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“Crowdfunding an assault on your brother, what does that mean?” Doris Clark frowned.

“It’s nothing, just a few wannabe rich second-generations in the live broadcast room claiming they’re from big groups and wealthy families who can’t stand my brother’s arrogance. They’re talking about raising money to hire someone to give him a beating.”

“But that’s the kind of talk you just listen to and laugh off. Heirs to big groups, rich second generations, since when do they have the time to watch live streams, let alone crowdfund.”

“And even if these guys really were rich second generations and hired some experts from martial arts halls, it would be a one-way trip for them. My brother is a Practitioner of the Four Skies.”

Glenn Clark wasn’t concerned.

Although he hadn’t started cultivation, due to the gradual unsealing of martial arts information on the internet recently, Glenn had gained some understanding of advanced cultivators.

He knew just how powerful a Fourth Layer Heaven Cultivator could be, impervious to blades and with immense strength as just the basics. It was said they had other strange and powerful combat techniques as well.

And the fighters you could usually hire from martial arts halls were only Second or Third Layer, wouldn’t they be heading to their deaths trying to go after his brother?

While the Chen family was watching the concert, in a villa at Mist River, Freya Louise was sitting on the sofa with a tablet, watching the live stream of the

event.

Seeing the arrogant and overbearing figure on stage, Freya Louises’s mouth curled into a smirk, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

This guy really is still the same as ever, seeming humble and low-profile on the outside but actually proud and domineering.

The concert in Cross Mountain Country ended smoothly, without a single incident.

in a small town on the edge of Cross Mountain Country, inside a small shop, a long-haired youth leaned back in a chair, lazily watching the LCD screen on the wall that displayed the scene of Ilisa’s concert dispersing.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the counter rang, and the young man came to his senses. He picked up the phone and glanced at it before deciding to answer, asking indolently, “What’s up?”

A deep and robust voice came from the other end, “What are your plans now?” The young man’s smile remained unchanged as he casually replied, “Continue to bait the spot.”

The person on the other end spoke in a grave tone, “What does that mean?”

The long-haired youth chuckled, “Just now, a couple of the fishing lines I cast out broke again, but I’ve yet to figure out how they were snapped.”

“So we need to keep baiting the spot to find the pattern of how the lines are getting snapped. Only then can we target the fish and pull them out of the river.”

“Oh, and my previous fishing rods were all broken. I’m still making new ones, so I’ll need your help with the bait for the next baiting.

The person on the other side fell silent for a moment and then responded in a deep voice, “It can be done.”

And with that, the call ended.

The long-haired youth put down the phone and a smile crossed his face, “Technology is getting more and more advanced these days. I remember when phones used to need a wire to work.”

As he spoke, the youth looked up at the LCD display, at Ilisa and the black-clothed figure standing behind her, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Northern Battlefield, Sky Dragon Martial Height, Military Secret Martial Arts Academy, Darren Callum, none of those are your real identity, are they?” “Interesting, I didn’t expect to encounter such an amusing little fellow on this return.”

“The cultivation realm of Early Sixth Heaven, with something akin to Blood Sea Battle Intent, and even the projection of thoughts can form an illusory domain, allowing battle power to leap across a Major Realm.”

“Such talent would have been considered shockingly brilliant even in the past, and it’s quite pleasing to kill a genius like this.”

“But how were those fishing lines exposed?”

“Aura, fluctuations in strength, Killing Intent, or did they slip up in speech and actions? Or is it some even more mysterious detection methods?”

“Soul Eye, psychic premonition, Danger Intuition, or Heavenly Eight Diagrams…”

The long-haired youth’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He wasn’t surprised by this situation; after all, if the daughter of Mysterious Martial was so easy to kill, the decades of development of the Human Race would be a joke.

Suddenly the long-haired youth’s eyes were filled with endless blood light and Killing Intent, his expression maniacal as the entire small shop turned into Hell.

But the blood light quickly faded, and the youth’s expression returned to normal, except his gaze was ice-cold and his voice dark, “This time, I must take back the dragon.”

Just then, the phone on the table rang again, the caller ID still showing the same person.

The long-haired youth’s brow furrowed slightly as he picked up the phone, “What now?”

The voice on the other end was low and dense, “Akunus, I forgot to mention something just now…”

In an instant, the young man’s expression changed slightly, and with a crunch, the phone was crushed to pieces, “Fool.”

He had already told that guy that human technology was very advanced and, although communicating information was convenient, they had to be careful, like not shouting its name during calls, or calling each other king, and so on. Furthermore, they mustn’t use the language of the Demon Clan, and they shouldn’t mention anything including targets and plans, not a single word. Yet, foolishly, that person had let something slip so soon.

With that thought, the long-haired youth’s gaze turned icy as he vanished from the small shop in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, at the Federal Information Center Yueshan Branch, monitoring globally.

“Report, in the past minute, thirty-one references related to Akunus were detected, twenty-seven of which were dismissed, leaving four suspect instances.”

“One of the four signals was a brief call lasting 0.15 seconds, with content containing the keyword ‘my king,’ though the accent was indistinct.

“Quickly lock down the signal’s location.”

“The call has been disconnected, with one end pinpointed to Maple Town, the other end originating overseas, requiring one minute for pursuit and location locking…”