My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Chapter 196: Chapter 196: Apologizing on Behalf of My Brother

After the two of them finished their conversation, Jiang Che took down the temporary ward they had set up.

Now that this was already his Dungeon, major changes couldn’t be made to the infrastructure, but minor modifications were still possible.

At first, the people outside were afraid of being dragged into the Dungeon run, so they lingered in the Dark Forest. But when they realized there was no commotion inside for a while, they crept in quietly.

They pressed their ears to the walls of the makeshift room, trying to listen for sounds of fighting inside.

Long Yun and his crew, holding themselves above such actions, did not stoop so low as to eavesdrop with their ears to the wall.

But the rest of the thirteenth-tier folks who had come over didn’t care about that kind of propriety.

Usually, they’d have to put on airs outside, but here, surrounded by bigwigs, their status naturally returned to its most primal state.

"How come there’s no sound coming from inside? Is the soundproofing that good?" Someone pressed his ear hard against the wall but still couldn’t catch any noise.

"Is it still not over? Jiang Che must be damn strong, being able to fight Mr. Ren to a stalemate."

"I think Mr. Ren definitely has the upper hand. Jiang Che’s got no combat experience; Mr. Ren is the one who’s hacked his way out of thousands of Dungeons with real blades and bullets."

...

Ren Fengxiang had already become like this, and yet had risen to his current position. That alone was enough to prove his toughness.

Leng Feng looked at Long Yun, who was standing behind him. "Jiang Che definitely won’t die. Let’s call this provoking business over with."

Long Yun hung his head, muttering in a low voice.

"Brother Leng, isn’t it obvious who the traitor is? I don’t believe a word out of his mouth."

"Doesn’t matter if he’s a traitor or not—this Dungeon, this situation, we’re all bound to get involved." Leng Feng’s expression didn’t change; that was also the reason he came here.

The Dark Forest was rampant throughout the Human Realm, and given the current situation—

One step forward means creating your own Dungeon; one step back means letting low-tier humans be devoured by the Dark Forest.

This is basically an unsolvable dilemma.

Once he finished speaking, Long Yun went silent instantly.

"Besides, Mr. Ren has already avenged you. No idea how far they’ve taken it." Leng Feng sighed; no one was going to die, at least.

As they spoke, the room in front of them gradually began to fade away. Through the graying, ever more transparent walls, the mysterious interior became clear.

The room, which had shielded everyone’s line of sight, was vanishing before their eyes.

The moment the eavesdroppers realized something was wrong with the wall, they straightened up at once, stepping back a couple of paces to look as though nothing had happened.

Leng Feng squinted, eyes narrowed as he looked toward the vanishing room.

The four people inside gradually came into view, and there was also a pitch-black palanquin.

The four of them stood together. There was none of the expected tension, no life-and-death confrontation, and the place wasn’t slick with blood.

Long Yun frowned, stepping forward a couple of paces.

High-level humans had remarkable physical prowess, and their eyesight was incredible.

But Long Yun still felt like he must be seeing things, not seeing clearly at all.

The others glanced nonchalantly toward where Jiang Che stood.

"You just said you guys had some beef, right?" The makeshift ward now gone, he stood by Jiang Che’s side, an illusory hand resting on Jiang Che’s shoulder, as if they were the best of buddies.

"He does." Jiang Che pointed in Long Yun’s direction.

Everyone gave Jiang Che and Ren Fengxiang a once-over—their clothes weren’t ruffled or torn, nothing like they’d been through a deadly battle.

Following Jiang Che’s hand, all their eyes landed on Long Yun.

Their expressions turned odd; Long Yun had ratted them out only a dozen minutes ago, and now he was facing the very same question again.

Is there a conflict between you two?

Jiang Che hadn’t said he had a problem; he just repeated what Long Yun had said—he claimed there was one.

Leng Feng glanced at Long Yun at his side. Things were taking a turn he’d never expected.

When he’d heard Mr. Ren talking just before, he’d already felt something was off. All that "long time, no see"—but this group and Mr. Ren didn’t have much history to begin with, so it didn’t make sense for him to say that.

They hadn’t investigated Mr. Ren’s past, but they did know that the first place where he’d entered a Dungeon and suffered wasn’t the Red Pearl Mental Hospital.

Jiang Che, meanwhile, had always been trapped in the mental hospital.

Logically, these two shouldn’t have met, shouldn’t have even known each other.

Yet the most impossible thing had happened anyway.

He stared blankly at Ren Fengxiang—this was actually their first time seeing him appear in this form.

He was just wearing regular clothes; only his belly stuck out a bit.

The cuffs of his arms and legs weren’t limp either—the energy-formed limbs filled out the empty space. Looking at him like this, apart from his belly bulge, he was no different than anyone else.

His small palanquin stood right behind him. The two porters waited by the side and didn’t look to be injured either.

Mr. Ren almost never showed up before people, but now he was standing tall like this—it was clear he was here to support Jiang Che.

He stepped aside, intentionally revealing Long Yun’s figure.

"Relax, he won’t die." Leng Feng’s voice was very soft, only audible to Long Yun beside him.

Just before, when Long Yun had egged Mr. Ren on to deal with Jiang Che, he’d also told him, "he won’t die."

Leng Feng had no intention of standing up for Long Yun at all.

Yes, he was humanity’s number one powerhouse, but he wasn’t going to start something with Jiang Che for Long Yun’s sake.

He had a lot to worry about—Jiang Che alone was tricky enough, and now Mr. Ren was standing with Jiang Che, too.

The only thing he could do now was make sure Long Yun didn’t die.

If not for the small number of high-tier humans left, in a stand-off situation like this, sacrificing Long Yun wouldn’t have been out of the question.

The only thing he could do now was to keep Long Yun alive.

"If I’d known you and Jiang Che knew each other, Mr. Ren, I’d have arranged a meeting between you two long ago." Leng Feng squinted, still trying to figure out how Jiang Che and Mr. Ren had gotten to know each other.

At least now, he was sure: Jiang Che definitely had ties to the evil spirits.

But what about Mr. Ren?

Leng Feng felt a chill down his spine. If you counted himself, Mr. Ren, and Jiang Che, were there really any strong human powerhouses left who had grown without outside influences?

This was also one of the reasons he wanted to keep Long Yun alive—Long Yun may have screwed up, but at least his standing was clean.

By now, it was common knowledge that Mr. Ren didn’t watch livestreams.

This time it was only because of the Dungeon creation that he got information related to Jiang Che.

"Jiang Che and I both grew up in the mental hospital. He’s my younger brother."

Long Yun’s face turned unpleasant, and he stumbled back two steps—speak of the devil.

After speaking, Ren Fengxiang turned to look at Long Yun off to the side.

"You just said you had issues with Jiang Che, right? Why don’t you tell me what happened? On behalf of my little brother, I apologize to you."

He really did look like an elder brother earnestly seeking forgiveness for his younger sibling.