Free Web NovelChapter 257: Chapter 257: The 3 Core Figures of the Black Cloak
"I am Jiang Xinghai, the one you’ve been trying to kill."
Jiang Xinghai had no intention of hiding his identity, because in his eyes, the man was already dead.
"You’re Jiang Xinghai?"
But Qin Yue didn’t believe him. He waved a hand and barked, "Impossible! I’ve seen Jiang Xinghai. During that nationwide live broadcast, he had a handsome face, wore a chef’s uniform, and looked like a pretty boy. You’re decent-looking, but you’re definitely not him!"
Jiang Xinghai smiled, and Chuchu began to laugh as well.
It was perfectly normal for anyone who had only seen the live-streamed life-and-death battle not to know what Jiang Xinghai truly looked like.
"What are you—what are you two laughing at?"
Qin Yue was utterly confused, but then he remembered the matter at hand. He pointed at Jiang Xinghai and roared, "I don’t care who you are! Get out!" freeweɓnovel.cøm
He still needed Chuchu to serve him!
"Chuchu, you want to do it, or should I?" Jiang Xinghai could tell with a single glance that Qin Yue was merely a Ninth-Grade Master, far from being Chuchu’s match.
"Killing him would dirty my hands. You do it," Chuchu said coolly.
"You want to kill me?"
Qin Yue’s heart went cold. "Chu Xinyue, my rank is higher than yours. If you kill me..."
"Killing you will only take the blink of an eye."
Jiang Xinghai’s hand shot out, clamping around Qin Yue’s throat. "Tell me where the Black Cloak’s base in the Provincial City is, and I’ll let you have an intact corpse."
"You... you... you..."
Qin Yue’s heart instantly plunged into an icy abyss. He was completely powerless to struggle!
"I know where it is. Kill him," Chuchu said softly.
"Should’ve said so earlier. I wouldn’t have wasted so much time talking to him." Jiang Xinghai’s grip tightened.
CRACK!
A crisp snap echoed from Qin Yue’s neck as his head lolled to the side. He was dead.
THUD!
As Qin Yue’s body hit the floor, Jiang Xinghai and Chuchu vanished from the scene.
As for the cleanup, that would naturally be left to Yan Qingshan of the Martial Arts Department.
On a highway heading to the Provincial City, Jiang Xinghai drove with Chuchu beside him.
Chuchu would be taking a flight from the Provincial City to the Imperial City.
"Chu Xinyue is a beautiful name, but I still prefer to call you Chuchu," Jiang Xinghai said.
"As long as you like it." Chuchu gazed at Jiang Xinghai, her eyes full of affection, her heart a whirlwind of emotions.
Ever since accepting the mission in the Imperial City to go to Jizhou, she never imagined that the man she was supposed to kill would end up being her savior.
Nor did she ever imagine that she would twice take the initiative to ask this man to take her.
"Do you have a plan to avoid being harassed by the Black Cloak when you get back?" Jiang Xinghai asked.
"Don’t worry. My Chu Family isn’t weak in the Imperial City. I only took the initiative to join the Black Cloak because my father’s Dao Foundation was damaged," Chuchu explained quietly.
Jiang Xinghai nodded. "My third senior sister, Zhao Linglong, currently lives in the Imperial City. I hope you can meet with her."
"About everything related to the Black Cloak?"
Chuchu was exceptionally sharp and understood his intention instantly.
Jiang Xinghai didn’t deny it. "She’s helping me with an investigation, so I’d like you to tell her everything you know, face-to-face."
"Come to think of it, I still haven’t told you anything yet." Chuchu shifted in her seat, seemingly gathering her thoughts.
Jiang Xinghai wasn’t in a rush to press her. The drive to the Provincial City would take two hours, which was more than enough time.
After a moment, Chuchu sighed and said, "Actually, the real Black Cloak is just three people. The rest of us are just hired hands."
"Which three?" Jiang Xinghai’s interest was piqued.
"The founders of the Black Cloak: a Mr. Long, a Mr. Hu, and a Miss Feng." Chuchu told him everything she knew.
Jiang Xinghai raised an eyebrow and sneered. "Long, Hu, Feng? Dragon, Tiger, and Phoenix? Interesting. One day, I’ll crush all three of them under my heel!"
"I only joined the Black Cloak to complete a mission and get a Gathering Essence Pill. I never expected my first assignment would be to assassinate you," Chuchu added.
"Who was in charge of recruiting you?" Jiang Xinghai asked.
"Mr. Hu," Chuchu said.
"I see."
A storm was raging in Jiang Xinghai’s heart. ’It wasn’t Mr. Long, the one I’m looking for!’
"Is that the person you’re looking for?" Chuchu asked.
"I’m looking for Mr. Long. Judging by the names, he’s probably the other man who founded the Black Cloak, and his status is likely higher than Mr. Hu’s." Jiang Xinghai took a deep breath. ’Looks like there’s more to this than I thought.’
"I heard that five years ago, Mr. Long might have..." Chuchu trailed off.
Jiang Xinghai kept his focus on driving. "Whatever else you know, feel free to say it."
"Mr. Long... he might already be dead," Chuchu said.
SCREECH!!!
Jiang Xinghai slammed on the brakes, pulling over to the side of the road. "Mr. Long is dead? And five years ago, the same year my parents were endangered? Is there any evidence to prove his death?"
Chuchu shook her head, a troubled look on her face. "It’s hard to say if it’s true or not. But I’ve heard many people mention it. I don’t know if they were all just deliberately spreading rumors."
"That makes sense," Jiang Xinghai conceded.
’Perhaps Mr. Long just faked his own death and is hiding under another identity.’
’No matter the situation, it seems this Mr. Long is someone who can’t afford to be seen in the light.’
’His true identity really is a mystery!’
