Chapter 563

A roar rang out, and the beast behind Ye Si Ti erupted violently, turning the mist in the sky into astonishing power that surged outward in all directions.

In an instant, the area within a hundred meters was shrouded in thick mist; the mist churned, forcing Lin Yu to retreat and withdraw his attacking hand.

"Is this mist something you just learned?"

"I'm more curious about who exactly this 'my lord' you keep mentioning really is."

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, sensing the mist's peculiar nature—it not only obscured vision and sensation but also affected the mind.

In terms of destructive power, this mist was not top-tier, but its uniqueness reminded Lin Yu of the strange power of the Mad Dragon, though this mist had no connection to negative energy.

"My lord ordered me not to cause trouble, or else you'd witness the terrifying power of this."

Ye Si Ti curled his lips into a strange smile, as if he had forgotten how he'd fled in terror from Lin Yu not long ago. Then he stamped his foot, launching himself upward like an arrow released from a bow, vanishing instantly.

Watching Ye Si Ti's retreating figure, Lin Yu uttered one word: "Interesting."

On the other side.

After emerging from that mysterious place, the Black Dragon returned to the hospital. He had just stepped into the room where Duan Duan Changren lay when he spotted a familiar back view.

The Black Dragon frowned and shouted at Wang Mali: "Hey, you dead girl, why are you here?"

Wang Mali stared at the Black Dragon with a serious expression and asked solemnly: "Black Dragon, where have you taken my brother-in-law?"

The Black Dragon blinked, confused, and replied: "Your brother-in-law? Who the hell is your brother-in-law?"

Wang Mali said firmly: "My brother-in-law is Zhi Shui. Don't tell me you don't know him."

"Zhi Shui? I've never heard of anyone named Zhi Shui. Don't come bothering me unless you've got something real."

The Black Dragon clicked his tongue lazily, walking toward the bed, about to stretch—when suddenly he sensed an eerie atmosphere and leapt back in alarm.

Wang Mali had somehow drawn a kind-hearted kitchen knife and swung it at the Black Dragon.

The Black Dragon's face turned green; his mouth twitched violently, then he swiftly retreated, dodging the vicious knife.

The Black Dragon growled angrily: "You little brat, are you trying to murder me? Do you think I won't throw you out the window?"

【419】 I'm begging you

"If you don't bring my brother-in-law to me today, I'll turn you into meat paste," Wang Mali said, gripping the knife, her eyes blazing with menace, determined to see it through.

"Are you insane? I really don't know this Zhi Shui!" the Black Dragon roared, then glanced at Duan Duan Changren, still unconscious on the bed, and said to Wang Mali:

"Wait—I don't know who your brother-in-law is, but at least show me his picture? I'll help you look. Don't disturb the patient."

"Fine." Wang Mali glared at the Black Dragon, then turned and walked out.

The Black Dragon shook his head and followed, muttering inwardly: "What bad luck—running into this crazy woman. If only I hadn't once sworn not to harm women…"

Zhi Shui's home.

After leaving the hospital, the Black Dragon followed Wang Mali to Zhi Shui's house. The massive residence stunned him—luxuriously decorated, exuding high-end opulence.

"This is my brother-in-law. Don't tell me you don't know him—he's the one who told me to keep an eye on you."

Wang Mali shoved a photo of Zhi Shui into the Black Dragon's hands, arms crossed, her chest heaving visibly from anger at his hesitation.

The Black Dragon glanced at the photo—and suddenly felt he'd seen it before. A name flashed in his mind. He muttered in surprise: "How could this be…"

"What 'how could this be'?" Wang Mali snatched the photo back, ignoring whether he was offended, and said: "Listen—I'll make you pay if my brother-in-law suffers even a scratch."

"Impossible. He should be dead," the Black Dragon said tightly, certain of it—after all, he himself had killed him ten years ago.

Wang Mali ignored him and pressed on: "So you do know him. Tell me, where did you take him?"

"I didn't do it," the Black Dragon snorted. He was still stunned by the news that Zhi Shui was alive.

Hearing this, Wang Mali burst into loud sobs, collapsing onto the sofa and repeatedly muttering about how unlucky her sister was.

The Black Dragon covered his ears, impatiently snapping: "You annoying brat, are you trying to drive me crazy? I hate women who only cry. It's unbearable."

Wang Mali didn't stop—she cried even louder, making the Black Dragon more irritated. He coldly ordered: "Enough. Stop crying."

Wang Mali immediately fell silent. She wiped her tears, looked at the Black Dragon with a pitiful expression.

The Black Dragon couldn't bear her look anymore. He rubbed his forehead: "Fine. I'm the one who did it. But I'll help you find him. First, tell me how long he's been missing."

Wang Mali said: "Four or five days."

The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then said: "I understand. I need to find someone right now. Don't follow me."

Before Wang Mali could object, the Black Dragon vanished from the villa. She stared at the empty space outside, gritted her teeth, and muttered: "Hmph. Can that Black Dragon even do anything?"

"Why do you always find me in the bathroom?"

Lin Yu had just opened his eyes, washing his face, when he looked up and saw the Black Dragon standing solemnly behind him.

"Tell me what happened before," the Black Dragon said after a pause, his expression flickering between light and shadow.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, spread his hands, and smiled: "Four days ago? Nothing special happened. Oh—wait, maybe the day I got the Ghost Wolf Blade?"

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The Black Dragon frowned and pressed: "Do you know Zhi Shui?"

Lin Yu nodded calmly: "You're looking for Zhi Shui?"

"Huh? You actually know where he is?" The Black Dragon was stunned—he'd assumed Lin Yu had merely heard the name, not that he knew Zhi Shui's whereabouts.

"He's with Dugu Lang," Lin Yu said simply, then added: "If I were you, I wouldn't interfere."

"Dugu Lang? That name sounds familiar…" The Black Dragon rubbed his cheek, deep in thought—then his mouth twitched and he blurted: "Could it be him?"

"Yes. Him," Lin Yu nodded, continuing to wash up, as if he had zero interest in the Black Dragon's affairs regarding Zhi Shui.

"Damn," the Black Dragon muttered under his breath, then left Lin Yu's home.

In an abandoned lot.

Dugu Lang sat on a sofa, holding a wine glass, a cold sneer on his face as he looked down at the fallen Seeing Zhong Wanjun: "I never expected you'd come to me today. Saved me a lot of trouble."

Seeing Zhong Wanjun's face was pale, drenched in cold sweat, his whole body trembling. His lips quivered as he struggled to speak: "Please… spare Lei Ting."

"You knew I took Lei Ting?" Dugu Lang stared at Seeing Zhong Wanjun in surprise, then grinned with terrifying delight. "You're truly a fool in love—willing to sacrifice your own life for that woman. How deeply devoted. It makes me even more eager to properly 'care' for her."

"Don't touch Lei Ting. She hasn't done anything to you!" Seeing Zhong Wanjun roared through gritted teeth: "I'm begging you."