"ah!!!!!!!!!!!"
A howl, inhuman in sound, suddenly burst from his throat.
The pain contained in that voice sent a chill down the spines of all the pursuers present.
Shen Li suddenly turned his head, his eyes now completely bloodshot.
He abandoned all parrying and pounced on the nearest enemy like a killing machine.
He didn't care how many injuries he suffered or how much blood he shed; all he wanted was to destroy everything in front of him.
The pursuers were terrified by his suicidal fighting style and were forced into a retreat.
Just then, a precise blast of a tranquilizer gun rang out.
A syringe was precisely injected into the side of Shen Li's neck.
His movements suddenly froze. He took one last look at the cliff that had swallowed Zi Xi, then swayed and fell straight backward.
Several agile men in black suits quickly stepped forward and helped him up as he fell.
"Old Master Qin, we've found the young master."
The leader, with a stern expression, reported in a low voice into the communicator.
*
When Shen Li woke up again, he was in an extremely luxurious room.
Beneath me was a soft velvet mattress, and the air was filled with the mixed smells of disinfectant and expensive spices.
His back wound had been properly treated and bandaged, and he had been dressed in clean silk pajamas.
But Shen Li felt no comfort and no pain in his body.
His maternal grandfather, the powerful and influential Old Master Qin, sat on the sofa by the bed, looking at him with a complex expression in his eyes, which eventually turned into a sigh.
"Ah Li, I know everything. He's just an idiot. Forget about him."
Shen Li did not react at all, as if he had not heard.
He didn't speak, like a delicate shell whose soul had been taken away.
Although she cooperated with the treatment and ate on time, there was no longer any light in her eyes.
He became a true walking corpse, alive only because he was still breathing.
Only in the dead of night, when no one is watching, would he walk to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and look at the dark night sky outside, as if he could see through the distance and see the cliff that swallowed his entire world.
Then, with his fingertips, he unconsciously traced two words on the cold glass over and over again.
Xi Xi.
Chen Li recuperated in that luxurious cage for half a month.
He cooperated with the doctor to change his dressings like a perfect puppet, swallowed every meal prepared by the nutritionist, and remained silent in response to his grandfather's visit.
But how could an old fox like Master Qin, who had spent most of his life in the power arena, not see the hatred beneath the calm surface?
He increased the number of guards, ostensibly for protection but actually for surveillance, fearing that his only grandson might do something irreversible.
However, how can chains bind a soul that seeks death, or extinguish the burning flames of revenge?
On a dark and windy night, Shen Li stood on the rooftop terrace of the villa, holding a seemingly ordinary encrypted satellite phone in his hand.
This was the first thing he asked his grandfather for after he recovered well.
They call it understanding the outside world and calming their minds.
He dialed a number, his voice calm and undisturbed, yet carrying a chilling decisiveness that sent shivers down the spines of those on the other end.
"It's me."
"Everyone on the list."
"72-hour time limit."
"I want Dark Abyss to disappear from this world forever."
There are no superfluous instructions, only the most concise and brutal commands.
"Yes, young master."
The person on the other end of the phone didn't dare ask a single question, only responding in a deep voice.
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