Chapter 58: Overpowered

"Alright, I’ll head over right away. You all continue the interrogation," Cheng Fei said on the other end of the line.

Lin Hui was dozing in his chair when he was startled awake by Fang Wenxuan’s phone call. He opened his eyes and glanced at the coat draped over him, a faint smile curling at his lips. He remembered it well—this was Fang Wenxuan’s coat, left here in case he needed it on cold nights when working overtime.

He lowered his head and inhaled the scent lingering on the coat, a blend of body fragrance and the clean aroma of soap. That scent filled his senses, and in an instant, Lin Hui’s heart gave a sudden, violent flutter.

In the distance, Fang Wenxuan was preparing to head to the second interrogation room. Lin Hui hurriedly got up, carefully hung up Fang Wenxuan’s coat, and followed after him.

"Why didn’t you wake me up?" Lin—

The Golden Week began in a flurry of activity, yet Chitanda Seigyoku slept soundly, not waking until nearly noon, having fallen asleep a little after nine.

Just as Zhuang Jingyi had breathed a sigh of relief, the scene before her made her pupils contract to pinpoints.

"What’s with those looks on your faces? Is it really so strange to dream of being a paparazzo?" Lin Wanbai questioned, seeing the speechless expressions on the two faces before her.

Meanwhile, Aki and his companions were boarding the train heading northwest to Tokyo, while Haruno, naturally, took the eastbound train back to Inage District in Chiba for classes—conveniently in the same direction as those bound for Sōbu High School.

Though she secretly looked down on that privileged official’s son, Yang Kaihua—the squad captain—she didn’t really see anything particularly problematic with the recent incident.

Although Gao Meng had not spoken explicitly, he understood well enough that Gao Meng referred to Song Rui’s matter. With a chuckle, he turned and ran off.

"Of course! After all, intelligence is on my side," Lin Shengyin said with a proud, smug expression, then shot Song Yi’ai a look as if to say, "Envy me, be jealous."

While Chitanda, unable to catch what the two were saying, was anxiously hopping with impatience, President Chitanda remained silent for a moment. Though he didn’t believe a word of it, he looked at Eri’s youthful, fashionable, evidently expensive attire and sighed as if it were nothing special.

Sure enough, the moment that killer line left her lips, Nan Jinghong’s expression changed abruptly; even the sharp curve of his thin lips softened into a smile.

Though his arms ached from being gripped by Yue Ziyun, he understood her feelings at that moment.

The doctor shouted irritably that this was an emergency and that direct blood donation from the biological parents was out of the question, as it could cause serious complications.

Witnessing this strange sight, Ye Feng and his two companions looked around warily, but aside from Lin Qiuyue’s body on the lounge chair, there was no one else present.

Moreover, Yue Ziyun had brought this from elsewhere; perhaps its effects surpassed even those found in the Divine Domain.

At the same time, they surmised that since these people knew about their son, it was highly likely that his death was tied to them.

Hearing the steward's words, the other seven also found it reasonable and remained concealed, not daring to make a sound.

Yet, there was not a trace of dark energy in his heart. Huan Lingkong truly couldn’t fathom how those corpse demons had managed to create such a body.

Following the custom of respecting elders, Ye Feng intended to wait for the old man in yellow to take the first bite before eating.

Outside in the courtyard, seven or eight bodies of Ye Manor servants lay scattered. As for when the man in black had struck, none of the three inside the house had noticed a thing.

Watching Yue Ziyun steadily advancing toward the men in black robes, they were inexplicably gripped by fear—a sensation foreign to them for many years.

As the objects spun, a pattern resembling a yin-yang disc rapidly took shape, similar to a tai chi diagram, though it seemed to lack the two "fish eyes." Then, with a sudden swoosh, the tai chi diagram shot straight toward Yang Tianqi.

Yang Tianming, no longer eating, continued onward. After a while, he spotted, at the edge of the Bitter Sea, a towering silver-white tree.

And with utmost composure, he uttered a remark so infuriating that Tang Luoluo nearly coughed up blood.

"With you on board, even if they want to try something, they'll hesitate. So I think we’ll make it onto the ship without trouble," the man said, curling his lips slightly, clearly unconcerned about the car following behind.