When I returned to the residence, Little Demon still hadn't come back.
Sister Lin didn't invite me to her home again. She only told me not to wander around before returning to her room.
The moment I shut the door, I couldn't wait to go through the materials. I wanted to learn more about the Void Realm.
These materials should be able to help me.
But first, I did something important.
I cleaned the room. Unlike Little Demon, I didn't enjoy living in a pile of trash. Only a fresh, clean environment could keep both body and mind at ease.
The so-called trash was really just the papers Little Demon had scribbled and drawn on. I didn't sweep them up carelessly and throw them away. Instead, I picked them up one by one, sorted them, and stacked them neatly. I felt they might prove useful someday.
Once everything was in order, I sat down and lit a cigarette. There was too much information; I needed to sort it all out properly.
All the way back with Sister Lin, I'd been thinking about Zeng Dajiang. He seemed to be playing a game of chess, a very large game, and I was merely one piece on the board.
What role did someone like him play in the Void Realm? Little Demon and Sister Lin were like his followers. Then there was no way he had only those two followers in the Void Realm. He had formidable methods, was easy to get close to, and could effortlessly control people's hearts. A person like that was a born leader.
He was the kind of ruthless man who could stir up storms.
Heavenly Secrets Hall's business model was also remarkably clever. Put simply, it was an intelligence agency, except Heavenly Secrets Hall didn't need to