Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 609

"Aren't you going to tell them about your plan?" The man was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "No! I'm afraid that if I tell them, I'll be shaken and won't want to continue according to my plan."

Standing next to the man was another man dressed in a moonlit robe. His robe fluttered in the wind, seemingly blending with the moonlight. He looked at the man quietly and said softly, "Now that you've made your decision, be decisive! Otherwise, giving them hope will only make things more complicated."

The man turned his head slightly, looked at the other man, and nodded, "I know, don't worry!"

"Take care of yourselves!" The man looked deeply at the people beside him, and then his figure gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke, slowly drifting in the air, as if he had never appeared.

The man stood there quietly, staring at the direction where the smoke dissipated for a long time without moving. After a while, another low voice came from behind him: "He's gone."

The man didn't turn around. He still had his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the sun rising slowly in the distance. The morning light shone on him, stretching his figure outward.

"How are your preparations going?" The man's voice was calm and low, and he didn't seem to be affected by what happened just now.

"I'm almost done here." The person behind the man walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "It's just that He hasn't appeared in a long time. I don't know what He is planning."

The man's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, as if pricked by something, and his eyes were filled with disgust, as if he had seen something extremely disgusting.

"What's the point of planning anything?" His voice revealed a hint of helplessness and despair. "It's nothing more than things like resurrection." He paused, as if considering a more appropriate word to describe it. "After so many years of being tainted by human malice, he has long since lost his original ideas and beliefs."

After saying that, the man sighed deeply, as if he wanted to spit out all the troubles in his heart.

However, at this moment, his expression suddenly softened, and he reached out and gently embraced the other man in his arms.

The man in his arms was slightly startled, then he leaned obediently on his chest, quietly listening to the sound of his heartbeat coming from his chest.

"Fortunately, this is all almost over," the man said softly, his tone showing both relief and a hint of sadness. "Our story is coming to an end."

The man in her arms was silent for a moment, then he slowly spoke, "Actually, our story ended a thousand years ago. Everything we have now is just what we've managed to survive."

The man couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He gently pinched the nose of the person in his arms and said, "It's not as bad as you say! Isn't the reason we've survived until now based on our determination to protect each other at any cost?"

"Let's go! The daylight no longer belongs to us." The man's voice was low and helpless, as if the morning sun was an unbearable burden for them. He hugged the person in his arms tightly, feeling the other person's body trembling slightly.

The sunlight shone on them, which should have been warm, but now it burned their already fragile bodies like fire. The man frowned, trying to endure the stinging sensation, while gently stroking the hair of the person in his arms, comforting him.

"No matter how beautiful the morning sun is, it will eventually burn our already fragile bodies." There was a hint of despair in the man's words. He knew they couldn't stay in the sun for another moment.

So, half-forcefully, half-gently, he held the person in his arms and slowly walked towards the cave behind them. Every step seemed a little difficult, as if this short distance was the last barrier between them and the light.

After entering the cave, the light suddenly dimmed, and the man and the person in his arms were swallowed by the darkness. However, the person in his arms suddenly stopped, his eyes passing through the cave entrance, staring at the rising sun.

"Let me take one last look at it. Maybe this is the last time I see it." His voice was a little choked, as if he had an endless attachment to the sunshine.

The man stood quietly beside him, without saying a word, just accompanying him silently. He knew how important this moment was to him, even if it was just to see the dazzling sun for a moment longer.

It was not until the heat waves from the sun swept over them like a surging tide and surrounded them tightly that they seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream. They turned around reluctantly and walked towards the cave.

"Where are you going? You don't want to make peace with each other!" Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared behind them quietly like a ghost, and a sinister voice echoed in the empty cave, with a hint of chill, which made people shudder.

"Reconcile? Are you kidding?" The man turned around abruptly, a mocking smile on his lips, and sneered, "We killed so many of them, even one of their best friends. Do you think they can let go of their hatred and make peace with us?" His words were full of disdain and confidence, as if he had no doubt about his own judgment.

Upon hearing this, the shadow let out a deep laugh that echoed through the cave, instilling fear in everyone. "Remember what you said now. Don't let me catch you doing anything!" There was a hint of threat in the shadow's voice, as if warning them against any betrayal.

After saying that, the black shadow approached the two men silently like a ghost, and the treacherous face was almost touching their faces. He looked around, as if observing their expressions.

After a while, as if confirming something, the black shadow suddenly disappeared behind the two people in the blink of an eye like a cloud of mist. However, before the two people could react, the black shadow suddenly appeared in front of them again, with a speed that was jaw-dropping.

"I have something here that I need you to keep!" The shadow's voice sounded again. At the same time, a hand slowly stretched out from his dark body, holding a reddish-brown box in his hand. It looked a bit old, but exuded a mysterious aura.

"What is this?" The man was suspicious and didn't dare to reach out and take the box.

"Something that can help me turn defeat into victory! Keep it well, who knows, your wish may come true in the near future!" After saying that, the black shadow disappeared again.

The two looked at each other at the reddish-brown box floating in the air, and they never reached out to take the box until the man had left for a long time.

The man looked at the people around him, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "This box gives me a very bad feeling. It's like the 'Pandora's Box' that those hypocritical people in the West often talk about. And he also talked about turning defeat into victory. I'm afraid he has already thought of a way out for himself and is planning to abandon us all."

"Take it first!" The man said calmly, as if he didn't care what was inside the thing. "As for what is inside, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to do what we should do." After that, he stretched out his hand without hesitation, took the thing, and then quickly stuffed it into his sleeve like a magic trick.

After doing all this, the man continued to walk into the cave as if nothing had happened.

After a while, the two returned to the cave. The man took something out of his sleeve and gently placed it on the table. Then he sat down opposite the person, sitting on either side of the table.

"He left again?" The man's gaze fell on the person opposite him, and his tone was both certain and seemed to carry a hint of doubt.

The person opposite nodded and said thoughtfully, "Fu Guang, His frequent departures indicate that the decisive battle is drawing near. He must be secretly arranging everything. Although we don't know exactly what's in this box, I have a feeling that this box gives me a sense of déjà vu."

It turned out that these two people were Qin Fuguang and Emperor Xin.

"He seemed to be suspicious of us. He didn't leave until we took the box and said those words." Fu Guang frowned and looked at Emperor Xin who also had a frown on his face.

"Even if he has become suspicious, there is no time to waste. He can only leave it like this." A scornful smile appeared on Emperor Xin's lips, as if he didn't care about the other party's situation at all.

Qin Fuguang stared at the box in front of him, his heart filled with confusion and curiosity. The box looked ordinary, but the reddish-brown color on the surface struck him as very strange.

"What exactly is this box? This reddish-brown color is not the original color of the box's material. Instead, it looks like it has been watered with countless blood, and it has been constantly soaked to become such a strong red." Qin Fuguang frowned, stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the surface of the box, feeling the bloody smell that seemed to still linger.

Upon seeing this, a strange look flashed in Emperor Xin's eyes. He then said calmly, "When that time comes, we will know what is inside. The most important thing now is to find out what He has secretly arranged."

Qin Fuguang nodded, knowing that what Emperor Xin said made sense. However, it was not easy to find out the other party's secrets, because the other party acted extremely cautiously, and even his loyal confidants were unaware of his actions.

"But he is too cautious now. No one knows where he has been or what he has done. Even his confidants who have always entrusted him with important tasks don't know what he is doing." Qin Fuguang sighed and held his swollen forehead helplessly, as if he had a headache about this tricky situation.

"Let's take it one step at a time!" Emperor Xin couldn't think of a better way.

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At the foot of the mountain, there was a dilapidated village that looked particularly deserted and desolate. In a room in the village, Xie Yuchen was sitting in front of the bed, his eyes fixed on the black bear lying on the bed without letting up for a moment.

Hei Xia Zi had his eyes tightly closed, his upper body wrapped in thick bandages, and he looked seriously injured. Xie Yuchen tightly grasped Hei Xia Zi's drooping left hand, as if this could give him some strength and warmth.

"Blind Man, you haven't taken me to the northwest to see the salt lake yet!" Xie Yuchen said softly, a hint of anxiety and worry in his voice. He really hoped that Hei Xiazi would wake up soon and fulfill their promise.

At this moment, Wu Xie pushed the door open and walked in. He moved very quietly, fearing to wake up Hei Xia Zi on the bed. Wu Xie walked behind Xie Yuchen, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Hei Xia Zi on the wooden bed.

"Xiaohua, how is Hei Xia Zi today?" Wu Xie asked in a low voice.

Xie Yuchen turned his head, glanced at Wu Xie, and then shook his head, "It's a little better than yesterday, but he still hasn't woken up." His tone was a little heavy.

Wu Xie nodded, then silently took the white towel from Hei Xia Zi's forehead from Xie Yuchen's hand. The white towel was already soaked with sweat, and Wu Xie put it into the basin of water without hesitation. Then he picked up a clean white towel that had been prepared long ago, wrung out the water, and handed it to Xie Yuchen.

"Wu Xie, is there something wrong?" Xie Yuchen quickly calmed down, covered Hei Xia Zi with a thin blanket, and took him to the window.

"It's nothing serious, just some small things. I just noticed that you haven't been eating much lately, and I'm worried that your body won't be able to take it." Wu Xie looked worriedly at Xie Yuchen, who had lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

"Don't worry, I know my physical condition." Xie Yuchen patted Wu Xie's shoulder. "How are the injured people down there? Have you received the supplies I sent over?"

"The more seriously injured have been sent out, and the less seriously injured have recovered. They have also begun patrolling the camp." Wu Xie reported some of the things happening in the camp to Xie Yuchen one by one. "Xie San has taken people to get the supplies you mentioned."

"That's good. Have arrangements been made for the families of those who were unfortunate enough to suffer such misfortune?" Xie Yuchen thought of his men who died in the falling rocks and didn't even have a complete body left, and a trace of sadness filled his heart.

"Everything has been arranged. Their wives and children have been properly cared for, and those with elderly family members have been taken to the nursing homes owned by the Xie family."

Wu Xie looked at the haggard Xie Yuchen and finally couldn't help but speak, "Xiaohua, you can't endure this any longer. Otherwise, when the blind man wakes up, you'll collapse again. Won't this make the blind man worry?"

Xie Yuchen wanted to speak, but the dizziness came so suddenly that he lost consciousness before he could even open his mouth.

Wu Xie was horrified when he saw Xie Yuchen suddenly lose his balance and fall to the ground. He quickly hugged him the moment he fell to the ground.

Wu Xie placed Xie Yuchen on a couch next to the wooden bed.