Chapter 192
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But before He Ming could touch Lou Yan, he was kicked on the shin by Lou Yan.
He Ming bent over in pain, holding his shin, looking up at Lou Yan with a wry smile.
Lou Yan’s face turned icy cold. “I’ve told you before, He Ming, don’t do things that make me angry. You know very well that I hate it when people have intimate contact with me, especially kissing.”
Just now, looking at He Ming’s face so close, Lou Yan felt a strong disgust rising from the depths of his heart, almost instinctively making him want to retch. God knows how much effort it took for him to barely suppress himself from kicking He Ming to death.
This disgust was even stronger than when Fu Xuezhou first kissed him.
“Do you hate intimacy with others, or just with me?”
He Ming’s face darkened, reaching into the inner side of his leather jacket and pulling out a photo, holding it up for Lou Yan to see. “Then who is this person?”
Lou Yan casually glanced at the photo, then suddenly froze.
It was a dimly lit night, on a deserted street, where Fu Xuezhou was holding Lou Yan’s hand to his lips, lowering his head to lightly kiss Lou Yan’s fingers.
Fu Xuezhou was wearing a black tactical jacket, looking exceptionally handsome and youthful. His silver hair was loose behind him, slightly lowering his head, his profile obscured by the silver strands, leaving only the exquisite line from his nose to his lips.
The angle of the photo didn’t show the expression of the silver-haired man, but just seeing him lightly kiss Lou Yan’s fingers, it was evident that their relationship was extraordinary.
This incident happened one night before coming to the North Pole, when Lou Yan and Fu Xuezhou were returning from dinner outside.
Lou Yan stared at the photo for a few seconds, his face suddenly darkening. He suddenly angrily smashed the coffee cup in his hand to the ground, strode over, grabbed the photo from He Ming, and tore it to shreds.
“He Ming,” Lou Yan grabbed He Ming’s collar, his expression fierce, “where did you get this photo from?”
“Who is he?” He Ming stared straight at Lou Yan, his face cold, his exotic accent wrapped in anger. “Is he the boyfriend you refuse to acknowledge?”
“I’m… asking… you,” Lou Yan’s temples throbbed, the storm brewing in his eyes oppressive, making it feel like he would erupt at any moment, “who… is it! Who gave you this photo?”
“…It’s a photo sent by a group claiming to be followers of anomalies,” He Ming took a deep breath, “they said you have a boyfriend and that I could find you in the North Pole. It’s because of this photo that I decided to come find you.”
“Sure enough, cultists.”
Lou Yan sneered coldly, his eyes full of killing intent. Only cultists could stalk him and Fu Xuezhou without them noticing their whereabouts. “What else did those followers say to you?”
He Ming ruffled his messy black hair, helpless. “They didn’t say much, but the implication was that they hope I can take you away, and from then on, let you drift around the sea with me or find a safe place overseas to hide. They will ensure that we never encounter any more anomalies in the future. The only requirement is that they want me to keep you from returning to the mainland.”
Lou Yan sneered twice more.
The cultists had made quite a bold plan. It seemed they also knew about the death of the Anomaly Lord. With the Anomaly Lord dead, the other anomalies and followers were without a leader, and at this moment, Lou Yan became their biggest threat.
If Lou Yan were to return from the North Pole, he would eventually eradicate every anomaly; but if he could make Lou Yan no longer concerned with anomalies and roam with He Ming, the cultists would be enough to control the world along with the remaining anomalies.
Upon hearing the commotion inside, the captain hastily opened the door and asked, “What’s wrong? What broke?”
Seeing the mess inside and the far-from-harmonious atmosphere between the two, the captain suddenly looked embarrassed. “Uh, did you guys have a fight?”
Lou Yan released He Ming’s collar. “He Ming, I’m telling you seriously for the last time, it’s impossible between us forever. If this friendship can continue, then you better adjust your mindset early.”
Pausing, Lou Yan continued, “And about the matter with the cultists, you’d better stay out of it. They’re just a cult. Once the anomalies disappear, they won’t be able to cause any more trouble no matter how much they stir up. And anomalies will disappear one day, I assure you it won’t be long.”
“…Lou Yan.”
He Ming looked at Lou Yan with complex emotions, feeling a deeper sting than he imagined.
He knew Lou Yan was speaking the truth this time. If he couldn’t adjust his mindset, they might not even be able to remain friends.
“…Then I’ll look forward to that day.”
He Ming slowly adjusted his clothes, his eyes deeply fixed on the torn photograph on the ground. Then he turned and walked to the captain’s side, patting the captain’s shoulder. “Brother, want to grab a few drinks with me?”
The captain, carefully observing the expressionless Lou Yan, nodded and followed He Ming out of the room, considerately closing the door behind them.
In the room, the charcoal in the brazier crackled, dispersing warmth that countered the cold outside.
Lou Yan stood motionless, staring down at the fragments of the photograph at his feet.
The piece with Fu Xuezhou’s face fell into the coffee, gradually soaking and turning brown.
Lou Yan looked coldly at the paper, feeling increasingly irritated every time he looked at Fu Xuezhou’s face. He stepped on the torn paper and slowly ground it into the ground.
Fu Xuezhou… why was he everywhere?
Since he was dead, couldn’t he just rest in peace?
Boyfriend?
Hah, what kind of boyfriend was he?
Just a plaything, and only a fool would take it seriously.
Lou Yan remembered his own reaction when he first saw the photo, feeling annoyed at himself for overreacting. Clearly, it was just an insignificant bystander.
He closed his eyes, suppressing the mixed emotions in his heart, and walked to the window, opening it.
The cold wind blew on his face as Lou Yan stared at the distant snow-capped mountains. But he realized that with the movement of the ship, he had already left the place where he boarded.
And the scenery of the North Pole was so similar that even if Lou Yan returned, he wouldn’t be able to find the exact location of the cold extreme h*ll.
Lou Yan stood in the wind for a while, feeling frozen all over. When he was covered in frost, he sluggishly took the room key the captain had given him and returned to his cabin, taking a shower.
After showering, Lou Yan wiped the mist off the mirror and turned to look at his back.
Smooth and fair, with beautifully defined muscles.
Lou Yan’s fingertips reached the spot where the ghost marriage contract tattoo used to be. At this moment, the tattoo had disappeared completely, leaving no trace.
As if there had never been a ghost marriage contract tattoo there.
Lou Yan looked at his back, the corners of his lips, reddened by the hot water, curled up. “Good, that d*mn thing is finally gone.”
After personally confirming that the ghost marriage contract tattoo had indeed disappeared, Lou Yan felt much better.
He put on a thick bathrobe, about to go back to bed for a nap. But the drunken captain knocked on Lou Yan’s door. “Mr. Lou, He Ming asked me to tell you something.”
Lou Yan responded lightly, “What is it?”
“Uh,” the captain burped, “It’s about those so-called cultists. He Ming said that after receiving this photo, he didn’t immediately believe it. He felt that these people were watching you, fearing that you were in danger, so he planned to go inland to find you first. But when we docked, he saw an anomaly chasing a human. The anomaly looked very anomaly, dressed like a human, wearing a purple suit and a gentleman’s hat, holding a gentleman’s cane, and it seemed like there was even a spider crawling on its face. The human called it something, something silly…”
“Shadow Reaper.”
Lou Yan affirmed. Just by the description, he knew that the anomaly was definitely a Shadow Reaper.
“Yes, yes, that’s the name!” The captain slapped his thigh. “He Ming said he saw the anomaly injure the human severely, and the human jumped into the sea to escape. He didn’t know if he could survive. Then he saw many cultists on boats trying to capture the human, but they all failed. He suspected that the human might have been washed away by the waves and drowned. He didn’t attempt to disembark because there were so many cultists on shore. Finally, he managed to contact me here and knew I was coming to the North Pole to pick you up, so he came over.”
“He asked me to tell you about this and ask if you have any use for it. And he also reminded me to tell you to be careful near the port if you want to return inland, as there are cultists guarding there.”
After finishing his report, the captain glanced sneakily at Lou Yan’s expression, wanting to see if He Ming had moved him.
Lou Yan furrowed his brows, pondering for a few seconds. “Does He Ming know who that human is?”
“Huh?” The captain was puzzled. “I don’t think so. He just described the appearance of the human to me. It seemed like…”
He racked his brains, uncertainly saying, “He Ming said the human was a man, tall and thin, also wearing a gentleman’s hat, dressed in a drab gray coat, looking quite sloppy, and seemed to have half-long, messy hair like weeds…”
Lou Yan exerted force, crushing the iron door handle in his hand. His dark eyes suddenly ignited with raging anger, his face terrifyingly grim.
Duan Zege!
This description is clearly Duan Zege!
Is Shadow Reaper and cultists besieging Duan Zege?!
Lou Yan’s anger was too fierce and terrifying, even the captain felt a bit scared, stuttering, “L-Lou, Chief Lou?”
“When did this happen,” Lou Yan’s veins bulged on the back of his hand, but his tone remained as cold as ice, “When did He Ming see that human jump into the sea?”
The captain hesitated before saying, “I don’t know,” then quickly ran to ask He Ming. Less than a minute later, he came back panting, “It happened twenty days ago, Chief Lou!”
… Twenty days ago?
Lou Yan breathed heavily, a hint of blood appearing in his eyes. He slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a huge dent in the thick wall.
The captain jumped back in fear, “Chief Lou! Do you know that person?! D-Don’t worry, after jumping into the sea, he may not necessarily die! If those cultists didn’t catch him, he might have escaped! And there are many fishermen near the harbor, maybe one of them rescued him!”
Lou Yan took a deep breath to calm himself, then turned to the captain, “Old Song, the person who was heavily injured and jumped into the sea is my friend. Can you contact the fishermen near the harbor? I want to ask if they know anything about my friend’s whereabouts.”
The captain nodded repeatedly and promptly agreed, “Of course, I can do that. I know some of the big brothers among the fishermen, you wait here, I’ll ask my friends to help find him!”
Lou Yan nodded and thanked him, then asked again, “Can you arrange for nearby ships to come and take me back to the mainland? “
“That can be arranged, but you’ll have to provide them with enough supplies. They’re not asking for money now…” The captain hesitated, “Are you going back to find your friend?”
Lou Yan nodded with a solemn expression, “Supplies are not a problem. Please contact a ship to come as soon as possible, preferably today. You stay here for a few more days until all the people from the North Pole come aboard, then you can send them back.”
The captain readily agreed and hurried out to arrange for a ship for Lou Yan.
At half-past five in the afternoon, Lou Yan boarded another ship and left the North Pole.
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