"I understand the situation."

"Lin Xie, you've done an excellent job on this matter. I will commend you in front of 'Number Seven.' I'll also inform the 'Doctor' about Su Zhiqiang's condition before becoming the ultimate weapon."

"There is no hint of progress on the ultimate weapon. The Doctor originally thought that only by obtaining the 'item' from Lilith could the ultimate weapon be developed."

"Now it seems that's not the case."

"Su Zhiqiang is the first 'Rakshasa' we know to truly reach the ultimate weapon level. You've made a great contribution!"

"In the meantime, stay hidden and wait for your rewards and the next instructions."

As Billson finished speaking, there was a "click," and the video was cut off.

Lin Xie stomped his feet in great joy!

Such a big discovery, the reward must be very generous!

He might even get promoted to team leader and become part of the organization's Cyan Level. It isn't impossible, haha!

Suddenly...

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

Three knocks on the door sounded.

"Xie'er, what are you doing in the basement?" A strong middle-aged man's voice came from outside the basement door.

Lin Xie shivered, took several deep breaths to calm his excitement.

He opened the door and smiled, "Master, I'm practicing."

"You, practicing so late at night, is it necessary to be so diligent?"

"Moreover, there's no need to practice in such a crude environment, is there?"

Qin Wudao looked helpless.

"Master's teaching is correct." Lin Xie's voice was gentle, and he smiled.

"Hm?"

Qin Guangming frowned, his gaze fixing on a spot not far from Lin Xie's feet: "How come there's a black robe here?"

Hearing this.

Lin Xie's body instantly tensed up, a bit of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

But in such a dim environment, his oddness wasn't easy to spot.

"Maybe, it's the original owner's of this villa?"

"Now young people are all into cosplay, aren't they?"

"Never mind that."

"I came to tell you something this time."

Qin Wudao shook his head, no longer fixating on the black robe.

He looked away and said, "Tomorrow, I'll introduce you to a talented young man, it's said he experienced a journey in the Dark World."

A talented young man?

Lin Xie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but outwardly he appeared somewhat puzzled, "Master, is it necessary?"

"To exchange and learn from each other."

"Don't underestimate this young talent."

"According to his mother, he spent seven years training in the Western Dark World and possesses great strength."

"Tomorrow, I want you to test this young man's strength for me."

"Of course, just go easy on him."

Qin Wudao chuckled.

Ye Huan.

The man who will become the Qin Family's son-in-law in two weeks.

Qin Wudao, having heard about Ye Huan's life story from Li Luo, became interested when he learned Ye Huan had once fought in the Dark World for seven years.

He wanted to see how Ye Huan compared to the Dragon Gate Inner Sect Disciples in terms of strength.

If there wasn't much difference, or if Ye Huan was half as strong as Lin Xie.

The Qin Family's marriage would not be a particularly bad deal.

Lin Xie nodded slightly, acting very gracefully, "Master, I understand."

"Mm, you continue practicing then. I won't disturb you any longer."

...

Late night.

Capital City, Tingxiang Pavilion, Room 302, bathroom.

"Hss——"

Ye Huan took a sharp breath while soaking in a bathtub filled with green liquid.

This green liquid was a medicinal bath soup, concocted by Huan using a variety of herbs as an excellent treatment for injuries.

However, it hurt a lot!

A burning pain, as if lying in a volcano!

The countless cuts made by Su Zhiqiang emitted a wisp of white smoke the moment they touched the medicinal liquid, along with a steady stream of thick purple clotted blood.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last long.

Due to Huan's strong constitution, and the efficacy of the medicinal liquid being so good, the wounds began to heal and scab over after an hour.

Recovered, Ye Huan exhaled a long breath impure air, a look of pleasure emerging on his face.

Somehow, ever since telling Su Qingqing "we're done" at the abandoned factory, the slight dissatisfaction in Huan's heart had completely vanished.

Perhaps it was because it was a formal breakup, not some muddled end because of misunderstandings, that brought a sense of relief?

Very likely!

Ye Huan shook his head, not wanting to dwell on it any longer.

His expression grew stern.

Su Zhiqiang.

Celestial God!

His strength was comparable to the Western Twelfth Celestial God—Athena!

All because he took a drug from "that organization"!

This kind of astounding drug, which could elevate an ordinary person to the level of a Celestial God, was unprecedented to Ye Huan.

What kind of organization was it?

If they could boost Su Zhiqiang, an ordinary person, to Celestial God status, this organization could turn anyone into a Celestial God.

In that case.

Wouldn't the world fall into chaos?

Moreover, if it truly were so, even if the Western Dark World and the Dragon Gate joined forces, they might not be able to withstand them.

The thing that worried Ye Huan most was how Su Zhiqiang lost his mind after his strength surged, becoming like a "zombie."

If such "zombies" were released into the city...

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Huan's expression grew ever graver, his intuition told him.

He had fallen into a huge conspiracy, a vast swamp.

His intuition also told him.

That organization wouldn't let him go easily.

A larger retaliation was yet to come.

No, he couldn't continue being so passive.

Ye Huan took a deep breath, settling his mind.

He had to take the initiative.

He'd start investigating from "Lin Xie," whom Su Zhiqiang mentioned before dying.

The name sounded like someone from Huaxia.

Ye Huan got out of the bath, dried himself off, and walked into the room.

He unplugged the charger from the end of his phone and called Ye Tiance.

"Can you help me investigate someone?"

"The name is Lin Xie."

"Alright, thanks."

Hung up the phone.

Ye Huan was about to go to sleep.

When another call came in.

Li Luo?

Why call so late?

No wait...

These were the missed calls from earlier at the abandoned factory.

More than ten missed calls, starting three hours ago.

Connected the call.

"Xiao Huan, why are you only answering now?"

"Something came up earlier, what's up?"

"Oh, come to the Li Family club tomorrow morning for some morning tea."

"Can I not go?" Ye Huan felt a bit exasperated.

"This is the last time, just come, alright."

Li Luo changed the subject: "By the way, there'll be a Dragon Gate Inner Sect Disciple who wants to spar with you tomorrow."

Sparring again?

Ye Huan raised an eyebrow, feeling even less inclined to go.

"But ah, that Lin Xie is a Dragon Gate Inner Sect Disciple and Qin Wudao's prized student, you can't beat him up too badly, leave him some dignity."

Lin Xie?

Hearing this name, Ye Huan's expression changed, and he immediately agreed: "What time in the morning?"

"Eight-thirty."

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