"I'll give it my all!" Lu Zhaoming thought to himself.

He quietly activated the system's "Special Ability Amplification Module," and instantly, a powerful energy surged throughout his body.

Taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Qi's men were searching, Lu Zhaoming suddenly attacked, grabbing Xiao Qi's wrist and twisting it forcefully.

"Ah!" Xiao Qi screamed as she lost her balance.

Taking advantage of the moment, Lu Zhaoming picked up Xiao Qi and disappeared into the crowd in a few flashes.

"Chase!" Xiao Qi's men reacted and immediately gave chase.

Lu Zhaoming took Xiaoqi to a secluded corner and threw her heavily to the ground.

"Speak, what does Ghost Blade want?" Lu Zhaoming asked coldly.

Xiaoqi clutched her wrist.

"Don't know?" Lu Zhaoming sneered. "It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

He reached out and grabbed Xiaoqi by the neck. "I'm giving you one last chance."

Xiao Qi's face flushed red, and she had difficulty breathing. "I...I'll tell you, Boss Ghost Blade suspects you're connected to the lab..."

Lu Zhaoming released his grip, and Xiao Qi collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.

"Remember, don't follow me again, or you won't be so lucky next time," Lu Zhaoming warned.

After saying that, he turned and left the corner, leaving Xiao Qi alone shivering in the wind.

Lu Zhaoming knew that this operation had already attracted the attention of Ghost Blade, and the upcoming auction would probably not go so smoothly.

Just as Lu Zhaoming was about to enter the auction, the system suddenly issued a notification: Just as Lu Zhaoming was about to swagger into the auction and experience a post-apocalyptic version of Christie's, the system's mechanical notification sound, like a needle, pierced his ears: "Abnormal energy fluctuations detected. Please be aware of potential threats." Lu Zhaoming's heart skipped a beat. It felt like reaching the final circle in a game and suddenly discovering a lone enemy nearby—a chilling experience.

He turned around abruptly, squinted, and scanned his surroundings as if scanning a QR code.

In the distance, a familiar, eerie blue light flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp. Damn it, this thing is relentless!

The feeling was like being bombarded with calls from an ex, impossible to shake off.

"No way, they managed to catch up with us?" Lu Zhaoming rubbed his chin, cursing inwardly, "They're even more troublesome than paparazzi!" He subconsciously touched the map in his pocket, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

The eerie blue light drew closer, and a strange smell filled the air, like a mixture of rotten eggs and burnt plastic—the pungent odor was indescribable.

Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, feeling the increasing pressure in the air, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

He licked his lips and muttered to himself, "Looks like there's going to be a good show tonight..." Suddenly, a seductive voice came from behind him: "Oh, isn't this our 'information broker'? What are you doing hiding here all by yourself?" Lu Zhaoming turned around abruptly and saw a hot woman in a red bodysuit leaning against the wall, looking at him with a playful expression.

The woman held a slender cigarette in her hand, the red smoke swirling around her fingertips, adding to her mystique.

Lu Zhaoming recognized her; she was none other than the infamous "Sister Fox" of the black market, and also the host of this auction.

“Sister Fox…” Lu Zhaoming narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with wariness, “What are you doing here?”