Chapter 124: Dirty Tricks, Drinking Heavily
When Su Chen walked out of the basement, Gu Bing hadn’t left yet. She had just organized the information and, seeing him come out, couldn’t help but ask: “What’s wrong? Nothing happened, right?”
Su Chen was still thinking about how to report it. Reporting six core seeds at once, writing an anonymous letter would obviously look stupid, and it would probably be thrown into the trash before reaching the upper tier.
Finding someone to accuse carried high risk too; no matter what, it would lead back to him.
Long-term mental control could only work on ordinary third order professionals. Such people had no say in the Court of Justice, and even if controlled, they couldn’t say much.
Hearing Gu Bing’s words, he shook his head and said: “Nothing happened.”
“Then I’ll head out first.” Gu Bing had almost finished organizing. She had come this time just to report, and next would be which people would join the camp.
Before leaving, she made another appointment with Su Chen for a time. Since he had already pledged allegiance, they had to meet at least once.
After seeing off Gu Bing and closing the door, Su Chen had a flash of inspiration. “Back when we were in Nan Feng, how did Zhou Xian report me?”
“He found one of my acquaintances, who was suspected of being captured by Heituo and then released, which connected him to the Cult of the Strange God. Although Old Zhang had targeted me at the time, this method was still better than an anonymous letter.”
“Meng Qi’s acquaintance… can’t find one. If there’s an opportunity, find a Heituo follower to report it. Anyway, I have to find them next.”
Su Chen thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone, opened his bracelet again, pondered the tone, and sent a message to Teng Liang.
This senior brother of his was Xia Hanshi’s first student, originally one of the deputy directors of the Disciplinary Department. Later, he fought desperately and forcibly promoted to Ancient Spirit Giant.
He became one of the honorary directors of the Disciplinary Department, holding the title, relying on the title, still with the powers of a deputy director.
It wasn’t until the next morning that he replied with a single “okay.”
When Su Chen opened the door, a Disciplinary squad was already standing at his doorstep, all wearing heavy judge armor, totaling fifteen people, solemn and silent.
The squad had three third order professionals, and the leading captain was a fourth order professional with a diagonal long scar on his face.
“Your Excellency can call me Wu Yang.” His expression was solemn. “Before any new orders, we are responsible for protecting your safety.”
This was what he had asked Teng Liang for: to transfer an elite squad, the reason being to protect his safety. Essentially, he wanted to take them out to clear Heituo followers.
“Senior brother is so righteous. A fourth order professional could serve as deputy director.” Su Chen couldn’t help but sigh. After careful inquiry, he found out.
Although Wu Yang was a fourth order professional, he was only fourth order lower tier, nearly fifty years old, with his potential basically exhausted. Holding the title of honorary deputy director was different from Zhao Gang’s.
“You’ve had a hard time…” Su Chen chatted with them a few words. Before any actual action, they would station here, taking three shifts for security.
This place was already the core area of the Court of Justice. Stationing personnel here for protection was somewhat conspicuous.
While Su Chen was chatting with them, many judges on the road kept looking over, guessing if something had happened.
“Su Chen…”
Suddenly someone called him. Su Chen turned his head and glanced, his eyelid twitching. The newcomer was Chu Xuan, walking slowly from afar with a friendly smile on his face.
He’s fine?
Su Chen subconsciously thought, but then realized something was off. He turned and walked back into the house, while whispering: “Keep him outside.”
“Su Chen… Su Chen…” Seeing him turn and leave, Chu Xuan quickened his steps.
The passing judges couldn’t help but feel disappointed. “I thought we’d see a scene of burying the hatchet with a smile.”
“Watched too many soap operas, huh? Su Chen was just set up yesterday, and today it’s buried?” Someone nearby shook their head.
After yesterday’s battle between Su Chen and Chu Xuan, rumors emerged from nowhere saying Chu Xuan had planned it for a long time, deliberately catching Su Chen off guard.
The previous talk of “arch-enemy” and “revenge” was someone deliberately building momentum, spread with vivid details.
“Halt.” Wu Yang stepped forward, blocking Chu Xuan. “Sorry, Your Excellency Su Chen is seeing no one for now.”
“I want to apologize to him in person. Before, I was blinded by obsession.” Chu Xuan looked sincere.
But Wu Yang didn’t care and wouldn’t let him in. Helpless, Chu Xuan had to leave under everyone’s gaze.
“This guy, who exactly is he…”
Su Chen watched Chu Xuan turn and leave outside the door, a shadow falling over his heart.
He couldn’t possibly be alone in a space with this guy, not to mention that thing might have its eyes on him.
If this Chu Xuan suddenly died here, it would be like yellow mud falling into pants—not shit but still shit, disgusting enough.
“They probably won’t let Chu Xuan die so soon.” Su Chen speculated. He had just gone out with Meng Qi yesterday, and then died—Meng Qi would undoubtedly be the first suspect.
The best way was to stay alive for a few more days, then die at a moment when Meng Qi couldn’t be suspected.
“I can’t let him disgust me. These few days, I need to show my face often and create an alibi for myself.”
That evening, Su Chen invited the few forces that Gu Zhengting had contacted to come to the Court of Justice for dinner.
They had originally arranged a place outside, but because of the Chu Xuan issue, Su Chen simply invited them to dine in the Court of Justice. It was just a meeting anyway.
Under the nightfall, a banquet was set up in the villa. Representatives from the families gathered, expressing deep concern for Su Chen and promising to do their utmost to meet his needs.
Host and guests enjoyed themselves fully, not leaving until late at night.
“Gu Zhengting picked good people. None made me commit to anything on the spot.” Su Chen rubbed his face, his head feeling dizzy and bloated. “That wine Wang Yang brought is probably quite precious. I’m third order, yet it still makes me drunk.”
Early the next morning, Su Chen had Zero prepare the same breakfast for the judges standing guard outside.
“Hmm… these places have strong reactions, but it’s hard to pinpoint the exact location. A bit troublesome…” Su Chen looked at the virtual map in front of him, with three red circles.
The range seemed small, but on the ground, it covered a large area.
This was what he had roughly located last night using the Heituo priest’s ability. The central area had the strongest sensation.
“But I can’t go out easily now. I have to wait until Chu Xuan dies…” As Su Chen was pondering, he heard bustling voices from outside.
“He’s here again…” Su Chen walked to the window and saw it was Chu Xuan, shouting something about “apologizing,” blocked outside by Wu Yang.
“This guy is determined to frame me.” Su Chen’s expression darkened. He had only suspected yesterday, but today again, the other’s intentions were clear.
Ming Lin walked over from afar, circled around with a strange expression, and entered through the back door.
“What’s up with this guy?” As soon as he came in, he asked: “Did he really get moved by your chicken soup?”
“Who knows, maybe he got hit silly.” Su Chen shook his head, then sincerely said: “Thanks for your help.”
“Help?” Ming Lin was stunned, then laughed: “You mean the recent rumors? No big deal. Wei Yufan actually dragged me into his scheme, so I naturally had to slap his face hard.”
“You’re pretty ruthless too. Inside the Court of Justice, you even called for protection. Isn’t that rubbing it in Wei Yufan’s face?”
Many thought Su Chen called for protection to deliberately spite Wei Yufan—
You’re so formidable that even inside the Court of Justice, I have to be careful.
“Anyway, you helped me vent. Today, we drink till we’re drunk.” Su Chen took out the few bottles of wine Wang Yang had left last night.
“Drinking?” Ming Lin looked surprised. This was the first time Su Chen had proactively invited someone to drink.
He naturally wouldn’t refuse and immediately started drinking heartily.
It was morning, but they drank until evening. Ming Lin was usually refined and elegant, but whether really drunk or pretending, he sternly scolded the current internal strife under Ying Feng.
He repeatedly used “If I were chief…” to expound boldly, and even subtly probed Su Chen’s top tier profession. Su Chen played dumb three times.
Finally, Ming Lin seemed somewhat helpless: “That old fox Wei Yufan is really something. He leaked news externally that he’s promoting to fifth order professional.”
“Promoting to fifth order?” Su Chen had just downed the wine in his cup.
Ming Lin’s face was red, nodding: “This way, in the short term, he’ll have the chance to refuse challenges. The challenge arena can’t suppress fifth order professionals yet. Once he succeeds, it’s like temporarily escaping the challenge ranking system.”
“He’s deliberately keeping you from the chief seed position.”
“But he was originally preparing to promote to a top tier profession, prepared for two years. Promoting rashly now, he can probably only choose upper tier.”
“So many methods…” Su Chen didn’t mind, just clinking glasses with Ming Lin.
The two drank heavily for several days straight. By the end, when Ming Lin came for the appointment, his face was green.
“No drinking today, no…” Ming Lin waved his hands repeatedly. It wasn’t that he couldn’t drink, but he was tired of it. He didn’t know what Su Chen was up to.
“Alright…” Su Chen looked disappointed, pouring wine alone.
Ming Lin finally couldn’t hold back: “Junior brother, if you have something to say, just say it. If I can help, I will. If not, there’s nothing I can do.”
Su Chen just said there was nothing to help with. Ming Lin couldn’t bear watching him drink alone and had to join again.
By noon, a piece of news came that surprised both.
“Meng Qi challenged Feng Ze down? He became a core seed?” Zero’s sudden news report greatly shocked Ming Lin.
He opened his own bracelet and got a detailed report from his subordinate, his expression increasingly astonished. “Meng Qi… he actually job appointed Bloody Butcher.”
He sighed repeatedly: “The allure of the core seed position is really high. I’ve seen him a few times; he’s usually timid and shrinking. Didn’t expect him to have this courage.”
“Yeah…” Su Chen poured more wine, his eyes flickering. Meng Qi had become a core seed, so Chu Xuan would probably die soon.
Su Chen didn’t know Chu Xuan’s current situation, but it shouldn’t last long. Drinking heavily for days had tired him too.
By mid-afternoon, another piece of news disrupted their drinking plan—
Chong Jingtian summoned all six current core seeds at once.
“Ha, the chief judge summoned us. We can’t drink anymore.” Ming Lin bounced up from the sofa, looking relieved. He was determined not to come tomorrow.
“What a pity…” Su Chen sighed outwardly, but inwardly thought that this summons included Meng Qi. He wondered if Chong Jingtian could see anything.
The two tidied up a bit and went out together. Ming Lin couldn’t help but wonder: “No idea why the chief suddenly summoned us.”
“No idea, maybe to pass on the position.” Su Chen joked.
To this nonsense, Ming Lin seriously asked: “Then who do you think he’ll pass it to?”
Su Chen was speechless inside, continuing the joke: “Anyone’s fine, just not Wei Yufan.”
……
At the same time, in a certain building in the core of the Court of Justice, a group of people gathered in the spacious internal area.
“How’s Old Pu lately?” Chong Jingtian looked at Sang Hanhai, who was picking up space crystals one by one to inspect.
“Senior brother is still the same old way, always researching divine language. Might not see him once in ten days or half a month.” Sang Hanhai kept working with his hands, picking out a somewhat dim space crystal. “Energy unstable, discard…”
The staff standing nearby carefully took it and put it in a small box.
“Divine language…” Chong Jingtian seemed to recall something and sighed. “Hope he gets results.”
“Whether divine language even exists is uncertain.” Sang Hanhai shook his head, then said: “Space crystals are ready. You can create the space rift, but second order mental-side top tier profession—among the Court of Justice’s core seeds, there doesn’t seem to be one, right?”
“Trying rashly might cause problems. Don’t blame me for not reminding you beforehand.”
“No problem.” Chong Jingtian reached out and a piece of metal material appeared in his hand. “Such a useful profession is worth a try.”
“You actually succeeded.” Sang Hanhai was surprised.
“Space is too small, only two or three cubic meters.” Chong Jingtian shook his head. “Too many things to control. The resonance time between space crystal and space rift is too hard to control.”
“Yeah…” Sang Hanhai deeply agreed. “After all, it’s space-type. Even this support profession has extraordinarily high difficulty.”
Sang Hanhai suddenly pointed upward, hesitating: “Should we report this profession to the royal court…”
Chong Jingtian’s eyes flickered. Before he could respond, Wei Yufan arrived first.
“Chief…” He respectfully called out. Chong Jingtian nodded faintly.
“Elder Sang, you’re here too…” Wei Yufan looked at Sang Hanhai again.
“It’s you…” Sang Hanhai glanced at him and casually said: “You have your father’s style.”
“My father often mentions you.” Wei Yufan followed smoothly, about to exchange pleasantries, but saw Sang Hanhai had already turned away to calibrate the equipment.
His face awkward, he fell silent.
…
“Translation Department people are here too.”
Outside, Ming Lin had already seen the hover car marked with the Translation Department.
“Trans— A0823.” Glancing at the license plate, he was quite surprised. “It’s Elder Sang’s car.”
“Sang Hanhai?” Su Chen looked surprised. This guy even remembered the license plate.
“It’s Elder Sang…” Ming Lin emphasized, lowering his voice. “You need to show respect. If Translation Department people hear, it’ll be another argument.”
“He’s that impressive?” Su Chen’s expression was odd.
“You don’t know?” Ming Lin was even more surprised. “When you first joined the Court of Justice, didn’t you run to the Translation Department all the time?”
This wasn’t a secret; anyone who cared could find out.
“Oh, I get it.” Ming Lin looked enlightened. “You probably just think Elder Sang is a professor.”
“Isn’t he?” Su Chen asked back.
