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"It's broken?"

"Yes, it broke down. I pressed him for an answer, but he wouldn't say anything. In the end, he just drank himself into a stupor and collapsed on the ground."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"So what's the situation now?"

"Now? Now there are eight orthodox groups, and they have also introduced some spokespeople and established the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, which can be considered an official organization nowadays."

After Wang Dali finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xuan again, his eyes slightly warm:

"Brother Lin, I'm really surprised you say you don't know these things. Your skills must have some origin, right?"

Lin Xuan remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he spoke:

"My origins... are hard to explain."

Wang Dali suddenly grinned and patted his chest.

"I'm very good at judging people! You could say it's one of my special skills, so I trust you. Don't worry, since I consider you a brother, I won't tell anyone about your affairs!"

Thank you!

"Haha, I said I'd work with you, so I'll acknowledge you. As for your background and your methods, I don't care! As long as there's a painful fight, I'm satisfied!"

Looking at Wang Dali's sincere smile.

Lin Xuan raised his coffee cup and nodded solemnly:

"Understood, brother!"

The two laughed and clinked their glasses.

Put the cup down.

The two have clearly grown closer.

The subtle distance between us that we had before has also disappeared.

"Brother Lin, are you injured?"

As he spoke, Wang Dali leaned forward, his nose twitching twice.

"Moreover, the injury was quite serious. Not only was his blood and qi weak, but the energy within his body was also much weaker."

Lin Xuan was truly shocked this time; his eyesight was incredible.

Great!

He frankly admitted:

"Yes, I encountered some trouble before. In order to protect others, I resorted to some means, which damaged my strength."

"Very good!"

Wang Dali slammed his hand on the table in excitement.

Lin Xuan looked at him with some confusion.

I'm injured, why are you so agitated?

"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I'm just excited that someone who could beat you up like this must be a strong person! That's what makes it interesting! Otherwise, playing house with those ordinary people all day long would be so boring."

Wang Dali scratched his head and explained with a smile.

Lin Xuan: ......

Well, what a madman!

"Soon, once my injuries have healed a bit, I'll go settle the score with them!"

"Okay! You absolutely have to call me, I've been so bored lately!"

"OK..."

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The two chatted for a while longer.

At noon, they had a simple meal, and then Wang Dali left first.

After seeing him off, Lin Xuan took a taxi to An's Group.

Now that the matter with the Tong family is over, it's time for me to go back to work.

1:30 PM.

The lunch break had just ended, and the office was still filled with a lazy atmosphere.

Lin Xuan entered the office, first informed Su Yurou, and then returned to his seat, turned on his computer, and began working.

Although the Tong family's ecological park project has been secured, there are still some follow-up matters that need to be addressed.

Coordination, follow-up, reporting...

Nothing less.

He was intently watching the data on the screen when a faint scent of perfume wafted over.

Feng Yiran walked over with a freshly brewed cup of coffee.

She was wearing work clothes today, with the neckline just right.

"Brother Lin, have some coffee to wake yourself up~" Her voice was still soft.

As she spoke, she gently placed the coffee next to Lin Xuan, her hand inadvertently touching his.

Lin Xuan didn't even look up, his gaze still fixed on the screen, and simply spoke:

"Thanks."

Feng Yiran's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered.

She didn't leave; instead, she bent down and rested her arms on the edge of Lin Xuan's table at this angle.

It made her neckline subtly reveal her figure.

"Brother Lin, I've finished compiling the follow-up data for the eco-park project. Would you like to take a look? There are some things I'm unsure about and would like to ask you for advice."

She leaned closer, almost touching Lin Xuan's ear.

Lin Xuan finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over her before quickly looking away.

"Just send it to my email. I'm busy right now, I'll look at it later."

"Oh... okay."

Feng Yiran awkwardly got up and turned to leave.

However, a hint of resentment still lingered on his face.

Similar incidents occurred two or three more times throughout the afternoon.

It's clear that Feng Yiran's offensive is very fierce.

Unfortunately, Lin Xuan was focused on his work and didn't care.

It's a little past four o'clock.

With his work finished, Lin Xuan rubbed his slightly sore temples.

correct!

He suddenly remembered An Lan.

It's been over a week since the attack on her in the garage a couple of days ago. I wonder if she's having any more trouble?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan stood up.

I've decided to ask at the top.

Step into the elevator, which slowly ascends.

Lin Xuan pondered whether he should ask An Lan if she needed a bodyguard like Wang Dali.

She said she would strengthen security.

But now that I know about these eight forces and the existence of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance... I feel that the power of ordinary people is still somewhat weak.

"bite--"

Just then, the elevator doors opened.

A man walked in.

The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a tall and straight figure, wearing a very well-fitting suit made of an expensive-looking fabric.

He was handsome, with a composed air about someone who had long held a high position, his gaze fixed ahead, his steps steady.

The two brushed past each other without even glancing at Lin Xuan, as if they hadn't noticed him at all.

Who is this?

Lin Xuan instinctively stepped aside to make way.

People who can appear here are most likely not ordinary employees.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"Brother Lin, you're here?"

An Lan's secretary, Zhou Yu, spoke up, her voice filled with enthusiasm.

She had just been standing respectfully behind the secretary's desk, watching the man leave.

She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief only when the elevator descended.

"Busy, Xiaoyu. By the way, is President An here?"

Zhou Yu shook his head: "No, President An hasn't been to the company these past few days."

"None of them came?"

Lin Xuan frowned.

Could something have happened?

He immediately mobilized the little remaining true essence in his body to sense the Soul-Chasing Technique mark left in An Lan's body.

The mark is still there, and it's very clear.

The location... is in the west, far away, and the pulse is very normal, with a very stable life force.

He felt slightly relieved and then continued to ask, "How long has it been? Did they say where they went?"

If it were an ordinary employee, they wouldn't dare to ask.

Zhou Yu would not answer!

But he couldn't withstand Lin Xuan standing before him!

She showed no impatience, but explained softly:

"I haven't come since last Tuesday, but I call Ms. An every day to report on the situation. She also said that she has been working from home recently due to some personal reasons."

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

That's it!

"Hmm? Residential? The staff quarters across the street?"

"No, Brother Lin, President An said it's at the An family's manor, in the western suburbs."

Anjia Manor?

Lin Xuan suddenly realized.