Chapter 15: 003

Zhao Kongcheng felt like he was about to explode from anger.

"Me?! You ask who I am? I'm the innocent victim who had his feelings played with all night long and was left out in the cold!"

Zhao Kongcheng tightly gripped Lin Qiye's arm, like a jealous boyfriend afraid his partner was going to be stolen away. "Listen up, stop pretending, you're not going anywhere today!"

Lin Qiye glanced at his arm, which was firmly locked by Zhao Kongcheng's grip, and gave up on struggling. He slouched back in a resigned manner.

"Alright, fine, you lead the way."

"Come with me."

Zhao Kongcheng walked briskly, pulling Lin Qiye toward an unknown destination. As they got closer to a couple's hotel, Lin Qiye's expression suddenly changed, and he tried to turn and run.

However, Zhao Kongcheng didn't give him the chance. He pulled Lin Qiye back with a firm grip and dragged him into the hotel.

"You... what are you trying to do?!" Lin Qiye panicked. "I have hemorrhoids, don't do anything crazy...!"

"...What's wrong with the brains of high school boys these days? We're just finding a place to talk."

"A place to talk? Do you really need to go to a couple's hotel for that? Did you see the way people were looking at us? I was about to die of embarrassment!"

"Do you get it? This is a safe house. I brought you here for no other reason. And seriously, do I look like... like that kind of person?!"

Zhao Kongcheng rolled his eyes and dragged the struggling Lin Qiye to the front desk. He threw a sleazy wink at the dumbstruck receptionist.

"I'll take a Passionate Dynamic Themed Suite, please."

Lin Qiye: ...

The receptionist stood frozen for a moment, her brain stalling briefly. Afterward, she became unreasonably excited.

"Okay, okay, sir. I'll need your ID, and, uh, this little... uh, comrade, please show your ID too."

Reluctantly, Lin Qiye handed over his ID and gave the overly eager receptionist a puzzled look. He had no idea what she was imagining in her head.

But honestly, he couldn't blame her. In the dead of night, a middle-aged man was dragging a teenager into a couple's hotel to get a big bed, a "dynamic" suite at that... and claiming they were just there to chat? Who would believe that?

"Here's your room key, room 3966. Wishing you both a... pleasant stay!" The receptionist beamed at Lin Qiye with a smile so wide her eyes practically became slits.

Lin Qiye's fist clenched.

"Stop standing there like a fool, let's go upstairs." Zhao Kongcheng tugged Lin Qiye toward the elevator.

Once inside the room, Lin Qiye was taken aback by the strange array of facilities. His innocent mind was shaken to the core as he realized just how extravagant and strange the wealthy play.

So this was what "passion" looked like!

Zhao Kongcheng locked the door behind them and then let go of Lin Qiye, heading straight for the electric bed. After having been tense all day, he finally relaxed and sat down on the bed.

"Stop being so nervous. We're really just talking." Zhao Kongcheng, seeing Lin Qiye's tense expression, laughed and scolded him playfully.

Lin Qiye sighed, sitting down on a chair near the door. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Of course, I want to talk about you."

"Lin Qiye, male, 17 years old, single, height 175 cm, weight..."

"You know I'm not talking about that." Zhao Kongcheng massaged his forehead and pointed at Lin Qiye's eyes. "I'm talking about your eyes."

Lin Qiye fell silent.

"Have you met Michael?"

At these words, Lin Qiye's body stiffened. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded slightly.

So, the man in front of him knew a lot more than he had let on, and the forces behind him were definitely not simple.

And this question revealed something crucial to Lin Qiye: the Seraphim he had met ten years ago was, in fact, the famous Archangel Michael.

Seeing Lin Qiye nod, Zhao Kongcheng finally relaxed, his gaze growing more intense as he looked at him.

"Why did he come to you? What did he tell you? How much can you control the Forbidden Ruins now?"

Zhao Kongcheng's questions came rapid-fire, causing Lin Qiye to frown slightly. He shook his head.

"You're asking too many questions."

Zhao Kongcheng realized he was being a bit too intense and let out an awkward laugh. "Yeah, I guess you must have a lot of questions right now. Let me start answering them for you. Ask whatever you want to know."

Lin Qiye thought for a moment, staring into Zhao Kongcheng's eyes. Then, he asked his first question: "Does... does this world really have the gods from mythology?"

"Yes, they exist." Zhao Kongcheng didn't hesitate at all, nodding. "But not all gods exist."

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Kongcheng paused, seeming to consider how to explain. "What do you think mythology is?"

Lin Qiye thought for a moment. "It's the spiritual hope of ancient people? Or their fear and fantasy about the unknown powers of nature?"

"You're right." Zhao Kongcheng nodded. "Until a hundred years ago, everyone thought the same way."

"A hundred years ago?" Lin Qiye was taken aback. "But we didn't even have the technology to land on the moon back then. How could they have found the Seraphim on the moon?"

"It wasn't us who found it." Zhao Kongcheng shook his head. "In March 1928, a beam of golden sword light shot out from the moon, cutting through space and obliterating a volcano in North America. That's when we realized there was a god on the moon."

"North America? What was there?"

"Later, our exploration team spent a year reaching that volcano. In the ruins, they found a god sealed in the Ruins of the Gods... God No. 004."

Zhao Kongcheng paused before continuing, "It was the Fallen Angel, Lucifer."