Chapter 210 Who Am I

Star Chamber of Commerce.

Outside the door.

A rickshaw passed through the commercial street and slowly stopped at the main entrance of the Chamber of Commerce. A man wearing a white woolen coat and a dark blue scarf around his collar got up and got off the rickshaw. He casually took out a silver coin from his arms and threw it to the driver.

When the driver saw a silver coin fall into his hand, his eyes suddenly straightened. A chrysanthemum-like smile immediately appeared on his face. He nodded and bowed to send the distinguished guest away.

Chu Muyun stood at the door of the Star Chamber of Commerce, looking at the empty door, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

That's not right. The defense at the door was very strict before. Why is there no one this time?

Where are the people? Where did everyone go?

Chu Muyun walked to the door and pressed the doorbell politely a few times, but still no one answered. The guard booths nearby were empty at the moment. If you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear the continuous alarm sound coming from the depths of the manor...

"Is there something wrong in the Chamber of Commerce..." Chu Muyun pushed the silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. Without thinking, he knew who made the noise.

Now the question is... He came to the Qunxing Chamber of Commerce to rescue the kidnapped Chen Ling. Now the entire Chamber of Commerce is in chaos because of him. Should he still rescue people?

Chu Muyun hesitated at the door for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the iron door. The heavy iron door was cut open instantly, and the smooth and flat fracture seemed to be cut by a scalpel, and collapsed at the empty door... An open and empty road was exposed in front of Chu Muyun.

"When I came, the door was like this." Chu Muyun muttered to himself, "I saw no one at the door, so I came in directly... I was just passing by."

As he spoke, he took a step and walked slowly towards the chaotic chamber of commerce.

...

Amid the piercing alarm, a red-clothed figure quickly passed through the manor.

This figure was so conspicuous that the guards who were patrolling in the manor immediately turned around and chased after the red. A paper man floated across the sky like a kite, rushing to the front, and the distance with the red-clothed man was rapidly reduced.

At this moment, the red-clothed man also knew that he had been completely surrounded, but his expression did not change much... In his eyes, there was only the interrogation room that was constantly approaching.

For him, life and death may not be a big deal, there are always things more important than life and death.

He looked at the many guards who were surrounding him, his eyes flashing with brilliance. He rushed into the crowd without slowing down. In the chaos, he grabbed a sharp dagger with his backhand, stabbed it into his chest, and then cut it all the way down, almost disemboweling him!

The power of this knife was more than just stabbing himself three times. As the blood gushed out, a large number of internal organs were exposed to the air, instantly putting him in a state of near death!

The blood stained the red robe, and his speed increased, several times more than before. The whole person was like a red lightning passing through the crowd. Under the high-speed running, pieces of internal organs floated out of the body and splashed on this bloody road.

Seeing this scene, all the guards who were chasing him were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a bloody and weird scene. As the red robe whizzed past, everyone was stunned and at a loss.

The man in red coughed violently, and his vitality declined rapidly. However, with the [Blood Robe] being pushed to the extreme, his speed was equal to that of the flying paper man for a moment, and he could not be caught up. At the same time, the interrogation room was rapidly approaching in front of him.

Just as he was about to break into it, a stream of ink burst out from the void, and under the interweaving of countless strokes, a black-clothed figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"Where else do you want to run?" The black-clothed figure snorted coldly, "[Stop]."

As the last syllable sounded, a copybook floated out from his fingertips, and the characters on it faded and disappeared like burning, and a powerful confinement force instantly locked the running man in red!

The figure of the man in red was instantly frozen in place!

"You are just a second-level person, and you dare to act wildly in the Star Chamber of Commerce?" The black-clothed figure spoke slowly, "Do you really think we are just decorations?"

The fourth-level Shu Shen Dao's [Seal] is not something that the second-level red-clothed man can break free of. He didn't expect to see him here again. He stared at the black-clothed figure with bloodshot eyes.

During this brief pause, the paper man had already landed lightly behind the red-clothed man. The terrifying aura of a fourth-level and a fifth-level suppressed the red-clothed man's shoulders!

Under the front and back attack, even if the red-clothed man broke free from the [Fixed] word, he would have nowhere to escape.

Not far away, a group of figures slowly walked over.

"Red Clothes, change your face." The old housekeeper looked gloomy, his eyes fixed on the red-clothed figure that was frozen in mid-air, "This reminds me of someone... But he should be dead. I was there the day he turned into ashes."

"This kid's methods are very evil. Maybe he has some means of escape." The paper puppet master answered hoarsely.

"It's him! He is Chen Ling!!" Yan Xishou was supported by the old housekeeper, rubbing the back of his head with one hand, grimacing in pain, "Just now he kept asking me about my heart... He came to avenge him and his brother."

"No, I've seen Chen Ling, his face isn't that young, this guy is clearly just a teenager."

"Who is he then? Chen Yan?"

"But these two guys have long been dead, no heart, no organs, no matter if he's the elder brother or the younger brother, how could he be here?"

"Who else could be standing here? A vengeful evil spirit?"

"If only the seven districts hadn't fallen, send someone to dig up the place where the bodies were buried and see

"..."

Hearing the last sentence, the red-clothed man's pupils shrank slightly...

He suddenly remembered that at that time, he He had come to the mass grave, but had never dug up the soil himself... Or rather, he was about to dig it up, but was stopped by Ah Yan who appeared in his mind and did not dig deeper.

If he had dug up the frozen blood soil at that time,

Was it Chen Ling? Or Chen Yan?

Or...

Everyone seemed very curious about the identity of the man in red. The old butler tried to compare his face with the face of Chen Ling who had self-immolated on the train at that time, but could not find the slightest similarity. He frowned at the strange young face, walked forward slowly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you?"

The man in red was locked in place by the word [定], and all his strength was mobilized. He struggled frantically to break free from the power of Shu Shen Dao, so that his whole body was trembling imperceptibly...

He slowly raised his blood-stained eyes, stared at the old butler for a long time, and smiled miserably,

"Yes..."

"Who... am I?"