The goldfinch flew across the streets and alleys and came to an apartment building. Without stopping, it flew straight into the window on the third floor.
Finally it fell on the shoulder of a black-haired young man.
"Eat it."
Chen Lun took out a handful of prepared wheat grains, spread out his palm and handed it to the goldfinch. The goldfinch pecked at it a few times and started chirping.
"As expected, the shelter came to our door..."
His eyes dropped.
When leaving the association party that night, he was ambushed by Mollymore, who obviously wanted to avenge the "gentleman", so he staged a mantis catching a cicada. But in fact, the shelter and the Red Apple Church had already joined forces to capture and suppress the association members, and their main attention was on Mollymore.
They played the role of the oriole, and after they were "defeated and killed", they attacked Mollymer together.
But his strength far exceeded everyone's expectations. Not only did he not die at the hands of Mollymo, but he also turned the tables on him. He even managed to escape calmly with the help of two Sequence 7s.
At that time, after Maggie's Tears helped him resist Roderick's mental attack, it triggered side effects, and he even tried to show his presence in front of them in a very childish way.
This is a great shame for Newman and Roderick.
As the four most powerful supernatural forces in Amber City, the Shelter and the Red Apple Church jointly kicked out the History and Ritual Association and wiped out a group of supernaturals in the wild. With the Moon Church remaining neutral, the mysterious realm of the entire city is basically decided by these two families.
They will not allow themselves to continue jumping around in Amber City.
The Red Apple Church already knows his true identity, and it is definitely a situation of life and death.
Fortunately, with the help of spiritual intuition, Chen Lun sensed the crisis, and used divination to predict some words, so he took Floyd and Connie away from Jack Manor in advance.
He dismissed the servants and coachman and hid in the dark for a while.
"It's a pity that the machines and tools..."
Chen Lun felt a pang of pain as he thought about it. He had spent tens or even hundreds of pounds custom-making this thing, and now it was confiscated by someone. He couldn't swallow this humiliation.
"Mr. Jack, I made you a cup of tea."
Connie came over with a cup of tea, her face full of worry.
Chen Lun let the goldfinch go, took the teacup and took a sip.
"Connie, please don't go to school for the time being... I'm sorry for causing trouble for you."
"It's okay, Mr. Jack. It's just right that I can calm down and study the painting. I can also read books to Miss Floyd."
Connie smiled. On the sofa behind her, Floy was sitting quietly, and a maid was holding a newspaper and reading it haltingly beside her.
"Don't worry, I'll get this sorted out soon."
Chen Lun said.
Connie nodded, seeming to trust him.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Then Walsh came in, walked quickly to Chen Lun's side, and whispered:
"Mr. Jack, Master Noah invites you over."
"Okay, I understand."
Chen Lun said hello to Connie and Floy and followed Walsh out.
As he passed the corridor, he once again looked at the paintings hanging on the walls. These were all Noah's works. Although Chen Lun's appreciation level was limited, he could still see the excellence of these paintings.
Coincidentally, just as he was evacuating Jack Manor, he met "Little Fatty" Noah who was forced to stay on the street because of the collapse of his carriage.
When Noah saw Chen Lun, he was delighted, and then he came over and whispered that he was here to see him. Chen Lun was surprised, but Noah soon explained that he had heard that Chen Lun was wanted and was willing to come to help him.
There is no good thing in this world without reason. Chen Lun immediately became alert.
But Noah's next words lowered his guard a little.
"Mr. Jack, my mother and brother were both persecuted by the asylum and the Red Apple Church. My brother Rex even died in an assassination attempt... Even my current state is caused by the Red Apple Church."
Noah still looked shy, but hatred was flashing behind his glasses.
He said he could give Chen Lun a temporary place to stay to avoid searches.
As far as Chen Lun knew, the relationship between the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce and the shelter was indeed not very good, but he once thought that it was only due to a conflict of interest. He did not expect that there was a hidden story behind it.
It just so happened that he also wanted to contact this future villain BOSS, so he agreed. But before that, Chen Lun secretly divined, and he gently let go of the silver cane in his hand, and the cane stood quietly.
I have confidence that this trip will not be dangerous.
So Chen Lun followed Noah to the apartment they were in now. This was his temporary residence and the property of the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce.
Knock knock.
Walsh knocked on the door and Noah's voice came from inside.
"Come in."
The door opened and Chen Lun followed Walsh in.
Noah's round body was sitting on a small chair, painting on a canvas. His movements were very fast, which was inconsistent with his huge body. He created a painting at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.
The painting shows a woman wearing a silver robe. She looks elegant and graceful, but judging from her appearance, she is only about 28 or 29 years old.
"Uncle Walsh, I want to talk to Mr. Jack alone."
Noah put down his brush and paint palette and gave Walsh an apologetic smile.
"I will follow your wishes, Master Noah."
Walsh touched his chest respectfully and saluted, then stepped out and closed the door behind him.
Click.
"Mr. Jack, please take a seat."
Noah smiled slightly, revealing a dimple.
Chen Lun took off his hat, nodded, then found a chair and sat down casually.
"It can be seen that Mr. Jack is a powerful transcendent... But the background of the shelter and the Red Apple Church is unfathomable, you still need to be careful."
Noah said.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Noah."
"No no... don't call me Mr., just call me by my first name."
Noah looked a little embarrassed and said with a red face.
"Okay, Noah."
Chen Lun said this, pointing at the painting behind the other person.
"Excuse me, that painting is... ?"
"Oh, this is my mother, Blaise."
After hearing Chen Lun's name, Noah felt much more at ease and introduced him with a smile.
"I have loved painting since I was a child. I am not very interested in the family business. Maybe I have some talent, so my mother and brother support me to pursue this path... And the one I paint the most is my mother."
When Noah talked about painting, his eyes lit up and it was obvious that he loved it very much.
Chen Lun was silent.
He had heard of the name Blaise, but only that... because He was a saint.
—A saint who has lived in the "Shuoli Capital" of the Southernmost Kingdom for a long time.
At that time, Chen Lun was just a mid-sequence transcendent and was not qualified to meet the "Silver Dragon Witch", but he knew that she was the spiritual pillar behind the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce as well as the military pillar.
But no one expected that Noah would be his son, and it was even more unclear why the future Noah would become one of the villain bosses in version 2.0.
Then, the two started talking about some painting topics.
Taking advantage of his status as a time traveler, Chen Lun recounted many stories of great painters from previous lives and some of their painting concepts, which amazed Noah again and again.
Noah's favorability towards you has increased! Currently it is close!
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.
"It's been a real pleasure talking to you, Mr. Jack, it's a pity you're not interested in painting, otherwise I think you could make a great painter."
Noah sighed.
Chen Lun smiled and said nothing.
"But I think your appearance might be more suitable for being a model. Over the years, I have rarely met a man as handsome as you..."
Noah adjusted the round-frame glasses on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses sparkled with excitement.
"???"
Chen Lun's heart skipped a beat.
Does Noah have any other strange habits? How come I don't know!
"How about... "
"Oh, don't get me wrong, Mr. Jack."
Noah picked up the paintbrush and put on a serious face.
"You don't need to take off your clothes. I have memorized your body in my mind and can definitely restore every muscle perfectly..."
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