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The red Ferrari chassis was still emitting thin wisps of smoke. Li Haotian turned off the engine and stuffed the antique pocket watch back into his pocket.

He jumped out of the car and grabbed Lin Yuyan, who was trying to shrink back into the back seat.

"Boss, the red carpet's practically down to your feet, aren't you planning to go in and continue the party?"

Lin Yuyan's face was deathly pale as she pointed at Lin Mo, whose pupils were pitch black, in the back seat, her voice trembling.

"What's wrong with her eyes? They look completely different from before."

Li Haotian glanced at Lin Mo. The girl was leaning back in her chair, her eyes open, but they looked like they contained two obsidian stones, completely devoid of any spirit.

"It's probably because the wind was too strong during takeoff and it got into your eyes. It'll be fine once the swelling goes down."

Su Wan climbed out of the passenger seat, her mechanical legs making a dull metallic clanging sound as they stepped on the floor tiles.

"Boss, I'll stay here and keep watch. I've taken over the air circulation system in the car. If those snipers dare to come over, I'll just blow the car up."

Li Haotian nodded, pulled away Lin Yuyan's hand that was tightly gripping the car door, and dragged her towards the hotel entrance.

"Let's go. Five million in bodyguard fees. I'm still not full. It's a shame to waste that plate of kidneys."

The moment the two figures appeared at the entrance of the Diamond Hall, the noise inside instantly stopped.

Chen Dafa was still standing at the entrance of the cold storage in a daze. When he saw Li Haotian return, the fat flesh on his face trembled like a rattle drum.

"Mr. Li! You...you were performing a stunt just now?"

Li Haotian ignored him and walked straight to the broken round table, picking up a half-eaten, dust-free chicken wing from the wreckage on the ground.

"Fatty Chen, the soundproofing here isn't very good. I thought the renovation crew was breaking down the wall just now."

At this moment, Zhao Tianming crawled out from behind a marble pillar. The cowardly look on his face was gone, replaced by a twisted madness.

Behind him stood a man over two meters tall, wearing a black jacket with a front opening, whose arms were thicker than an average person's thigh.

The man's temples bulged high, and when he stared at Li Haotian, he didn't even blink.

"Hey Li, you can run fast, but here, even if you're a dragon, you'd better coil up!"

Zhao Tianming hid behind the man and screamed, pointing at Li Haotian's nose.

"This is a grandmaster of ancient martial arts invited by the Zhao family, nicknamed 'Thunder God.' You're lucky that the bullet didn't kill you."

The man nicknamed Thunder God took a step forward, and the solid wood floor beneath his feet cracked open with a "crack".

He stretched out his calloused, massive hand and slammed it down on the solid marble statue beside him.

"Bang!"

The millstone-sized stone statue shattered into hundreds of pieces, and dust flew everywhere under the hall lights, choking the rich kids who had to cover their noses and run around.

"You can't interfere in Miss Lin's affairs."

Lei Gong's voice was deep and resonant, like the swaying of a broken bell.

"Get out of here now, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. Otherwise, I'll stuff this tattered vest of yours into my stomach later."

Li Haotian was peeling the skin off a chicken wing when he heard this, and he looked up and spat out a small piece of bone.

"Hey, Thunder God, right? You've done a really sloppy job."

He pointed to the pile of rubble on the ground, a look of disdain on his lips.

"These days, the monkey shows under the overpasses don't break this kind of marble anymore. It's too fake; it's all plaster mixed with cement."

Lei Gong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant, and his thick fingers cracked his knuckles.

"You're asking for it!"

"What's the rush?"

Li Haotian swallowed the last bit of chicken and wiped his fingers with a napkin.

"Let's get straight to the point and skip the fluff. Since you're a trained fighter, let's do something trendy: can you break a boulder on your chest?"

The entire audience was stunned again. Chen Dafa paced anxiously to the side, whispering a reminder.

"Mr. Li, this Lei Gong was brought back by the Zhao family in a private plane. I heard he can catch a blade with his bare hands."

Lei Gong sneered and strode up to Li Haotian, casting a shadow that completely covered Li Haotian.

"Want to play with breaking rocks? With one swipe of my palm, even an elephant's ribs will be shattered to dust."

Li Haotian pointed to his chest, where half of the yellow vest fabric, ruffled by the wind, was still hanging.

"Perfect, I may not have much else, but I'm tough as nails. If you can't break me with this palm strike, you'll have to call me 'Dad,' won't you?"

Zhao Tianming burst into laughter from behind, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

"Uncle Lei, since he wants to die young, why don't you send him on his way! Let's see how long those skinny bones of his can last!"

Lin Yuyan clung tightly to Li Haotian's clothes, her fingernails digging into the greasy vest.

"Dazhu...stop fooling around, that's ancient martial arts true energy, you'll die."

Li Haotian didn't move, his hands were in the pockets of his ripped jeans, his spine was straight, and his eyes were fixed on Lei Gong.

"Come on, put some effort into it, don't look like you haven't eaten."

Lei Gong was completely enraged. He stomped his feet, and the floor tiles beneath his feet exploded.

He clenched his right hand, and a faint bluish-black tinge appeared on his palm, a sign that his blood and qi were circulating to their peak.

The air in the hall seemed to be sucked out by this palm strike, creating a piercing sonic boom.

"ha!"

With a roar, Lei Gong unleashed a powerful palm strike that landed squarely on the center of Li Haotian's chest.

The rich kids around them all closed their eyes in fright, and a few timid women screamed out loud.

In their imagination, Li Haotian should have flown out like a broken sack, crashing through the wall and scattering bone fragments all over the ground.

However, the expected impact sound did not occur.

When Lei Gong struck down with his palm, the sound was excessively crisp, like a porcelain bowl being smashed hard against a steel plate.

Li Haotian didn't move an inch, nor did he even sway his body.

Lei Gong's sinister smile froze instantly, followed by a sharp contraction in his pupils.

He felt as if he hadn't hit a living person, but rather a high-temperature reactor that was spinning wildly.

A terrifying recoil force sprang out from under that tattered vest, as if thousands of volts of high voltage were drilling into his shoulder from his fingertips.

"Crack—"

A series of ear-piercing cracking sounds echoed throughout the Diamond Hall.

Lei Gong's enormous hand, from fingertips to wrist and then to elbow, had bones that looked as if they had been put into a stone crusher.

The originally bluish-black palm suddenly became limp, and the bone fragments inside pierced through the flesh, causing dark red blood to ooze out.

"Awooo—!"

Lei Gong let out a horrific scream, staggered back more than ten steps, and finally landed on his buttocks.

He clutched his broken arm, writhing in pain on the marble floor, sweat pouring down his forehead like raindrops.

Li Haotian looked down at his chest and patted off the ash that had been knocked off by the palm strike.

"I've never seen such a self-harming skill before in my life. Mr. Lei, you have quite the range as an actor."

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and moved closer to Lei Gong.

Zhao Tianming was completely stunned. He looked at the Grandmaster who had fallen to the ground and was groaning in pain, and his legs were shaking like a leaf.

"You...you're not human! What kind of monster are you?!"

Zhao Tianming shrank back, trying to find a place to crawl inside.

Li Haotian's gaze swept across the room and met Zhao Tianming's eyes.

Two tiny golden flames suddenly ignited deep within his pupils, as if they were about to set one's very soul ablaze.

Zhao Tianming's legs went weak, and he no longer cared about his pride as a young master. He slipped and crawled under the dining table.

He was there, clinging to a table leg, shivering like a little devil with malaria.

"Don't kill me...don't kill me! You can have all the money! You can have Lin Yuyan too!"

Lin Yuyan stood to the side, looking at the once majestic Grandmaster now like a dead dog, and then at Zhao Tianming cowering under the table, and felt that the world had completely gone mad.

Li Haotian walked to the table, kicked a chair aside, and bent down to peek at Zhao Tianming inside.

"Young Master Zhao, is it cool in there? Should I put some soil in there to line the bottom?"

Zhao Tianming was so frightened that he shrank back deeper into the room, bumping his forehead against the table beam without daring to utter a sound.

Li Haotian sneered, straightened up, and looked at Chen Dafa, whose face was full of terror.

"Fatty Chen, the quality of your renovation is really bad. This grandmaster hasn't even used his strength yet and his hand is already broken. You have to ask the renovation company for compensation."

Chen Dafa swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll change them tomorrow, all of them will be made of stainless steel!"

Just then, the static in Li Haotian's earpiece suddenly disappeared, replaced by Su Wan's voice, which had a strange quality to it.

"Boss... Lin Mo... she got off the bus."

Li Haotian's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her?"

"I can't keep an eye on them."

Su Wan's voice trembled, "She went straight through the bulletproof glass...like a weightless shadow."

Li Haotian suddenly turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

The heavy solid wood door, which had been closed, was now slowly oozing a jet-black liquid.

The liquid seemed to be alive, crawling into the hall through the cracks in the door, and wherever it went, the white marble floor emitted a putrid stench.

In the middle of the black liquid, a slender figure in a white dress slowly walked in.

Lin Mo lowered her head, her once smooth long hair now looking as if it had been soaked in ink.

Her toes didn't touch the ground; her whole body was three centimeters off the ground, like a wisp of cold smoke drifting in the night.

"Haotian...I...I'm so hungry."

Her voice was devoid of emotion; every word sounded as if it had been carved out of ice.

The rich kids around them hadn't recovered from the fight yet, and upon seeing this, they started screaming and running for their lives again.

Li Haotian stepped forward, blocking Lin Yuyan's path. With a flick of his right wrist, the bronze dagger spun in his palm.

The golden light on the blade was dimmed considerably by the black liquid, and it emitted a hissing sound of resistance.

"Lin Mo, can you hear me?"

Li Haotian's voice was as deep as iron.

Lin Mo suddenly raised his head, and two lines of thick blood suddenly seeped from his two dark eyes.

A wide grin spread across her face, and tiny purple tendrils sprouted from under her fingernails.

"It's not Lin Mo...it's the Mother inviting you...home."

The sound had become a polyphonic overlap, with the voices of hundreds of men, women, and children echoing simultaneously in the hall.

The black liquid on the ground suddenly exploded, turning into dozens of spiky tentacles that stabbed towards Li Haotian's heart.

Li Haotian swung his hand back, and a crescent-shaped golden flame severed the tentacles, but more eyes instantly grew from the severed ends.

"Chen Dafa! Take your men and get into that big freezer in the back kitchen! Quickly!"

Li Haotian roared and, like a golden lightning bolt, crashed directly into the figure in the white dress.

Seeing this, Lin Yuyan collapsed to the ground, crumpling the five million yuan check in her hand into a ball.

Under the night sky outside the window, several black helicopters without any paint were hovering silently.

The hatch opened, and several men wearing silver masks slid down ropes, each holding a huge instrument that shimmered with purple light.

The leader stared at the fierce battle through the floor-to-ceiling window, his voice as cold as frozen meat.

"Vehicle One has awakened and is executing the 'Great Harvest' plan. Except for those golden eyes, everything else... will be wiped out."

Suddenly, a deafening cracking sound came from the load-bearing column on the first floor of the hotel, and the entire building began to tilt to the southeast.

Amid the chaos, Li Haotian glanced back and saw Su Wan dragging her mechanical leg, which was covered in sparks, as she desperately crawled into the hall.

"Boss! That's the self-destruct protocol of the mirror core! This building is going to collapse!"

Li Haotian ducked to avoid a tentacle, then grabbed Lin Mo's cold collar, the golden fire in his pupils completely burning away all reason.

"Han Dehai...is this your backup plan?"

The floor beneath his feet collapsed completely, dragging everyone down into that bottomless purple pit.

And at the bottom of that abyss, a gigantic eye covered with purple veins was slowly opening.

Hook: How will Li Haotian, who has fallen into the abyss, face the mutated Lin Mo? What did Su Wan's mechanical leg sense at the last moment? The identities of those silver-masked men are about to be revealed; what kind of forbidden weapons are the devices in their hands?