"Something exploded! Holy crap, it was so powerful!"

"Go check it out! It looks like a car has exploded, and there are still quite a few people inside!"

"Holy crap, it's real! Help!"

"Luo Chen! Are you alright?"

Fang Xue and the others quickly ran over and came to Luo Chen's side.

Seeing the concern on the girls' faces, Luo Chen felt a surge of warmth in his heart and said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry. It seems like something exploded outside."

Luo Chen led his group outside the mall to see what had caused the explosion.

Just now... I heard those passersby say that... there seemed to be quite a few people inside the car?

As soon as they came out, a pungent smell of burning filled everyone's nostrils. Luo Chen frowned and forcibly suppressed his nausea.

In the darkness, Luo Chen sensed a connection.

Following this feeling, he arrived at the alley next to the mall, just outside where he had left from.

As soon as Luo Chen arrived, he was struck as if by lightning, and the phone he was holding fell from his hand.

The phone fell to the ground with a "thud," the force so great that several cracks appeared on the screen.

"System, what kind of organization is the War God Temple that I'm facing...?"

"Is Ye Feng the protagonist, or... is he the villain?"

Luo Chen asked, his throat dry.

Luo Chen's body trembled slightly.

His hands clenched into fists, and with the force, his nails pierced his skin and dug deep into his flesh.

The pain failed to arouse Luo Chen.

This was because what Luo Chen saw was a scene that resembled hell.

Those once lively and energetic thugs were now lying dead, scattered everywhere.

Whether lying in the alley or slumped in a corner, without exception, they all had burn marks on their bodies.

Luo Chen didn't know if they were still breathing; he dared not think about it.

[The host shouldn't trust Cao Wei; the people of the Temple of War... have no feelings.]

This is the most egregious incident in the history of Yan Province.

The impact included, but was not limited to: more than 30 people injured, 19 seriously injured, 4 disabled, and windows of dozens of residential buildings in the surrounding area broken.

Meanwhile, it indirectly triggered three traffic accidents on the surrounding roads.

This incident is by no means trivial.

Fortunately, there were not too many deaths. Apart from those who were killed on the spot, the most seriously injured people were able to survive and were not in danger of losing their lives.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

Several medical staff in white coats set up a stretcher and ran past Luo Chen.

Luo Chen moved aside woodenly, standing there blankly, feeling dizzy and disoriented, unable to notice anything around him.

"Luo Chen... are you alright?"

Fang Xue walked over and gently took Luo Chen's hand in hers, using the warmth of her palm to warm the coldness in his hand.

"Luo Chen, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault that things have turned out this way."

Yan Yan and Lang Ya exchanged a glance, and Lang Ya spoke first.

"That's right, this was something that happened inside the Temple of War. It was Cao Wei's ruthlessness that made him able to do such a thing."

Fang Xue frowned slightly. The burnt smell in the air made her feel nauseous. "Moreover, these thugs deserved their fate."

"I'm fine."

Luo Chen took a deep breath, clearing his mind of thoughts. He turned around, looked at the crowd, noticed the concern in their eyes, smiled, and said softly:

"Let's go, let's get ready for the New Year."

Luo Chen's eyes were devoid of any other emotion, only a blank indifference remained.

Luo Chen and his group put the New Year's goods they had bought into the trunk of the car, and then drove away from the mall, heading home.

Jiang Shiyu wanted to go with them, but Jiang Fu forcibly took her away on the grounds that it was time to go home.

After all, Jiang Shiyu now faces the risk of being intercepted and killed whenever she goes out, so staying at the Jiang family home is the safest option.

Although Jiang Fu guessed that Jiang Zetian was behind it all, as long as Jiang Shiyu was in the Jiang family, Jiang Zetian wouldn't dare to harm her.

Jiang Fu had considered everything very thoroughly.

Wolf Fang was in charge of driving, while Yan Yan sat in the passenger seat, turning his head to talk to Tang Cheng, who was sitting in the back.

Fang Xue and Luo Luo opened their iPads and started writing and drawing on them, seemingly doing something in a strange way.

Everyone was discussing unrelated topics, and they all tacitly avoided mentioning the explosion that had just occurred.

It's not because...they weren't interested in it.

However, the group tacitly agreed not to discuss the incident.

The host's inner world is not as calm as it appears on the surface.

The system's voice rang in Luo Chen's mind.

"Is that so? Perhaps."

Luo Chen leaned back in his chair, gazing out the window. He stretched out a finger and gently stroked the armrest of the chair, the movement extremely slow. "System, what level of strength do I need to reach to be able to face the War God Temple and Ye Feng head-on?"

It's very difficult.

The system was silent for a moment before saying this.

"It's difficult... but not without a chance, right?"

Luo Chen smiled, and a fierce flame rose in his eyes.

This time... Cao Wei really angered him, and the organization behind him called the Temple of War Gods also angered Luo Chen.

"Can someone do something like this without any feelings?"

Luo Chen let out a cold laugh, still harboring resentment towards Cao Wei's actions.

"I will not let you go, Cao Wei, and the Temple of War behind you."

"Ye Feng, you can't escape either."

Luo Chen murmured, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Luo Chen remembered this debt.

Unforgettable.

This was the first time that Luo Chen had felt such murderous intent towards Ye Feng.

Even with Ye Lin from before, Luo Chen wouldn't have had too many thoughts about him.

But Ye Feng really angered Luo Chen.

Thus began the feud between the two.

and……

It's a fight to the death!

[...]

Yan Province, where Tianjinwei is located.

Inside a spacious and bright office.

Mao Tu slammed the table over, angrily pointing at the bald, middle-aged man in front of him and roaring, "Are you crazy? This man named Ye Feng is clearly a martial artist with considerable cultivation, and he even attacked ordinary people in broad daylight. Are we wrong to arrest him?"

"Isn't it our duty, the Tianjin Guard, to arrest all these criminal martial artists? And now you want to release this person?"

"Let me tell you, Zhang Wu, you're just an ordinary leader. Your influence doesn't extend to my Tianjin Guard!"