Guide Her to Nowhere (NPH) - Chapter 60: He Was Shi Xi

Chapter 60: He Was Shi Xi

Not only could Yi Jin and Chen Qi not persuade him to forgive the murderer of his father and mother, he also had no reason to do so.

Putting themselves in her shoes, they might not have stayed as calm as Qu Tang.

So, they suggested going with her to the Central District. Shi Xi refused, saying it would draw too much attention. If they wanted Qu Tang’s Guide identity exposed, they could go ahead and follow.

Shi Xi was watched not just by his uncle’s family but also by the Elder Council. A sudden Sentinel team at the Shi estate would surely raise eyebrows.

There was another reason too—their team had just taken a mission. Le Zhi and Le Li were out gathering intel and wouldn’t return until tomorrow.

They couldn’t go, and they shouldn’t.

They settled on a plan instead. Once their mission here was done, they’d head to the Central District to find her. Until then, Shi Xi had to keep Qu Tang safe.

Half an hour later, Qu Tang packed her things and got into Shi Xi’s car.

In the car, Qu Tang pulled a crystal ball from her bag and started training her spiritual power. The red and white beads inside moved up and down rhythmically under her control, spinning, then forming numbers—from one up to fifty-six. After that, they began to lose shape.

She set the crystal ball down and rubbed her nose bridge with two fingers to ease her fatigue.

Shi Xi, seated one space away, watched her actions. After a while, Qu Tang looked out the window, still showing no interest in talking.

Shi Xi adjusted the glasses on his nose and asked, “Don’t you suspect I tricked you with fake documents?”

“With your influence, there are plenty of ways to take someone away. I don’t think you’d need or bother with such a hypocritical tactic.”

Qu Tang had her doubts, of course. Shi Xi’s investigation report was detailed. She spotted the heroine’s name in the list of victims’ families in one of the reports.

The victim was the heroine’s aunt. The heroine’s story began with her aunt’s death.

From this, Shi Xi’s documents seemed reliably authentic.

Shi Xi couldn’t tell if Qu Tang’s words were a compliment or a jab. If anything, the latter seemed more likely.

He lost interest, and they rode the rest of the way in silence.

They reached the Shi estate around eight in the evening. As Qu Tang stepped out of the car, a familiar figure hurried toward her.

“Miss Qu!” Butler Zhou said, tears welling in his eyes. “Seeing you again is such a relief.”

“Butler Zhou,” Qu Tang replied. She had a decent impression of him. Back when she worked for the Shi family in District Four, he never looked down on her or troubled her for being a third-class citizen.

“Come with me quickly,” Butler Zhou said. He took her bag without waiting for a reply and led the way, his steps brisk.

Qu Tang glanced back at Shi Xi, who had just gotten out of the car. He nodded, so she followed Butler Zhou.

“What’s wrong with the young master?”

“He—he’s not good,” Butler Zhou said. His earlier excitement sank abruptly. “You’ll see when you meet him.”

If the Shi residence in District Four was a small manor, the one in the Central District was a castle. Night had fallen, and with the lights just coming on, the estate glowed luxuriously under the hazy illumination.

Qu Tang had no mind to admire it. She followed Butler Zhou through twists and turns between buildings, then took an elevator down to the second basement level into a surveillance room.

The room had eight large monitors, all showing different angles of the same space. But “room” didn’t fit—perhaps “hell” was more accurate.

The ceiling, walls, and floor were smeared with red and green bl00d and chunks of flesh.

In the center, a pile of broken plant- and animal-type mutant corpses formed a small hill.

On top sat a figure drenched in bl00d—hardly human anymore. Black ears protruded from his head, and a black tail sprouted from his tailbone. Both were soaked in bl00d, the once-fluffy fur clumped into strands, dripping steadily onto the ground.

Though the monitor couldn’t show his face clearly, the familiar, lazy pose—chin resting on one hand—made Qu Tang recognize him instantly. This person was Shi Xi.