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When Ye Chen and Song Tiezhu met up, the fighting had already begun at the East Suburb Wharf.

Song Tiezhu's men arrived faster than Ye Chen had anticipated.

He has a unique characteristic: he doesn't say much when assigning tasks, but he executes them like a precise machine, with every step perfectly executed.

The rental house behind the secondhand market in the west of the city was empty; the person had already run away. But they found the warehouse at the eastern suburbs dock right in front of them.

The dozen or so veterans from Iron Shield Logistics quickly subdued the five people inside and seized a pile of fake ledgers and several cell phones.

Song Tiezhu called Ye Chen and only said four words: "The dock is cleared."

Ye Chen handed Han Dong and Ding Wanshan over to Song Tiezhu's men for safekeeping, and then led his ghost servants to the eastern suburbs dock overnight.

The jeep sped along the empty ring road, and no one inside spoke.

The ghost servant sat in the passenger seat, eyes closed, hands tucked into his sleeves, breathing softly and slowly.

Ye Chen knew he was gathering his strength, just like himself.

The East Suburb Wharf has been abandoned for many years, with rows of dilapidated warehouses stretching along the riverbank, their corrugated iron roofs rattling in the river wind.

Song Tiezhu's men had already dispersed, leaving only a few to keep watch in the shadows.

As soon as Ghost Servant got out of the car, he frowned and muttered, "Someone's coming."

"When did you find it?" Ye Chen asked.

"He didn't go very far just now, but he deliberately slowed down so we would notice him." The ghost servant opened his eyes, his cloudy pupils shining frighteningly in the night, like two polished steel balls.

He turned around and looked into the shadows of the row of warehouses along the riverbank, his voice low and deep, like bubbles rising from the bottom of the river: "They're here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron gate at the end of the warehouse was slowly pushed open from the inside.

A man dressed in a gray-white long robe walked out from inside, carrying a slender sword in his hand.

The sword was hidden in its sheath, its sharpness unseen, but Ye Chen noticed that the distance between the sword tip and the ground remained constant as the person walked, a precision that made his heart clench.

The moonlight shone on him, making half of his face appear pale and bluish, while the other half remained hidden in shadow, his expressionless.

"You are Ye Chen." The man stood facing Ye Chen, his voice not loud, but as if he were speaking right next to Ye Chen's ear.

"You're right, that's me."

"I didn't want to see you tonight. You took down three of my locations, arrested my people, and were so ruthless. It was beyond my expectations."

"You are Qin Wuyi." Ye Chen flexed his wrists, took two steps forward, and formed a triangular formation with the ghost servant.

He could feel the muscles of the ghost servants around him tense up, and a faint but palpable killing intent filled the air, as if someone had held an extremely thin steel wire to his throat.

"It's rumored in the martial arts world that you killed Wei Qing, but I didn't believe it at first." Qin Wuyi gripped the hilt of his sword, but didn't draw it. He simply tapped the scabbard lightly on the ground, and the pebbles on the ground rolled to both sides as if blown away by the wind.

"I did it, so what can you do about it?"

"Wei Qing died in the Dragon Heart Ancient Cave, his body never to be found. You obtained the Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp in the cave and forcibly broke through to the half-step Transcendent Realm, killing him with a single palm strike. But now, most of the Dragon Heart Power within you has dissipated, leaving less than 50%. Do you think you can walk out of my clutches alive with that?"

"Whether it's possible or not, we'll find out by trying." Ye Chen smiled, revealing a set of white teeth.

Ye Chen knew that Qin Wuyi was telling the truth.

The power of the dragon heart surged like a flood in the stone palace, but after leaving the ancient cave, it receded like the tide, leaving only a small portion remaining in his body.

Ye Chen's current combat strength is only slightly higher than when he fought Du Qiansui.

If you were to go toe-to-toe with a master like Qin Wuyi, who is at the late stage of the Transformation Realm, you would have almost no chance of winning.

But Ye Chen had to hold this person back.

At the very least, we must ensure that Qin Wuyi doesn't dare to cause trouble at the Jiang Group or the Jiang family villa tonight.

"Ye Chen, I'm not like Wei Qing, I like to waste time talking nonsense." Qin Wuyi flicked her wrist slightly, and the long sword left its sheath three inches away. A bluish-white cold light shone in the night, like a silver fish suddenly leaping out of the river.

"Really? I'd like to see."

"Tonight I'll give you two choices: hand over the Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp and the Peace Jade Pendant, and the Jiang Group's affairs will be none of your business. You can leave Jiang City with Jiang Ruoxi and go wherever you want, or I'll throw your body into the river and you can come and get it yourself. The choice is yours."

Ye Chen took out a lollipop, unwrapped it, stuffed it into his mouth, tilted his head, and smiled in a roguish and nonchalant way: "Only children make choices. I'm not choosing either one."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Wuyi's sword had already moved.

How fast?

Ye Chen could barely see the sword blade; he only saw a thin, silvery-white line illuminated by the moonlight, extending from Qin Wuyi's waist all the way to his throat.

In that instant, his Ghost Steps instinctively took half a step to the right, the tip of the sword grazing his left ear, severing a few strands of hair, leaving a line of blood on his ear that stung with pain.

Before Ye Chen could even regain his footing, the second sword strike came. It wasn't a line, but a net. The sword light spread out in layers, like moonlight shattered on the river surface, with each shard potentially being the tip of a sword.

Ye Chen used all his strength to employ the Ghost Shadow Step technique, dodging left and right.

Qin Wuyi's speed had reached the limit of his body, and every change of direction almost broke his joints, but Qin Wuyi's sword was like a living silver mist, sticking to him and making it impossible for him to break free.

Within a few breaths, he had five or six shallow cuts on his body, and his clothes were torn to shreds, as if they had been gnawed by a group of unseen fish.

The ghost servant pounced from the flank, his iron ruler whistling through the air as it swept towards Qin Wuyi's lower back.

Without turning his head, Qin Wuyi swung his sword backhand, the blade grazing the ghost servant's iron ruler, sparks flying everywhere.

Ghost Servant felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, and his entire right arm felt like it had been electrocuted; the iron ruler almost slipped from his hand.

He used the momentum to roll away, kneeling on one knee, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

With just one sword strike, the Ghost Servant, who was at the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm, was injured.

Taking advantage of this opening, Ye Chen launched a preemptive strike.

The Breaking Palm, carrying a golden light, slammed out, aiming straight for Qin Wuyi's chest.

Qin Wuyi neither dodged nor avoided, but instead reached out her left hand from her sleeve and lightly brushed it across Ye Chen's palm.

Ye Chen felt as if his palm strike had hit a ball of cotton, all the force of which was completely neutralized. Then, a chilling force rebounded and sent him flying. He staggered back seven or eight steps before regaining his footing. A gash appeared on his right palm, and blood dripped out.

Qin Wuyi sheathed his sword and stood there, his calm tone sending chills down one's spine: "Ye Chen, is this all you've got? Wei Qing dying at your hands is a joke. It seems the Dragon Heart Bronze Lamp isn't omnipotent after all. It chose you, but you couldn't withstand it."

Ye Chen wiped the blood off his face with his left hand and looked directly at Qin Wuyi.

Ye Chen's breathing was already heavy, his chest heaving like a bellows.

But Ye Chen's eyes were still bright, even brighter than before, as if something deep within them had been ignited.

Have you ever heard the saying, "A cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a cornered rabbit will bite"?

Ye Chen held the knife horizontally in front of him, his eyes fixed on Qin Wuyi.

"And when doctors get anxious, they can kill people," he said.