Superman Termination Manual

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"Alright, Qigong Master."

Ke Yinzhi cracked a slight smile, eyes lowered, continuing to flip through the "Ulysses" in his hands.

"Is Mingye alright? Was he involved in it at all?"

"No. Qiuwu found him in the restroom at the cinema and took him home."

"They're all at home?"

"Mhm."

"Yongzhu too?"

"He's sleeping at home, undisturbed for the time being. Dad and Mom won't be home for another two days. We need to get our story straight, let's have a meeting when we get home later."

Ke Xiaomo hesitated for a moment before asking, "How many of our brothers and sisters know about this so far?"

"Let me think, Qiuwu knows; Zi Ni and Zi Ling should know too, Zi Ling saw Yongzhu transform back into human form with her own eyes, and Zi Ni pretty much did the same," Ke Yinzhi paused, "Rather, if it wasn't for Zi Ling, Yongzhu might not have been able to change back."

"Zi Ling?"

"Yes, luckily Zi Ling was there, otherwise the situation would have been quite serious at the time. I later found out that two members of the Round Table Council were deployed. To exaggerate a bit, even the Divine Communicator Zeus might have flown in from New York."

"The Round Table Council got involved..."

"Yes, if I hadn't stepped in and let it drag on, Yongzhu would probably have ended up as their lab rat, locked away in the Round Table Council's research facility. It would probably be worse than death."

"So you..."

"I thought about whether I should kill him myself."

Ke Yinzhi's gaze remained low, flipping the pages, his voice accompanied by the rustling sound of fingers against the paper.

Upon hearing this, Ke Xiaomo was startled at first, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down, his pupils swirling with a cold light.

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"At that time, Zi Ni and Zi Ling were both in that mall. I didn't know their whereabouts; I couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't get hurt in the crossfire, so I had to make a quick decision."

"Looking for so many excuses, was there even a second when you really planned to kill Yongzhu?"

"Yes, say what you want to say, if I didn't want you to know, I would've kept it from you."

Ke Yinzhi spoke slowly, his eyes shaded by the drooping hair on his forehead.

Ke Xiaomo was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "So in the end, was it Zi Ling who returned Yongzhu to his original state?"

"Yes," Ke Yinzhi said teasingly, "In fact, when I saw that scene, I thought to myself, maybe instead of going through the trouble of fighting him, it would have been simpler if I had just taken off my mask and stood in front of him."

"You're overthinking it, Yongzhu really hates you," Ke Xiaomo said expressionlessly, "But if I were the one standing in front of him, no matter how far gone he was, he would definitely change back from a dragon into a human right away."

With that said, the two fell silent for a moment, then chuckled softly at the same time.

"Please... when it comes to self-love, you really are a match for me."

Ke Yinzhi shook his head, speaking ruefully.

"Let's not talk about that now," Ke Xiaomo changed the subject, "So, only Mingye doesn't know that Yongzhu is the Calamity Dragon?"

"Exactly. According to Qiuwu, that silly boy hid in the restroom for the whole ten minutes after the incident, oblivious to the outside world. What do you think?"

"Good, I don't want him dragged into this."

Ke Yinzhi rested his elbow on the bedside table, propping his chin in his hand and sighed softly.

"Mingye is one thing, it's Xiao Ni's loose lips that concern me. I'm worried she might spill the beans to mom and dad."

Ke Xiaomo didn't seem concerned, "Xiao Ni may seem immature, but often she knows what to do."

"Heh, we're all busy with our own things, how come you understand them better than I do?"

"Otherwise?"

Ke Xiaomo paused, then suddenly brought up, "By the way, the Sect Master..."

"You killed him; he's beyond saving."

Ke Xiaomo fell silent for a moment, a complex expression passing over his face.

"I see..."

He turned to look at the sky lit with fireworks and murmured.

"By the way, according to the Superhero Association's investigation report, many of your fellow disciples are dead."

"Did you kill them?"

"Not all, I only killed a few small-time players; the rest were handled by some passing superhuman vigilantes, the likes of Magical Girl Ash, Black Wukong. And... the Dice Monster showed up as well."

Ke Xiaomo frowned, "Strange thing?"

"Yes, do you remember what it said to you?"

"It said... Black Wukong, Qing Ya, Ash, they're all its friends, and it might bring someone to help me when needed."

"Right, aside from Black Wukong, Magical Girl Ash might have been brought in to help by it, haha... I'm starting to not understand what it's up to."

"It probably wants to cozy up to me, what about Qing Ya?"

"Qing Ya doesn't seem to be in this city; otherwise, things could have gotten even more complicated. None of that matters now, see the guy over there to the left?"

Ke Yinzhi said this without lifting his head and nodded toward the neighboring bed where a figure wrapped in bandages lay.

Ke Xiaomo looked toward the figure, hesitating for a while before speaking, "Ink Writer?"

"Yes, he's promised me that he'll stay by your side from now on, acting as your right-hand man," Ke Yinzhi smiled, "You're going to be the twenty-eighth Sect Master of the Ninja Sect."

Saying this, he handed a necklace to Ke Xiaomo, "This was taken off the Sect Master's body. You mentioned before that every Sect Master has a necklace forged from ancient dragon teeth, a symbol of their identity."

Ke Xiaomo lowered his gaze, staring at the icy white necklace in his palm, cold as a chunk of ice.

"But I'm just a traitor."

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