Yan Dongxu could feel how devastating the battle was years ago from Zhao Qingqing’s simple description.
But it was unbelievable that he had never heard about such a big incident from news reports.
He understood some things would never appear in the public eye.
This world was darker than he imagined.
“What happened next?” Yan Dongxu asked.
“Later, Black Gauze’s people went to confront White Moon’s people.”
“With loved ones dying for no reason, everyone blamed White Moon’s people.”
“The two sides started fighting and many more people died on both sides.”
“Since then, White Moon and Black Gauze broke up and refused to interact.”
Zhao Qingqing said gloomily.
After hearing the whole story, Yan Dongxu only had one thought - White Moon and Black Gauze had been plotted against.
Everything seemed premeditated. White Moon and Black Gauze simply fell into the trap.
“Did you find out later who released the mission?”
“Who exactly was the target back then?”
Yan Dongxu wanted to know more.
Zhao Qingqing said lightly: “We found out. The person who released the mission was Wang Deyao, former secretary general of the Superhuman Alliance.”
“He committed suicide the second day after Black Gauze’s accident.”
“There were no clues about why he released the assassination order.”
“The Alliance didn't order Wang Deyao to do it either.”
“I only learned so much after coming home and talking to my grandfather.”
“Previously, all I knew was that my family were assassins. I didn't know anything else.”
Yan Dongxu believed Zhao Qingqing's words.
He still remembered Zhao Qingqing's expression when she first saw Du Sen use his superpowers.
She was just as shocked as him.
A complete newbie.
“Who was the target back then?” Yan Dongxu asked again.
“It was Death Coffin’s Qi Liao! A very special person.”
“Special? How so?” Yan Dongxu was very curious.
“Qi Liao was over forty years old. He used to be a tomb raider.”
“When he was young, he was caught for raiding tombs and spent many years in prison.”
“Based on our intel, after he got out of prison, Death Coffin’s people took him away.”
“He was neither one of the Ten Generals nor one of the Three Coffin Masters. But his status was very special. Even the Coffin Masters had to give him face and listen to him sometimes.”
Yan Dongxu was very surprised and immediately became very interested in Qi Liao.
It seemed Black Gauze had done a lot of investigation because of what happened five years ago.
But the incident five years ago being linked to Death Coffin made things tricky.
“I came this time on orders from my grandfather.”
Zhao Qingqing said, lowering her head with a blush on her face.
“Oh?”
Yan Dongxu was very surprised but didn’t understand why Zhao Qingqing had a shy little bride's expression.
“Oh what oh! The food is ready, come help me serve the dishes!”
Seeing that Yan Dongxu was clueless, Zhao Qingqing got mad out of nowhere and simply stopped talking about it.
Women could be so strange sometimes, getting inexplicably angry and leaving men confused.
He obediently went to help serve the dishes. A table full of seafood and red wine, quite luxurious.
Zhao Qingqing lit some candles and put them on the table, then turned off the lights.
Yan Dongxu laughed, “You're quite romantic. This is my first candlelight dinner with a beauty.”
“Really?” Zhao Qingqing raised her eyebrows as she poured him some red wine.
“Of course, the last candlelight dinner I had was with my late grandma. We still lived in a shack then. During a rainstorm, the power went out and the house was pitch black...”
Yan Dongxu wanted to continue but Zhao Qingqing quickly covered his mouth.
“I don't want to hear about your childhood candlelight dinner with your grandma!!!”
Zhao Qingqing cursed silently, this clueless straight man was ruining the mood!
They clinked glasses and enjoyed the carefully prepared meal in the candlelight.
“What's the special occasion today? Isn't this too extravagant?”
Yan Dongxu asked. He felt uneasy eating this meal.
“Nothing much. Just celebrating moving in on the first day. Letting you taste my cooking.”
Zhao Qingqing put food on his plate.
Today there was no pig intestines or lamb whips. This was the most proper meal he had eaten with Zhao Qingqing.
“What are your plans after quitting the police?”
Yan Dongxu made small talk and immediately regretted it.
Zhao Qingqing's family was definitely not short on money. She could squander freely until old age.
“Plans? Of course it’s to be your assistant from now on. You’re a celebrity now, getting richer by the day. I’ll just hang out with you from now on.”
Yan Dongxu didn’t believe Zhao Qingqing’s nonsense. She didn't come with Uncle De to be his assistant.
She must be on some kind of mission.
He guessed it was likely related to Death Coffin.
Now he was a thorn in Death Coffin’s side.
Death Coffin's people probably wouldn't let him off easily. And Black Gauze had always wanted revenge. Could it be they wanted to use him to uncover Death Coffin’s headquarters?
“Didn’t Xu Lu say she was coming? How come there’s no sign of her?” Zhao Qingqing asked.
“I don't know either. Should I call and ask her?”
“No, we've started eating already. It wouldn't be good to call someone now.”
Zhao Qingqing had been busy and forgot. She gestured for Yan Dongxu not to call.
As they were eating, Yan Dongxu's expression froze.
Using his superpowers, he saw several dark figures moving quickly toward his residence.
Judging by their movement, they were definitely not ordinary people.
“What’s wrong? Eat up! Is my cooking no good?” Zhao Qingqing asked.
“No...nothing...it’s very delicious.” Yan Dongxu came to his senses and answered.
As he ate, he continued observing the dark figures with his abilities.
The figures drew closer and closer, and his heart jumped.
It seemed they were really coming for him.
These people were very likely from Death Coffin.
Just as he was about to attack them with his abilities, Uncle De suddenly appeared, smashing through one figure's chest with a palm strike, neatly placing the body in some bushes.
Yan Dongxu was frightened. Uncle De was like a ghost, appearing instantly.
He was completely caught off guard.
Only now did he understand why Uncle De was called the Night Ghost.
This old man ruled the night. In the dark he was the master.
“Huh? Why do you look so weird? It’s just dinner, why do you look so horrified? Did I startle you?” Zhao Qingqing frowned, sensing something off about him.
“No...not at all...I'm going to the restroom.”
Yan Dongxu silently cursed himself for not keeping a poker face, making Zhao Qingqing misunderstand.
He rushed into the restroom and locked the door.
Then he calmly observed the situation outside with his spatial abilities.
He saw Uncle De, as if the enemies had trackers on them, instantly rush at the second dark figure.
As expected, the second one had his neck twisted and died instantly.
Before his death, the man had pale blue light coalescing in his hand. He was likely a superhuman.
Unfortunately his reactions were too slow, and he didn't even know who killed him.
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