The day after Luo Tianyu returned, Lu Yunze was called out. Since the invitation came from Luo Tianyu, there was no need to guess where the destination was.
Before heading out, Lu Yunze specifically checked the area around his Bedroom, confirming that he didn’t see Jiang Sui’s figure.
Thinking back, he hadn’t seen her since yesterday afternoon. He wondered if she was cooking up some sort of mysterious, secretive plan again.
And since the Hidden One, Xiao Yan, had also come to Central City, Lu Yunze was a bit worried that the crisis she brought with her might affect Jiang Sui.
After leaving the house, Lu Yunze hailed a car and rushed to his destination, arriving at a famous tea house in Central City.
Following the private room number the person in charge had given him, he quickly found where Luo Tianyu was located.
As soon as he entered the private room, Lu Yunze saw the head of the Luo Family sitting in front of a tea table brewing tea. He had already changed into a set of slightly casual clothes; at a glance, one would truly take him for an ordinary middle-aged man out for some leisure.
“You’re here. Have a seat.”
Lu Yunze noticed there was another chair there, but since Luo Tianyu didn’t say anything, he didn’t ask.
“Uncle Luo, why did you suddenly think to invite me here for tea? You know I don’t really like drinking tea.”
Lu Yunze considered his relationship with Luo Tianyu to be quite good, so he felt there was no problem in speaking his mind directly.
“There are too many people at home bothering me, so I wanted to find a quiet place to chat with you properly.” Luo Tianyu poured the hot water into the tea set, and instantly the entire private room was filled with the bitter fragrance of tea.
“Uncle Luo, is there something that can’t be said to me directly?”
Seeing him push one of the cups of tea in front of him, Lu Yunze had no choice but to pick it up and take a shallow sip.
Bitter. It was truly too bitter, more so than any he had tasted before. His tongue was nearly numb.
“What I want to ask about is the matter in Lan City.”
Luo Tianyu tasted the tea he had just brewed without a change in expression.
“Those matters… actually, there isn’t much to say.”
Lu Yunze told Luo Tianyu everything he knew: the missing persons cases, the Jin Family, and their Underground Ruins. Of course, he still made some omissions regarding certain parts, such as Jiang Sui, or the Hidden One.
“Underground Ruins? Did you see a statue in those ruins?”
“Yes, I did.”
“What did it look like?”
“I don’t remember very clearly.” Lu Yunze wasn’t lying; it was just a very ordinary statue, arguably the most inconspicuous thing in the entire Underground Ruins.
However, since Luo Tianyu specifically asked about such a thing, Lu Yunze still tentatively spoke up:
“Uncle Luo, is something wrong?”
Luo Tianyu was silent for a moment before asking in return, “How much do you know about the Black Star Cult?”
Lu Yunze shook his head. Although he had been targeted by them many times, he really didn’t know much about these guys whose brains didn’t seem quite normal.
“Does Uncle Luo know something?”
“I’ve had some dealings with them; you could say I know more than you do.”
Luo Tianyu’s fingers rubbed the surface of the teacup.
“They are just a bunch of lunatics with no heads or tails, and furthermore, they are a group of scabs with a historical legacy.”
In the Special Technique Chronicles, there is one major event that is an unavoidable subject of study.
Over a hundred years ago, a Great Cataclysm occurred. The cause of the disaster was unknown, but it swept across the entire world, nearly destroying the human society that had been built with such difficulty.
After the fires from the heavens ended, the Black Star Cult was born. They worshiped the King of Robes and were obsessed with the study of Secret Arts, believing that Secret Arts were the ladder to divinity that would allow them to achieve evolution. To that end, they would stop at nothing.
“Sounds like they are a heretical sect among Secret Arts Practitioners…”
“You could think of it that way.”
Luo Tianyu knew that there were multiple positions within the Black Star Cult. The lowest-level ordinary members had no titles; moving up, there were the Budaoshi, Bishops, Apostles, and the Cult Head, who served as the supreme leader.
“I heard from someone in the Execution Division that among the group of Black Star Cult members causing trouble in Lan City, their leader was a Budaoshi named Hu Ming.”
Hu Ming.
Lu Yunze still had an impression of this name—the Secret Arts Practitioner who had nearly used the entire population of Ankang Town as sacrificial offerings.
He was only a second-rank Budaoshi?
He wouldn’t even dream of the Cult Head; such a top-tier figure definitely wasn’t someone you could meet just because you wanted to.
If there had been a Bishop or an Apostle among his previous opponents, Lu Yunze felt he wouldn’t be sitting here chatting with Luo Tianyu completely unscathed.
Luo Tianyu was about to say something more when the door to the private room was opened once again, and a third guest finally arrived late.
The person who entered was a young man wearing a suit. He showed a smile upon seeing Luo Tianyu, but when he noticed Lu Yunze next to him, his expression turned stiff.
“Commissioner Liu, please sit.”
“Alright.” The man addressed as Commissioner Liu could only sit down.
“Let me introduce you. This is Commissioner Liu from the Execution Division. And this is my foster son, Lu Yunze.”
“So it’s you.” Commissioner Liu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. The Soul Tether he cast over made Lu Yunze feel very uncomfortable.
“There are only the three of us here. If you have something to say, speak plainly.”
Luo Tianyu’s words made Commissioner Liu take a deep breath. He said solemnly:
“I have come because I want to directly take this Young Master Lu away to have him undergo our investigation.”
“Huh?” Lu Yunze was stunned for a moment. “I haven’t committed any crimes. Why arrest me?”
His expression did not change because of the questioning. Commissioner Liu pushed his glasses again:
“Does Mr. Lu Yunze still remember the Mistmaster I encountered on the street days ago?”
“Yes.”
“According to our Execution Division’s database, he is a Budaoshi of the Black Star Cult, a key wanted target.”
Then the difference was a bit large. Was there a disparity even between one Budaoshi and another?
“According to our speculation, he was also someone who could potentially become a Bishop.”
“So, you guys don’t happen to think I stole your thunder and came here specifically to trouble me, do you?”
Landing the finishing blow was indeed the job of a Sniper, but without Lu Yunze’s effort, she wouldn’t have had the chance at all.
“Of course not.”
Commissioner Liu shook his head.
“Regarding that attack caused by the Raging Mist Master, we have reason to suspect that you, Mr. Lu Yunze, were in communication with them.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Yunze’s brow furrowed immediately.
“You suspect me of collaborating with the Black Star Cult?”
He originally thought the joke he heard from Jiang Sui’s mouth was already absurd enough, but he didn’t expect a single sentence from Commissioner Liu to make Lu Yunze decide on the champion for this year’s “Most Disliked Joke” Award.
Seeing Commissioner Liu nod, Lu Yunze’s eyebrows twitched.
“If I were collaborating with them, what would be the purpose? You can go ahead and ask the branch office and Police Station in Lan City. I’ve helped them quite a bit. Why would I collaborate with the Black Star Cult?”
Never mind collaboration—Lu Yunze would crush every member of the Black Star Cult he saw. These lunatics, whose brains were underdeveloped and whose cerebellums were completely non-existent, didn’t deserve any mercy.
“Don’t be in a hurry, Mr. Lu Yunze. We have evidence.”
Oh?
Lu Yunze raised an eyebrow and saw Commissioner Liu take a Mobile Phone out of his pocket.
In front of the other two, he began to play a video recording.
In the frame was a poor soul tied to a chair. To make him cooperate, the Secret Arts Practitioners of the Execution Division had already beaten him until his face was bruised and swollen.
“Who is your Supervisor?” an off-camera voice asked.
“Mistmaster…”
“Why did you launch an attack on the street?”
“Because we had a mission. We had to take care of a troublesome figure.”
“Who?”
At this point, the poor soul coughed twice, spitting out some blood.
“If we succeeded in getting rid of her and completed this mission, not only would the Raging Mist Master be able to be promoted to Bishop, allowing us to gain more benefits, but even our collaborating friend would be very happy.”
The off-camera voice was silent for a while before speaking again:
“Your collaborating friend… who is it?”
“It’s… it’s Lu Yunze.”
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the private room instantly became heavy, sinking into a death-like silence.
Lu Yunze could almost hear his own heartbeat.
What? I collaborated with the Black Star Cult to take care of Luo Li?
Unexpectedly, the champion of this year’s “Most Disliked Joke” Award had changed hands so quickly.
“Why him? Do you know anything more?”
“I do.” The poor soul wiped the blood from his nose. “I overheard his conversation with the Mistmaster. He wanted us to kill the real Luo Yao, and then send someone to impersonate this young lady to slowly infiltrate the entire Luo Family.”
“What else do you know?”
“I know…”
The poor soul’s breathing became increasingly heavy, and his chest heaved more and more obviously.
“Black… Black Star…”
In the next second, the poor soul raised his head, revealing a terrifying smile:
“The Black Star will finally become the guide in everyone’s hearts!”
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several gunshots rang out in succession. The screen shook, and the poor soul, who had been shot into a sieve, slumped to the ground. The smile drenched in fresh blood became even more ghastly.
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