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That was the greatest humiliation of Sharif's life!
He was trampled underfoot in public and forced to lick the mud off the soles of the shoes.
Chen Yuan's bringing up of the past at this moment was tantamount to stabbing him in his already bleeding wound and rubbing salt into it.
"You, I...I'll fight you to the death!"
Shalif completely lost his mind, like a mad bull out of control. He roared and charged at the fence, his thick arms bulging with veins, as if he wanted to tear Chen Yuan apart through the alloy bars.
"Hehehehe, how scary! You're as strong as a monster!" Chen Yuan pretended to be frightened.
"Shalif, stop!"
Charles reached out to stop him, not even glancing at the enraged Sharif, his gaze piercing through the fence and landing on Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Charles' calm demeanor with interest, and said indifferently, "Chelsea, control your dog. If it barks again, I'll beat even its owner."
"The new city lord!"
Charles frowned and said calmly, "New city lord, my name is Charles, not 'Chelsea'."
"Ah……"
"Arrogant?"
Chen Yuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable, domineering tone, "I say you are Chelsea, and you are Chelsea!"
He abruptly sat up, his gaze sweeping across the astonished and furious faces of every member of the Light and Shadow Society in the cell like lightning. "I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"
"I……"
Salif almost reflexively shouted, "I object!"
He would rather die than accept such an insulting title.
However, he had barely uttered a word when he saw Chen Yuan slowly and deliberately raise the right foot that had once trampled him into the dust.
Chen Yuan looked down, examining the soles of his shoes with great interest, as if studying a work of art, and then asked in an extremely irritating tone, "Oh... Shar Pei, you're going to object, right?"
Gan!
The words Sharif was about to say got stuck in his throat, his teeth chattering, and he felt extremely frustrated.
In the end, he could only lower his proud head in frustration, like a deflated balloon, without uttering a word.
The cell was deathly silent.
The other members of the Light and Shadow Society were shocked and furious at Sharif's reaction, but no one dared to utter a sound.
Charles remained calm and said in a composed tone, "Everything... shall be done in accordance with Lord Chen Yuan's orders. Whatever the Lord prefers to call you, that is fine. I... have no objection."
Every word seemed to be forcibly ripped from the depths of his soul, filled with deep-seated hatred and overwhelming murderous intent.
His current "obedience" is nothing more than a lurking venomous snake, preparing for a more ferocious and deadly revenge in the future.
Chapter 61 Give Me Your Hand
"very good."
Chen Yuan nodded in satisfaction, as if he had accomplished a trivial task, clapped his hands, and prepared to leave.
"Then, you can leave from today onwards."
"what?"
Everyone was stunned, including Charles.
Release him?
It's that simple?
After they were humiliated, why were they let go so easily?
Chen Yuan's tone was as relaxed as if he were arranging a vacation, "The Lighthouse is in dire need of rebuilding and needs manpower, so you guys can come too!"
He released everyone, and as Charles and the others walked out of the cell under the "escort" of the Iron Guards, a playful smile appeared on Chen Yuan's face.
He knew perfectly well what Charles was thinking. The deep-seated hatred and the hidden killing intent were as clear to him as a candle flame in the darkness, but Chen Yuan was not afraid at all.
Some problems are best solved in one go, which is certainly satisfying, but it can also be quite boring.
Moreover, without a legitimate excuse, mere bloodlust would only cause unease among the other residents of the lighthouse.
Watching Charles (Chelsea) and Sharif (Sharpeie) disappear into the end of the corridor like zombies, Chen Yuan stretched contentedly, the matter was temporarily resolved.
……
At the far end of the detention area, in a solitary cell.
Vanti, the Lightbringer, leaned against the cold metal wall and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
The magnificent mask that once symbolized majesty and judgment has long been removed and carelessly discarded in a corner, revealing a pale yet still beautiful and aloof face.
At this moment, his face was filled with frustration and humiliation, as well as a sense of bewilderment after his faith collapsed.
The once-proud Light and Shadow Society no longer exists, and she herself has become a prisoner.
Fandi hugged his knees, buried his face in his arms, and closed his eyes in deep thought.
Suddenly, the tightly closed door swung open, and Chen Yuan appeared in the doorway, leisurely holding a glass of deep red wine. The rich aroma of the wine instantly permeated the cold, murky air of the cell.
He didn't even close the door, as if he were just dropping by his neighbor's house.
"Hey, Vatican."
Chen Yuan's voice carried an infuriating ease. He swirled his wine glass and said irritatingly, "Feeling down? How about a glass of '82 Lafite... oh no, Lighthouse's own wine, it's alright."
Fanti suddenly raised her head, her eyes burning with rage. She was furious when she remembered being slapped on the bottom in public that day.
What did he think of her?
A plaything that can be teased and manipulated at will?
This flippant attitude humiliated her more than any form of torture.
"Who wants your worthless wine!"
With a low growl, Vatican sprang to his feet like a cheetah cornered in a desperate situation.
Without any warning, using the force of the wall as a counter-force, a sharp high kick, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, swept towards Chen Yuan's neck like a steel whip.
This strike contained all her anger, despair, and resentment at that moment. It was a lightning-fast kick, ruthless, deadly, and merciless.
Chen Yuan reacted even faster. He didn't even put down his wine glass. His body simply leaned back rhythmically, like a willow catkin in the wind, easily avoiding the long leg.
At the same time, Chen Yuan hummed the lyrics:
"Spinning...jumping...I close my eyes..."
"Ugh... I can't hit him, I can't hit him!"
Chen Yuan gave a wicked smile, his relaxed demeanor like a cat playing with a mouse, so that Fandi couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
Seeing this, a hint of madness flashed in the desperate Vatican's eyes. She stopped attacking Chen Yuan and instead took advantage of the moment when he leaned back to dodge, she turned around abruptly and rushed out of the open cell door at top speed.
The light in the corridor was a bit dazzling, but she didn't stop at all. With a clear goal in mind, she ran to the end of the corridor, to a guardrail leading to the outer platform of the lighthouse.
She turned and left.
It's like he's made some kind of decision.
Not a trace of hesitation.
The dictionary definition of "leave" is...
Chen Yuan was somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting her to choose to run away.
Fanti sprinted at unprecedented speed, rushing to the guardrail like a gust of wind. Using both hands and feet, like a nimble ape, she instantly vaulted over the cold, tall steel railing.
Below, thousands of meters above the ground, an ordinary person would have no chance of survival if they fell from here.
Fanti took a deep breath, gripped the edge of the railing with both hands, and half of his body was suspended in the heart-pounding air.
She turned around, her pale face bearing a martyr-like resolve and poignant beauty, and shouted sharply at Chen Yuan, who had chased her to the railing.
"Chen Yuan, you lecherous scoundrel, don't come any closer! If you take another step, I'll jump off this cliff! I, Fanti, would rather die than let you humiliate me!"
Chen Yuan stopped inside the railing, watching Fanti's resolute figure. The playful smile on his face faded slightly, replaced by a more... intriguing scrutiny.
He stroked his chin, his tone carrying a hint of encouragement.
"Oh dear, I'm so scared! Don't you know what a man's true nature is?"
Chen Yuan said, "Then why don't you jump? What are you hesitating for? Let me see just how fierce the most loyal hound of the Light and Shadow Society really is."
This statement was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"As you wish, demon!"
The last trace of hesitation in Vatican's eyes was replaced by madness. She let out a shrill scream, her fingers gripping the railing suddenly loosened, and her body, like a kite with a broken string, leaped off.
Upon seeing this, the playfulness on Chen Yuan's face vanished, replaced by admiration in his eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a leaping horse! It's quite a wild steed, but the wilder the horse, the more I... want to ride it!"
He muttered a curse under his breath, but his tone didn't betray much annoyance; rather, it sounded like a slight regret over the accidental damage to a fun toy.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yuan leaped down and plunged into the water.
Like an arrow released from a bow, Chen Yuan instantly broke through the airflow outside the protective barrier, plunging towards the rapidly falling figure below at a terrifying speed exceeding that of free fall.
Loongson is precisely calculating the trajectory, speed, and optimal interception point of Vatican City.
The altitude is decreasing rapidly.
500 meters…300 meters…100 meters…50 meters…
Vanti kept her eyes tightly closed, feeling the suffocating sensation of weightlessness and the howling wind in her ears, but she wasn't too panicked.
Because she felt that she had finally been liberated.
Just as she was about ten meters away from the ground, which was covered with ruins and the corpses of Devouring Beasts, she was suddenly...
Chen Yuan's figure, with a precise calculation that was slightly faster than her falling speed, instantly appeared below her.
Chen Yuan adjusted his posture, and a powerful anti-gravity field instantly unfolded, offsetting most of the impact. At the same time, he spread his arms like a hunting eagle, steadily and skillfully using a great amount of cushioning force to catch the rapidly falling Fanti around the waist.