Lin Chen entered the hall and, from a distance, saw an attractive figure.

Black leather jacket, sharp shorts, a beautiful face, and an impressive figure—the epitome of an Eastern beauty.

However, her gaze was extraordinarily piercing, exuding a trace of coldness. Long Feixue, she had actually come.

Speaking of Long Feixue, Lin Chen always felt somewhat guilty. Last time, with the help of ninjas from the Island Nation, he had stolen Long Feixue's Five Elements Diagram, and he heard that she had asked for punishment because of this affair.

At this moment, Long Feixue was also sizing up Lin Chen. She had always been curious about the person whom Elder Long held in such high esteem—just who was he?

But upon seeing Lin Chen, Long Feixue's figure flashed, suddenly appearing in front of him.

"You have a familiar scent on you; I seem to have seen you somewhere before," said Long Feixue, staring at Lin Chen.

"Director Long, are you joking? Have we met before?" Lin Chen replied with an awkward smile.

At that moment, Long Feixue pressed close against Lin Chen, and her little nose sniffed around him.

Lin Chen's heart tightened, fearing that if she discovered he was the ninja from that day, it would be bad news.

But just then, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Chen, and in the next instant, kicked out towards Long Feixue.

Long Feixue frowned, retreating several steps backward explosively, her expression turning somewhat unsightly.

The speed of Zhao Xiaohua just now was too fast, akin to a bolt of lightning. Had she not dodged in time, she might have been kicked away.

As a mainstay of the Dragon Group, being kicked away by a young girl would have been a great loss of face.

Long Feixue bellowed angrily, "What are you doing, you little brat?"

"Stay away from Lin Chen," Zhao Xiaohua said coldly as she withdrew her foot.

Seeing Zhao Xiaohua's expression, Long Feixue suddenly burst into laughter: "Turns out you're jealous."

Lin Chen laughed awkwardly: "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, we're all on the same side."

"Elder Long has always been worried about your safety, but it seems unnecessary now that you have such a formidable bodyguard by your side," Long Feixue said meaningfully as she gave Lin Chen a deep look.

Although the two had only made a single attack and defense, the combat power displayed by Zhao Xiaohua had already surprised Long Feixue.

"You're too kind, Director Long. Xiaohua is my friend, I'm sorry about that!" Lin Chen said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Long Feixue waved her hand: "Elder Long already knows about your situation with Evil Spirit Island. He wants you to concentrate on dealing with that matter. I'll take care of Mr. Su, and if you need me, just call.

Lin Chen felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing Long Feixue's words.

Although the grudge with Evil Spirit Island was also to protect Su Wentian, the fact that Elder Long had sent such a powerful assistant to support him deeply moved Lin Chen.

With someone to protect Su Wentian, Lin Chen felt the weight on his shoulders lessen considerably, allowing him to devote more attention to dealing with the people from Evil Spirit Island.

Lin Chen had already decided—to spend some time training with Zhao Xiaohua and then prepare for the showdown with Zhou Ci. The vendetta with the Zhou family had to end soon, so that he would have the energy to get ready for the final battle with Bai Ling.

But now, Lin Chen had to survive the assassinations from Evil Spirit Island, and he could not underestimate these people.

After all, these were individuals with supernatural abilities who had notorious reputations in the ability-users' world; their strength was definitely formidable.

But at the moment, Lin Chen had no clue about these individuals. All he could do was wait for them to make their move.

After saying farewells to Long Feixue and the Su family, Lin Chen decided to find Su Rui first, as reuniting Su Wentian with Su Rui had always been on his mind.

Just as Lin Chen and Zhao Xiaohua left the hotel, inside a car, the Demonic Voice pointed out to Lin Chen: "Boss, that's the kid."

The Lord of Spirits, Wu Feng, looked at Lin Chen with a cold gaze, not able to help but smile: "I didn't expect this kid to be so young."

"Boss, now that he's alone, why don't I call some skilled hands to take action right now?" Demonic Voice suggested.

Wu Feng shook his head, "This guy is not alone; the girl with him is a martial arts expert, and there are at least two more hidden masters surrounding him. He's waiting for our people to take the bait. If we act rashly now, it's certain to be difficult to succeed."

"What should we do?" Mo Yin asked somewhat anxiously.

Wu Feng smiled coldly, "It's simple. Disrupt his composure. Tonight, we'll make our move against Su Wentian first."

"Understood!" Mo Yin nodded.

Long Feixue brought quite a few experts from the Dragon Group this time, since the conference wasn't just attended by Su Wentian but also by many financiers and high-ranking officials from other countries. Therefore, the security in the entire hotel was extremely tight.

At five o'clock in the evening, Su Wentian stood at the door on time, because at this time, Su Xiaobei had just finished her classes and would be returning.

Su Wentian was overly indulgent with this daughter. If it weren't for Long Feixue's confinement order, he would have gone to wait outside the school gate long ago.

At that moment, a girl holding textbooks came over, smiling brightly. Upon seeing the girl, Su Wentian's face revealed a kindly smile.

Just as he was about to go greet her, Long Feixue extended her hand.

"Mr. Su, I hope you won't leave the hotel; otherwise, I'm worried about your safety," Long Feixue said gravely.

Su Wentian's eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't insist anymore—after all, she was responsible for his safety.

Just then, Su Xiaobei, who was hopping and skipping over, suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Su Xiaobei cried out in pain, holding her ankle; it seemed like she had twisted it.

Seeing this, Su Wentian could no longer care about the confinement order and hurriedly ran out.

Long Feixue also frowned and followed closely behind Su Wentian.

But at this moment, Su Xiaobei, who had 'twisted her ankle,' suddenly had a malicious smile flash across her lips. A dagger appeared in her hand, and she fiercely stabbed toward Su Wentian.

However, just when her dagger was about a foot away from Su Wentian, a silver thread suddenly flew out, tightly wrapping around her hand.

"Lightning Strike!"

Accompanied by an exclamation, a flash of golden light burst from the silver thread in Long Feixue's hand.

Su Xiaobei let out a scream: "The dagger in her hand dropped."

"Xiaobei, what are you doing?" Looking at the fallen Xiaobei, Su Wentian's face suddenly changed, and he shouted at her.

"Mr. Su, she's not Su Xiaobei," Long Feixue said coldly.

At that moment, Su Xiaobei let out a chilling laugh, "I didn't expect you to see through Miss Six's disguise technique. You are indeed Long Feixue."

Long Feixue, guarding Su Wentian, sternly shouted, "Who are you?"

Su Xiaobei tore off the human skin mask on her face, revealing a little girl's face.

"My name is Poison Scorpion. Oh, do you smell a faint fragrance now? Congratulations, you've been poisoned," the little girl said with an evil smile.

"What!" Long Feixue was shocked and immediately dragged Mr. Su toward the hotel to retreat.

"Haha, you've been hit by my Soul-Stealing Powder. Not even a god could save you now," the little girl did not pursue but laughed sinisterly, stepped back, and then turned and ran away.

Long Feixue, though also poisoned, was protected by Spiritual Energy for a short time to drive out the toxin, but Mr. Su was different.

His face turned a ghastly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of white foam.

"Damn it!"

Long Feixue's face turned pale with alarm, quickly using Spiritual Energy to protect Mr. Su's body, and then yelled to the people behind her, "Tell Advisor Lin to come back immediately."