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Chapter 790: Chapter 317: The 37th City of Injustice Extraordinary Tournament! (Part 2)

"And then we arrived at the Great Wall Defense Line," Lei Meng became more and more excited as he spoke, "That traitor called Jiang Taixuan, isn’t he a real Tier Three Martial Saint? And what happened? He was blasted to death by this Fang Qingyu! How old is he? He’s practically a monster climbing to the top over corpses! I heard he’s also Tier Three now? Goodness, if he ever comes to our City of Injustice to fight in this arena someday, the scene... I can’t even imagine it."

Lei Meng was speaking passionately and vividly, completely unaware that the "invincible Fang Qingyu in the Human World" he spoke of was sitting obliquely across from him, near the window, his expression calm and indifferent, even with a hint of helplessness.

The expressions of Chu Kuanglan and the others instantly became extremely strange.

They glanced back and forth between Lei Meng and Fang Qingyu, wanting to laugh but not daring to, holding it in with great difficulty.

Jiang Wei didn’t show much expression.

She simply glanced at Fang Qingyu with her clear red eyes, with a subtle upward curve at the corner of her mouth.

Fang Qingyu himself could only try to maintain a poker face.

He slightly nodded in acknowledgment.

Seeing Lei Meng seemed eager to continue delving into Fang Qingyu’s legendary exploits, Chu Kuanglan hurriedly gave a heavy cough, forcibly changing the subject, his voice booming over Lei Meng’s: "Hey! Brother Meng! Speaking of which, I’m curious about something!"

Lei Meng, interrupted, looked towards Chu Kuanglan somewhat reluctantly, "Oh? What is it? Old Chu, tell me!"

Chu Kuanglan, with a curious look on his face, leaned slightly forward: "For a man like you, Brother Meng, who is so sentimental and righteous with such solid Power, why did you come to this City of Injustice to make a living? This place isn’t exactly a place to enjoy life!"

As soon as this question was raised, the originally peculiar atmosphere in the carriage instantly settled down.

Everyone looked at Lei Meng with genuine curiosity.

Even Fang Qingyu raised his eyes.

Lei Meng’s smile visibly froze for a moment, then slowly faded.

He leaned back into the chair, his gaze falling on the swiftly retreating gray streetscape outside the window, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Inside the vehicle, only the hum of the engine remained.

"Heh..." Lei Meng tugged the corners of his mouth, letting out a sound indistinguishable between a laugh and a sigh, "In fact, there’s no earth-shattering reason. Saying it might even be a bit embarrassing."

He paused, as if organizing his words.

"That year, I was still in the Divine Management Bureau’s action team, leading a small squad. It was a seemingly ordinary clearing mission, the location was an abandoned mine in the southwest border, intelligence said there were a few injured Alien God believers inside, the threat level was low." Lei Meng’s voice was very calm.

"As it turned out... the intelligence was wrong. Terribly wrong." His hands resting on his knees clenched unconsciously. "It wasn’t some injured Believers at all, but a carefully laid trap by Alien God believers, with a whole three Tier Three Apostles lying in ambush inside..."

Lei Meng’s eyes became somewhat vacant, as if witnessing that tragic scene again: "Not one of my brothers came back. To cover my escape as the team leader, all of them perished inside."

The air inside the carriage seemed to freeze.

Everyone held their breath, even Chu Kuanglan put away his usual big-hearted demeanor, his expression solemn.

Lei Meng took a deep breath, his voice still striving to maintain a calm tone, "Later, I spent a long time investigating, using all the connections I could reach. Finally, I discovered... that erroneous intelligence wasn’t an accident. Someone deliberately swapped key information to set a trap for our team! The purpose... might have been to silence us."

"I went through the proper channels to file complaints, escalating level by level."

Lei Meng forced a smile uglier than crying, "In the end, it was like throwing a stone into the sea. All evidence chains mysteriously broke, all relevant personnel either clammed up or were transferred. I became the lunatic making unreasonable noise, venting my anger on the intelligence department for a failed mission."

"And then... I killed that person who set up the trap, along with that damned informant behind him who inflamed the situation."

Lei Meng’s voice suddenly turned cold, but in an instant, it returned to his broad outlook, "After killing them, I naturally couldn’t stay in the Federation anymore, so I ran all the way and finally... ended up here."

After he finished speaking, the carriage fell into a deathly silence.

Only the distant hustle and bustle of the city outside echoed faintly.

Lei Meng’s face resumed a smile, his eyes habitually squinting, as if the story just told was someone else’s, he waved his hand: "Ah, it’s all old stuff from years ago. Where there are people, there are fights, where there’s power, there’s private desire, it’s normal. It’s just that I had bad luck and ran into it. It’s over, all over!"

He tried hard to appear indifferent.

Chu Kuanglan opened his mouth, wanting to say some comforting words, but found any words seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

Just then, the bus slowly decelerated, finally coming to a steady stop.

The driver’s voice came from the front row: "Brother Meng, we’re here, the East Gate of the arena."

"Great! Let’s get off!"

Lei Meng seemed to instantly break free from his heavy emotions, standing up abruptly.

His face soon resumed the look of a bold and forthright leader, calling out to everyone, "Come on, let’s go watch the competition! Today I’ll give you all a treat!"

Everyone gathered their thoughts and followed him off the bus.

Nobody pursued that past incident any further.

City center arena.

As everyone got off the bus.

What lay before them was less of an arena.

And more of a magnificent mountain built of steel and massive stones.

The huge circular structure rose from the ground, its dark gray alloy exterior walls glinting with a cold, hard shine in the sunlight, full of power.