Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared-Chapter 1639: Accidentally Spoke Too Much

Jie was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of how to continue. His anxious demeanor only further exposed his intention to stall for time.

The Demon King wore a contemptuous expression and sneered, "If you’re expecting Gu Fan to come save you, then you’re deluding yourself. I know my own personality better than anyone, so I used a little trick to lure him elsewhere."

"What?" Jie was shocked. "You know your past self has arrived in this era, so why did you even bother coming here to confirm it directly?"

The Demon King turned away indifferently, clearly unwilling to respond.

Jie saw that Leng Feng was about to be taken away. Anxious yet helpless, he clenched his fists in frustration, powerless to act, and could only watch in despair.

"Damn it!" Jie resolved to risk everything, determined to delay things further no matter what.

Sensing Jie’s desperate stance, the Demon King gave him a warning: "Old friend, I advise you not to act recklessly. Save your life and tell my past self what happened. Then help my past self win the upcoming battles. If I were you, that’s what I would do."

Hearing this, Jie froze in shock. All his impulses and fighting spirit dissipated completely.

"That’s more like it." The Demon King waved dismissively and bid his old friend farewell.

Jie watched the Demon King’s retreating figure. It was both familiar and alien to him, that dizzying sense of someone being both friend and foe. Hatred and regret intertwined within him.

*****

Some time later, Gu Fan arrived to find Jie standing dazedly on the spot. Around him, the scene was in complete disarray, with traces of a fierce battle everywhere. Gu Fan’s heart sank with a foreboding sense of doom.

"What happened? What’s going on? Don’t just stand there!" Gu Fan anxiously pressed for answers. According to the plan, Jie was supposed to be with Leng Feng, but now only Jie was here. What could this mean?

Jie let out a heavy sigh. His expression was one of dejection and helplessness as he recounted what had happened.

Gu Fan realized that the Demon King had taken Leng Feng. What angered him even more was that he had fallen for the Demon King’s trap—a trick he couldn’t forgive himself for chasing blindly into.

Just as Gu Fan prepared to charge forth and rescue Leng Feng, Jie stopped him.

Jie’s reasoning was simple. First, the enemy had left a long time ago, and Gu Fan wouldn’t be able to catch up. Second, the opponent was the Demon King, someone who knew Gu Fan all too well, making rash actions unwise. Third, Leng Feng was, after all, the Demon King’s son. Since the Demon King didn’t kill Leng Feng on the spot, it meant Leng Feng’s life wasn’t immediately in danger.

Gu Fan found Jie’s points reasonable and quickly calmed down, his mind turning to strategy.

This time, the Demon King had come to capture Leng Feng and to confirm that Gu Fan’s past self had arrived in this era.

But what Gu Fan couldn’t understand was why the Demon King didn’t just face him directly and settle things. If the Demon King could predict Gu Fan’s movements, why not wait at the place he lured Gu Fan to?

Unless there was some reason the Demon King couldn’t face Gu Fan. But the Demon King still wanted confirmation that past-Gu Fan had truly come to this era, so he sought out Leng Feng and Jie to verify it.

At the same time, to avoid any unexpected meetings, the Demon King devised a scheme to lead Gu Fan elsewhere.

It was strange—too strange. To Gu Fan, the Demon King’s actions were unfathomable. What exactly was the Demon King thinking?

*****

The battle had come to a temporary halt as the X Legion’s convoy departed. The resistance forces began regrouping, but barely half of them returned. Everyone was injured, and their shaken expressions spoke volumes. The soaring morale they had once held had now utterly dissipated. It was as if this battle had woken them up to the reality: this was a struggle without hope.

Jie looked around at the dejected expressions of his comrades. He wanted to say something to comfort them but couldn’t find the words. After all, he too had suffered a crushing defeat.

It was then that Lin Yue arrived. Seeing the defeated figures scattered around and noticing that Leng Feng was absent, his heart immediately filled with unease.

Upon learning that Leng Feng had been captured, Lin Yue’s anger flared. He leapt skyward on his sword to go rescue him, but a figure quickly ascended into the air and blocked his path.

Lin Yue could fly, and so could Gu Fan. Gu Fan’s expression was resolute as he refused to let Lin Yue charge off recklessly.

Gu Fan spoke firmly, "Trust me, I’m more anxious than you, but I believe Leng Feng isn’t in immediate danger. If we’re going to rescue him, we need to plan this carefully."

"Get out of my way!" Lin Yue said, obstinately refusing to listen.

Seeing Lin Yue’s attitude, Gu Fan frowned, realizing words were useless.

Lin Yue attempted to use his speed to bypass Gu Fan, but a firm hand pressed down on his shoulder. In an instant, Lin Yue felt an unstoppable force. Gu Fan slammed him back down to the ground.

Furious, Lin Yue struck out with his palm to force Gu Fan back and roared, "I, Lin Yue, don’t need your permission to act!"

The tension between the two rose sharply, alarming those nearby. They scrambled to retreat, worried they’d get caught in the crossfire if a fight broke out.

Gu Fan spoke again, his tone cold, "If you want to save Leng Feng, fine. Prove you have the strength to defeat me first. Otherwise, you won’t stand a chance against the Demon King. You’ll only jeopardize Leng Feng’s safety. I won’t let that happen."

"Fine! Then I’ll defeat you first, and after that, I’ll deal with the Demon King!" Lin Yue declared, unleashing a powerful surge of Jian Qi.

At that moment, Lu Yi arrived and, seeing the situation, quickly stepped in to mediate. "Both of you are on the same side. Don’t let this escalate. If either of you gets hurt, the only ones who’ll benefit are the enemy."

Though Lu Yi’s words made sense, Lin Yue refused to listen. He was already preparing his attack.

Using his fingers as a sword, he gathered a formidable Jian Gnag. Lin Yue leapt high, slashing down with the energy blade toward Gu Fan. The sheer killing intent and destructive power of the attack sliced through the air, showing no intent of holding back.

"Is this all you’ve got?" Gu Fan sneered, shattering the Jian Gnag with a single punch. His follow-up punch struck Lin Yue square in the chest.

In just one exchange, Lin Yue was sent flying, utterly defeated.

"Damn it!" Lin Yue crashed heavily into the ground, seething with frustration but still burning with unyielding determination. Bit by bit, he climbed back to his feet, clenching his fists as he glared at Gu Fan.

Gu Fan shook his head and sighed. "I know you hate me because of what happened with your sister. I once hated you because of Mo Yun, but..."

"Shut up! Don’t you dare bring up my sister. You’re not worthy. If it weren’t for you, Gu Ling wouldn’t have... She was your sister, too!" Lin Yue cut himself off mid-sentence, holding back his fury. With clenched teeth, he turned and ran off.

Gu Fan frowned deeply. Why did Lin Yue suddenly bring up Gu Ling? What could he mean?

As Gu Fan stood there, troubled by his thoughts, a voice behind him asked, "What’s this about Uncle Lin Yue’s sister? I’ve never heard about that before."

Everyone turned in surprise to see that it was Gu Xiaojin.

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