C3 Last Dinner(2)

A yellow light suddenly lit at the top of the castle.

Chung Jingchen walked to the door. The dark green grass around him slanted to one side. The crows cried out in pain. Apart from that, there was only the sound of the wind.

His bangs were blown to the side by the wind, revealing his eyebrows.

Chung Jingchen covered his head with the cap and combed his hair to cover his face.

When he had just stood at the door, the door was opened before he could see the complicated patterns carved on it. An old man in a gorgeous tuxedo walked out with a walking stick on his back. He stood by the door and made a "please" gesture.

The lower half of the old man's face was covered by a white beard. His face and the hand holding the walking stick had already grown many spots.

It didn't look like much time had passed, Chung Jingchen thought.

He did not hesitate anymore and stepped into the hall. What entered his sight were two forked stairs. The hall was empty. There was only a sofa placed in the middle.

It was a very strange arrangement.

This was rather interesting.

The old man closed the door after Chung Jingchen came in. The old man closed the heavy door effortlessly. He did not even take a breath before he quickly closed it.

Chung Jingchen saw the old man's eyes narrowed. He seemed to be smiling. He did not look friendly at all.

"So ugly." Chung Jingchen only had one word left after reading it.

... "" The others were scared to tears when they saw me laughing in such a situation. Why is it that you are the only one who isn't right? The old man's mouth twitched. He led Chung Jingchen to the stairs on the left.

Chung Jingchen did not want to follow them. He wanted to go to the right.

The old man did not come down to force Chung Jingchen to walk to the left. He just watched Chung Jingchen's every step closely. He even mumbled something.

Chung Jingchen tilted his head and met the old man's eyes. His deep eyes were full of words, "If the old man makes any more noise, I will kick you down.

The old man was not moved. He still stood on the side. He spoke faster and faster, like tiny ants crawling. He was extremely uncomfortable.

Chung Jingchen started to go downstairs. He was ready to do what he had always wanted to do.

The old man's eyes widened as if he could not believe that he would really attack him. However, in reality, not only did Chung Jingchen attack, he also moved his legs and mouth.

He kicked the old man to the side, lifted his collar, and carried the chicken as easily as he could. "You are such a person. You are still dawdling on the road. Why do you have so much nonsense to say in front of me?"

The old man moved his four limbs, trying to break free. He was like a hen that was holding its neck and preparing to flap its wings.

Chung Jingchen carried the old man along the stairs. He thought it was only level one, but he did not expect it to extend up in circles. The vermillion stairs were full of red stairs. At the top of the stairs was a bright yellow light. It was bright and dazzling, but it could not illuminate the road.

"Tsk." Chung Jingchen put the old man on the ground. He dragged his collar and started running up the stairs.

The old man kept running up the stairs until he almost rolled his eyes.

When he reached his destination, the old man was completely paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up.

Chung Jingchen clapped his hands and kicked the man to the side. He caught the admiring and terrified gazes of the people on the table. It could be said that all kinds of feelings intermingled.

This was a restaurant. There were only three white candles placed in the middle of the long table, barely illuminating everyone's faces.

Chung Jingchen looked around. They were all still in shock. He picked an empty seat and sat down.

No one dared to breathe during the entire process. They looked at the person who brought the old man up with an attitude that went further and further away.

If they provoked the people here, who knew if they would directly kill them.

"Oh, what's going on?"