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The cool, intelligent spring rain is still falling.

Standing in front of the public telephone, Chen Feng raised his hand and scratched his cheek, as if he had encountered something troublesome.

After a moment, he hesitated before hanging up the phone and walking out of the retro public phone booth on the street.

Over the phone, Su Qingyuan told Chen Feng all the possible purposes of Mo Chen's special envoy's trip, and repeatedly told Chen Feng not to use force or run away.

"It could be a check and balance among the special envoys, or it could be a competition between the upper cities. They all want to use you as a bargaining chip to manipulate the situation."

"But Chen Feng, you don't need to be afraid. This is Gu Yong Shangcheng. Even the special envoys have to follow the rules here."

"Wait a moment, I'll send someone to pick you up right away!"

Su Qingyuan's words still seemed to echo in my ears.

Two deep engine roars suddenly shattered the tranquility of the rainy night in the early morning.

Two all-black sedans with matte finishes glided silently towards Chen Feng and came to a steady stop in front of him, blocking his and Xiao Ning's path forward and backward.

"dad."

Xiao Ning seemed to sense the murderous intent, and her pretty face turned serious.

The Star Velvet Beast in Xiao Ning's arms jumped out and growled at the car with its fur standing on end.

The car door opened with a click.

Two men in black uniforms, exuding a cold aura, got off the bus one after the other.

They stood tall and imposing, exuding a calm and collected aura. Their eyes and brows carried an undisguised sense of oppression, and their clothing bore a powerful emblem—a dark blade shrouded in dust against a black background.

It is the unique identity emblem of the Mo Chen Special Envoy Delegation.

The gentle atmosphere of the rainy night was instantly shattered, and a tense and chilling aura quietly enveloped Chen Feng and the others.

The first man to get off the bus slowly walked up to Chen Feng.

Looking intently at Chen Feng, his tone was indifferent yet carried a strong sense of threat: "Chen Feng, by order of the special envoy, you are to come with us to cooperate with the investigation."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried the assertiveness of someone who had long held power and carried out official duties.

Chen Feng shielded Xiao Ning behind him, blocking the cold, oppressive aura emanating from the man in front of him.

His expression remained calm and composed, without the slightest hint of panic.

"I will not go with you. Until I see any approval from the military, I will remain a vassal of the Su family."

Chen Feng said calmly.

"Furthermore, I am legally residing in Gu Yong Shangcheng and have not violated any regulations. You have no right to summon or detain me without my consent."

The man in black lowered his brows slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and the aura around him suddenly became heavy—he was actually a Desolate Rank expert!

Chen Feng seemed to realize something.

The man then said with a cold laugh, "Chen Feng, disobeying the special envoy's orders will have consequences that the Su family alone cannot bear."

"Since we've come this far, I'll get straight to the point," Chen Feng said with a cold laugh.

"oh?"

"I am a vassal of the Su family, and it was the special envoy Xia Zhi who introduced me here. Therefore, it is not your place to lecture me here in Gu Yong Shang City. So please be well-prepared and don't..."

Just then!

A dark, cold, and utterly devoid of warmth in his gaze.

It pierced through the misty rain curtain and landed precisely on Chen Feng's face from a distance.

That gaze was not like a line of sight, but rather like an invisible, sharp blade, which sliced ​​through Chen Feng's right cheek in the next instant!

A thin line of blood appeared without warning, running diagonally from the jaw to the cheekbone. When the cool spring rain touched it, it caused a tingling, painful sensation.

Chen Feng's pupils narrowed slightly, and alarm bells rang in his mind instantly.

He had heard from Su Qingyuan that the special envoy Mo Chen was unpredictable and possessed unfathomable strength.

Unexpectedly, with just a glance, the other party was able to pierce Chen Feng's skin, which was as hard as iron, from ten meters away, making it impossible to defend against.

Upon seeing Chen Feng injured, Xiao Ning's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

His young face was filled with unprecedented anger and a resolute determination to protect his father: "Don't you dare hurt my dad!"

The Star Velvet Beast's fluffy white fur suddenly bristled, its small body tensed, and it let out low, menacing growls, its round eyes filled with vigilance and anger.

Xiao Ning's voice instantly broke the deathly silence of the scene.

Chen Feng immediately snapped out of his daze, ignoring the wound on his face. He stretched out his long arm, firmly grasped Xiao Ning's slender wrist, and once again shielded her behind him.

"Xiao Ning, don't be impulsive, stay behind me."

At the same time, Chen Feng looked up at the back seat of the black business car with its windows tightly closed. The gentleness in his eyes completely disappeared, leaving only a deep and chilling coldness.

The gentle, intelligent spring rain continues to fall.

The golden light strips rippled gently, but the tranquility of this rainy night had already been completely shattered.

Just as the atmosphere on the scene reached its peak of tension, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from the distance of the street!

Unlike the deep, steady engine sound of the black car, this sound was powerful and rapid, with extreme speed and impact, fiercely cutting through the rainy night in the early morning and crushing the sound of the rain.

A top-of-the-line luxury car with a matte silver-gray finish and extremely smooth lines drove directly to within a few meters of the black business car before suddenly braking hard.

The piercing yet precise screech of brakes instantly exploded in everyone's ears.

The members of the special envoy delegation who were originally confronting Chen Feng instantly turned their heads and subconsciously looked at the luxury car that had suddenly barged in, their eyes full of vigilance and astonishment.

Within Gu Yong's territory, there are very few people who dare to disregard order and forcefully intervene in the special envoy's official business.

The car door opened and closed silently on its own the next second.

A plump yet upright figure stepped off the car in the rain.

It was Chen Feng's mentor—Yu Qian.

"Chen Feng, why didn't you say anything before coming out? Are you alright?"

The brief inquiry, devoid of surging anger, carried a steady, reassuring force that instantly calmed the tense and unbalanced atmosphere.

The chilling glint in Chen Feng's eyes faded slightly, and he said calmly, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

The special envoy from the Desolate Rank, Mo Chen, immediately turned grim and was about to step forward to negotiate with Yu Qian.

A cold and overwhelming power of consciousness instantly appeared in Chen Feng's field of vision and accurately struck the depths of the consciousness of the two special envoys, causing them to stop in their tracks.

This intention is formless and intangible; ordinary people cannot hear or perceive it at all.

However, for Chen Feng, who possessed the peak of the Hong-level sea of ​​consciousness cultivation, it was all too obvious.

"Let's go."

These three simple words carried the unyielding killing intent of the mysterious man.

Immediately afterwards, a second thought descended, its tone flat, seemingly explaining his decision, but more likely concealing their true intentions.

"We have the remaining money; don't act yet."