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"It's almost dawn."

As night faded, a gentle dawn broke on the horizon, and the clouds gazed at the gradually clearing horizon.

A complex mix of emotions surged within him, and he let out a long exhale, releasing the pent-up feelings in his chest.

"Life is truly unpredictable. That kid Ye Chu actually possesses such unfathomable strength. Even if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get through this long night safely."

The federal warrior beside him shook his head slightly, a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.

It was as if he was having a conversation with himself, or perhaps lamenting the unpredictability of fate.

Upon hearing this, Yunceng smiled faintly, a smile that carried a hint of mockery and helplessness.

"Hey, stop flattering yourself. If you were in this situation, you'd probably be nothing more than dust in this storm. How could the Shao family have mobilized so much resources to suppress you at all costs?"

His words, though straightforward, were measured and revealed the truth just right without making the atmosphere too awkward.

"Who could have predicted that?"

The federal warrior continued to sigh, his tone full of admiration and envy for Ye Chu.

"That kid Ye Chu is exceptionally talented. He actually touched the legendary Gate of Talent. Such an opportunity and strength are truly beyond the reach of others."

A moment later.

An elderly-looking elite warrior from the Federation, speaking in a deep and resolute voice, asked the clouds beside him.

"Has the boss ever explicitly instructed us to do everything in our power to protect him?"

Upon hearing this, Yunceng gently shook his head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his deep eyes. His shoulders shrugged slightly, as if even the air itself was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

"No, the boss didn't leave a single word. Everything is like looking at flowers through fog, completely unpredictable."

Upon hearing this, the Federation warrior's gaze sharpened, but he quickly regained his composure, nodded, and said in a deep voice.

"In that case, proceed according to the original strategy without the slightest slackening."

Just as the group was talking, Yun suddenly raised a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's.

He whispered, "There's a breeze, someone's coming. Quickly hide and don't let your tracks be discovered."

The air around them seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the faint breathing of a few people and the subtle sounds gradually approaching from afar.

Sure enough, a well-trained plainclothes team arrived at the scene silently, moving quickly like cheetahs in the night.

They were actually the city's secret police officers who secretly protected peace and tranquility in Zhenhai City. At this moment, they abandoned their iconic uniforms and quietly intervened in this sudden storm as ordinary citizens.

Incredulity gleamed in everyone's eyes as they surveyed the scene of devastation before them, their hearts churning with turmoil.

Chen Hua and Chen Si, two renowned masters in the martial arts world, died so suddenly and tragically, leaving behind a sense of deep sorrow.

The team leader, with a stern expression, felt a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

His gaze swept past the chaos and settled on the tall figure standing quietly not far away. It was an indescribable sense of oppression that involuntarily aroused awe.

He quickly adjusted his mindset, stepped forward, and bowed with the utmost respect.

"grown ups!"

His voice was deep and powerful, full of recognition and respect for the person in front of him.

The towering man, as majestic as a mountain, nodded slightly, as if the mountain itself had trembled, exuding an aura of quiet authority.

His brief words, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, went straight to the heart of the matter.

"Immediately seal off the scene and control the spread of information to prevent unnecessary panic."

His words exuded an unquestionable authority and calm decisiveness, making everyone present feel the heavy responsibility and mission on his shoulders.

"Understood, sir, I'll arrange it immediately!"

……

The first night passed without incident.

At this moment, beside the empty and desolate overpass, several figures dressed in police uniforms moved like ghosts, their steps carrying an undeniable authority and urgency.

Amidst this solemn atmosphere, several warriors from the Federation exuded an even more extraordinary aura. Their eyes, sharp as eagles, scanned their surroundings, not missing a single abnormality.

That supercar that once attracted countless eyes is now reduced to ruins. In the embers of the flames, only the twisted metal frame remains, telling the story of its former glory and its current tragedy.

Shao Wen's figure had long been engulfed by the merciless flames, turned into unrecognizable charcoal, lying there quietly, becoming the heaviest footnote to this accident.

"How should this incident be classified? Should it be attributed to Ye Chu's involvement, or simply a car accident?"

A sheriff frowned, his tone revealing an undisguised heaviness and confusion.

His gaze darted between the wreckage and the surrounding landscape, trying to find any clues to irrefutable evidence.

"It was undoubtedly a car accident."

The Federation warrior's words were concise and powerful, without the slightest hesitation or doubt. Though his voice was calm, it struck everyone's heart like a hammer, leaving no room for doubt.

"Aren't you worried about things not being chaotic enough?"

The words of the Federation warriors were like icy blades in the cold night, chilling and direct.

"The actions of Parkson Group are utterly lawless and extremely arrogant! They actually think they can wield their swords at will and disregard human life just by relying on those outdated rules—the teachings of ancient martial artists?" His words exuded an undeniable aura of justice.

Upon hearing this, the sheriff's expression changed drastically, as if he had been chilled by a winter wind, and his brows furrowed.

"Rules are the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors, and are for all to see. How can we speak lightly of them?" He tried to use tradition as a shield to resist this sudden questioning.

"So, you mean you believe that the warriors of our Federation should stand idly by in the face of such an act of defying the heavens?"

The federal warrior's tone was slightly raised, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Hmph," he sneered, as if everything was under his control.

"With just one order from Principal Wu, we will stand up and protect the integrity of this world. Rules and power must all bow before justice."

The moment these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze, and the confrontation between the two became the key to determining their fate.

Just then, a middle-aged man, staggering as if dragged by an invisible force, stumbled into this cruel scene.

His gaze was instantly locked onto the horrific car accident scene, especially Shao Wen lying quietly in the ruins, his former vitality now turned into endless silence.

At this moment, Shao Fei's heart felt as if it had been ripped apart by a sharp blade. His eyes welled up not only with tears, but also with indescribable grief and despair.

His son, though not a martial arts prodigy, carried all his love and expectations, and was his only support and comfort in his later years.

This deep and profound love for his only son was tragically tragic. Fate played a cruel trick on him, leading him to follow in Shao Wenlong's footsteps and personally experience the heart-wrenching pain of losing a son.

The cruelest separation in the world, a parent outliving their child, has now come so vividly upon him.