Chapter 188.2 (1/2)

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188.2 – Gong Tianqing's Guest

In the middle of the night, Gong Tianqing suddenly felt something and thus woke up.

She is a light sleeper. She doesn't like sleeping soundly, because that is when she dreams, dreams all kinds of things from her past.

–“You are unnecessary.”

For her, her father's words were ice-cold.

In the dark, she opened her eyes.

The cold air characteristic of the night poured into the eye sockets abruptly and wound around the eyeb.a.l.l.s, making her feel uncomfortable. Gong Tianqing blinked her walnut red eyes, which look like two flickering gla.s.s beads.

“Is, is anyone here?”

Gong Tianqing sat up slowly and asked thusly, restless.

Her room is pitch dark, as if everything was swallowed by darkness, presenting a completely different atmosphere from that of daytime.

Thanks to the faint moonlight that came from the windows, she could barely see things around her.

Gong Tianqing inspected her room.

Except for Gong Tianqing herself, there are no other sounds or breath in the room. Nevertheless, she still perceived a slight anomaly.

In a corner of the room, there is a shadow — a black shadow swaying like a flame.

There's something there. However, what is it?

“Young Ancestor…?”

Gong Tianqing asked probingly, but received no response.

Is it my imagination? At the moment when this suspicion welled up inside her, something peeled off from the darkness.

The s.p.a.ce cracked like gla.s.s that fell on the ground, and an outline portraying the human form came into her eyes little by little.

It's a person! Gong Tianqing couldn't help holding her breath, waiting in astonishment for the visitor to emerge from the darkness. Reason told her that she should call for help, but it all happened so suddenly that she couldn't react momentarily.

After who knows how long, everything finally became peaceful again.

The room is still full of darkness as if nothing happened. However, there is now a man reflected in Gong Tianqing's eyes.

Black suits this man rather well.

He is wearing a black battle gown embroidered with dark gold threads. His face is hidden under a peculiar gold mask, with only a pair of jet-black eyes, that seem ruthless and cold at first glance, but actually are full of emotions, being revealed.

Quite eye-catching, the mask has a distinctive metallic l.u.s.ter, while the drawing on top of it gives off a grim, ferocious, and oppressive feeling.

Standing in the dark, the man looks like some supernatural being.

Anyone would be frightened if such a specter-like character suddenly appeared in their room, and Gong Tianqing is no exception.

Frightened, she shrank back briskly and opened her mouth to scream. But in the end, she didn't let a scream burst out of her mouth. She only let out a short “wu” sound.

She covered her mouth with her hands and suppressed her fear.

“… Commander Luo?”

Gong Tianqing has a faint impression of the man's eyes. If she's not mistaken, the man in front of her is Luo Hong, the commander of the State Guard.

“It's me.”

Sure enough, the visitor is Luo Hong, the commander of the State Guard.

In the State Guard, only he, who succeeded the teachings of the Shadow Gate, has the ability to sneak in here — the abyss of the Merak Temple — without alerting Xue Qilin.

After all, Xue Qilin's residence is not far from Gong Tianqing's room. Even a slight fluctuation in breath is enough to alarm the la.s.s with the nickname of “Natural Disaster”. If it weren't for the Shadow Gate's unique technique, who could curb the tremendous fluctuations of breath of the Heaven Realm to such a degree?