freenovelworld Chapter 511 No One Noticed Himself
Chapter 511 No One Noticed Himself
"Yes." Su Ming's tone was firm without a trace of hesitation. "He is likely in trouble. I must go and save him."
Li Chen was silent for a while, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, then slowly looked up at Su Ming: "You know, he is no longer the Zheng Yaoxian of the past. If you go to him, you will inevitably be involved in more things that you cannot bear."
The atmosphere in the bar seemed to grow increasingly oppressive, the low music and whispers creating an unspoken sense of heaviness. Su Ming barely noticed the surroundings, his mind resonating with Li Chen's words: "He's no longer the Zheng Yaoxian he once was." These words, like a thorn, pierced his heart, leaving him with an indescribable sense of oppression.
He lowered his head, his gaze grazing over the rim of the wine glass on the table. His fingers gently touched the cold glass, as if seeking some kind of comfort, yet unable to find a shred of his own peace. Zheng Yaoxian's face kept resurfacing in his mind, no longer the calm, composed, and decisive boss, but a man trapped in an unknown abyss, grappling with pain and helplessness. The man who had once shown him the way had ended up like this.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to suppress the confusion in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Li Chen, his voice low and resolute: "I don't care what he becomes, I will go find him."
Li Chen glanced at him, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, but then nodded. "Okay, if you want to go, make your own decision." He paused, hesitating, as if weighing whether to say anything else. "However, Zheng Yaoxian's situation is far more complicated than you think. His situation is completely different from what we originally knew. If you go, be careful."
"Can you tell me more?" Su Ming stared at Li Chen, his tone anxious. "You know, we haven't been in touch for these years, so you must know a lot. If you tell me now, will it help me or put us in trouble again?"
Li Chen was silent for a moment, as if he was considering whether to continue the conversation. Finally, he sighed and whispered, "I can tell you that Zheng Yaoxian's action is actually not as simple as we saw at the time. There may be something bigger behind him. This is not something he can solve alone, and it is not entirely your fault. You may be trapped, Su Ming."
"Trapped? I would have been trapped a long time ago." Su Ming whispered back, an uncontrollable anger welling up in his heart. It seemed that he was angry at Li Chen for not explaining things clearly, but also perhaps it was his inner dissatisfaction with his indecision. "What you said is not important. I know I can't wait any longer. I promised him that I would never let him suffer alone."
Li Chen looked at Su Ming with a complicated expression in his eyes. He sighed deeply, his tone filled with helplessness: "If that's the case, then be careful. You must realize that there is no turning back on your path."
Without further ado, Su Ming stood up and walked out the door. Li Chen didn't try to stop him, only a deep silence in his eyes. The clamor of the bar still echoed in his ears, but Su Ming's thoughts were no longer there. With every step, he forced himself to face the reality he had always wanted to avoid: Zheng Yaoxian, that unyielding being, finally needed his help. But did he have the strength to do it?
He did not look back, like a lonely traveler led by fate, he walked towards the suburbs. The outside world was still full of prosperity and noise, but he was about to embark on a lonely road full of unknowns.
The further away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the quieter the surroundings become. The car drove through narrow streets and entered an even more desolate area. Su Ming lowered his head, the street scene before him becoming increasingly blurry. The hustle and bustle of the city gradually dissipated, leaving only endless emptiness and darkness. He knew that Zheng Yaoxian's whereabouts were no longer ordinary. Behind this, there might be a deeper vortex, and he was about to be drawn into it.
The car finally stopped. Su Ming pushed open the door, took a deep breath, and stood on an empty suburban road. Silence reigned. The surrounding houses were sparse, with the occasional barking of dogs. A few low buildings were faintly visible in the distance, and the deserted streets seemed particularly desolate. As the sky darkened, a thin mist filled the air, shrouding the surroundings in a gloomy atmosphere, as if this were a deserted, deadly place.
His heartbeat quickened, and he suppressed the uneasiness welling in his chest. One step further, and he would reach the place where Zheng Yaoxian was being held. He had never imagined he would find himself in such a situation. To him, Zheng Yaoxian had always been that indestructible figure, the man who had protected him through countless missions. Now, the master he had always respected had become the one he had to rescue.
"Zheng Yaoxian, Master..." He murmured softly, as if expressing some unspoken emotion to the empty world. A deep sense of responsibility within him prevented him from retreating. Even if unforeseen dangers lay ahead, he had no choice but to forge ahead.
He quickly walked to a low building and reached into his pocket, groping for the tools inside. He knew this place was unlike any other in the city. The people here were even more mysterious, and the surrounding buildings were filled with hidden secrets. The place where Zheng Yaoxian was imprisoned was as secretive as a trap; any slight disturbance could lead to unpredictable consequences.
Heartbeating, he pulled a slip of paper from his pocket. It was densely scribbled with information and a set of coordinates. It was the clue he'd received from Li Chen: the location of Zheng Yaoxian, the target he'd been pursuing for the past few days. Though it was only a brief clue, it was enough to reassure him that he was on the right track. However, everything that followed was still fraught with uncertainty.
He glanced around, making sure no one noticed him, and whispered softly, "This time, I will definitely find you."
He slowly walked toward the side of the building, maintaining a high level of alertness. Each step he took was light and cautious, as if he could face sudden danger at any moment. The dampness and coldness of the air gradually intensified with his steps, and with each step he felt more and more oppression from all sides.
He stopped at the back of the building and stared at the closed iron gate. Next to the iron gate was a row of simple windows, through which he could vaguely see shadows inside. Dim lights shone through them, adding a touch of eerie atmosphere to the building.