1340 Putting the Blame on Others (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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At noon, Mo Fan and Lingling could not be bothered to go out and eat. They found a spot on the highest floor of the Canton Tower and enjoyed some Cantonese delicacies they had ordered for delivery. They also enjoyed the wind and the sight of the tallest building in the city below their feet.
In front of the tower was Victoria Square. The pedestrians were just little dots below them. It looked like they were standing still even when they were walking.
A pair of golden wings sprang up from Victoria Square. The man soared up past the skyscrapers nearby and continued to approach the tower. He was holding two smoking takeaway boxes in his hands. The pleasant aroma of food was leaking out from the boxes.
”Here you go, fresh rice noodle rolls, beef meatballs, roasted pork buns...” Zhao Manyan placed the food down.
The strong wind blew one of the takeaway boxes away when he was not paying attention. The white takeaway box flew into the distance and floated in the sky above the city. It kept flying higher instead of falling...
”No littering!” Mo Fan said.
”I didn't mean it, the wind is too strong here. It's not like I'm the one that suggested eating up here...” Zhao Manyan said.
Normally, if you were the first person to own a car among your friends, you would immediately become the dedicated driver in the group. The same logic applied to Magicians. If you had a pair of wings or achieved the Advanced Level of the Wind Element, you would be in charge of taking away food, delivering stuff, and providing emergency backup.
”F**k me, my roasted pork bun,” Zhao Manyan's hand had slipped. The smoking bun fell off the tower. He immediately turned to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan ignored his pleading look. He would not use his Space Magic to retrieve a bun that some fool had dropped. He even justified himself, ”The air quality in Guangzhou is extremely bad. There's dust everywhere. If your bun falls a hundred meters down, it's no different than rolling in a pool of mud. Don't even think about eating it.”
”Cut the crap, you're just unwilling to help!” Zhao Manyan was not willing to give up. He loved eating roasted pork buns, and the sweet sensation when the soft texture of the bun was mixed with the juice of the roasted pork. He rose to his feet and dived from the tower after the roasted pork bun like a professional diver.
Mo Fan and Lingling simply ignored him, and continued to enjoy their food. They soon heard people screaming. It was likely they thought someone had fallen off the tower again...
”Have you come up with a plan?” Mo Fan asked.
”I have,” Lingling nodded.
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Mount Wuyi Enforcement Union...
Mount Jueguai was the mountain base of the Mount Wuyi Enforcement Union. Mount Wuyi Enforcement Union was mainly responsible for the areas to the south of Nanling Mountains. Apart from keeping an eye on the One-eyed Magic Wolf Horde, they were also responsible for the safety of Fujian, Jiangxi, and the provinces nearby.
A woman in her forties was alone on the balcony of a building on Mount Jueguai. The sun was shining on the umbrella. The sunlight was already peeking through the umbrella as the sun shifted in the sky, but the woman seemed totally unaware of it. She sat on the chair as her eyes stared at the mountains and a tall cliff leading to a valley in front of her...
”Did they realize something? Impossible, I was being so cautious, there's no way they could track me down!” the woman murmured. Her eyes were rolling around uneasily.
She grabbed her pants tightly before loosening the grip after some time.
The woman rose to her feet and murmured as if she had made up her mind, ”I can't let them find me!”
A young female Enforcer came up to the woman and asked softly, ”Who's trying to find you? Aunt Cheng Ying, did you hear? Elder Leng Qing of the Lingyin Enforcement Union was assassinated. Apparently, she was killed by the Hall of Assassins. The higher-ups of the Enforcement Union are so mad about it. They have given the orders to hunt down the people of the Hall of Assassins!”
Cheng Ying glanced at the Enforcer. The fierce look in her eyes dissipated after she confirmed the Enforcer was not trying to bait her into saying something.
”I have some matters to attend to, please tell the supervisor on my behalf,” Cheng Ying said.
”Aunt, are you alright? Aren't you the supervisor now? Did you fry your brain from just spending some time in the sun?” The Enforcer was amused.
”Oh, I am too used to reporting to Supervisor Luo. He was the supervisor for ten years,” Cheng Ying explained.
”I can't believe Supervisor Luo would fall sick all of a sudden and resign. That being said, if he didn't fall sick, I bet you wouldn't have become the supervisor either!” the Enforcer said thoughtlessly.
”Nonsense! Don't say anything like that again,” Cheng Ying scolded her sternly, her expression dark.