Chapter 6722
You actually know my identity?
For Xiao Chen, alchemy was not a difficult task; it was a skill he had honed through countless hardships and dangers.
Nowadays, refining these ordinary pills is as simple as child's play; it's just a matter of a few words.
After buying the medicinal herbs, Xiao Chen carefully wrapped them up and carried them in his hand. Just as he was about to turn around and leave the Chinese medicine shop, a tall figure suddenly blocked his way like a ghost.
The person who arrived was Zhou Hongyan.
Today she was dressed casually, in a simple white shirt paired with light blue jeans, which perfectly accentuated her figure.
She lost some of the imposing air she usually exuded when wearing a uniform, but gained a more charming and alluring quality.
Her delicate features were still familiar, but her temperament was quite different from before. If it weren't for those familiar features, Xiao Chen would hardly have recognized her.
"Oh, Mr. Xiao, are you feeling unwell and here to get some medicine to help you recover?"
Zhou Hongyan crossed her arms, a faint smile playing on her lips, a smile that held a hint of inquiry and teasing.
Xiao Chen didn't reply, but just glanced at her coldly, his eyes revealing a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.
He didn't want to get entangled with her any longer, so he prepared to take a detour and leave.
But he had only taken a few steps when he heard Zhou Hongyan's cold voice behind him. The voice was like a cold wind, piercing straight into his ears: "The Yang family massacre case, you can't escape your involvement, can you?"
Xiao Chen paused, as if frozen in place by a spell.
He slowly turned around, looking at Zhou Hongyan expressionlessly, his eyes filled with disdain and warning: "Sir, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Everything must be based on evidence, don't make baseless accusations. If you don't have solid evidence, this is defamation, and you will be held legally responsible."
“The evidence will naturally come, but I’m here today mainly to ask about something else.”
Zhou Hongyan stepped forward slowly, her eyes sharp as knives, as if she wanted to see right through Xiao Chen.
She stared intently into Xiao Chen's eyes and said, word by word, "Why has the once-renowned War God of the Dragon Kingdom, who was framed and besieged, become so young? What secret lies behind this?"
Xiao Chen's pupils contracted sharply, as if struck by lightning.
A powerful killing intent erupted from his body in an instant, spreading like a surging tide.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the temperature dropped sharply, making people shiver involuntarily.
He never expected that Zhou Hongyan would know his secret.
Before Zhou Hongyan could react, Xiao Chen's iron grip on her neck tightened, and she was lifted up.
Zhou Hongyan felt her breathing become difficult, and a strong aura of death enveloped her, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and an unprecedented fear surged in her heart.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Xiao Chen questioned in a cold voice, his tone like a biting north wind howling through a cold night, full of threat and warning.
Each word seemed to carry immense force, striking Zhou Hongyan's heart heavily, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
Zhou Hongyan felt as if the hand on her neck was a red-hot iron clamp, tightly gripping her. Her breathing became increasingly difficult, and her vision began to darken.
She endured the pain of suffocation, a strong will to survive welling up inside her.
She has practiced ancient martial arts since childhood, and her skills are quite remarkable among her peers. She can easily handle several strong men on a regular basis.
But now, standing in front of Xiao Chen, she felt like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to fight back.
The feeling of being suppressed by absolute power was like an invisible mountain pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe and sending chills down her spine. Just when she was about to despair, she mustered the last bit of strength in her body, flipped over, and finally broke free from Xiao Chen's restraints thanks to the agility she had accumulated from years of practicing ancient martial arts.
After landing, she took several steps back, creating some distance between herself and Xiao Chen, before panting heavily, her face filled with terror.
Her eyes revealed a deep shock, as if she had just experienced a life-or-death ordeal.
"You are far more dangerous than I investigated."
Zhou Hongyan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
She looked up, her gaze fixed on Xiao Chen, a hint of curiosity and excitement flashing in her eyes.
His eyes held the look of an explorer who had discovered a mysterious treasure, brimming with a desire to explore.
"However, I'm more interested in your secrets. Do you dare to keep our appointment tonight? Let's talk about it."
This was the first time she had taken the initiative to invite a man out. In the past, all her suitors were nothing but ordinary women in her eyes, and she had rejected them without hesitation.
Only Xiao Chen seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, arousing her strong curiosity and making her want to find out more.
Xiao Chen snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and annoyance.
"No interest, I have plans tonight."
He didn't even glance at Zhou Hongyan. After speaking, he strode away without looking back.
His steps were firm and powerful, as if nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward.
Zhou Hongyan was left standing there, gazing thoughtfully at his retreating figure.
The figure gradually faded into the distance and blurred in her sight, but Zhou Hongyan's heart remained restless for a long time.
In Xiao Chen's mind, Zhou Hongyan's so-called stunning beauty was nothing more than a fleeting spring flower, beautiful and charming, but destined to wither with the passage of time.
He had more important things on his mind: not only to find his wife who had been missing for many years, but also to fight against the mysterious and powerful Prison Clan and protect the peace of this land.
How could he be so easily swayed by a woman's beauty, like a common man in the marketplace?
His gaze was always fixed on that distant future, where his mission and responsibility lay.
In his view, all these entanglements and disturbances would dissipate like morning mist, unable to stir even a ripple in his heart.
Upon being rejected, Zhou Hongyan's pretty face instantly turned bright red, as if it had been scorched by a raging fire.
She stood frozen in place, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She never expected that her invitation would be so decisively rejected by Xiao Chen.
In her past experiences, men had always been the ones who revolved around her; she had never been treated so coldly before.
For a moment, she felt a mix of emotions: anger, resentment, and a touch of indescribable loss.
As the undisputed beauty of the Yama Palace in the ancient city, Zhou Hongyan used to be the center of attention wherever she went.
She was like the brightest star in the night sky, surrounded by everyone like a star being the moon.
Those young masters from noble families, each dressed in fine clothes and exuding elegance, racked their brains to win a smile from her.
Some meticulously prepared expensive jewelry, some scoured the world for rare and precious treasures, and others went to great lengths to host lavish banquets, all just to invite her to share in their splendor. (End of Chapter)