Chapter 68

Of course, this is also because he knows that his hand has been saved and there is hope for a full recovery, which is why he can appear so spirited and not have suffered a serious blow.

"Originally, I wanted to give up martial arts and focus on music, but now I understand that no matter how peaceful the world is, if you don't have the ability, others will bully you. If you don't want to be bullied, you have to prove that you have the ability to kill someone."

Yao Bilian thought to herself that it was because you took the initiative to participate in the martial arts competition. How can you not get injured when you fight with others? You're not invincible. There are many ordinary people who live a peaceful life.

But she didn't say it aloud, because there was no need to demand that a twelve-year-old boy see through the ways of the world. It wouldn't hurt for his thoughts to be a little more youthful, passionate, or radical; it was always better than being melancholic and self-pitying.

"Then you should hurry up and heal your injury," Yao Bilian said, glancing at Ying Zhou's hand in a cast, and chuckled. "If there's anything you need help with, I can help you too."

Ying Zhou roared, "Shut up, you old woman! I can go to the toilet by myself!"

"Oh, so talking about this topic makes you think about going to the toilet? What an innocent young man." Yao Bilian licked her lips. "I never realized you were so naive. Your bad looks and personality are the only flaws; your mind is still very pure. Thinking about it that way, there's a strange kind of allure in the contrast. What should I do? Suddenly I'm tempted to steal from you?"

If it were Si Ming, he would have called the police at this point, but Ying Zhou only felt that the other party's eyes were a bit ominous, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, and it didn't seem like he intended to attack him with force.

"Nonsense! I don't understand anything you're spouting. I need to rest, so get out of here!"

Although he couldn't understand Yao Bilian's intentions, Ying Zhou felt he should follow his instincts and get rid of her first.

"Don't be so heartless. I'm still your nominal guardian. Ming took care of you all night yesterday, Heavenly Wheel. If I go back now, I'll get scolded for being irresponsible."

"Then you should just stay quietly to the side and not say a word."

"Heh heh, the tone of your voice is starting to sound more and more like a rebellious son complaining to his mother. Is it because we've been living together for so long that you've started to see me as your mother?"

"..."

Ying Zhou decisively shut up. He found that the more he argued with the other party, the more enthusiastic they became. Only by not giving any response would the other party get bored and quiet down.

"Silence means consent. Sigh, although I didn't want such a big son, I can tell from your eyes that you crave milk... maternal love deep down. I have no choice but to reluctantly sacrifice myself."

"Did you not answer because you weren't satisfied? Well, that makes sense. After all, my breasts are just average-sized. From a maternal perspective, I guess I lack tolerance. I can tell from your eyes, you're definitely going to become a big-breast fetishist someday."

"Speaking of which, Si Ming brought Primal Qi young man home last night. I've never seen him have any close male friends before. They must have met at the Youth Martial Arts Tournament, maybe they became friends through fighting. I'm a little worried. He's never brought a girl home before, and now he's inviting a boy to live with him. There's definitely something shady going on here."

Ying Zhou realized he was completely wrong. Even without any response, Yao Bilian could entertain herself and talk nonstop. At this moment, he suddenly understood that Si Ming's care for him was truly like that of an older brother. He always stopped short of interfering in his life and provided more help than he had imagined.

Si Ming slept in late. Although he was exhausted yesterday, he was young and his martial arts training made him much stronger than the average person. When he woke up, not only was his fatigue gone, but his previous injuries were also almost healed.

However, Lu Mao was more energetic than him. After getting up early to exercise, he even prepared a simple breakfast.

"Hmm, it tastes really good. It's the same congee with preserved egg and lean pork, so why can he make it so refreshing and extraordinary? Is there really such an unscientific thing as the power of food?"

What troubled Si Ming even more was that he felt a subtle sense of resistance to eating the breakfast prepared by the man in the morning.

"However, good food is ultimately innocent."

Despite his mental resistance, Si Ming couldn't resist the temptation of not having an appetite, and he finally finished his breakfast completely. Just as he was about to wash the dishes, the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Minggui Orphanage. Who are you looking for?"

"It's Si Ming," Pan De's voice came through the receiver. "I have something urgent to tell you. The murder case of Dai Zhuiguang has been transferred to our Mohist Knight Guard. The suspect has been identified as Han Lin from the Divine Leg Sect."

"It was him? How could that be! Why would he kill his own junior? With his cultivation level, he couldn't have escaped the police's calculations, right? Wasn't it said that Dai Zhuiguang died from the ultimate technique of the 'True Scripture of Sinful Punishment'?"

"We don't know the answers to these questions either, but after combining various clues, we find that all the evidence points to him. The apprentice of the Divine Leg Sect also testified that he saw him arguing with the deceased, and the reason seems to be the match that the deceased lost to you. In short, even if Han Lin is not the mastermind, he must be closely related to the murder."

"I understand. So, you called me to ask about Han Lin?"

"That's irrelevant. I'm calling to inform you that Han Lin has gone missing! If he really is the murderer, regardless of whether he deliberately concealed his strength until now or gained power through a fortuitous encounter, according to intelligence, the person he hates most is Yao Bilian, the head of your orphanage. You should quickly remind her to be careful and not to go out alone recently, or to stay at our Mohist Knight Guard base. You should also be careful not to let her take her anger out on you."

"... You should have called sooner."

Si Ming suddenly felt a chaotic killing intent surging over him. His scalp tingled, and he instinctively used the "Lazy Donkey Roll," a technique he had recently mastered, and rolled towards the corridor.

Almost simultaneously, with a loud crash, all the windows were shattered, and half of the wall was knocked down as a figure forced his way in from the outside.

"Yao Bilian, you bitch, get out here right now!"

Han Lin roared loudly, his voice deafening, shattering the remaining windows as well.

"Are you Han Lin?"

Si Ming looked surprised. If he hadn't been reminded over the phone, he would never have recognized the person in front of him as Han Lin.

Not only had the other person grown larger, but his facial features had also undergone subtle changes, as if he had undergone plastic surgery. Compared to his previous playboy appearance, he now had a more ferocious look, exuding an ominous aura, as if he were possessed by some monster. In particular, his hair stood on end in a rage, his eyes bulging and his hair bristling, making him look like a mad demon.

Han Lin recognized Si Ming: "It's you! Tell me quickly, where is that bitch Yao Bilian!"

She's not here, and I don't know where she went.

Han Lin stepped forward, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. "Are you going to protect her?"

The powerful aura emanating from the other party convinced Si Ming that Dai Zhuiguang was killed by Han Lin himself, and made him realize that they were not on the same level at all, and that he would have no chance of winning if a battle broke out.

"With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult for you to sense the surrounding atmosphere. If Yao Bilian is really here, how could you not sense her?"

Han Lin said, "I can't sense any aura right now."

Upon hearing this, Si Ming had a guess in his mind, but he remained calm and continued loudly, "You've made such a commotion, if she were here, how could she not come out?"

Han Lin looked around and, indeed hearing no other sounds, nodded. "You're right. It seems she really isn't here, so—you have no reason to continue living!"

A rumbling sound came from his abdomen. He stomped his feet hard, shattering the floor tiles, and charged forward. He threw a punch, his arm instantly doubling in size, carrying overflowing True Qi. It smashed down like a door, covering all directions and leaving no room for evasion.

If he were suddenly attacked, Si Ming would definitely not be able to dodge this punch and would be smashed into mincemeat. However, he had bought time by talking to others and secretly accumulated his True Qi. Now, he unleashed his full power, and golden light shone brightly. He had already entered the Solar Prominence State.