Tian Heng Society

Nanjiang Second Research Institute.

Chen Yun, dressed in a white lab coat, hurried out of the laboratory building with a lunchbox in hand and rushed toward the staff cafeteria.

"It's so late. I hope there's still food left."

Her face looked weary, but Chen Yun's eyes were bright with anticipation.

The knowledge of the physical and mechanical world truly was as vast as the sea. Every new discovery left her feeling fulfilled.

If she kept this up, perhaps she really could summarize a better set of experimental methods.

Or even reach new research conclusions.

Tap tap tap tap tap!

Her steps lightened as she brushed past a finely dressed young woman halfway there.

"Sister Chen Yun."

"Gao Xue."

They smiled and exchanged greetings. Chen Yun did not think much of it and hurried off to the cafeteria.

In contrast, the woman named Gao Xue paused and looked back at Chen Yun's retreating figure.

"Heh."

The smile on Gao Xue's face faded as she curled her lips disdainfully.

Her gold earrings swayed as she turned. She soon reached the entrance of the research institute, where the security guards along the way all nodded to her amiably.

Looking over, she saw a Lailaosi bearing a Flying Eagle Emblem parked by the roadside. Beside it stood a young driver, along with two black Flying Speed Brand sedans guarding the front and rear.

Seeing her appear, the young driver quickly opened the rear door for her.

"Xiao Xue." A middle-aged man sat in the back seat and called to her fondly.

"Dad, how much longer do I have to stay in this dump?"

Gao Xue got into the car, her face full of impatience. "I'm sick of putting on an act with these people every day."

"Especially that Chen Yun. She reeks of cheap poverty."

The middle-aged man raised his brows upon hearing this. The driver understood and quickly drove away.

"Wait until the experiment is over. It's safer that way."

"Ah, that long still? No, I don't want to stay here anymore." Gao Xue complained.

"Be good."

"Everything has already been arranged. You need to stay here long enough to establish proof, or you'll leave traces."

His tone was calm, his gaze deep.

"As for Chen Yun, she's your best stepping stone. I've already sent people to investigate her family."

"They may be ordinary, but you still need to be patient, like a hunter."

His tone gradually turned stern. After hearing him out, Gao Xue reluctantly let the matter drop.

Lin Hao: That car belongs to the Tian Heng Society. See if it's this one.

Inside the supermarket, Chen Feng looked at the message on his phone.

Lin Hao had sent him a picture. He opened it and found that it was indeed identical.

Lin Hao: Did you offend someone?

The Tian Heng Society isn't some small gang. It has plenty of businesses under its name and is almost on par with some corporate groups.

As more messages came in, Chen Feng frowned, growing even more puzzled.

He had heard of the Tian Heng Society.

Or, more accurately, the original owner of this body had heard of it.

It was a major local gang in Nanjiang City, controlling quite a bit of Gray Industry.

It had once been called the Tian Heng Gang, but after growing larger, it became the Tian Heng Society.

But—

When had he ever come into conflict with this organization?

Puzzled, Chen Feng glanced out the supermarket window.

The Black Car was parked by the roadside. The two men inside had rolled down their windows, puffing clouds of smoke and casually tossing their cigarette butts onto the street.

They had followed him three times in a row, yet had not taken any further action against him.

Chen Feng could not help but question their motives.

"Are they waiting for an opportunity to make a move?"

"Or are they investigating me?"

As the thought crossed his mind, Chen Feng felt an urge to have a proper talk with the two people following him.

Buzz buzz!

His phone vibrated again. Lin Hao had sent another message.

Lin Hao: Don't go head-to-head with the Tian Heng Society. Those guys have gun permits.

The indirect warning made Chen Feng rein in his thoughts.

He was an amateur eighth dan, that much was true.

But if he encountered firearms, he would still be in serious trouble.

"I'll adapt as things unfold."

He remained vigilant while also feeling a wave of pressure.

Chen Feng eventually sent Lin Hao a message of thanks and could only choose to endure for now.

Time quietly passed. He had no interest in anything else and remained on guard against the Black Car watching outside.

Finally, as midnight approached.

Buzz!

The engine started. The Black Car turned on its lights and slowly drove away.

The malice within his perception faded, and Chen Feng's taut nerves eased slightly.

"Xiao Yao, tidy up. We'll be heading home soon."

Li Hongxia's voice rang out, and Chen Feng gradually pulled his thoughts back.

He then cleaned the supermarket with her, while Xu Yao also voluntarily helped put the mop back in its place.

With a rustle.

The three of them walked out of the supermarket, and the rolling shutter was pulled down and locked.

"We're leaving, Xiaofeng."

"Okay, Sister Hongxia. Take care on the way."

"Goodbye, Brother Chen Feng."

This time, without waiting for Li Hongxia to remind her, Xu Yao sat on the back of the electric bike, hugged her tightly, and called out on her own.

Chen Feng gave her a small wave, and the two sides said their goodbyes.

Watching the mother and daughter disappear down the street, Chen Feng quietly surveyed his surroundings.

His gaze was guarded, his perception stretched to its limit.

Tap tap!

Footsteps sounded as he walked slowly, more vigilant than at any other moment.

At the roadside barbecue stall, charcoal burned as white smoke rose.

The scent of lightly charred meat rushed towards him. A few drunken men beside the stall were red-faced from drinking.

He withdrew his gaze and passed the entrances to several alleyways.

A full fifteen minutes later, Chen Feng finally returned to his apartment complex.

Click!

The door opened, then gently closed.

Only after inspecting the environment inside and carefully extending his perception—

Did Chen Feng finally let out a breath.

"No one has been here."

After confirming that, the hunger in his stomach quickly surfaced as he relaxed for the first time in a while.

Chen Feng immediately opened the refrigerator and ate three bags of bread, two cartons of milk, and two Energy Bars before his hunger finally subsided.

He then glanced at the nearly empty refrigerator.

There were only a few bags of bread and milk left, as well as half a bag of frozen beef.

Chen Feng shook his head inwardly.

"I need to restock tomorrow."

As the thought arose, he let out a breath.

Perhaps because of the stalking, along with the Tian Heng Society lurking behind it all—

He felt a trace of irritation grow inside him.

Without deliberately using his willpower to suppress it, Chen Feng soon went into the bathroom and turned on the showerhead.

Pitter patter!

Water poured down, soaking his entire body.

The lines of his muscles ran deep and defined, veins and blood vessels appearing and disappearing beneath his skin.

Under the dim yellow light, the cool stream of water washed over him, and Chen Feng's thoughts gradually became clearer.

"First, find out who's behind this."

"If we can talk, we'll talk. If we can make peace, we'll make peace."

Chen Feng's eyes returned to calm. He casually twisted the showerhead switch and shut off the water.

"If the conflict can't be reconciled."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He grabbed a towel and dried himself, then returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed while his body was still weary.

His boxing training was just beginning to show results, and he was about to come into contact with a Martial Dao School.

He would never allow anyone to interrupt the path ahead of him.

So—

Chen Feng slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking as he entered the Dream World once more.

"Whoever you are, don't push me."