What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

By this time, the wrap-up work on the other side was almost finished, and all the suspects were put into a specially made armored vehicle.

"Fall back!"

With a wave of her hand, Lu Yan quickly assembled, boarded the vehicle, and left.

Just before getting into the car, she turned back and waved to me: "I'll treat you to dinner later, this time on the company's dime."

As the sirens faded into the distance, the bustling shipyard finally fell completely silent.

Only then did a round figure peek out from behind a pile of abandoned shipping containers several hundred meters away.

Once it was safe, the figure burst forth with a speed completely disproportionate to its size, tumbling and crawling as it rushed over.

"Oh my! My gold! My treasure!"

Jin Wanliang ran and howled, his voice so mournful it sounded as if his own father had died.

He plunged headlong into the spot where Li Qing had just set up his formation, ignoring the mud and water on the ground, and knelt down directly.

Holding up a charred and deformed array stake, tears welled up in my eyes.

"It's melted...it's all melted!"

Jin Wanliang's hands trembled as he touched the array pillar.

"This is 999 pure gold! To increase its energy conductivity, I even had it blessed by a master! This formation has burned through at least 30% of my initial investment! What a disaster!"

Li Qing was sitting on a rock nearby smoking when he saw this and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He walked over and kicked Jin Wanliang's butt.

"Alright, stop howling. If it weren't for this Qiankun Yizhi Golden Light Array, the three of us would all be dead here today."

"Is your life worth less than a few pounds of gold?"

"You don't know anything!"

Jin Wanliang turned around abruptly, his fat face filled with grief and indignation.

"If I lose my life, it's just bad luck; if I lose my money, that's the end of me!"

Besides, Li Qing, you spendthrift! Couldn't you have taken it easy when you started the fight?

Do we have to activate all the array pillars? Can't we leave half of them open?

"Hey, you fatso, who was shouting 'Go, Blind Li!' the loudest in their headset just now?"

Li Qing was amused by the situation and blew a smoke ring.

"You want me to hold back half my strength when facing three elder-level experts?"

Are you trying to kill yourself, or do you think the grass on my grave isn't growing tall enough?

Watching these two lovable characters bickering, my tense mood finally relaxed completely.

I walked over, pulled Jin Wanliang up from the ground, and patted the dirt off him.

"Alright, Lao Jin, you really did a great job this time. If it weren't for you holding the line outside, these Shadow Sect bastards wouldn't have been trapped so easily."

"I'll treat you to a nice meal at Haiyanlou later. Order whatever you like!"

Upon hearing the words "treat me to a meal," Jin Wanliang's emotions immediately calmed down considerably.

His tiny, beady eyes darted around, and his shrewdness returned.

"Brother Chen, you said it yourself, you can't go back on your word!"

I nodded and waved my hand dismissively: "I said, order whatever you like!"

After hearing this, Jin Wanliang stopped crying and making a fuss, and immediately resumed his original smiling appearance.

"Let's go, let's go. This place is too gloomy; staying here too long will make you get rheumatism."

At this moment, Li Qing threw the cigarette butt into the water, patted his butt, and stood up.

"Fatty Jin, where did you park the car? Hurry up and take us back. I need to go back and take a good shower; I smell like a corpse."

"It's right at the intersection outside, that's the car I just washed! You two, wipe the soles of your shoes clean before you go up!"

Jin Wanliang muttered to himself as he carefully gathered up the remaining gold nuggets on the ground.

The three of us stumbled out of the old shipyard.

The sky outside was azure, and the long-awaited sunshine felt warm and comforting on my skin.

Sitting inside Jin Wanliang's luxury car, the comfort of the leather seats made me let out a sigh of pleasure.

The car started and slowly drove away from this place of trouble.

Li Qing sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with the car stereo, and blasted a deafening rock song.

As Jin Wanliang drove, he kept muttering about whether this operation was a profit or a loss.

I sat in the back row, watching the scenery rushing past the window, but my mind was replaying every detail of the battle that had just taken place.

Shadow Sect.

This organization has reappeared, and has even sent three experts to hunt me down.

Adding to the troubles is the recent disappearance of the guardian of the cauldron, which only exacerbates the already growing problems.

I rubbed my temples, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in my mind, and began to close my eyes to rest.

After driving for about half an hour, Jin Wanliang slowly stopped the car.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself already downstairs at my rented apartment.

However, not long after they stopped, Jin Wanliang, the fat man, received a phone call, and his expression changed.

They said there was an emergency at an antique shop in the south of the city, and they needed to rush there to help.

He dropped Li Qing and me off on the side of the road, and even said "Don't forget to treat me to dinner another day" in a hurry before speeding away.

I glanced at the taillights that had sped away, my expression a mix of emotions.

"That fatso can run faster than a rabbit."

Li Qing, carrying his canvas bag and two bottles of iced tea he had just bought on the roadside, followed me upstairs, grumbling and cursing.

Back in my rented room, I pushed open the door and casually placed the scalpel on the shoe cabinet in the entryway.

He took off his coat, which was stained with gunpowder and menacing aura, and sank into the somewhat sagging old sofa.

"Please sit down. It's a bit messy, and there's not much to offer."

I pointed to the chair next to me.

Li Qing didn't stand on ceremony. He unscrewed the cap on his iced tea, took a big gulp, and slumped into his chair without any regard for his image.

He let out a long sigh: "There's no place like home."

You wouldn't believe it, these past few days at the Zhao family villa, although I've been eating and drinking well, the stench of hypocrisy and money has been giving me a headache.

"It's more comfortable here."

I looked at him but didn't say anything.

The room was dimly lit, with only the afternoon sunlight streaming in through the window, illuminating the thin layer of dust on the coffee table, where tiny dust particles could be seen dancing in the air.

"Li Qing".

I suddenly spoke, my voice very soft, my tone as gentle as ever, as if I were asking what we were having for dinner.

There's something I've never understood.

Li Qing paused as he was about to take out a cigarette. He was a smart man, and perhaps he sensed something unusual in my tone.

He slowly put down the cigarette pack in his hand, sat up straight, and his eyes, which usually held a hint of cynicism, became serious at this moment.

"you say."

"This whole thing was a setup from beginning to end."

I picked up the glass on the table, gently swirled it, and watched the light and shadow reflected inside.

"Zhao Jianguo is a member of the Shadow Sect, and a deeply entrenched traitor."

He set up such a large operation at the old shipyard, even going so far as to mobilize three elders. His purpose was clear: he was after me.

To be precise, they were after the bone needles in my body.