What Is Called a Surprise

The moment Lin Hai thought of it, Kingpin's broad, burly body involuntarily surfaced in his mind—those knotted muscles, arms as thick as thighs... A chill ran down his spine.

"Good Lord! What the hell am I thinking about?!"

He shook his head hard, so violently it was as if he wanted to fling that bizarre and dangerous thought right out of his brain. That idea was far too terrifying!

Kingpin, who had been about to return with Lin Hai, happened to see his sudden exaggerated reaction. With some concern and confusion, he asked, "Doctor Lin? What are you..."

Embarrassment flashed through Lin Hai's eyes, and he hurriedly forced a smile. "N-No, it's nothing! Maybe I was down there too long and it got a little... um, a little stuffy. Shouldn't we head back? Come on, come on. We still need to study these Dragon Bones."

Kingpin had not paid much attention to Lin Hai's strange behavior in the first place, and now Lin Hai successfully redirected his attention.

Although he had no interest in using Dragon Bones to prolong life or resurrect the dead, even with his status as New York's underground emperor, he had never come into contact with something like Dragon Bones. Naturally, he was somewhat curious about them.

"Fine, let's go back first." Kingpin readily agreed, no longer asking about Lin Hai's odd behavior. Together, they headed for the private elevator that went directly to the surface.

Some time later, the two returned to Kingpin's office. After taking their seats, they formally began discussing the specific uses of the Dragon Bone fragments Lin Hai had brought back.

Lin Hai already had some preliminary plans in mind, so he spoke first. "Mr. Wilson, I have a few ideas regarding these Dragon Bones."

"Now that Madame Gao is under