Chapter 48

Yacheng’s nightlife is always noisy and lively, with food stalls, late-night snacks, barbecue, KTV, and other programs, and the variety of choices is diverse, but compared to other people’s colorful nights, some people seem cold and manic.

It wasn't until near dawn that the roaring in the underground training ground within the Security Bureau came to an abrupt end.

Then, the expressionless Yu Hanguang pushed the door and left, not even bothering to greet the management staff who came to clean up as he usually did.

And after Yu Hanguang left, it was a long time before the chill in the air seemed to slowly dissipate.

"Wow, did he eat gunpowder?"

The administrator carrying a mop and broom looked blankly in the direction Yu Hanguang left, confused, but when he pushed open the training ground, he was stunned in place.

A mess everywhere.

Inside the huge training ground, the ground, walls, and dome covered by alloy steel were covered with scorch marks, and the scorching red had not yet dissipated, and the several targets had long since melted into a pool of molten iron, not a bone left!

It was simply a natural disaster passing through!

The entire training ground, let alone continuing to be used, had completely turned into a ruin...

"Clean it all up, if there are any blind things, throw them away quickly, it's a troubled time, don't cause any more trouble!"

It wasn't until he returned to his office that Yu Hanguang’s expression finally revealed a trace of gloom. After hanging up the phone, he returned to his chair.

The original rage finally returned to control, and all that appeared in his eyes was pure coldness.

He had been severely set up by Wen Wen and had to swallow this bitter pill.

He had to let his subordinates cut off all industries related to that old dog Jiang Jin, and the losses were immeasurable.

What he had earned in these few years could be said to have been lost overnight, and more.

If she dared to make a fuss again, he didn't know how much more trouble he would have to deal with.

And what made him even more vigilant was not Wen Wen.

Even if it was Minerva, so what? That Celestial from the Central Capital just didn't kill her, it didn't mean she was dead. As long as the other party was still there for a day, no, as long as the other party’s power still existed in the intertwined upper echelons of the Federation, Wen Wen would only be able to spin around in Yacheng for her whole life and couldn't cause any big trouble.

Even if she was strong, this world wasn't just you being strong; no matter how strong a person is, they have to follow the rules, otherwise, they will only be excluded from the game by everyone.

He had never been afraid of Wen Wen, even if Wen Wen made him embarrassed, but the key was... the relationship between Wen Wen and Ji Jue.

The Heaven-Chosen Summoner’s future is indeed bright and great, but so what? If you really want to kill him now, it’s no more trouble than crushing an ant.

But if the two joined forces...

Thinking with his heels, everything last night couldn't have been arranged by Wen Wen, that person whose brain only had killing and extermination; besides Ji Jue, who else could be the one behind the scenes baiting him?

It’s hard to imagine that she would trust someone to that extent.

That appearance was already like a dog-headed strategist.

Not to mention whether the growing Ji Jue would become Wen Wen’s strong support, just now, a Wen Wen with an external brain was already much harder to deal with than before. If he wasn't careful, he might be torn off another piece of meat by her...

The moment he realized all this, he knew that only Ji Jue was the real threat!

A cold, undisguised sharpness appeared in Yu Hanguang’s eyes.

——Must be eradicated as soon as possible!

As for Wen Wen’s protection, indeed, it was a bit troublesome.

But why do it himself?

He didn't have to do anything, and he didn't need to do anything.

To target a rootless duckweed like Ji Jue, he only needed to perform his duties, write a report based on the clues provided by the "informant," and submit it, and that would be enough!

In a place like the Security Bureau that was as leaky as a sieve, it would naturally trigger endless storms, each enough to completely drown Ji Jue.

Even if there was no concrete evidence, it was the same.

Sometimes, to crush a person, suspicion is enough.

Besides, who doesn't have weaknesses?

Classmates, friends, relatives...

There were too many places to start, and too many ways to ruin a person. It didn't even need to see blood; a little guidance was enough to make a person seek their own death.

At that time, even a Heaven-Chosen Summoner wouldn't be able to be arrogant for long.

Yu Hanguang sneered, picked up his phone, and just as he was about to make a call, his palm suddenly shook.

An unknown number bypassed the blocking and interception and called his phone. Boundless Communication even provided the other party with a golden number display box to highlight their extraordinary status and internal permissions.

He was slightly stunned and answered the phone.

"Who?"

"Ye Xian."

A calm voice sounded, without any waves, asking straightforwardly: "Team Leader Yu, as far as I know, you seem to have some ideas about my apprentice?"

"..."

In a moment of astonishment, Yu Hanguang’s mind raced, and his brows furrowed.

Ye Xian? Who?

He searched his memory for a long time and finally remembered the Alchemy Master mentioned in the files who came to Yacheng a few years ago...

A craftsman?

He was almost laughed to anger; it really was that anyone dared to ride on his head!

"Security Bureau business, I don't think there's a need to explain to others." He said coldly: "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

"Is that so?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a helpless sigh: "Team Leader Yu, I don't know if you know that in alchemy, there is a saying... if your mood is bad, it will interfere with your spirit, and if your spirit is bad, it will affect your body."

She said: "People with poor health should rest more."

Nonsense!

Completely unable to understand what she was talking about!

Yu Hanguang sneered, not wanting to pay attention anymore, and just as he was about to hang up, he found... his fingers couldn't move.

That cold, blade-like numbness spread from his fingertips, diffused, instantly shrouded his whole body, took away his control over his flesh, and then, suddenly expanded.

Like a rushing tsunami of cold tide, swallowing everything.

Amidst the instantaneous spasms and twitches, Yu Hanguang couldn't help but cough violently, but in the choking cough, what he spat out was scarlet blood.

Mixed with grains of distinct iron sand and iron filings!

The iron sand and iron filings fell on the table, still sizzling, scattering dazzling electric light!

Yu Hanguang widened his eyes, staring fixedly, unable to believe it.

That was his own... Matrix?!

But in that instant, his Matrix had actually lost control!

Just like encountering Nya-transformation pollution, the violent turbulence, distortion, loss of control, and the clashing of riotous abilities and blessings in his body caused internal explosion-like trauma!

It wasn't serious; if he rested for a few days, he could fully recover.

But... what if it could be serious?

What if it could be even more serious?!

He had always been proud of his absolute control over his abilities, but now, his abilities had actually betrayed him!

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold completely swallowed him, making him tremble uncontrollably; he had never felt such terror!

"You are tired, it might be an illness caused by overwork. Let's start resting for a few months from today."

On the other end of the phone, the calm voice said goodbye: "I have a bad temper, I don't like people talking to me impolitely, so I hope the Security Bureau will also pay more attention..."

She said: "Don't be ungrateful."

Just like that, the phone hung up.

In the dead-silent office, only the busy signal echoed, and Yu Hanguang’s heavy breathing.

For a long, long time, he couldn't stand up from his chair, sweating profusely.

He didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

Just like a hyena whose tail was stepped on by a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"You made quite a scene last night."

In the morning, Ji Jue finally saw Ye Xian, who had been busy for many days, in the workshop. Professor Ye was still holding her teacup, sipping the bitter, concentrated tea unhurriedly, and said calmly:

"Starting this morning, the Security Bureau’s accountability has been constantly sent to me, making me, a craftsman with no one to rely on, a bit unable to hold on."

"My fault, Professor, I'm sorry."

Ji Jue was stunned, and after a long time, he couldn't hide his shame.

On one hand, the situation yesterday was urgent, and he really didn't have time to think carefully, but on the other hand, his understanding of his current identity was still insufficient.

He really didn't expect that his actions would actually involve the Professor... Involving the Security Bureau, even if the Professor was a Master of the Taiyi Ring, he didn't know how much trouble it would be to get involved in this mess.

Damn, that dog thing Yu Hanguang...

After Ji Jue made a fierce note in his heart, he said solemnly: "I promise it won't happen a second time."

If there really is a next time, I'll wear a mask, clear my identity, and then go kill that dog...

"Alright, I was prepared the day I recruited you. There's no need to say these useless words and promises. A capable person does whatever they want, and an unqualified person jumping around will only be treated as a clown. If you can become a Grandmaster in the future, who can say I was wrong to choose you today?"

Professor Ye glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't let me down."

"Understood." Ji Jue nodded frantically, wishing he could write a guarantee.

And what made him even more incredible was that there was no expected difficulty or scolding; his actions yesterday were just brushed off so lightly.

The details were not even asked.

Ji Jue breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then made another note for that dog Yu Hanguang: Wait until your daddy grows up, you'll just wait to die, you stinky idiot!

And just after checking Ji Jue’s achievements and homework for the past two days, Professor Ye waved her hand without interest: "Average goods, it's fitting to use them on scraps.

By comparison, the technical content is not as good as the Benevolent Emblem you drew on that gun with a portable probe, a tool like pliers.

Didn't bring it?"

"Uh, that was borrowing someone else's thing, and I returned it on the way here." Ji Jue’s toes were frantically curling on the ground; he didn't expect that his impulsive mischief could actually catch Professor Ye’s eye.

"What about the others?"

Professor Ye didn't hide her curiosity: "What about that activated motorcycle with the shadow beast ability that can suppress a Heaven-Chosen head-on? I saw you rode it over today, right?"

She adjusted her glasses, and a scorching gaze born from a craftsman’s instinct appeared, "To be honest, in the past few years, I haven't had such an eye-opening experience..."

Her newly initiated student, no, before initiation, could actually create such an exaggerated thing?

Really a surprise!

No, it should count as, a shock...