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The Empress Has Arrived!
So powerful, incredibly powerful.
This is the strength of Young Master Chen Anlin. Who said he was merely the Empress's lackey? I now suspect that he might even be stronger than the Empress herself!
Isn't that right? Previously, everyone said he was suppressed by the Empress, but now it seems that it’s uncertain who is really suppressing whom.
The Great Zhou Dynasty has produced a remarkable figure who might even surpass the Empress! After all, everyone acknowledges that the Empress is indeed formidable; even she might not be able to defeat these two strong opponents in an instant!
Yet Chen Anlin managed to do it—that's the difference.
Among the crowd, Su was trembling in fear. He realized just how powerful Chen Anlin was and couldn't believe he had once thought about seeking revenge against him. How could he have dared?
From now on, he must keep his distance—he must!
With Mo Lin and Zhao Shi dead, those who had initially planned to deal with Chen Anlin felt as if they had been splashed with cold water. If even those two experts were annihilated, wouldn’t confronting him be akin to seeking death?
Quickly retreat! The people from Lin Mountain Valley turned and fled without a word.
At least you know when to be sensible.
Chen Anlin did not pursue them; he had more important matters to attend to. His gaze shifted slightly to Su, who was leaving this place, and he chased after him.
On a lush green meadow, Su, having escaped here, didn’t dare to breathe too loudly. After panting heavily for a while, he walked to the riverbank, scooped up a large bowl of water, and gulped down a big mouthful.
In the river water, Su's pale face reflected back at him—a face that was quite ordinary.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter: "Chen Anlin, you never expected this, did you? In the end, I still managed to escape! You have no idea that I ran away because of you!"
However...
Su narrowed his eyes: "Chen Anlin, you took away my Fan Lingxue. I swear I will not rest until I avenge this grievance."
In his mind, he couldn’t help but recall Fan Lingxue’s visage. He had previously wondered why she was with Chen Anlin; now it all made sense—she must have been forced!
The moment he thought of the scene where Fan Lingxue was forced, his heart ached deeply.
"Lingxue, wait for me."
Su's face twisted in anguish as he silently vowed to himself. Just then, someone approached from a distance. It was none other than Chen Anlin.
"Well, if it isn't the talented Su! What brings you here?"
Su was startled, recognizing the voice immediately—it was Chen Anlin! How could he have found him here?
"Damn it, how did he track me down?"
"Young Master Chen, what are you talking about? I’m Huang Xu," Su forced a smile and replied to Chen Anlin. The mask on his face was no ordinary thing; he doubted Chen Anlin could see through it.
"The talented one? Weren't you quite arrogant before? Why the act now?" Chen Anlin sneered.
"You must be mistaken; I don’t know what you’re talking about. I saw you fighting earlier and got scared, so I ran away. I don’t know anything else," Su stammered.
"Hahaha!"
Chen Anlin laughed as he raised his hand. "Hand over a page of the Golden Book."
"I really don’t know anything!"
Su turned and fled.
Bang!
With a swift motion, Chen Anlin struck back, sending Su flying. He rolled on the ground several times before fearfully lifting his head. The impact had caused his mask to crack, revealing parts of his true skin beneath the folds.
Su quickly touched his face, realizing that his true identity had been exposed.
"Chen Anlin, why won’t you let me go?" Su shouted in anger.
"I’ve already said it—hand over the Golden Book."
"Ah!"
Su roared, his face contorted with extreme rage, his eyes filled with terror.
"I want this sky to no longer cover my eyes!"
Bang!
Chen Anlin swiftly delivered a slap, leaving no room for threats. Su was sent flying several dozen meters away. With Chen Anlin's current strength, Su's internal meridians were shattered. This was a forceful interruption of his spellcasting.
Fury surged within him; he had just intended to summon his literary energy, which would have doubled his power. But Chen Anlin offered him no chance.
At that moment, Chen Anlin's literary energy seemed to surge from within his dantian. The White Jade Fairy reminded him of this.
Oh?
Chen Anlin nodded and quickly strode over to Su.
"Is the Golden Book in your dantian?"
Su's eyes widened in terror as he stared at Chen Anlin.
"Heh, if that's the case, I won't hold back."
As the ultimate antagonist, he had no intention of being merciful. He reached out and struck Su's lower abdomen with a single palm.
Buzz!!
Instantly, a brilliant golden light flashed from Su's belly. It was indeed the treasured artifact of Confucianism—the Golden Book. Although it was only a single page, it was still considered a precious treasure.
"It's mine now."
Chen Anlin swiftly rolled up the Golden Book and stored it in his spatial ring.
"My treasure, my treasure!"
Su wept bitterly; without the Golden Book, his strength plummeted, and even his luck dwindled to almost nothing. However, Chen Anlin still had no intention of letting him off the hook.
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