What? Li Qingshan?

One Patrol Bureau staff member after another emerged from the stairwell and poured into the lobby.

Li Qingshan glanced at the Mecha hovering in midair. It remained motionless, with no intention of replying.

"So aloof?"

Helpless, Li Qingshan could only abandon the idea of striking up a rapport and obediently follow the staff back to the ground.

Along the way, Li Qingshan explained every detail from beginning to end.

Naturally, the suited middle-aged man was excluded.

The staff did not ask many questions. They merely recorded everything word for word and told him they would contact him again if necessary. Once the information had been verified, a reward would also be transferred to him.

Back at the parking lot, Li Qingshan had just stepped out of the stairwell when the Little Fatty spread his arms and rushed over excitedly.

"Coach, are you okay?"

Li Qingshan extended one finger and pressed it against Cao Shaoyu's forehead, saying with faint disdain,

"Don't you go around talking about being a real man all day? What kind of behavior is all this hugging and clinging?"

"Uh... I was worried."

Cao Shaoyu stopped awkwardly, rubbing his chubby hands together.

Not far away, Cheng An wore a miserable expression as he honestly explained himself to an investigator.

The moment he saw Li Qingshan, his eyes lit up. He immediately jogged over and complained,

"Boss, your colleague doesn't follow the rules. I already explained everything about tonight, but he still wants to dig into my past..."

"Cough, cough!" Li Qingshan gave two dry coughs, glanced at the staff member beside him, then waved his hand with a solemn expression.

"Cooperate properly. I guarantee you'll be fine!"

"Thank you, Boss!"

Cheng An's face brightened, and he ran back.

Li Qingshan turned to the staff member beside him, who was looking at him strangely, and said as if nothing had happened,

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. I asked him to help with quite a few things before this. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to uncover the Evil God Cultists' plot, stop the Sacrifice, and save the people from fire and water..."

"Understood, understood. I'll handle it right away."

The staff member wore an expression like he was badly constipated. He hurriedly cut Li Qingshan off and turned to deal with Cheng An's matter.

Compared to the merits Li Qingshan had claimed, impersonating a Patrol Bureau officer was nothing. Letting off a chip runner was no big deal either.

"Coach, my dad will be here soon. He wants to meet you," Cao Shaoyu said from beside him.

"Your dad?" Li Qingshan raised his brows in surprise.

"Weren't your parents supposed to come tomorrow?"

Cao Shaoyu pulled a bitter face and muttered,

"I don't know where my dad got the news. He called me the moment I came up here."

That fast?

Li Qingshan's thoughts spun rapidly, and he quickly guessed where Cao Shaoyu's father had gotten his information.

The Patrol Bureau!

There had not been the slightest whisper about Silver Glow Hotel before this. Cao Shaoyu's father could not possibly have foreseen that his son would be in danger here.

Moreover, the time he had called Cao Shaoyu happened to be shortly after Li Qingshan had sent the report to Wan Keshan.

In other words, Cao Shaoyu's father had not only learned of the Patrol Bureau's report immediately, but had also discovered that his son was at Silver Glow Hotel.

Hiss! His background really was astonishing!

Li Qingshan sucked in a breath and looked at the foolish Little Fatty before him. He could not help reaching out and rubbing the other boy's head.

Before learning the Mizong Step, this Little Fatty with an astonishing background had been beaten up at school every day.

But soon, another question occurred to Li Qingshan.

Cao Shaoyu's father was in Wu Yi City, the provincial capital, more than five hundred kilometers away from Luoying.

Even if he had received the news immediately, only twenty minutes had passed by now.

Twenty minutes, five hundred kilometers? What kind of vehicle could travel that fast?

A sonic boom rang out, interrupting Li Qingshan's thoughts. He looked up in confusion.

He saw a shadow trailing layer upon layer of airwaves as it sped in from the distant night sky.

In just a few seconds, the shadow reached the skies above Silver Glow Hotel and abruptly stopped.

The transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness was as though inertia did not exist.

The shadow slowly descended from midair, revealing a streamlined body brimming with futuristic flair.

"My dad's here!" Cao Shaoyu waved excitedly. Li Qingshan came back to himself and expressionlessly spat out two words.

"Too small."

"This car is still small?" Cao Shaoyu turned back in confusion.

"Coach, I've ridden in this car before. There's tons of space inside."

"I wasn't saying the car was small. I was saying my horizons were too small."

Li Qingshan stared at the descending flying car and could not help ruffling the Little Fatty's hair again.

A four-wheeled car could not possibly travel that fast, but a wheel-less flying car could!

Being able to use a flying car in the Old Continent truly lived up to "astonishing background."

With the flying car directly overhead, everyone on the ground consciously cleared out a ten-meter-radius "parking space."

Soon, the flying car landed, and its door opened.

A huge fatty nearly two meters tall, with a waistline nearly two meters wide as well, jumped out of the vehicle.

The ground trembled faintly, and the fat around his waist quivered, yet the huge fatty's expression remained perfectly normal, as though he had exerted no effort at all.

"Dad!" Cao Shaoyu pulled Li Qingshan forward.

"I brought Coach Li."

"Brat!" The huge fatty first glared at his son, then turned to Li Qingshan with a beaming smile.

"Coach Li, I'm this brat's father, Cao Ya. I had originally planned to thank you in person tomorrow. I didn't expect such a coincidence tonight."

Li Qingshan carefully observed Cao Ya's smiling face. Once he confirmed that Cao Ya was not here to demand an explanation, he took the initiative and said,

"Mr. Cao, you're too polite. Tonight was my fault. I shouldn't have brought him here."

"Coach Li, there's no need to cover for this brat!" Cao Ya waved a large hand and slapped the back of his son's head.

"I've already investigated it. This brat has been asking around about Silver Glow Hotel recently."

"Fortunately, Coach Li came with him today. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened!"

Cao Shaoyu's eyes watered from the pain, and he said with a wronged expression,

"Dad! How can you blame me for this? Who would've known Evil God Cultists could sneak into a fighting arena?"

"I'll deal with you when we get home tonight!"

Cao Ya glared at him, then looked at Li Qingshan again and turned sideways in invitation.

"Coach Li, it's not easy to hail a car here. Why don't you take my car back? We can talk on the way."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Li Qingshan went along with it and boarded the hovercar with curiosity.

There was no driver inside, not even a driver's seat. It seemed to rely entirely on intelligent controls.

Inside the spacious cabin, a circular sofa ran around the perimeter, and behind its backrest was a completely transparent porthole.

Cao Ya and his son got in. After confirming Li Qingshan's address, Cao Ya made a few simple settings on the Communicator, and the flying car slowly rose into the air.

Li Qingshan sat on the sofa and looked through the porthole at the crowd below gradually shrinking away.

Suddenly, a Crimson Light caught his attention.

The Crimson Light flew from afar toward Silver Glow Hotel. Though it had not broken the sound barrier, it was still extremely fast.

Even stranger, the red light was clearly not dazzling, yet Li Qingshan's eyes stung uncontrollably, as though he were staring directly at the sun.

As the red light neared the parking lot, the thing within gradually became clearer.

Li Qingshan endured the discomfort, widened his eyes, and looked down.

The red light was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it plunged into the hole Cold Moon Flying Shuttle had smashed open earlier.

Though he had only caught a fleeting glimpse, Li Qingshan still saw it clearly.

It was neither a Mecha nor any other technological creation. At the center of the red light was only a burly figure.

Li Qingshan even knew this person.

"Teacher Wan?"

On the third basement level, all the surviving spectators had already been carried away, while the remaining staff were investigating the clues.

The Silver Mech still hovered in midair, guarding the scene.

Suddenly, a burly figure fell through the hole in the ceiling and smashed heavily into the floor.

Ash billowed up, shrouding the newcomer.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! These Evil God Scum still stink as strongly as ever!"

Wan Keshan swung his arms fiercely, fanning away the dust.

Suddenly, his movements froze. His nose twitched as he sniffed hard.

"No, this smell isn't right!"

Wan Keshan's gaze was like lightning as he stared toward the center of the lobby.

The lava formed from the arena had turned dark red, its surface covered by a layer of dark ash.

Wan Keshan flashed over to the lava's edge and scooped up some ash with his bare hand. Lava slid between his fingers without so much as harming his skin.

Wan Keshan rubbed the ash between his fingers and brought it to his nose for a light sniff. His brow gradually furrowed.

"An Evil God Projection?"

"Only a half-finished product." Yu Man drifted down from midair and stood beside Wan Keshan.

"The Sacrifice planned by the Evil God Cultists had more than a thousand people as offerings. If they had completed it successfully, they might truly have summoned a Flesh Demon God Projection."

An Evil God Projection contained a trace of the Evil God's will. It was not on the same level as the half-finished product from before.

If an Evil God Projection had truly descended, setting aside whether she and Wan Keshan could defeat it together, the aftershocks of the battle alone would have been enough to destroy several blocks and leave countless dead and wounded.

"Hehe, Uncle was still smarter. I had you come over first and ruin the Sacrifice ahead of time."

Wan Keshan pinched his chin and grinned smugly, then turned to look around.

"Where's Li Qingshan?"

"He already left. Actually..."

Yu Man had not finished speaking before Wan Keshan's laughter cut her off.

"Hahaha, I knew it. With how clever that kid is, he must've run off long ago."

Wan Keshan laughed freely, but inwardly, he let out a sigh of relief.

After receiving the news earlier, he had been afraid there might be danger around Li Qingshan, so he had not dared contact him.

Just now, when he had seen so many survivors outside but failed to spot Li Qingshan among them, his heart had risen into his throat.

Fortunately, he could finally rest easy now.

"Uncle, Li Qingshan was the last one to leave."

The Mecha was expressionless, but Yu Man's voice carried helplessness.

"What do you mean?" Wan Keshan froze.

"Although I killed this half-finished product, I wasn't the one who ruined the Sacrifice. It was Li Qingshan!"

"What? Li Qingshan?"