In the Era of Terror, Chu Qing had experienced over twenty years in his previous life.
Over twenty years, his attention had long since shifted to more important matters.
The Yama Inheritance, Yin Job sequences, Yin Longevity acquisition, the nascent form of a Great Fiend...
He would have almost forgotten the trivial matters before the advent of terror, if not for the enhancement of his memory due to the improvement of his Yin Job, which made him remember everything at first sight.
And quite clearly, for Chu Qing, this tearful, even somewhat self-reproaching ex-girlfriend in front of him belonged to those trivial matters.
Chu Qing vaguely remembered that in his previous life, this woman had gotten together with a rich second-generation heir just before graduation.
However, before he could even be sad for two months, the Era of Terror descended, and between life and death, such petty matters became insignificant.
Why had she come now?
At some unknown point, the Faceless Ghost had vanished without a trace. Chu Qing, holding the black cat in his arms, came to the door and smiled:
"Fang Ping? Why are you here?"
Fang Ping scratched his head: "I finished my interview and was waiting for the results. Guess what? When I came out of that Tianyu Entertainment Company, I saw Ruoxue. She specifically asked about you. Since we both had nothing to do, we thought we'd come and see you together."
By the end of his sentence, Fang Ping was a little cautious.
Clearly, he had lied.
In fact, it was because he was genuinely worried about Chu Qing's situation, so he had proactively called An Ruoxue to come and see Chu Qing.
There was no other way. Chu Qing's choice to come to such a chaotic graveyard to guard tombs as a security guard meant he had skipped thirty years of detours, and the detours he took were the kind that were evilly dark. This made Fang Ping, who had been his friend for so many years, unable to help but think the worst.
Chu Qing naturally saw through his friend's guilt but didn't mind.
He glanced at the two of them, then said:
"Come in."
The two followed Chu Qing inside. However, whether it was an illusion or not, as soon as they stepped through the cemetery gate, both of them subconsciously shivered. Clearly, normal people would never have the leisure to come to this ghostly place.
This also solidified Fang Ping's suspicion.
His friend was simply devastated by the breakup.
Thinking of this, he looked at An Ruoxue beside him, who pursed her red lips and nodded.
They entered the guardhouse, which also served as a small incense shop, promised to be a dormitory.
It was actually quite clean and spacious.
However, looking at everything around her, An Ruoxue found a seat and sat down, then spoke apologetically:
"Chu Qing, I'm sorry. I know I hurt you, but you don't have to..."
Chu Qing looked at the choked-up woman, speechless.
Indeed, his ex-girlfriend's methods were quite something. He remembered how she had convinced that rich second-generation heir in his previous life. If not for the advent of the Era of Terror, her plan to marry into wealth would very likely have succeeded.
Even if she hadn't become a wealthy madam, she later became a Ghost Controller who managed to establish herself in Luo City during its early stages.
Unfortunately, in the end, she still couldn't escape Luo City's destruction and died in the ghost plague.
Chu Qing waved his hand:
"Alright, I don't blame you. Many couples break up during graduation season. Your choice was understandable. Don't take it to heart."
As soon as he said this, An Ruoxue felt even more remorseful:
"I know you're pretending to be indifferent, but you've come to a place like this to escape. I understand. I'm sorry. Can you add me back on WeChat?"
An Ruoxue looked at the man in front of her with tender affection.
The man in front of her always had an indescribable aura about him, coupled with his status as the campus heartthrob at their subpar university, and what she later experienced, it was impossible not to be moved.
However, An Ruoxue also understood that after graduation, these things couldn't put food on the table. So, she almost didn't think twice before throwing herself into the arms of a very rich and powerful second-generation heir in Luo City.
But today, seeing Chu Qing again, that indescribable special aura, that mysterious sense of flutter, once again reminded her of their past.
So, she proactively held out her phone, her beautiful eyes looking at Chu Qing pleadingly.
Chu Qing's brows furrowed slightly. He really didn't want any entanglement with this woman.
Saying he couldn't let go was pure nonsense.
After all, it was mutual at the time, and he had enjoyed it himself. In fact, many times, An Ruoxue even paid for the hotel.
So, to say he was angry or resentful was even more absurd.
Let alone this ex-girlfriend, whose name he could barely recall after his rebirth,
Even Biancheng King Ding Xie, who had ruined his plans in his previous life, and could even be said to have deceived and betrayed him later on, wasn't someone he wished to immediately take revenge on and flay alive, or eat his flesh and drink his blood. It hadn't reached that point.
He could only say that he was an enemy who must be killed in this life.
A King is never just about power.
It also requires an invincible heart.
Revenge is inevitable, and Chu Qing even has the first step of his plan already.
However, if one's heart is not calm due to revenge, such a person, in this Era of Terror, facing the erosion of human hearts by ghosts, cannot possibly become a King-tier Ghost Controller.
Bearing a thousand sins, forging an undying heart.
Hatred, compared to his supreme ideals and aspirations, is simply not worth mentioning.
The reason he was like this was purely because he found it troublesome.
However, his resistance clearly led Fang Ping and An Ruoxue to misunderstand.
Fang Ping cleared his throat: "Well, you two chat. I'm going to take a walk outside first."
With that, the fellow really turned and left, completely unaware of what he might face alone outside.
An Ruoxue, on the other hand, didn't notice Chu Qing's speechless expression at all. Instead, she looked at the black cat in Chu Qing's arms with tenderness:
"You still like cats so much. The Dumpling we raised together is still with me..."
However, seeing Chu Qing still unmoved, she finally continued:
"Chu Qing, we are both orphans. We both know that in this society, in this era, without money, one lives worse than a dog. And a woman's only reliance, besides youthful beauty, is nothing else. I can only constantly strive to climb upwards."
Chu Qing smiled. Had they finally gotten to the point? He eagerly awaited the humiliation his ex-girlfriend was about to inflict upon him.
However, even Chu Qing, who in his previous life was just one step away from becoming King Chujiang, never expected this ex-girlfriend to suddenly change the subject and continue:
"But A Qing, I still love you. Add me as a friend. I have ten thousand yuan here; you can take it first. Lin Hengtian and I have already registered our marriage, but we haven't had the official wedding yet.
Their family has a lot going on recently, so I don't have much time. How about this, I'll give you money every month from now on, and when we have time, we can meet secretly here..."
Upon hearing this, even Chu Qing, with his considerable experience in his previous life, was utterly taken aback by this woman's words.
An Ruoxue, having said this, glanced around and nodded with satisfaction:
"You know, this place is secluded enough. It's a good place to meet! Don't worry, Lin Hengtian's father has been in very poor health lately. The Lin family's assets will all be Lin Hengtian's in a few years. That guy is a good-for-nothing. When that happens, I'll try my best to get the property, then divorce him..."
Chu Qing was silent, watching this woman who was talking to herself.
Didn't they say this was supposed to be a face-slapping plot where the tables turn every three days? How did it suddenly turn into a vicious male supporting character's mistress story?
An Ruoxue looked at Chu Qing in front of her, feeling a bit impulsive.
Even if these words were true, they shouldn't be spoken lightly. The fewer people who knew, the smoother the plan would be.
There was nothing she could do. Seeing the man in front of her, with his melancholic aura, and his predicament in this desolate, ghostly place, her heart softened.
Unfortunately, there wasn't much time today.
And Chu Qing was even more speechless. He shook his head, just about to explain things clearly,
But An Ruoxue didn't give him the chance and continued directly:
"It's settled then. I'm very busy lately; there's trouble with the Lin family, so I don't have much time to go out..."
No sooner had her voice fallen than a roaring engine sound came from outside the door.
Suddenly, An Ruoxue's face changed, and then, sure enough, she heard Fang Ping's voice from outside:
"Lin Hengtian, how did you find your way here?"
Chu Qing raised an eyebrow, looking at An Ruoxue with interest.
And An Ruoxue's reaction was not slow either.
She actually stood up quickly, took out a wad of cash from her latest Hermès calfskin bag, and directly threw it to Chu Qing:
"Take this for now. Lin Hengtian is here. You two had a disagreement before, so don't go out. Just leave everything to me."
With that, An Ruoxue quickly hurried to the door and ran out. Chu Qing could even hear her sickeningly sweet shout from inside the security room:
"Honey, why are you here? Weren't you with Dad at the hospital?"
Chu Qing smiled.
His eyes, at this moment, turned blood-red again. In the shadows of the sunlit corner, those blood-red eyes rapidly and irregularly flickered in their dark sockets, seemingly praising the wonderfully exciting little drama that had just unfolded.
Then, Chu Qing seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be smilingly asking the two dissimilar beings in the room:
"Humans, aren't they interesting?"