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Chapter 1578 - 1883: Dark Pavilion Assassin (1)

Hearing Ling Chen’s words, Xia Mutong frowned slightly and said, "Ling Chen, you’d better not brush me off. I heard people say you’ve already caught the culprit."

"Is that so?" Ling Chen shrugged innocently and said, "Officer Xia, I really don’t know about this. The scene was too chaotic at the time, and we were only focused on everyone’s safety. Who would have had the mind to find the culprit? Besides, with tens of thousands of spectators at the venue, it’s impossible to find the perpetrator who hid among them."

"You..." Xia Mutong glared fiercely at Ling Chen, seemingly wanting to say something, but refrained as colleagues were present.

"Ling Chen, don’t mess around. This matter is not like ordinary affairs. The higher-ups gave a strict order to investigate thoroughly. If you don’t cooperate, it will be difficult for me," Xia Mutong said in a low voice.

Ling Chen said helplessly, "Officer Xia, I really don’t know. Pressuring me won’t help."

Although he was well aware of the incident, he didn’t want to tell Xia Mutong, nor did he want the police involved. The state has its laws, but the martial arts world also has its own rules. As the saying goes, martial arts matters should be resolved within the martial arts world. The people from the Dark Pavilion are ruthless, so they must be retaliated and counterattacked with similar methods. However, once government departments get involved, not only will things become complicated, but their hands will also be tied.

Seeing that Ling Chen refused to say more, Xia Mutong had no way to deal with him.

"Remember, if you have any news, notify me immediately." With that, Xia Mutong walked to the hospital bed and chatted with Tang Shiyun for a while. The two had known each other since being in East Sea City, and Xia Mutong was even a fan of Tang Shiyun’s, so they had a good relationship.

After staying at the hospital for a while, Ling Chen checked the time. The press conference was starting in an hour, and he had to rush back to oversee the situation.

Ling Chen was busy until three in the afternoon before he had time to rest.

Although the press conference was over, many reporters from the news media still gathered at the venue, all wanting more insider information.

"Chen, it’s been hard on you. Have some tea first." Jiang Yunkai walked over with a cup of hot tea.

"Were you exhausted today?"

"It was manageable," Jiang Yunkai said with relief. "Thankfully, we managed to control the casualties in time, otherwise things wouldn’t have been this easy."

"We just got lucky."

"Chen, with such an incident today, will tomorrow’s Martial Arts Tournament continue?"

"Of course, it will continue." Ling Chen nodded, his tone firm, "The more things are like this, the less we should stop. Otherwise, it will only make others think we’re afraid. Besides, leveraging this incident, the Martial Arts Tournament can serve to rally people together. Currently, the martial arts community is fragmented, with everyone only considering their own interests. In fact, the appearance of the Dark Pavilion might be a good thing. With a common adversarial target, people can unite."

"Even so, with such an occurrence, there might not be many willing to attend the Martial Arts Tournament," Jiang Yunkai was worried.

"That is indeed a problem." Ling Chen rubbed his temples, pondering how to solve this issue.

Night fell.

After returning to the Dragon Tiger Hall, Ling Chen took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and then went to Li Haibin’s room.

"Uncle Li, are you asleep?"

"Not yet. Why, do you need something?"

Ling Chen nodded and said, "I have something to discuss with you. I know you serve the Dark Pavilion, partly because the Dark Pavilion deceived you, and partly because they used various means to control you. So, even if you want to betray the Dark Pavilion, you dare not. But if I can help neutralize the poison in your bodies, can you help me dismantle the Dark Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Li Haibin impatiently asked, "Can you really do that?"

"My brother’s medical skills are superb. Right now, we can develop a true antidote based on the ones we have on hand."

"If that is the case, I believe many will want to break free from the Dark Pavilion’s control." Pausing, Li Haibin continued, "Of course, I can only guarantee a small portion. The majority still prefer to stay with the Dark Pavilion. While some were trapped by the Dark Pavilion’s tactics, quite a few have families killed by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion and seek revenge. Moreover, you can’t tell who’s been deceived and who genuinely seeks vengeance."

"Did the Grand Leader contact Guo Hong today?"

"That’s right! But Guo Hong didn’t answer the phone, and both emissaries are out of touch. The Grand Leader should know that something happened. However, since he accomplished half of his mission by successfully detonating the gas bomb, he likely won’t take more risks and will withdraw his forces."

"Even so, it’s better to be cautious. The Grand Leader of the Dark Pavilion wouldn’t hesitate to harm innocent people to suppress the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion. Honestly, I can’t rest easy; who knows if he’ll do something even more terrifying."

"That’s true."

Saying this, Ling Chen stood up and said, "Uncle Li, you had a long day today; rest early. I won’t disturb you anymore." With these words, Ling Chen turned and left the room.

After closing the door, Li Haibin returned to bed, not even bothering to take off his clothes, lying directly on it. He closed his eyes slightly, appearing asleep but staying alert to his surroundings. Over the years in the Dark Pavilion, he constantly faced assassination attempts. The Dark Pavilion would occasionally send people to attack them to cultivate their alertness.

At the time, many who trained alongside him died at the hands of their companions. Therefore, they remained on edge at all times, not daring to be lax.

Time passed second by second; it’s unclear how long went by when a sudden ’knock, knock, knock’ came from outside the room.

Li Haibin quickly got up from the bed, looking at the door as he asked, "Who is it?"

"It’s me."

The voice... sounded unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar. Li Haibin didn’t think much of it, knowing he’d been interacting with many people from the Dragon Tiger Hall and the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion these days. Though currently treated well, he hadn’t forgotten his status as a captive. At that moment, he got up and walked to the door, opening it.

Seeing the person standing outside, Li Haibin promptly stepped aside to let them in, asking, "Do you need something from me?"

The person nodded, eyes fixed on Li Haibin, whose gaze made him uncomfortable. However, thinking of the other’s identity, he didn’t show his dissatisfaction. As a captive, he was aware of such behavior.

But before the other could speak, Li Haibin suddenly realized something. He looked at the other in confusion and said, "This is the Dragon Tiger Hall, you aren’t..."