“I like being honest and open.” The dark musician nodded in agreement. “I just came on the parliament’s orders. For example, helping the Robin solve some problems. However, I feel that killing isn’t the only way to solve problems. Killing is the final solution but not always the best. Do you understand?”
“I agree greatly.” Ye Qingxuan nodded. He suddenly felt he could identify with this man. “However, I’m sorry if you want to recruit me. I don’t plan on worshipping Hyakume.”
“Hyakume isn’t the only one for dark musicians. There are many natural catastrophes. In comparison, my god is one of the stingiest. There’s a lot of work but not much money. The contract is long too. You can easily die if you’re not careful. The main work is mundane work, like being a loan shark. To be honest, anyone with a brain would avoid it.” The dark musician laughed. “So it’s okay if you aren’t willing to become a follower. You just need to become a dark musician. What do you think?”
“Hey, giving your life and future to some weird thing.” Ye Qingxuan laughed too. “Why would I jump into the abyss for no reason?”
“What’s that saying? There’s a great future in the abyss.” The dark musician’s voice was meaningful. “I can help if you’re willing to sign with any natural catastrophe. Idealistic people like you will have high goals for natural catastrophes too, right? Let me guess, the highest orderis it the Three Outer Gods?The Three Saints? The Four Living Objects? I believe people like you would be a great follower to any of them.”
“I reject.” Ye Qingxuan sighed. “I reject you, Mr. dark musician who isn’t willing to reveal his true identity. I won’t accept any natural catastrophe.”
“Then we’ll have to use the most barbaric method.” The dark musician scratched his head in frustration and sighed. “I didn’t want this.”
“There’s a question I need to ask though,” Ye Qingxuan suddenly stated.
The dark musician nodded. “Please ask.”
“Have you ever felt regret and guilt from your actions as a dark musician all these years?”
The man fell silent. After a long pause, he nodded slightly. “Mr. Holmes, a man is destined to feel guilt toward things you are powerless against. This is the original sin. No one can avoid it, other than gods.”
“Really?” Ye Qingxuan chuckled. “That’s good.”
“Huh?” The dark musician froze. He watched as the youth lifted the cane and slammed it on the ground.
Boom! The thud was heavy yet cold. A crazed melody sounded instantly. The song of hopelessness filled in all directions. The black flood had come!
He could not see, could not hear, and could not feel; he was tormented. Even his sound of heart was trembling. The black river swallowed the dark musician’s mind. However, the negativity pouring out of his heart was abruptly restrained by a powerful strength.
After the short confusion, he was already clear-headed again. The moment he felt something was wrong, he instinctively put his hands together.
Crack! A sharp noise sounded, echoing through the air.
Ten thousand tons of pressure dropped from the air, smashing toward where Ye Qingxuan stood. The stone tiles were pulverized, instantly creating a crater.