Ye An's voice was very soft, but it reached Ji Yunhai's ears clearly in the empty, blood-soaked conference room.

"One's innate qualities should not be insulted."

Ji Yunhai's eyes widened. The hot, wet liquid mixed with blood in his crotch emitted an even stronger stench.

He opened his mouth, making a "hoarse" sound in his throat, trying to beg for mercy, trying to say something, but he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Ye An didn't look at him again.

With just a slight thought, the ancient longsword transformed into a golden streak of light, piercing through Ji Yunhai's brow.

Ji Yunhai's body stiffened abruptly, the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out, and he collapsed limply into a pool of blood.

Ye An sheathed his longsword.

He scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.

"We're sure no one was left alive..."

This place is like a slaughterhouse, with limbs and severed bodies scattered all over the floor, and blood splattered all over the walls and ceiling.

His gaze remained unchanged.

He turned around, stepping over the blood and bits of flesh scattered on the ground, and walked out through the doorway he had kicked open, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

He made a hand seal from the window on the 50th floor, mounted his sword, and flew away, disappearing into the night.

……

First floor lobby.

The men and women who had been dressed in sophisticated business attire had all fled, leaving only a few security guards huddled behind the front desk, clutching their heads and trembling like leaves.

The loud noise and tremors coming from upstairs, along with the faint screams, nearly scared the souls out of them.

A dozen minutes later, the piercing sound of police sirens came from afar and tore through the night sky.

Dozens of police cars arrived with sirens blaring, completely surrounding the Ji Group building.

Old Liu, the head of the Major Crimes Unit, led a team of fully armed officers into the building.

When they carefully arrived at the fiftieth floor in the backup elevator, everyone stopped in their tracks the moment the elevator doors opened, stunned by the sight before them.

The strong smell of blood in the air was almost suffocating.

The entire floor looked as if it had been bombarded by heavy artillery shells.

"vomit--"

A young police officer could no longer hold it in and vomited while leaning against the wall.

Old Liu's face looked extremely grim.

He crouched down and gently touched the edge of the alloy door that had been forcibly torn open with his gloved fingers, then looked up at the clear human-shaped dent in the wall.

His brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"Notify the technical department to completely seal off the scene." Old Liu's voice was deep. "This is not a routine case. Report it to the special incident handling department immediately."

Just then, a beautiful figure rushed through the police cordon.

The newcomer had dazzling long blonde hair, casually draped over her shoulders, and her well-fitting police uniform couldn't hide her incredibly hot figure.

Her name is Anya.

As soon as Anya rushed into the scene, she saw the mess everywhere. Especially when her gaze fell on the two relatively intact corpses of Ji Yunhai and the Ji family patriarch, her beautiful face instantly turned frosty.

"Boss, what happened? Ji Yunhai is dead? Who did it?!"

Anya rushed to Lao Liu, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

In order to investigate evidence of the Ji Group's crimes, she disguised herself as an ordinary white-collar worker and infiltrated the lowest level of the Ji Group for two whole years.

Just when they were about to get their hands on the core ledger and wipe out the Ji family in one fell swoop, their stronghold was destroyed.

Two years of hard work, all destroyed in an instant.

Old Liu looked at his capable subordinate, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "I'd like to know who did it. Xiaoya, come and take a look at this."

He pointed to the human-shaped dent in the wall, and then to the two pieces of Desert Eagle crumpled into scrap metal on the ground.

"Do you think our conventional methods can handle someone capable of doing something like this? It's beyond our comprehension."

Anya didn't speak; she began to carefully examine the scene.

Born into a family of ancient martial arts practitioners in the capital, her eyesight far surpasses that of ordinary police officers.

She could feel a lingering, terrifying aura in the air that hadn't completely dissipated, making her heart clench.

She examined the bodies of the bodyguards; all the fatal wounds were fatal, killed with a single, swift blow.

This wasn't a fight at all; it was a one-sided massacre.

"asshole!"

Anya finally couldn't hold back and punched the relatively intact wall next to her, making a dull thud.

"No matter who he is, he ruined two years of my hard work! I must find him! He's provoking the authority of the police!" She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment.

Old Liu sighed and patted her on the shoulder.

"Xiaoya, I know you're unwilling to accept this. But look on the bright side. The Ji family, this cancer that has plagued Shanghai for decades, has finally been completely eradicated."

"Do you know how many heinous things they've done behind the scenes? Drug trafficking, human trafficking, smuggling cultural relics... any one of these is enough to warrant their death a hundred times over."

"We've never had solid evidence to take action against them. Now someone is acting on behalf of heaven, and although the methods are a bit extreme, in the end, it's a way of eliminating a scourge for the people."

"As far as we are concerned, this person is someone we cannot find, nor should we look for."

Anya fell silent.

She was aware of the Ji family's crimes, but she couldn't swallow her anger.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself: "I understand, boss. But I'm just not reconciled. I'll remember this person."

Her obsession shifted from "catching the criminal" to "finding him and seeing who he really is."

Looking at Anya's stubborn profile, Lao Liu felt both pained and amused.

He shook his head helplessly and decided to change the subject to something that would make her happier.

Old Liu cleared his throat and said in a relaxed tone, "This time, the entire Ji family is working together. No matter what, you are the main person in charge. If all goes well, your promotion is a sure thing."

He had thought this would be good news, but Anya didn't even turn her head, her voice flat as if she were talking about someone else: "I'd rather not have a promotion that isn't earned through my own efforts."

Old Liu was completely speechless, only able to manage a bitter smile.

This girl's temper is just as stubborn and unpleasant as it has been for ten years.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Speaking of which, you're not young anymore. We've introduced you to potential partners every time, but you've rejected them all. You've broken the hearts of all the young men in our bureau. Tell me honestly, is there someone you like?"

When this topic was brought up, Anya, contrary to her fiery demeanor just now, showed a rare hint of shyness and blush on her face, and her eyes became somewhat evasive.

"No...no way, boss, don't talk nonsense."

She denied it verbally, but her slightly flushed ears betrayed her.

Old Liu, being an experienced man, could tell something was wrong from her expression. He immediately perked up and pressed her for details:

"Still saying no? Look how red your face is. Tell your master, which lucky kid is so fortunate to have plucked the hottest flower in our police station?"

Unable to answer the question, Anya lowered her head and mumbled softly, "No... I... I've actually been engaged since I was little. I'm just waiting for my fiancé to come and get married."

"What?!"

Old Liu's eyes widened like copper bells.

He had been with Anya for so many years, and she had never mentioned this matter.

"A marriage contract? What era are we living in? They still have these things... No wonder they're from a powerful family in the capital..." "Who is the other party? Master, let me give you my opinion!"

Anya raised her head, her eyes filled with a longing and complexity that she herself was unaware of, and softly uttered that name.

All I know is that his name is... Ye An.

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