

Upon realizing that he hadn’t disappeared or gotten erased after murdering someone, Sun Ang had decided following the adage, “In for a penny, in for a pound.” Thus, he would vent all the anger in his heart.

As for Zhang Yuchou, he was just a bonus.

Whether he wanted to kill him or not depended on Sun Ang’s mood.