Qing Chen knew that Qing Zhun had left the battlefield at the very end of his life. As for where he had gone and whom he had met with the last moments of his life, even Qing Chen did not know the answer.
Now that he had seen the Shadow Gate, it meant that Qing Ji before him was the person his brother had chosen.
"Did my brother spend his final days with you?" Qing Chen asked.
But Qing Ji shook his head. "Not with me. He merely instructed that the Shadow Gate be left to me."
"The white ginkgo leaf on your chest—is it in mourning for my brother?" Qing Chen asked.
Qing Ji nodded. "The forty-nine days are not over yet."
Qing Chen said, "Do you have another ginkgo leaf? Give me one."
Qing Ji seemed to have expected Qing Chen's request. He took a ginkgo leaf from his sleeve and handed it to Qing Chen.
"Put it on."
Qing Chen carefully pinned the ginkgo leaf to his chest and gently stroked it with his index finger.
The Shadow Gate was like an endorsement. Qing Zhun had used a Forbidden Item to tell Qing Chen who was truly worthy of trust.
Qing Chen trusted Qing Zhun's judgment, so Qing Ji's invitation to City No. 5 could not possibly carry ill intent.
Qing Ji was not an enemy.
"Fourteen days. Arrange them however you like. I also want to see what exactly you intend for me to do," Qing Chen said calmly.
Qing Ji glanced sideways at him.
"Go settle your affairs."
"There's no need to be too nervous. It's not like I'm forcing you onto a battlefield. I'll give you another ten minutes."
Qing Chen first looked at Big Yu and Zard.
"The only thing I need to