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Chapter 809 806. The Shadow of War (4k monthly ticket required~)

He learned the news while having breakfast.

Kong Chen put down his knife and fork, took the newspaper almost instinctively, and spread it out in front of him skillfully. His eyes stayed on the words, but he was completely unable to put them together into any meaningful words.

The visitor patted him on the shoulder, then walked towards the master bedroom with a slightly apologetic look.

Not long after, heart-wrenching cries were heard from inside.

Then came the roars at the top of his lungs, irrational questioning and insults.

Finally, there were brief sobs mixed with some careful words of comfort.

Kong Chen closed the newspaper and looked up at the clock.

He stood up and walked to the door of the master bedroom, raising his hand to push the door open.

However, as soon as he touched the handle, his movements stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, he said to his wife inside:
"I'll go out and see."

After saying this, he turned and walked out.

After going downstairs, Kong Chen drove to the nearest federal building.

The scene outside the car window was no different from usual. The number of pedestrians had not changed, the usually brand new high-rise buildings had not become old, and the bright sunshine brought a comfortable warmth.

And his only son had just died in the Southern Confederacy.

They probably didn't tell her, but they told themselves.

When Kong Lu died, his body was not even intact. His head was brutally torn off, and his body was thrown from a high altitude and smashed to pieces.

In this situation, it is impossible for the people with special abilities present to preserve his body, and even if they did, there would be no possibility of saving it.

The boy's appearance began to appear in his mind, and countless fragments of memory began to flash.

He had never realized so deeply that he was a terrible father.

If he hadn't been too busy with work in his early years and had no time to take care of Kong Lu, if he hadn't been too strict with him when he was a child, if his mother hadn't been too doting on him when he was a child, if he hadn't been so indulgent after he started his career...

If not, if not, if not...

Countless ifs flashed through his mind.

None of this makes sense anymore.

The man parked the car and walked towards the main entrance of the building with steady steps.

The moment he crossed the threshold, familiar memories came flooding back to him. He had been semi-retired for many years, and he realized long ago that he could not move forward.

And he had gone far enough.

If you think about it carefully, he hardly made any mistakes at work and no one could blame him, but why couldn't he do as well at home as he did at work?

Kong Chen didn't think about this problem carefully, it was too late now.

He stepped into the teleporter and walked out again.

Kong Lu is dead, and he can't change anything.

But there is good news.

The Sun God rejected Shadow's proposal for a truce.

Although he has been away from here for many years, his skills are not too rusty, and he still has many friends to use. However, before finding them, he has someone to meet.

"Are you there?" He knocked on the door.

Zhao Guanwu replied:

"come in."

Kong Chen pushed the door open and looked at Zhao Guanwu who had already packed up his things.

Apparently the other party received the federal notice earlier than him.

"Why did he die?"

Kong Chen asked an almost accusatory question before he realized what he had said.

The old man sighed and looked at this relatively capable junior:

"I prepared armor for him that could be used remotely, but what he was involved in was too dangerous, and the decisions he made were too reckless, even I could not stop him." The one who killed him was the sun god, one of the most terrible creatures of our time.

"If before this we could still think that he might be far inferior to Theran because he was just born, now we must realize how dangerous he is.

"Xiaochen, you may think I am talking without any worries, but I must advise you...

"let it go."

Kong Chen replied:
"He is my son."

Zhao Guanwu looked at him and sighed:

"You can't get revenge."

Kong Chen replied without any emotion:

"I know, I didn't think I had to kill him, I knew that.

"But I can use all my methods to disgust him and make everything go wrong for him. Didn't he reject the armistice agreement with the Federation and say he wanted a war? Then we will give him a war.

"I know we'll have to make peace with him eventually, but what's the least I can do before that?"

Zhao Guanwu asked:
"What can you do?"

Kong Chen replied:
"I don't know, but I can do something."

Zhao Guanwu shook his head:
"Go back and stay with your wife. To tell you the unpleasant truth, your son is a bastard. Even if nothing happened to him today, he will die in someone's revenge sooner or later."

Kong Chen then replied:
"I know, but I can't accept him dying in front of my eyes. He...

"He's still so young."

Seeing this, Zhao Guanwu said with sympathy:
"I understand, but we have to learn to move on. This is a cruel world. Gods and monsters are like the natural laws of this world. Just treat him as if he was killed by a meteorite falling from the sky."

Kong Chen said:

"So you won't help me."

Zhao Guanwu nodded:
“It was his own choice, and I reminded him of that.

“We all get to choose our own path, and you have the right to choose your own path.

"But you'd better think about it again."

Kong Chen nodded slightly to him:

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your help over the years."

After saying that, he turned and left with a determined look.

He didn't hear a word Zhao Guanwu said.

Yes, it might be unnecessary, and maybe he couldn't really hurt the other person, but at least he could make the other person unhappy as much as possible, and unlike his son, he was very good at this kind of thing.

He will not expose himself to the other party, nor will he confront the other party head-on.

The other party will not be aware of your existence.

Even many people in the Federation might not realize what he had done.

He has many friends, first of all the elders of the Nie family, and the younger generations of their family are participating in this matter.

Kong Chen took out his cell phone and dialed a few numbers.

"Hey." A slender white hand was placed on his shoulder.

Kong Chen turned around suddenly, but saw nothing.

But a clear voice came to his ears:
"Well, you're the fourth one."

Then he felt someone pushing him hard, and his body slammed into the wall, but the touch he felt from the front was not a firm and cold one.

But it's scorching hot.

He didn't even have time to scream before he was overwhelmed by the burning pain.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Cherubim nodded slightly:
"It should be fine."

Kong Chen, who was pushed against the wall, had already melted into the wall, and his incomplete outline...

Like a bloody sun.