Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

”You bastard!” Jiang Heng’s intuition told him that in this lifetime, if there was Xu Xingguang, there wouldn’t be him, and if there was him, there wouldn’t be Xu Xingguang!

Huo Wenbei was locked up, and Jiang Heng’s dream was shattered. He had to leave Divine Concealment Island as soon as possible to avoid being remembered by the Young Helmsman. He didn’t know the Young Helmsman, but had heard gossip about him.

It was said that he’s a demon who slaughtered his way out of piles of dead bodies, not to be messed with.

Returning to the VIP building, Jiang Heng was planning to go back to his room when he suddenly saw a silent young man dressed in poor-quality clothes walking toward him from the end of the elegant corridor.

The person held a mobile phone and had a headphone connected to it, fingers constantly moving on the phone screen, seemingly playing a game.

Jiang Heng glanced at him, intending to go back to his room.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar name from the young man’s mouth: ”Bai Xi, do you like eating candy?”

Jiang Heng reflexively turned his head, looked closely at the person’s features, and then recognized his identity.

Isn’t this Xu Xingguang’s poor boyfriend?

Xu Xingguang’s boyfriend knowing Bai Xi wasn’t surprising, but asking whether Bai Xi likes candy—wasn’t such a question too suggestive?

If Xu Xingguang knew her boyfriend was flirting with another woman behind her back, she would probably be furious.

Jiang Heng watched Song Chi walk away, noticed the tattoo exposed below the back of Song Chi’s neck outside his T-shirt. The tattoo was partially covered by the T-shirt, with only a sharp tip protruding.

It resembled a piece of a circle, an arc-shaped mark entwined with a ring of golden glow.

Jiang Heng’s pupils trembled slightly. He returned to his room, stood in front of the dressing mirror, removed his suit jacket and T-shirt, and turned with his back facing the mirror. Turning his head, Jiang Heng saw a black arc-shaped gate tattoo at the cervical vertebrae position between his shoulders, with golden glow entwining it.

It was the Rashomon emblem.

The Rashomon Sect Leader would tattoo the indelible Rashomon emblem on every member’s cervical vertebrae.

As far as he knew, Xu Xingguang’s boyfriend named Huo, whom she met in Cangshan Town, was a native of Cangshan Town. It was impossible for him to have a Rashomon emblem on him.

So, what exactly was the identity of the man always by Xu Xingguang’s side?

Jiang Heng quickly put on his clothes and went to the buffet on the ground floor of the VIP building.

It was mealtime, and Song Chi happened to be dining in the restaurant, his tray piled high.

Jiang Heng walked to the serving window, asked for a steak, some fruit, and red wine.

The meal preparation took some time, so he went straight to sit opposite Song Chi.

Seeing the other person focused on eating, unable to spare a glance towards him, Jiang Heng introduced himself, ”I’m Jiang Heng.”

Song Chi seemed to not have heard him, continuing to eat as if no one else was around.

Jiang Heng directly cut to the chase, asking, ”The tattoo on your cervical vertebrae, is it Rashomon?”

Finally, Song Chi rewarded him with a look, but his gaze was filled with killing intent and vigilance.

”Don’t misunderstand.” Jiang Heng guessed that Song Chi had been with Rashomon longer than him, and smiled, ”I mean no harm to you. I’m like you, once staying at Rashomon.”

Jiang Heng recounted his experience of being kidnapped by Rashomon to Song Chi.

After finishing, seeing Song Chi’s calm demeanor, he felt utterly bored.

What kind of creature is this?

Doesn’t his mood fluctuate?

”Could you be an assassin from Rashomon?” As soon as Jiang Heng said this, Song Chi grabbed the dining fork on the table and directly jabbed it into Jiang Heng’s hand.

”Are you crazy!” The pain made Jiang Heng’s handsome face turn pale; looking at his hand bleeding uncontrollably, his eyes burned with endless anger. ”I just asked you a few questions, and you attacked. You’re truly a mad dog raised by Rashomon!”

Song Chi slightly furrowed his brow, pulled out the fork from Jiang Heng’s hand, picked up a clean napkin, and while wiping, said, ”The people I’ve killed are neither few nor many, not one short of you.”

”Don’t try to test me, and don’t expect to persuade me to go against Xu Xingguang. Otherwise, the moment you leave Divine Concealment Island waters, you’ll vanish into the vast ocean.”

Song Chi saw through Jiang Heng’s intentions at a glance.

Having stayed at Rashomon, so what?

Did he think he could buy him with just this connection?

Watching Song Chi’s calm, unwavering eyes after injuring someone, Jiang Heng knew that he was fundamentally different from the other person.