Chapter 103: Chapter 91: Ghost Bell, Meeting Time (Seeking First Subscription)The torrential rain poured down, and the halo of neon signs spread across the rainy Tokyo night. But only a single beam of lightning would favor this abandoned building in a remote corner.

    At this moment, within the floor shrouded in darkness.

    From afar, Ghost Bell stared motionlessly at Black Cocoon.

    And Black Cocoon was hanging upside down beneath the ceiling. He shifted his gaze from the book, slowly turning his head to look at this unexpected visitor who suddenly appeared on the floor.

    With just a glance at the other, he lowered his gaze again, continuing to flip through the book in his hand titled "How to Escape the Negative Impact of One’s Original Family."

    After a moment, he spoke unhurriedly:

    "Mr. Gu Zhuo Case, oh no... now to address you as ’Mr. Ghost Bell’... you are truly punctual, I thought you had gone home to discipline your child, but surprisingly you remembered me, this insignificant outsider. It’s really touching, I’m so touched I could almost cry." Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Amidst the roar, a fleeting flash of lightning once again illuminated the stern figure standing in the center of the floor—he wore a metal helmet with a Z-shaped pattern, draped in a pitch-black cloak, slitting his crimson eyes, a streak of violent light at the corner of his eye in the darkness.

    Ghost Bell walked slowly toward Black Cocoon, his footsteps echoing, as a heavy metallic voice transmitted from behind the mask:

    "Tell me, why do you know these things?"

    "What are you referring to?"

    "Don’t play dumb..." Ghost Bell lowered his voice.

    Black Cocoon rustled through the pages, suddenly enlightened: "Oh, I understand. You’re referring to: why I would know about your affair with the underworld boss’s wife."

    He scratched his chin: "But more than that, I actually want to remind you: our poor little widow, Mr. Ghost Bell, has been a widower for five years, finding a new girlfriend is not illegal, and your wife won’t climb out of the grave to kick your ass."

    "Be bold. Embrace a new life courageously, Mr. Ghost Bell."

    As Black Cocoon’s last words fell, Ghost Bell suddenly stopped in his tracks.

    At that moment, as if a train roared through the sky, thunder burst forth. Lightning streaked across the gray sky, bringing a fleeting daylight, momentarily illuminating the motionless figure in the middle of the floor.

    By the time the lightning faded, Ghost Bell’s presence was already nowhere to be seen.

    The next instant, Ghost Bell’s face reflected within Black Cocoon’s pupils, those violent, blood-red eyes within inches.

    He yanked Black Cocoon down from above the ceiling, his actions as natural as fetching a toy package from a convenience store shelf.

    With a "crack", the restraint belt burst open.

    Immediately, Ghost Bell raised his hand to grasp Black Cocoon’s neck, pressing him against the wall—such a one-sided battle required no abilities, as pure strength and speed already achieved the most basic, primitive overwhelming force.

    "Why do you know so much about me... and those around me?" Ghost Bell rasped out each word hoarsely.

    Though his neck was seized, and his legs dangled in the air, Black Cocoon’s expression remained calm.

    Amused, he looked at Ghost Bell, saying, "Why are you angry, and why so uneasy, Mr. Ghost Bell?"

    Ghost Bell remained silent, simply squinting his eyes, and stared intently at him.

    "I understand... you’re angry about your own incompetence, you’re also angry that Gu Qiye became a Mutant without consulting you first... but abandoning your children for two years, pretending to come back now, acting all willing to be beaten without complaint, do you think in his eyes, these past two years can be easily written off?"

    Saying this, Black Cocoon slowly averted his gaze, with a hint of regret in his voice:

    "The pity is: it’s already too late. Gu Qiye has been used by the United Nations as a pawn, do you think they wouldn’t have thoroughly investigated his background? No... they used Gu Qiye’s obsession with Rainbow Wings, treating him as a tool."

    "And when the day comes when your son truly enters Rainbow Wings, thinking he can uncover the truth about his mother, he unknowingly steps into Hell."

    Ghost Bell tightened his grip around his neck, his low growl resounding through the building like thunder:

    "Shut up!"

    Black Cocoon coughed twice, letting out a hoarse laugh from his throat, as if mocking him.

    He said: "To the United Nations, your good son is merely a piece of scrap paper to be discarded after use, once they drain his value, they will symbolically hold a memorial for Mr. Blue Arc, just like... five years ago, they paid off your dead wife with tens of thousands of yuan."

    "And the cause of all this... is precisely you, the father who is oblivious to his own children."

    Black Cocoon’s voice was as calm as if reciting history, then he cast a sympathetic look at the other:

    "You are repeating the same mistakes again, Mr. Ghost Bell."

    With these words, a silence enveloped the two, as Ghost Bell stood in place, recalling the scene from five years ago where he witnessed his wife dying.

    Black Cocoon used the restraint belt to pick up the book "How to Escape the Negative Impact of One’s Original Family" from the ground, and said slowly:

    "You could have realized it earlier—if you had been willing to come back over the past two years, even just once... but you didn’t, you entrusted both children entirely to Gu Qiye."

    "While taking care of both children for you, he also had to face high pressure daily, risking his life, cleaning up after the authorities you detest. He fought so hard to tell himself that a powerless, self-destructive father a truth..."