Still Want to Make Trouble?

On the second floor of the villa, a Dark Church spatial mage lay flat on the ground. He had no words to describe it all. He originally thought he was just being suppressed and unable to move, but he never expected the space in front of him to shatter, revealing a tattered opening. Although he did not know what it was, it looked far more advanced than spatial magic.

He had thought this mission would be a breeze, but instead he was completely sucked into it. He was already numb, devoid of fear, as that opening slowly swallowed him up, and the second floor returned to peace.

"Qianqian be a good girl, daddy grilled the meat for you, oh." At that moment, Ling Yun finished his watermelon and walked over, while the suppression continued.

"Daddy, hug." The little one lay in Lin Qiuyan's arms and stretched out both hands.

"Mwah." Ling Yun caught her and kissed her, continuously channeling divine power into her to steady her mood.

"Daddy, why are they all on the ground?" The little one looked at the crowd on the ground and asked in confusion.

"They all got sick. One after another, they said they felt dizzy and couldn't stand up, so they insisted on lingering on the floor," Ling Yun explained as he patted her head.

A group of women were left speechless with dark lines across their foreheads.

"What are you panicking about, what are you afraid of? It's not like something happened to you. Look at them, they're all doing fine. Who knows how much they're enjoying themselves?" Ling Yun was also speechless looking at this bunch of women. Each of them was scared out of their wits—was there any need for that?

"Daddy, they're so pitiful." The little one's kind heart welled up, and looking at them caused a slight stir in her heart.

"Qianqian, daddy understands. I'll call an ambulance for them right away," Ling Yun said with a righteous expression.

"Mm, daddy is the best." After speaking, she even kissed Ling Yun.

"Stop daydreaming, all of you. Come over and eat and drink. This is a very rare occasion indeed. Why mind them? You can't interfere anyway, so let's get hyped up," Ling Yun set the rhythm and shouted.

"Brother Yun, I want some grilled meat." Song Song snapped back to reality. If the sky fell, someone would hold it up, and it wasn't her business anyway. The important things were eating grilled meat and watermelon.

"Me too, I want some too, and watermelon as well."

"Honestly, if your kidneys are no good, don't push yourselves. What's with trying to be a seven-times-a-night hero? Now look at you, your legs are weak and you're dizzy."

The people lying on the ground turned even redder in the face upon hearing those words. They made no sound, holding their breath and enduring it.

"Ling Yun, how can you be like this!" In Qin Lan's eyes, Ling Yun was simply kicking a man while he was down. Why didn't this expert suppress this fellow as well?

"I'm speaking the truth. Beibei, don't be scared, come over and eat." Ling Yun chose to ignore her.

Beibei wriggled her body to signal Qin Xianglian to put her down.

"Little Beibei performed well. Uncle will give you an extra watermelon later for you to take back. Here, eat some grilled meat now." With that, he handed the grilled meat to Beibei.

Lin Yueyan did not believe Ling Yun's words. Was he tricking a kid? Two? He probably couldn't even produce one!

Beibei clapped her hands. "Thank you, handsome uncle. Beibei wants a big one, oh."

Ling Yun walked into the living room and brewed over a dozen cups of tea, handing a cup to each person. It was too extravagant; if the immortal emperors knew, they would be ticked off to death.

At that moment, Xu Le regained mobility, hastily rolled over, and heaved heavy breaths. A group of women crowded around and asked questions left and right, but Xu Le simply said he had no idea what was going on—he certainly didn't dare reveal that Ling Yun had unleashed it.

"Xu Le, what's going on? How did you pull it off?" Long Hu was depressed. He had tried many methods to no avail, so how did Xu Le manage it? He certainly didn't think that senior had let him off, since everyone was together.

"Don't ask me, everyone, I don't know either. Maybe it's because I'm a good person," Xu Le chuckled foolishly.

You a good person? My foot! Just a moment ago you were still pinned down, so how on earth did you pull it off? Could it be that the mysterious senior had truly let him off?

"Uncle Xu Le, are your dizzinesses gone?" Beibei licked a meat skewer and asked with curiosity.

"Beibei, once uncle rests a bit, it won't be dizzy."

"That won't do. Daddy said kidney deficiency is an illness, and resting won't cure it," Qianqian chimed in from the side.

Xu Le felt like he was going to vomit blood at these two bratty kids.

"Mom, did Second Grandpa get sick too?"

"Beibei, maybe so." Qin Xianglian truly didn't know how to answer that question. It was all Ling Yun's fault—why did he have to lie to a child? Now look at this, how was she supposed to explain?

"Mom, let's call an ambulance quickly, okay? Looking at Second Grandpa, he looks so uncomfortable." Beibei had deep affection for Long Hu.

Sure enough, the suppression grew more and more intense. Many people couldn't take it, blood trickling from their mouths as they felt their internal organs about to shatter.

"Xu Le, what should we do? My third brother can't hold on anymore," Long Yanran asked anxiously.

"What can I do? I have no way either. We can only wait," Xu Le shook his head, while Ling Yun still made no movement.

"Haha, I can move."

"Me too."

"Oh my goodness, it's finally over."

"Phew, phew."

"Happy."

"I'm still alive."

"Let's go, leave this place immediately, the mission is off." The moment Amak regained his mobility, he immediately made a decision.

"Boss, can we leave?"

"Baruda, let's go together, our chances of survival will be greater."

Baruda nodded at Amak, indicating his agreement. He also wanted to continue following Blood, but the suddenly appeared powerhouse was too strong—reaching an unimaginable level. He had to leave alive and report all of this to the Holy See. As for the Blue Diamond, he would figure out another plan later.

"Leave? Don't even think about walking away just like that. I want to kill them." Long Hu still remembered that gunshot from earlier. Hatred had to be avenged on the spot; although he was currently injured as well, Amak was equally injured.

"Senior Ouyang, we can't let them go. Who knows if they'll come back again? We can't miss such a great opportunity," Old Master Qin said as he suppressed his injuries.

"Mm, what you said is right. Stop them." Although Ouyang Xiu didn't understand why they could suddenly move, he didn't care anymore. Blood could not be allowed to escape.

"Don't come over, don't forget, I have a gun!" Amak panicked a little, not expecting the enemy to really not plan on letting them go.

Amak pulled out his pistol again, his confidence soaring high. Both sides confronted each other once more.

(I have things to do tomorrow, updated early.)