Chapter 179 The Bait

Qian Mowen immediately turned around, and when he saw Wu's face, he was dumbfounded. How long had it been? How… how could he have found them so quickly?

After Wu appeared, the Candle Bearer flipped his wrist, and from his sleeve, he produced a candlestick with a white candle burning eerily, emitting a ghastly green light.

The candlelight was dim, the flame seeming to be blown by the wind, pressed extremely low, yet stubbornly refusing to be extinguished, like an old man on his deathbed swallowing his last breath.

As the flame flickered, a bizarre scene unfolded, and the surrounding space changed accordingly.

To be precise, a darkness enveloped the area within a radius of about 3 meters around the candlestick. But this darkness was different from the darkness of night; it was more viscous, like a ball of undissolvable ink.

Eerie roars echoed from within the pitch-black, strange space, as if monstrous beasts from another world were hidden inside.

Facing such a situation—one against three—Wu's face remained calm.

He took a deep breath and blew towards the Candle Bearer, whose entrance had been filled with dramatic flair. This breath seemed ordinary, yet the Candle Bearer's expression changed drastically.

Extending his hand, the Candle Bearer immediately protected the candlestick, but it was too late. The originally faint flame flickered violently a few times, almost being extinguished directly.

Seeing this, Wu frowned slightly, then nodded in slight approval.

He hadn't expected this candlestick to have such power.

Qian Mowen didn't know how strong Wu was, but he knew the Candle Bearer's strength. He was definitely among the top 5 in the Night Watchers, a solid S-class.

Moreover, because he was in charge of the Confession Room under the headquarters, his status was extremely respected.

Rumor had it that the candlestick in his hand was an extremely powerful sacred object, not only capable of holding the souls of the deceased, but also of dispelling the mist and leading souls to another world.

Such a person, and the candlestick in his hand was almost extinguished by a single breath… Qian Mowen looked at Wu's face, his teeth chattering. What kind of cultivation did this guy have?

But Wu showed no interest in Qian Mowen. In his eyes, there was only one and a half people here.

The silver-eyed man counted as one, and the Candle Bearer counted as half.

His gaze swept past the Candle Bearer and Wu stared at the silver-eyed man's face.

Unlike the Candle Bearer and Qian Mowen's apprehensive attitude, Wu was actually a little excited. He had been worrying about how to explain the snowfall, but now, someone was willing to take the blame for him.

He planned to catch these people, then push all the blame onto them.

He'd say the snowfall was their doing, and had nothing to do with him.

Thinking about it, it was too much trouble. He might as well just kill them, devour the Doors on them, then drag a relatively intact corpse back to report, saying it was all their fault.

Anyway, they were dead and couldn't prove anything. Jiang Cheng couldn't say anything more.

When Qian Mowen saw Wu's expression, sometimes sullen, sometimes with a slight upturn of his lips, he felt terrified. This guy was clearly not in a normal state of mind.

But fortunately, the Chairman and the Candle Bearer were here, so it wouldn't be his turn to take action.

And besides, he was the future acting Minister of the Execution Department, so he couldn't lose face in front of the Chairman and the Night Watcher elder, the Candle Bearer. So, he feigned composure and scolded, "Bold madman! You dare to attack the Judge! Today, with the Chairman and the Candle Bearer here, your death is at hand!"

Hearing this, Wu's face darkened, not because of anything else. He was the one who killed the Judge, and that was that. He didn't change his name when he did good deeds, or his surname when he did bad ones. In this respect, he was much better than the unprincipled Jiang Cheng.

What really angered him was the word "attack."

A mere Judge didn't require an attack.

Besides, the fact was that the Judge had ganged up with another spider monster to attack him, and the attack had failed, and he had been killed. Finally, out of self-defense, he sent the two guys to their release.

"You… talking about who?"

A few bloody words appeared out of nowhere on the wall, intermittent, the handwriting extremely distorted, each stroke as if carved out with a blade.

Meeting Wu's eyes, Qian Mowen felt a little虚(xū - apprehensive), but thinking that someone was backing him up, he became more confident, sneering, "Who else would I be talking about? Why don't you take a piss and look at your reflection? Who else is here?"

Hearing this, Wu wasn't annoyed. He nodded as if he understood something, then extended his hand, pointing at Qian Mowen. This action scared Qian Mowen, who couldn't help but take half a step back.

"Turn around and take a look." Rarely, Wu condescended to say a word to this kind of third-rate character.

But Qian Mowen was, after all, the head of the Qian family, and the Qian family was considered a large family. How could he be fooled by such a low-level trick? Qian Mowen's first reaction was that Wu was going to take advantage of his turning around to attack him.

A sense of crisis emerged, and Qian Mowen remained facing Wu, but he didn't move his lips, using ventriloquism to whisper, "Chairman, while his attention is on me, please attack and kill him quickly!"

1 second.

3 seconds.

5 seconds…

Qian Mowen didn't hear a response, or any sign of the Chairman taking action.

"Candle Bearer?"

The only answer was silence.

Qian Mowen swallowed and quickly glanced behind him, and a desperate scene appeared.

Behind him was empty. The previously majestic Chairman and the Candle Bearer had all disappeared.

"You… you…!!" Qian Mowen's eyes widened, and he couldn't even speak properly.

Wu sighed and nodded at him, as if advising him to accept reality as soon as possible.

A few seconds later, Qian Mowen's expression towards Wu suddenly changed. The former arrogance completely disappeared, and he seemed very amiable and approachable. His back also bent down. Before he could speak, Wu stepped forward and placed a hand on Qian Mowen's shoulder.

In an instant, Qian Mowen's Door was completely suppressed, and he even felt as if his entire soul was about to be extracted.

At this moment, Qian Mowen no longer had any airs and immediately begged for mercy.

Wu gave him a cold profile, his face in the shadows looking very strange. "I can let you go today, but… you have to do something for me."

"Okay, okay, I promise you!" Qian Mowen was very cooperative. Clearly, he had become a pawn. He was no longer so interested in the position of Minister of the Execution Department. He just wanted to live.

"Very good." Wu nodded in satisfaction.

Half an hour later.

In the studio.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty sat side by side on the sofa, a tall, thin middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly to them. Wu watched from the side, the scene was very strange.

When the middle-aged man had said almost everything in one breath, Jiang Cheng opened his mouth with a strange expression, "You said… you're from the Night Watchers?"

"That's right, I am Qian Mowen, head of the Qian family. If nothing goes wrong, the position of Minister of the Execution Department will soon be mine." Qian Mowen honestly replied.

Hearing this, Fatty slapped his thigh and glared, "Hey, you little brat, you're pretty proud, aren't you?!" After saying that, Fatty turned to Wu and clamored, "Brother Wu, I think you should educate him first, and then we'll interrogate him."

Qian Mowen was about to cry.

"You said you came with the Chairman of the Night Watchers and a guy named the Candle Bearer. They ran away and left you behind, and then you were caught." Jiang Cheng was trying to find loopholes in this man's words.

Qian Mowen smiled obsequiously, very ingratiatingly, "This little brother, it's not that I didn't run away, it's that I didn't want to run at all. I've long been displeased with the Night Watchers' actions. This time, I happened to meet this… Wu, Brother Wu…"

Seeing Wu frown fiercely, Qian Mowen immediately swallowed back the words in his mouth and changed his words, saying, "Wu is a hero, and then I was moved by him, and wholeheartedly wanted to join you."

Ignoring these nonsense, Jiang Cheng continued to ask, "What's the purpose of your coming here this time?"

Qian Mowen had been waiting for him to ask this, and immediately shouted, "Snow! We came here to make it snow! You remember that snow a while ago, right? Yes, we did it! Only us, and no one else!"

Fatty: "???"

Unlike Fatty's confused face, Jiang Cheng glanced at Wu and immediately understood why this guy was captured alive by Wu, instead of being chopped into pieces and dragged back.

The Chairman of the Night Watchers, bringing the elder Candle Bearer, and the future Minister of the Execution Department, came all the way just to make it snow around here specifically for him?

Wasn't that ridiculous?

Knowing that Wu wanted to save face, Jiang Cheng didn't expose him. After asking the questions he needed to ask, he had Fatty dial a number. This number was secretly stuffed to Fatty by a little boy after the bar incident.

Everyone called him Number 13.

The call was quickly connected. Before Fatty could speak, a hurried voice sounded from the other end, "Number 10, is that you? How are you? Are you in danger?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Fatty didn't know why, but a touch of emotion welled up in his heart, "It's me. I'm fine, don't worry. I've… I've caught someone here. He claims to be the next acting Minister of the Execution Department, and said he came with the Chairman and the Candle Bearer."

"The doctor and I have discussed it. You guys should take this person back. He might know some information you're interested in." Fatty said quickly.

Hearing this answer, Number 13 was also obviously nervous, but it wasn't convenient to say too much on the phone. So, the two sides agreed that Jiang Cheng and the others would take the person away and send him to a place, and then they would wait there.

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng specifically confirmed with Wu whether there were still people monitoring them nearby, and whether the Chairman and the Candle Bearer had left. Wu closed his eyes, and after a moment, opened them again, nodding affirmatively to Jiang Cheng.

Everything went smoothly along the way, and Jiang Cheng and the others breathed a sigh of relief after handing the person over to Number 2, who came to receive them.

Number 2 carefully checked him, then knocked Qian Mowen unconscious with a palm strike and stuffed him into the back seat of the car.

A black car quickly disappeared into the night.

And not far from the black car, another inconspicuous van was tailing it. The driver was an ordinary-looking woman, with an ordinary figure. In the passenger seat sat a young man with a pair of swords at his waist.

The young man sat up straight, as if ready to go to the battlefield at any moment.

...

Far away from here, inside a large building, a man sat on a sofa, his eyes closed, his face peaceful, as if asleep.

Not far from the man, an old man shrouded in a gray robe slowly paced back and forth.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, and his pair of silver eyes actually had rare double pupils.

The Candle Bearer looked at the man and asked excitedly, "How is it?"

The man, naturally the Chairman of the Night Watchers, smiled slightly, "The fish… is hooked!"

"That's great!" the Candle Bearer said excitedly.

The silver-eyed man held his breath and slowly extended his left hand. An incomprehensible scene appeared. An aura slowly emerged from the man's palm, and after a moment, it actually condensed into the form of a person.

It was a man.

If Jiang Cheng and the others were here, they would immediately recognize that this man… was exactly Qian Mowen, who had just been caught by them and handed over to Lin Wan'er and the others.

Seeing Qian Mowen's head emerge, the Candle Bearer showed an envious expression, "Chairman, over the years, I've seen dozens of disciples who possess Doors of Oddities, but abilities like yours are truly one of a kind."

"After all… who would have thought that a disciple could simultaneously possess two Doors, two completely different abilities?" The Candle Bearer's tone was full of emotion.

"Over the years, you've only used the ability of one of the Doors, so no one knows that you have another Door hidden in your body, and the ability of this Door is actually invasion. It's one thing to just invade people, but you can even invade Oddities…"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man, "Uncle Gui, it's not that no one knows, don't you know?"

Hearing this, the Candle Bearer's expression changed, and he immediately realized that he had misspoke. The rest of the words were swallowed back into his stomach.

The silver-eyed man smiled, his face relaxed, "Uncle Gui, don't be nervous, I'm just kidding. I trust you. And one of your words is also inaccurate. There are many people who have seen my Door, but few have truly survived."

After saying that, the silver-eyed man sighed and shook his head, "Of course, those who live in my eyes don't count. They… have already become one with me, they are a part of me, and no one can take them away."

As thoughts swirled, a scene suddenly flashed through the Candle Bearer's mind. Some of the Night Watcher elders had once opposed the man in front of him taking over as Chairman of the Night Watchers, but in the end, they all died, and they died reasonably, without leaving any traces.

But only he knew the real reason for their deaths.

They were killed by the man in front of him.

In a completely incomprehensible way.

This man could invade their consciousness, subtly influence them, and even, in the end, directly order them to die in a way he wanted.

This was an extremely complex process, and the Candle Bearer didn't quite understand it.

And now, this man had already invaded Qian Mowen's consciousness.

That's right, everything today was a setup.

Their target was the Crimson's command hub.