I Am Your Natural Enemy

I don’t trust anyone right now. All of you, get the hell away from me. Don’t force me to get violent.

I know there are still people here working with that gunman.

You want to play? Wait till I’ve dealt with Minister Cai, then we can play as much as you want.

Whoever chickens out is a damn dog.”

Wen Yan’s face was dark as he swept his gaze around, cursing everyone. He hoisted Cai Qidong onto his back, randomly opened a car door, and drove off.

The people from Scorching Sun just watched Wen Yan leave. No one dared to say a word, they could only watch him take Cai Qidong’s body away.

Before Wen Yan emerged, everyone already had their suspicions.

The moment Wen Yan walked out, someone immediately fired a shot from the dark—that was public, solid evidence.

No one felt there was anything wrong with what Wen Yan said.

After the car had gone a few kilometers and gotten onto the highway, Li Linlin’s figure silently appeared in the passenger seat.

”You’re just going to leave like this? You’re not dealing with that gunman?”

”I have zero interest in death soldiers who are fated to never know too much. Whether he lives or dies doesn’t matter to me.

Someone wants me dead. I don’t care who gave the order.

I only want to force the big shots behind them to their deaths.”

Wen Yan drove on, completely ignoring what was happening behind him. He drove straight back to Virtue City and only stopped when he saw trinkets hanging on a streetlight.

”If you don’t want to die, get out of the car yourself. If you get close over there and get killed, no one will be able to save you.”

Kicking Li Linlin out, Wen Yan didn’t look back. He drove off alone back to his villa district.

He carried Cai Qidong’s body into his home and put it in the basement.

Then he unzipped the body bag and took out four hard drives.

These four hard drives contained everything captured by Feng Yao’s surveillance in that Domain room.

The drives in Wen Yan’s hands were the originals. The ones at Feng Yao’s place were just copies.

Wen Yan rummaged through his room and found a mechanical hard drive he couldn’t pass up buying during the last big hard drive price drop—he’d originally bought it to store games, movies, and study material, but never ended up using it.

Now it finally came in handy.

He made a copy of the data onto his drive.

He glanced at Cai Qidong, already in rigor mortis.

”Cai Heizi, weren’t you trying to use me?

Fine, then don’t blame me for blowing this up.

This has nothing much to do with you anymore—this is someone trying to kill me.

If you want to put on a show, then I’ll play along with your little performance.”

Wen Yan left Cai Qidong there, then lit incense at the four ancestral altars in the basement.

At last, he stood before Grandma’s portrait, mumbling to himself.

”Grandma, this Cai Heizi is bad news, he actually wanted to use his own death to wreck your Golden Body. Truly despicable. Please, you absolutely must protect us, don’t let someone like him get away with this. Once he wakes up, I’ll help you slap the hell out of him.”

After that, Wen Yan packed up the hard drives, headed upstairs, and called Feng Wei.

”Hey, Feng Wei? There’s something urgent, need your help. I need to head to the Imperial Capital.”

”No, I don’t have to go into the Capital proper. Somewhere nearby is fine. Thanks a lot.”

Wen Yan slung his gear over his shoulder, walked outside, and saw Pei Tugou perched on the edge of the roof.

”Big bro, somebody tried to kill me, and killed Minister Cai. Now I’ve brought Minister Cai’s body back, it’s in my basement.

I have to head out for a bit—I’ll have to trouble you to look after the place.”

Wen Yan blinked, and saw bloodstains drip from the eaves—Pei Tugou appeared before him in a flash.

”Need any help?”

”No need. Just guard our place. If anyone with ill intent tries to sneak in, do what you feel is right, big bro.”

Pei Tugou grinned, baring his teeth, and nodded.

While waiting for Feng Wei, Wen Yan fiddled with his phone, then called Fuyu Mountain.

”Hello? Seventh Great-Uncle Master, ah, yeah, something’s up. Minister Cai died in battle, I caught a bullet too. I’m about to head to Scorching Sun Headquarters...”

A few minutes later, Wen Yan hung up and headed toward Old Zhao’s place.

When Feng Wei arrived, Wen Yan left with him, stepping onto the Nether Path.

”When we get to the Imperial Capital, don’t show yourself. Just head back. This could get messy. If I wasn’t trying to create a time gap to get this done as fast as possible, I wouldn’t have wanted to drag you into this.”

”Listen to yourself, acting all distant. I don’t care what happens—as long as you call, I’ll be there.”

”Thanks, but just follow my lead—once I’m out, you leave immediately. I’ll find you again when I’m back.”

”Alright.”

Even on the Nether Path, Feng Wei could feel Wen Yan’s mood was heavy as hell tonight.

Coming out of the desolate tomb, Wen Yan waited by the road till he spotted a taxi, then flagged it down for Scorching Sun Headquarters.

An entire hour passed before Wen Yan reached the gates of Scorching Sun Headquarters.

He slung his backpack and walked to the entrance, instantly feeling eyes on him—obviously, some Professional was watching.

He walked up to the gatehouse and said to the old guard,

”Sir, could you please notify them—Fuyu Wen Yan, requesting to see the General Director.”

At the same time, in the General Director’s office, the man put down a phone slick with sweat, face dark as water.

The most senior Grand Uncle Master of Fuyu Mountain hadn’t called here in nearly twenty years.

But today, he’d talked to him for nearly an hour.

Just then, his secretary reported in.

”Minister, the person you requested is here.”

”Send him in.”

Minutes later, Wen Yan was led to a meeting room.

He set a few hard drives on the table.

”This is the surveillance from that night. Luckily, Minister Cai had someone looking into it and just got some initial findings, but there wasn’t time to report it yet.

The only people in the Scorching Sun Department who know about this are a few in Nanwu County; otherwise, even this footage wouldn’t have been saved.

You guys wanted to know how Minister Cai died, right?

It’s all in here.

As a law-abiding citizen, my first thought was to hand it over immediately.

But before I could even open my mouth, almost got my head blown off by a Scorching Sun gunman.

Afraid I’d lose the evidence, I rushed over as fast as possible to deliver it to HQ.

At least here, there shouldn’t be any data loss or ’missing’ hard drives, right?”

The General Director sized Wen Yan up. He never thought their first meeting would be like this.

Couldn’t have guessed that barely two hours ago Wen Yan was still in that Domain. Now he’d skipped everyone and brought this surveillance footage—almost unknown to anyone—straight to Headquarters.

And Wen Yan’s words did make sense—nothing to nitpick.

The General Director signaled his secretary to fetch the equipment so they could watch the footage here.

He looked at Wen Yan and suddenly asked,

”What are you planning to do next?”

”Matters of the Scorching Sun Department aren’t something a nobody like me can interfere in.

I don’t even want to know what actually went down here.

Knowing too much just means another bullet coming my way.

Even Minister Cai was always scared I’d learn too much—talking in riddles, never telling me a thing.

Now he’s dead, I’ve done what I had to do, and the evidence is delivered.”

With that, Wen Yan fished around in his pocket, pulled out his Scorching Sun Department ID, and set it on the table.

”Minister Cai is dead—I have no idea who to turn to now. Please, General Director, let your people know to remove my records as well.”