The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 179 - 90: Sorry, I Canโt Get Close to You_2
When a collective organization grows to a certain size, it naturally forms several factions within.
There is both open strife and covert struggle between them. ๐ณ๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐จ๐๐๐น.๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ
From ancient times to the present, whether itโs nations or federations, itโs always been the same.
"Although I donโt support internal conflict, the truth is, the Ether Association has always been engaged in it. Do as you like."
Chen Bojun suddenly asked, "By the way, howโs that kidโs injury?"
Lu Zijin thought of this, and a faint curve appeared on her crimson lips: "He just advanced to the Second Order Young Master rank, killed twelve of the same rank, and scared off a Fourth Rank Mad King. No injuriesโnot even a single strand of hair lost."
Chen Bojun gasped sharply.
"Gu Jianlinโs Inheritance Path is Divine, said to be the hardest path to master, but no one has ever seen him practice the First Orderโs Ghost Transformation or the Second Rankโs Dark Shock. And itโs only been a week since his awakeningโhe hasnโt had the time to train for it."
Lu Zijin said proudly, "Whatโs more, he doesnโt have a family background or the inheritance of any Ascender faction. While Thunder users can achieve similar feats with Mythical Weapons, itโs clear that... the chair-killer is even stronger."
Chen Bojun froze: "Goddamnit, chair-killer? How did our Omega Sequence end up with such a psychotic codename? Weโre supposed to be a legitimate faction; this is outright disgraceful..."
Lu Zijin smirked faintly: "Thatโs what people on the forums are calling him. His reputation is already being assassinated."
Chen Bojun rubbed his temples: "No, this codename wonโt do. The associationโs codes have always been Light, Lin Dong, Thunder, and Sun. Suddenly popping up with something like chair-killerโwhat the hell is that? That thing isnโt officially registered, is it? Iโll have to go change it later... otherwise, if my brother sees it, Iโll get scolded again."
"Up to you. In any case, this talent is Tier 0 level even within the Omega Sequence, isnโt it?"
Lu Zijin spoke meaningfully: "Heโs the second Gu Ciโan."
Chen Bojun sighed into his insulated cup: "Indeed. This kid must be protected. The Yan family is courting death; though he wasnโt hurt, you played your role well this time. Quickly clean them up."
He paused: "But let me remind you, the Presidentโs condition isnโt well, and Rhein... has advanced again. We can fight them, but it must be within the rules, understand?"
Lu Zijin narrowed her beautiful eyes, a chill flashing within.
"Donโt think I donโt know what youโve done. Although none of us believe Gu Ciโan would ever do such a thing, as a minister, you absolutely cannot act recklessly. If anyone catches hold of it, the entire game is lost."
Chen Bojun warned: "Your Lu Family owes Gu Ciโan; I can understand that."
Lu Zijin remained silent.
"That girlโs fileโit was you who deleted it, wasnโt it? Gu Ciโanโs youngest student. You didnโt issue a warrant against her, claiming externally that she was already dead. Yet sheโs alive, staying in Peak City, always by Gu Jianlinโs side."
Chen Bojun said gravely: "Last time at Black Cloud City, I sensed her presence. This is extremely dangerous. Back then, Gu Ciโan introduced her to many peopleโnot just me recognize her. And her concealment isnโt foolproof; Eagle Eye can see through it. Once sheโs exposed, itโll implicate you, the minister, and spark even bigger problems!"
Lu Zijin let out a light scoff and turned to leave: "Not listening, not listening, Old Wang reciting scriptures..."
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At nine oโclock in the evening, Gu Jianlin ran breathlessly to the gates of Peak City Secondary School.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked around.
The vast campus was empty; the teaching buildings were shrouded in darkness, and the leaves of maple trees rustled in the wind. Only the security booth was lit, its monitor screen flickering faintly.
Across the street, the snack street was brightly lit. A stall owner selling grilled squid worked both hands on spatulas across a hot plate, while the smell of stinky tofu wafted from next door. The aroma of takoyaki and grilled oysters lingered in the air.
Couples stood hand-in-hand by stalls, picking and choosing, while a balloon vendor wandered by the roadside.
A few students who had just finished tutoring passed by, chatting and laughing.
Gu Jianlin thought to himself: Iโm screwed.
Su Youzhu had agreed to meet him at six thirty.
But due to an attack he encountered on the way, he had to wait for someone to handle the bodies, causing him to be two hours late.
Moreover, his phone died right after he sent a message saying he was on his way.
He guessed that the girl had probably gone home a while ago.
Unable to contact her, Gu Jianlin could only come to the school to check.
Once he confirmed she wasnโt there, heโd call a cab back home.
"Hey, someone go strike up a conversation and ask for her WeChat?"
"Forget it, Old Wang already got scolded earlier."
"Maybe itโs just because Old Wang is ugly. Let someone else give it a try!"
A group of male high school students laughed and joked as they passed by, then ducked into the internet cafรฉ across the street.
Gu Jianlin froze, and abruptly turned around.
On the stone steps by the school fence, a girl with light cyan hair sat quietly, holding her blue backpack and playing on her phone. The faint glow of the screen illuminated her flawless, snow-white face with a crystalline sheen.
Occasionally, someone walked past her, and her short hair and sleeves fluttered in the wind. She looked as beautiful as a painting.
Gu Jianlin couldnโt believe itโtwo and a half hours had passed, yet she was still waiting there.
"Sorry."
He braced himself and walked over, saying: "I ran into some trouble and came late."
Su Youzhu silently lifted her head to glance at him, her gaze devoid of expression.
Gu Jianlin could only awkwardly hold her gaze.
