He ran！

Cangnan City, a high-rise building.

Creak.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Zhao Kongcheng walked in dejectedly, sighing from time to time.

"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

The five people sitting in the room, seeing Zhao Kongcheng's appearance, asked in surprise.

"Did you get injured last night?"

"Looking at this expression, the possibility of a broken heart is higher..."

"Oh my, Old Zhao, could it be that your wife wants a divorce?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

The five people speculated one after another, and after a while, the silent Zhao Kongcheng sighed softly.

"Am I really... so uncharismatic?"

The five people rolled their eyes unanimously, pretending not to hear this sentence, and continued to busy themselves with their tasks, some sharpening knives, some cleaning guns, some playing with their phones, and some sleeping soundly...

"No, I'm seriously asking you guys!" Zhao Kongcheng became anxious when no one paid attention to him.

Seeing that Zhao Kongcheng was being ignored, Hongying, who was cleaning his gun, sighed, "Kongcheng, are you feeling upset?"

"Kind of." Zhao Kongcheng paused. "I met the owner of the Golden Forbidden Land last night."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly looked up, stopped what they were doing, and their eyes lit up.

"The guy who is suspected to be the proxy of the Seraphim?"

"Yes."

"Is he powerful? Who is he?"

"You guys are overthinking." Zhao Kongcheng shook his head. "He's just a regular high school student. The power fluctuations of the 'Klein' level should only be residual power left by the Seraphim on him. He is still a newcomer who has just entered the 'Candle' realm.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment appeared in the eyes of a few people.

"I thought a 'Klein' level powerhouse had arrived in Cangnan City..."

"But it makes sense too. If that extremely dangerous god really chose an agent, and that agent has grown to the 'Klein' level, the higher-ups must be aware."

The man sitting on the sofa narrowed his eyes slightly. "Regardless, the Seraph chose an agent and bestowed the Divine Realm. This is significant; we need to report to the higher-ups quickly."

"By the way, Lao Zhao, since you encountered him, where is he? Such an important person, did you not bring him back?"

"He ran away..." Zhao Kongcheng said softly, "He told me he was going to get his backpack, and then he ran off while I was distracted."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

Just as the group was about to start criticizing, the door of the room was opened again.

A man still wearing a dark red cloak walked in, his face still stained with blood, his steps heavy as if he had been laden with lead.

Upon seeing this man, everyone, including Zhao Kongcheng, immediately stood up.

"Captain!"

"Captain, are you okay?"

The captain waved his hand, removed the blood-stained cloak, and sat down on a small stool by the door, his expression showing indescribable fatigue.

"I'm fine, but... the Ghost-Faced King has escaped."

The faces of the group instantly became serious.

The captain continued, "Last night, I chased the Ghost-Faced King all the way to the outskirts north of the city, and we fought. It was heavily injured, and later, it forcibly escaped by self-harming its essence."

"So, does this mean the Ghost-Faced King may have already escaped Cangnan City?"

"Not necessarily," the man sitting on the sofa suddenly interjected.

Everyone turned to look at him, and the captain's eyebrows slightly raised, "Go on, Xiangnan."

Wu Xiangnan slowly stood up, pulled out a map of the surroundings of Cangnan City from under the sofa, and spread it out on the ground.

"Cangnan City is relatively remote, and it is quite far from the neighboring cities. The captain fought with the Ghost-Faced King in the outskirts to the north last night. Apart from Cangnan City, the nearest city is dozens of kilometers away." Wu Xiangnan circled a spot on the map.

"What does that mean?" Hong Ying looked puzzled.

At this moment, the captain's eyes gradually lit up, "The Ghost-Faced King is heavily injured, and it can't cross such a long distance without regaining strength."

Wu Xiangnan continued the captain's words, "And if the Ghost-Faced King wants to regain strength, it can only rely on devouring people, which means..."

"It will definitely come back to Cangnan City?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Kongcheng furrowed his brows slightly, "Cangnan City is so big, we have no idea where it might appear."

"The sewer," Wu Xiangnan pushed his glasses and outlined a curve on the map with a red pen, "The Ghost-Faced people like to go into the sewers, and the Ghost-Faced King escaped through the sewer before. There is only one sewer connecting the northern outskirts of the city, which means that the location where the Ghost-Faced King appears is likely somewhere along this sewer."

"Immediately send people to search along this sewer. This time, we must not let it escape!" A cold gleam flashed in the captain's eyes as he gave the order.

"Understood!"

"Also, there is one more thing." Wu Xiangnan turned to look at Zhao Kongcheng, "We must bring back the Seraph's agent. His potential is immense, and we cannot let him fall into the hands of the Ancient God Sect! In a sense, the priority of this matter is higher than eliminating the Ghost-Faced King!"

Zhao Kongcheng immediately straightened his chest, "Leave this to me. I will personally catch this kid!"

"But didn't he run away? How can you find him?" Hong Ying muttered quietly.

"He is wearing the uniform of Erzhong Middle School. I will wait for him at the school gate today. I don't believe I won't catch him!" Zhao Kongcheng's mouth curved into a confident smile.

...

"Brother, why aren't you going to school today?" Yang Jin looked at Lin Qiye, who was not wearing a school uniform or carrying a backpack, and asked curiously.

"I have something to do today, so I'm not going." Lin Qiye put on his shoes as he opened the door, "Is Aunt still sleeping?"

"She just came back an hour ago."

"I see. I'll go to school early later, can't skip classes like me."

"Okay."

Lin Qiye closed the door and quietly took off the black satin from his eyes, putting it in his pocket.

His eyes had healed, but he hadn't told Aunt and Yang Jin yet. One reason was that Aunt had worked the night shift last night, so they hadn't seen each other. As for the second reason, Lin Qiye had just acquired these eyes and couldn't control their power well yet. The golden light would sometimes suddenly appear from the depths of his eyes. Although it wasn't very obvious, if Aunt and the others saw it, they would definitely force him to have his eyes checked again, wasting money.

He wanted to wait until he could fully control his eyes before announcing it.

But since he had left the house, Lin Qiye didn't need to wear the black satin anymore to conceal them; that would attract too much attention.

Lin Qiye took out the sunglasses that Yang Jin had bought for him from his pocket, put them on, and walked briskly towards the bus stop.

After more than an hour of bumpy ride, Lin Qiye finally arrived at his destination.

Sunshine Mental Hospital.

The last time Lin Qiye came here was ten years ago.

In these ten years, Lin Qiye had changed a lot, and the mental hospital had changed a lot too.

All the old walls had been renovated, the gate was twice as wide as before, two modern high-rise buildings replaced the original three-story building, and even the six big words "Sunshine Mental Hospital" had turned into gilt embossing!

Standing at the gate, Lin Qiye could no longer connect the modern hospital in front of him with the small building in his memory.

The only thing that hadn't changed, perhaps, was the old man guarding the door.

He just seemed more stooped, with much whiter hair.

The old man seemed to see Lin Qiye and squinted his eyes, raising his right hand to point at Lin Qiye...

Just as Lin Qiye thought the old man still remembered him and was about to greet him,

The old man shouted loudly, "Hey, you silly boy over there! You're blocking the cars behind you!"