With that, Chen Bitong stood there calmly, waiting for Chen Chuan to make his decision.
Chen Chuan considered this for a moment, then looked up. "Teacher Chen, I have to go deal with the split-off body. That's the primary mission the Defense Department has given me. In the meantime, I hope you can stop the Old Imperial Family's people from crossing through the Rift."
Chen Bitong gazed back at him, his eyes filled with both gratitude and relief. "Captain Chen," he said, "I will hold my ground here and fight to the very end. Go, and fulfill your duty."
Chen Chuan said nothing more. He hefted the Snow Monarch Blade, turned, and walked away. After about twenty paces, as the dust and brilliant light gradually faded behind him, he emerged from the Rift.
The rain outside had stopped, but the crimson glow in the sky remained unfaded. Powerful gusts of air surged from behind him, rushing into the empty plaza ahead.
Fang Zhixin and Yu Lie were waiting for him outside.
