Shadow In Your Mind [ARC 1- 5]

Chapter 41 - Request for a meeting with His Lordship

XG 41 - Request for a meeting with His Lordship

In a dark room with only numerous lotus oil lamps lit the room, one of the oil lamps was suddenly extinguished without warning. The bald young monk seated cross-legged on a straw mat opened his eyes that immediately sought out the irregularity.

"Died? Oh no..." Much to the monk's horror, another lamp extinguished just after he finished speaking. But it did not stop there. His heart became heavier the number of extinguished lamps increased.

His forehead started sweating as his eyes gazed at the lotus lamps on the tiered shelf, waiting for any more lamps to stop distinguished with a heavy heart. When there was no more movement after a long wait, he counted the number of died out lamps, again and again, not moving from his previous pose. His hands shook in alarm. "Six... Six died."

It was a closed room, with no window, no fan, and no air-conditioning. There was no hint of wind, yet the lamps had extinguished by themselves. These lotus lamps were special, as they represented human lives and were unable to blow off by normal means. When its wick was extinguished, it meant the owner had met Death. Once it was blown out, it could never be lit again.

None of the lotus oil lamps was labelled, but the young monk knew the owners of each lamp because these lotus lamps were made by his ability. His legs shook as he stood up, and glanced at the inner room with dread climbing up like high blood pressure. This was important news that should be immediately reported, but his heavy legs refused to move.

After seemingly an hour passed, the young monk finally dragged his heavy legs and parted the curtain to enter the inner room.

He closed his mouth when he saw his senior was in his divination mode. The sight of his senior's pupil and sclera, which were pure black as they remained wide open without blinking, had the young monk shivered with chilling fear.

Although he had seen this many times and knew the truth, those eyes truly resembled a symbol of demon possession.

Still as a statue, his senior was holding onto a brush dipped with red ink, his hand hovering above a piece of yellow paper with a long list of names. Most of them were crossed out with red ink, which was a piece of good news for them.

The young monk patiently waited after moving his gaze away from the terrifying eyes but his senior did not strike out any of the names even after a long while. Placing down the brush where there was not even a droplet of ink spilt from it, the black in Master Sheng's sclera retreated into his pupils and went back to usual.

"What is the urgency?" Master Sheng stood up, straightening his dark green Tang suit. His long braided hair resting on his back swings slightly at each step he took toward the young monk.

"Six... six lamps were extinguished. It's the team that's supposed to handle Wong Xue Guo. They died in the Wong's house." The young monk was anxious, yet his senior looked unruffled from the bad news.

As expected, the senior was one of their lordship's trusted aides and had remained by his side for many years. He must have experienced many shocking events to be able to remain calm before this upsetting news.

"Wong... there will be extremely low chances for us to eliminate her after this."

Eyes flickering uneasily, the young monk hesitantly probed, "Senior, will you be informing our Lordship...?"

"Continue guarding the lamps. I will request for a meeting with His Lordship."

The large knot in the young monk's heart loosened. His senior was truly kind to help him out, especially when this bad news would anger their lord very much. He could also see there were quite a number of names that had yet successfully been eliminated, which would further enrage their Lord.