Light Barrier

Chapter 90

“Madam... I...”

The wind blew across the rooftop, and Crow came to his senses. He hesitated for a long time before asking cautiously, “Did I do something wrong?”

The woman holding the umbrella silently gazed at the trees, buildings, and birds in Old Town. She shook her head. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Since the rules of the Sincere Society had been established, they should naturally be followed.@@@@

Those who crossed the boundary had to face the consequences.

However... not everything was about right or wrong.

Compared to right and wrong, big shots valued benefits and drawbacks more.

Sometimes, making mistakes wasn’t a big deal as long as everyone had something to gain.

“Since I didn’t do anything wrong, there’s nothing to hide!” Crow puffed out his chest and declared loudly, “Since you’ve entrusted me with the North Hall, I won’t take half a step back. All of us set the rules together, and I’m just following them. There’s no reason for me to back down!”

“You’re good at fighting, I know,” the madam said earnestly. Her words were slow but powerful. “But force can’t solve every problem. The matter is over now. Remember what I said. I’ll handle the rest for you.”

Crow was stunned.

The madam’s words cooled the fervor rising in his heart.

Song Ci lowered his head.

In fact, he understood what she meant. Those who made the rules were often not the best at fighting.

But in Song Ci’s world, fists were the reason, and strength was the rule. This belief had allowed him to quickly make a name for himself in the Sincere Society. The timid feared the ruthless, and the ruthless feared those who didn’t care about their lives. The Sincere Society was full of ruthless people, but he was someone who didn’t fear his death. He was a common man with nothing to lose.

When a common man was angry, blood splattered everywhere.

This was a rule that a hard-fisted fool had only learned after being covered in scars, so he regarded it as a guiding principle and never wavered.

No matter what Chen San wanted to do, he didn’t care. At worst, he would risk it all.

He had been serious about the meeting in River Shoal.

“Yingji.” The woman spoke again and softly uttered a name known only to them.

She never called Song Ci by the name Crow.

When she brought this orphan out from Old Town, everyone called him Crow, and everyone thought that he was an omen of bad luck... But she saw differently. This child, despite being covered in dirt, had a unique pure light in his eyes. He used a nonchalant attitude to resist the gossip, insults, and rejection. Although he was ragged, he was resilient.

Only she noticed his pitiful side beneath his fierceness, like a porcupine desperately displaying its quills. All his aggression was merely a facade.

Everyone called him Crow, but they didn’t know that under the crow’s black feathers was the pure and white heart of an innocent child.

From that day on, subtle changes had occurred in the Deep Sea database. In the archives of Dadu’s Old Town, there was no longer a sad young man named Song Ci. Instead, under the madam’s command, there was a young man named Song Yingji with a clean background. This young man named Song Yingji was fierce, tough, and aggressive and had extremely hard fists. He came to the underground of Dadu out of thin air, defeated all his opponents along the way, and subdued the entire North Hall of the Sincere Society.

In the eyes of the transcendents in Dadu’s underground, Song Yingji was an existence even more terrifying than Zhao Xilai.

The big shots sat high above, and their actions barely affected them.

Song Yingji was taken aback.

“Trouble sleeping?” He became alert. “Are you sure that kind of problem... can be solved by a psychiatrist on Lipu Street?”

Song Yingji said in a deep voice, “I don’t mean to interfere with your decision. But your time is precious. If the psychiatrist is just an ordinary person, there’s no need to try.”

Insomnia was quite common.

Ordinary mental-type transcendents had the ability to hypnotize, so logically speaking, they should be able to solve it. Setting aside the retainers under the Zhao family, there were many mental-type transcendents in the Sincere Society. With just one hand, Song Yingji could pull out seven or eight of them.

“Cui Zhongcheng recommended this person.” The madam rubbed her temples and said worriedly, “I’ve already found several mental-type transcendents. Even one at the Tenth Level of Deep Sea couldn’t see my problem. I sleep less and less every day, but the storms of the law are getting bigger and bigger. I have to pull myself together and can’t falter at this critical juncture.”

After hearing the name Cui Zhongcheng, Song Yingji, who wanted to speak further, immediately fell silent.

In Dadu, there were not many people he genuinely respected, but Mr. Cui was one of them.

“Even a mental-type transcendent at the tenth level couldn’t solve the problem... Is there a more formidable transcendent hidden on the small Lipu Street?” Song Yingji found it unbelievable.

“Incredible, isn’t it?” The madam massaged her temples with her slender fingers. “If not for Cui Zhongcheng, I wouldn’t have believed it either. I heard he’s just a seventeen-year-old teenager.”

“A seventeen-year-old teenager? Even the protagonists of novels aren’t that amazing, right?” Song Yingji chuckled. “Could Mr. Cui have made a mistake?”

Coincidentally, when Song Yingji heard this, an image popped into his mind...

Seventeen-year-old... teenager...

Gu Shen.

As soon as this thought emerged, he immediately dismissed it.

How could there be such a coincidence in this world?

Moreover, no matter how he looked at it, Gu Shen didn’t look like the protagonist of a novel.

“In the past decade, it seems like everything Cui Zhongcheng said has come true, hasn’t it?” The madam gazed at the scenery outside the window. Half an hour ago, the sun was shining brightly, but it was drizzling now. Dadu was such a city. It was in the south, and after autumn, it was often shrouded in rain and mist, giving it a bleak atmosphere.

She laughed softly. “Although I really want to see him make a mistake, I hope it’s an exception this time.”

“Of course... It’s Mr. Cui after all!”

After Song Yingji heard Cui Zhongcheng’s name, the tension in his heart inexplicably relaxed. That man indeed had the ability to make people relax and trust him.

He comforted gently, “Madam, everything will be fine.”

The woman had already closed her eyes and swayed gently with the slight bumps of the car. She only let out a soft hum, her voice resembling a murmured dream.

The patter of the rain against the car windows created a soothing white noise that traveled into her ears through the glass without being intrusive.

She drifted into a rare light slumber.

Song Yingji stopped talking and silently slowed down the car to avoid disturbing the madam’s nap.

18 Lipu Street...

He glanced at the destination displayed on the navigation and murmured the strange name of this clinic in his mind. Dream Whisperer.