Sunday, January 11, 2026

Chapter 12 Angel's Tears

   "Bing'er, let's go!" Bing Tong nodded. As they walked out of the castle, they saw a red sports car parked there. Ying Lin pulled Bing Tong into the car, and needless to say, Ying Lin was the driver. Of course, Ying Lin's driving skills were definitely not as good as Bing Tong's.

  After a while, Bing Tong and the others arrived at 'Angel's Tears'. The people guarding the door knelt down on one knee when they saw the two of them and called out, "Lord Bing, Lord Evil." Ying Lin nodded and then went inside with Bing Tong. As soon as they entered, they saw You Yun and the others sitting in the corner, so the two of them went over to them. You Yun stood up when he saw them walking towards him, and when they reached him, he said to them, "Bing'er, Ying'er, you've finally arrived. Please sit down! What would you like to drink?" As he spoke, he casually called over a waiter, but he didn't know that this waiter was the manager of the place, and also one of the protectors of Bing Tong and Ying Lin's gang—Ming. He had heard from his subordinates that the two masters had arrived, so he disguised himself as a waiter to see if they needed anything, and also to protect them. Those who come here are all somewhat well-known figures in the underworld. Their identities are currently kept secret, so protection is necessary.
  Yinglin immediately recognized the waiter as their protector, while Youyun and the others didn't recognize Ming. A mischievous smile appeared on Yinglin's face, and she said to Ming, "Waiter, give me a 'Blood Tears' and a 'Demon's Blood'." She emphasized the word "waiter," making Ming's face darken. Hearing Yinglin's order, Youyun was puzzled and asked, "Ying'er, what is 'Demon's Blood'?" Before Yinglin could explain, Ziyu said, "Legend has it that 'Demon's Blood' was created by a couple, but it disappeared a few years ago. I didn't expect to find someone mixing it here." Hearing this, Youyun became even more curious, so he also said to Ming, "Then give us a few glasses too!" Ming looked at Bingtong, who nodded slightly and went to get the drinks. Of course, their actions did not escape Zi Yu's notice. This made Zi Yu even more curious about Bing's identity.
  After a while, Ming brought up the wine. He put the wine down and sat at the bar in case they needed more. Everyone saw the legendary fine wine and couldn't help but sigh. Indeed, the color of the wine was as red as its name, like blood. Then everyone picked up the wine to taste, but unexpectedly, after only one sip, they all felt a burning pain in their throats and coughed slightly. This was why Ying Lin did not choose this wine. Only Bing Tong continued to taste the wine and would shake it from time to time. "Bing'er, how can you drink this! It's so spicy." Yong Yu said to Bing Tong. "Because Bing'er likes this feeling." Ying Lin answered his question for Bing Tong. "Ying'er, why do you answer all the questions?" Wei Yi pressed. “Bing’er, she… she used to be able to speak, but after experiencing some things, she stopped.” Yinglin lowered her head sadly as she spoke. Everyone was shocked by her answer. No one said anything more, and they all began to savor their 'wine'. Then Bing Tong stood up. Seeing her stand up, Yinglin walked over to her and said, “What’s wrong, Bing’er?” Bing Tong made a gesture and then left. “Where did she go?” Youyun asked. “The restroom,” Yinglin answered, then sat back down. But Wei Yi kept staring in the direction Bing Tong had left: Who are you anyway?! Why do you feel so familiar?

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