Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

Li Chen suddenly became serious and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips: "This is for your own good."

His eyes swept across an inconspicuous corner outside the window, where a dark shadow seemed to flash by. "...It's also for my own good."

"Hmm..."

Delijia was like a deflated balloon, slumped on the sofa.

She fiddled with the bow on her skirt and finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay..."

The lights in the cafe suddenly flickered, illuminating a fleeting depth in her eyes that did not belong to her age.

Afterwards, Li Chen called Sakurada Xueli and Ao Shiyao who had just left the secret realm.

The three women gathered together.

hope......

Don't do anything big.

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After doing all this, Li Chen slowly stood up and left the Xiuhan Coffee Shop.

The streets of London were shining with moisture after the rain, and Li Chen's footsteps were particularly clear in the empty alleys.

He put his hands in his pockets, frowned unconsciously, and his eyes fell on the foggy Thames in the distance.

"Which secret realm should I go to next..."

His soliloquy faded into the humid air.

Most of the secret realms of the Sunset Empire contain Gigantamax energy, but the Pokémon that live there are not as docile as the Pidgeots in the park.

The puddle reflected his solemn face.

With his current strength, perhaps only a disaster-level secret realm can yield sufficient rewards.

The street light at the corner suddenly flickered a few times, and Li Chen's eyes lit up.

He straightened his collar and strode towards the nearest Pokémon Center.

There are many Pokémon Centers scattered all over London, and the nearest one is only a few hundred meters away from Li Chen.

At his current pace, he would arrive in no time.

The rainwater accumulated into shallow puddles on the stone road, reflecting Li Chen's hurried figure.

Turning the third corner, the iconic red roof of the Pokémon Center is already in sight.

"Hey! You old fool, why do you stay here all day?!"

A harsh curse suddenly came from the alley next to me.

Li Chen suddenly stopped and his sneakers made a slight sound as they scraped against the wet ground.

He turned to look.

In the dim alley, several blurry figures were standing in a circle, and a hunched figure could be vaguely seen being pushed against the wall.

Rainwater dripped down the rusty fire escape, making an unsettling "tick-tick" sound in the silence.

Li Chen frowned and unconsciously turned towards the dark alley.

He put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand had already touched the Poké Ball on his waist.

"Hey."

The call, neither loud nor soft, made all the thugs in the alley turn around.

In the backlight, they only saw a slender figure standing at the entrance of the alley, with a few conspicuous strands of white hair shining coldly in the dim light.

Li Chen walked forward slowly, and every step made his reflection in the puddle tremble slightly.

“So many young people gathered together…”

His eyes swept over the trembling old man who was cornered, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Just to bully an old man?"

The gang leader narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Chen. He shook his neck deliberately, and the metal chain flashed coldly under the street light.

"An Eastern face?"

He drawled out his tone in a sarcastic tone, and suddenly noticed the white hair on Li Chen's temples: "Oh, he's still a pretty boy with white hair."

Chapter 449 May the God of Plenty Bless You with a Safe Journey

After he finished speaking, the followers behind him burst into laughter.

The leader took two steps forward, his dirty sneakers rolling over the cigarette butts on the ground. "If you know what's good for you, get out of here! This isn't a place for outsiders like you to meddle in!"

He suddenly kicked over the trash can next to him.

The loud noise of the metal bucket hitting the wall echoed in the alley for a long time, startling several Murkrows perched on the fire escape.

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and his skinny fingers trembled as he pointed at Li Chen. His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper: "Kid... run! They... they are all professional trainers!"

"Did you hear that?"

The gang leader proudly shook the Poké Ball in his hand. The metal shell reflected a cold light under the streetlight. He also deliberately looked up and down at Li Chen's student outfit: "We are all serious professional-level~"

"Looking at you like this... I'm afraid you can't even raise a Rattata to professional level, right?"

"Hahahaha!"

A henchman with dyed green hair laughed so hard he fell backwards, "Boss, why are you arguing with a high school student?"

He imitated the baby's crying movements, "What should I do if the baby starts crying for his mother later~"

Raindrops dripped down the fire escape. Li Chen stood there without moving, just sighing softly.

However, this sigh was almost drowned out by the shrill laughter of the gangsters.

"Martial Arts Bear Master."

Li Chen's voice was so soft that it sounded like he was talking to himself: "Leave him alive."

The Poké Ball drew an elegant arc in the air.

After a light "click" sound, the burly body of Martial Arts Master Bear suddenly descended.

It simply stood with its arms folded, and the pressure of the gym level swept across the entire alley like a physical object.

"thump!"

The thugs who were so arrogant just now all knelt on the ground, their knees hitting the puddles and splashing mud.

The leader's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his lips trembled uncontrollably:

"Brother! I, I, I didn't recognize you! You said he was a gym-level big shot!"

Raindrops dripped down his nose, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or rain.

As he lowered his gaze, the pair of muddy sneakers never moved a step.

Li Chen made him hate him so much that his teeth itched, but he was also trembling with fear.

What the hell!

Why is a gym-level trainer pretending to be a high school student?!

Do all Chinese people like to play the pig and eat the tiger?!

The gang leader cursed in his heart, but he only dared to press his forehead against the wet ground.

The rain mixed with tears formed a mess on his face. Now he just wanted to travel back to ten minutes ago and slap himself twice.

"Tell me about it."

Li Chen half-crouched, his sneakers creating a shallow puddle. "Why are you bullying the old man?"

His voice was very soft, but it made the gangsters shudder collectively.

"Because... because..."

The gang leader's teeth were chattering. "This old man used Pokémon to teach us a lesson before... Now his Pokémon is dead... and he still wants to go to the secret realm... We just... just want to vent our anger..."

The younger brother next to him suddenly said: "And I can collect some protection money..."

Before he could finish his words, the leader glared at him fiercely.

"is it?"

Li Chen narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll give you a chance, return the money."

"But, but we haven't grabbed it yet..."

The gang leader suddenly looked up, his face still covered in mud.

"I care so much about you!"

Li Chen suddenly raised his voice, spitting on the other person's face, "Now! Immediately! Hurry up, okay?"

Martial Arts Master Xiong took a step forward in coordination, and the ground shook.

The thugs frantically searched all their pockets, and coins and crumpled banknotes soon piled up into a small mountain in front of the old man.

The leader even pulled out the last banknote hidden under his shoe insole and presented it with trembling hands.

Looking at the gang of thugs crawling away in a panic, Li Chen nodded with satisfaction.

He brushed off the non-existent dust and turned to look at the frightened old man.

"Thank you, young man..."

The old man stood up tremblingly, holding on to the wall, his wrinkled hands still shaking, "If it weren't for you..."

"Easy to do."

Li Chen waved his hand and his eyes fell on the old man's empty waist.

Where the Poké Ball should have been, there was only a badly worn leather strap.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Old man, which secret realm are you planning to go to?"

The old man was startled when he heard this, and an imperceptible light flashed in his turbid eyes.

"I want to go to the Secret Realm of the Spirits... I heard you can see deceased Pokémon there..."

The old man pulled out a yellowed envelope from his bosom with his dry, branch-like fingers and handed it to Li Chen tremblingly: "As long as we find the tombstone... The souls of all the deceased Pokémon in the Sunset Empire will wander there..."

Li Chen frowned unconsciously when he took the envelope.

If what the old man said is true, this secret realm contains all the lost Pokémon of the entire Sunset Empire, then the scale...

"Don't worry, young man."

The old man seemed to see through his concerns, and pointed his age-flecked finger at the envelope. "Just get close to the right tombstone... this letter will guide you."

The rain stopped.

The sunlight suddenly broke through the clouds and shone on the wax seal.

It turned out to be a blurry crown pattern, with the edges somewhat melted.

When Li Chen's fingertips touched the sealing wax, he felt an inexplicable chill, as if a pair of invisible eyes were looking at him through the envelope.

The old man's hunched body leaned forward slightly, and his cloudy eyes suddenly showed a strange look.

His wrinkled hands were tightly clenched around the corner of his clothes, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

"Young man...is that alright? After the task is completed...I, the old man, will definitely reward you handsomely..."

The stagnant water in the alley reflected his hunched figure, and his weather-beaten eyes were surprisingly bright at this moment.

Li Chen looked at the worn crown pattern patch on the old man's worn coat and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Ok."

He solemnly put the envelope into his inner pocket and patted his chest, "I've done you a favor."

"Thank you, kind young man."

The old man bent down tremblingly, his gray hair swaying gently in the wind: "May the God of Plenty bless you with a safe journey ahead."