Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

There were no threats, no extortion, just a casual greeting.

But this greeting was more unsettling than any threat.

The other party knew his name.

The other party knew he had killed someone.

Several thoughts flashed through Yang Han's mind in an instant.

People from the Demon Thieves' Guild? Impossible. That tall guy already said that only the two of them knew, and he didn't seem to be lying.

The guards at the city gate? They were just giving me a heads-up. They might know the Demon Thieves were looking for me, but they had no reason or ability to find out to this extent.

Yang Han did not immediately delete the message, nor did he panic and run away.

Looking around, the night was deep and the lights in the residential buildings were sparse, and there was no feeling of being watched.

His two points of spiritual power gave him extremely keen intuition; at this moment, no one should be watching him.

Yang Han quickly calmed down, tapped his fingers lightly on the screen, and replied with three words.

"Who are you?"

The message was replied to quickly.

"Someone who wants to be your friend. Qingchi Road, midnight café, I'll wait for you for half an hour."

Without any unnecessary words, the time and place were given directly.

This is a kind of confidence, a certainty that he will definitely go.

Upon seeing this message, Yang Han calmed down instead.

If the other party has this ability, and really wants to harm him, there's no need for them to go to such lengths.

Such politeness actually shows that there was no intention to kill.

Yang Han resealed the bottle of intermediate-grade Star Source Medicine that he had just opened and put it back in his pocket.

He then quietly left the rooftop, changed into a very ordinary set of casual clothes, and tiptoed away from home.

……

Qingchi Road.

There's a night market road not far from Yang Han's house; it's about a ten-minute run away.

Clearly, everything was done intentionally by the other party.

At this time, only a few tables of customers remained in the coffee shop, mostly couples engrossed in their smart devices.

Yang Han pushed open the door and entered, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire room.

In a booth by the window, a man nodded slightly to him.

He was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old, dressed in a well-fitting business casual suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and exuding a calm and refined demeanor.

On the table in front of him were two steaming cups of coffee.

Yang Han walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down calmly.

"Yang Han, it's been a long time," the middle-aged man said with a smile, his voice gentle.

Yang Han didn't speak, but just looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"You don't need to be nervous. If I had any ill intentions, I wouldn't have needed to talk to you alone."

Yang Han remained silent.

This composed and dignified demeanor earned a hint of approval from the middle-aged man.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhang Qi, and I am the manager of Zhang's Star Energy Co., Ltd."

Zhang's Star Energy!

Yang Han's heart skipped a beat.

It was them.

"That Star Origin Talent Potion belongs to us." Zhang Qi didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Yang Han said without changing his expression, denying it outright.

Zhang Qi smiled, as if he had expected him to say that. He adjusted his glasses and said slowly, "Yang Han, although our company hasn't been established for long, we still have some ability to find people."

"We found that a few days ago, someone searched for three keywords simultaneously in the digital library: 'Magic Thief's Gate,' 'Star Source Talent Potion,' and... our Zhang Family Star Energy."

Yang Han's breath hitched.

He didn't expect that the problem lay in the library.

In this information age, any search on the public internet leaves a trace.

I was careless.

"I initially thought he was just a lucky student who found something and was also a bit curious." Zhang Qi's gaze, behind his glasses, calmly scrutinized Yang Han.

"But I didn't expect that you not only took the items, but also took care of the two pursuers sent by the Demon Thieves Sect. One was a ninth-level Transcendent Realm cultivator, and the other... was a Meridian Opening Realm expert who had already opened five star meridians."

Zhang Qi's tone was calm, but the information he conveyed stirred up waves in Yang Han's heart.

The other party not only knew that he had taken the potion, but also knew the details of his killing in the wilderness!

"As for the two corpses in the ruins outside the city," Zhang Qi picked up his coffee, took a sip, and continued, "you don't need to worry. I've already had them cleaned up. Even the stick you threw into the pit has been completely reduced to dust. I guarantee no one will be able to find any trace of it."

A chill ran up Yang Han's spine.

The other party's power exceeded his imagination. Not only could they find him with pinpoint accuracy, but they could also silently erase all traces afterward.

"If you have something to say, please speak frankly," Yang Han finally said.

The fact that the other party not only knew everything about him, but also helped him cover up any potential traces, shows that they really had no malicious intent.

What I'm saying now is nothing more than a deterrent.

"Let's be friends." Zhang Qi put down his coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes behind his glasses revealed the shrewdness of a businessman. "That potion is worth two million Alliance Coins. It's a huge sum for a student, but for the Zhang family, it's nothing. Losing it is no big deal."

"Then why...?"

"What we really care about is that this medicine must not fall into the hands of its buyer," Zhang Qi interrupted Yang Han, revealing a crucial piece of information.

Buyer?

Yang Han recalled the scene from that night when the bald, burly man made the deal with the Demon Thieves' Guild. Tao San of the Demon Thieves' Guild was the seller, and the bald, burly man was the buyer. Was there another force behind the bald, burly man?

Seeing Yang Han's thoughtful expression, Zhang Qi nodded in satisfaction: "It seems you're very clever. The Star Origin Talent Potion was developed by one of our company's genius researchers, but it hasn't been released to the market due to its obvious uncertainties and drawbacks."

"Unexpectedly, one of them was stolen by an insider in collusion with the Demon Thieves. If it falls into the hands of a buyer, who can solve the problem before us and then put it on the market, it will cause huge losses to the company."

He paused, then added, "So, it's better for you to take it than for them to take it. At least you're just a student who wants to become stronger, not an enemy who wants to use this to attack us."

These words were reasonable, and Yang Han relaxed a bit.

"So, is the potion still with you, or has it already been consumed?" Zhang Qi asked a crucial question.

"I drank it," Yang Han said without hiding anything.

"Oh?" Zhang Qi's eyes lit up. "Has something unusual happened?"

"It happened, and it was a benign mutation. However, my talent is very low, so the increase was negligible. The mutation disappeared after 24 hours."

Yang Han truthfully recounted the effects he experienced after drinking the product, and these were all recorded and could not be hidden from Zhang Qi.

"really."

Zhang Qi murmured, "Will there still be an anomaly..."

After a long silence, he nodded and stopped worrying about it.

"Young Brother Yang Han, I've learned about you. You have dual talents... Saying that your talent is low is too modest. At this stage, you've already defeated someone in the Meridian Opening Realm. That's astonishing. I admire you."

After speaking, Zhang Qi took out a black metal business card and an exquisite box from his pocket and pushed them in front of Yang Han.

The business card only has a name and a contact number.

"This is my personal number. If you encounter any trouble in the Northwest Base City, especially if it's related to the martial arts world, you can contact me. Also, consider this little thing... as an investment from the Zhang family to you. There are no conditions; it's just a simple way of making friends."

Zhang Qi's smile was very friendly, carrying a composure unique to mature men, which could easily disarm people.

Yang Han looked at the business card but didn't take it immediately.

"I have one more question."

"Speaking."

"What kind of organization is the Demon Thieves' Guild?"

The smile on Zhang Qi's face faded, and his eyes turned cold.

"An organization composed of martial artists with low talent and limited achievements, entrenched in gathering places and wilderness. The people in it are all skilled in assassination and stealth, and they maintain the operation of the sect by killing or stealing for others. This time, they took a job from our competitor and stole the Star Source Talent Potion."

He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his arms, and spoke in a cautionary tone.

"Young Brother Yang Han, when I said your talent was low and your achievements limited, that was from my perspective. Although I have high hopes for you, the Demon Thieves' Sect is still too strong for you at your current level."

"However, I have already cleaned up the scene for you, so it will probably be difficult to find you in the short term. Of course, it is also possible that they will not search for you at all."

"After all, people dying in the wilderness is all too common..."

After praising Yang Han a few more times and promising to keep it a secret, Zhang Qi got up and left.

Yang Han looked at the business card on the table, as well as an exquisite little box.

Put away the business card and hold the box in your hand; the box isn't very big.

What is that?

Yang Han opened the box with a click, revealing a ring embedded in the black sponge inside.

"Storage ring!"

Yang Han almost cried out in surprise...