SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out: Let's not disturb Ting Shou and his wife's time alone.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Lin Mu's calm voice came: "Qinghe, in the face of absolute power, awakened abilities are merely supplementary."

"You're already very talented, there's no need to worry about these things."

Qinghe was taken aback upon hearing this—because that was exactly the question he wanted to ask.

After all, he still hadn't awakened his abilities even after reaching the middle stage of the seventh rank.

A light rekindled in his eyes: "Yes, Chief Ting! Qinghe understands!"

The elevator slowly ascended.

Su Nianhe looked up at Lin Mu, and the moment their eyes met, it seemed as if tiny sparks were dancing in the air.

She murmured softly:

"Lin Mu, I want to take a shower."

"Su Nianhe, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't even think about it!"

Lin Mu frowned, his tone firm: "Didn't you see that half your body is wrapped in bandages?"

"Speak gently, don't be harsh with me."

Su Nianhe pouted and tentatively shook his arm, "Then... I'll just wash for a little while?"

"If the wound reopens, you can just re-bandage it for me."

Lin Mu's ears instantly turned red, and he immediately rejected the idea:

"Don't even think about taking a shower these next few days."

Su Nianhe gently punched his chest with her pink little fist and let out a soft hum:

"Hmph, I'm unhappy. Coax me."

Lin Mu met her beautiful eyes, his tone serious:

I won't approve of your unhappiness this time.

Su Nianhe's beautiful eyes widened as if she had heard a fairy tale, and she said angrily, "Lin Mu! How can you say you won't approve when a girl is angry?"

"You are truly the biggest idiot in the world, unprecedented and unparalleled!"

"I don't care."

Lin Mu remained firm, "I won't let you take a shower."

"bite--"

The elevator arrived at the 33rd floor, and the metal doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Lin Mu carried Su Nianhe's delicate body and walked steadily toward the end of the corridor.

"Lin Mu, I can skip taking a shower."

Su Nianhe's sudden words made Lin Mu pause slightly.

He looked down at the person in his arms, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

The next second, Su Nianhe's soft arms wrapped around his neck, and her warm breath brushed against his ear.

She tilted her head slightly and placed a light red kiss on his cheek:

"Lin Mu, I can skip the bath, but you have to help me take off my red dress and wipe my body."

Lin Mu stopped abruptly, his throat bobbing involuntarily, his voice slightly hoarse:

"I already wiped it for you yesterday..."

His ears turned slightly red as he recalled the scene of wiping her clean last night, and his heart beat a little faster.

Su Nianhe gently shook her head: "Yesterday is yesterday, I need it every day."

Before Lin Mu could speak, her fingertips were already pressed against his lips, her tone carrying an undeniable, coquettish charm:

"You are not allowed to refuse, otherwise you will get angry."

Lin Mu paused, then said seriously, "Then... before you can take a shower, once a day at most."

Su Nianhe's smile grew even sweeter, and she gently poked his cheek with her fingertip:

"Yes, once a day, without fail."

……

Zhenbei City.

Under the blazing sun, on a sandy area in the heart of a wasteland in the Ninth Special District.

A man with a contorted face lay unconscious on the ground, only his faint breathing indicating that he was still alive.

His clothes were soaked in blood and stuck to his body; the scabs on his wounds dried and cracked under the scorching sun, looking like ugly scars.

Suddenly, his fingertips trembled violently!

His eyelids twitched.

The next second, his eyes suddenly opened!

"cough--"

His breathing quickened instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood onto his face, making his already ferocious appearance even more eerie under the blazing sun.

His pupils were filled with extreme fear, and his voice trembled so much it was almost incoherent:

"How...is this possible!"

"That person...could it be...but that's completely impossible!"

"How could such a terrifying existence still exist in China?!"

He tried his best to prop himself up.

His arms felt as heavy as lead, and he could only struggle in vain. His breath grew weaker and weaker, and the cries of anguish in his heart almost burst from his throat.

Why?

Why did this terrifying entity disappear for 25 years, and why did it suddenly reappear yesterday?

Your Excellency... why did you leave China back then?

He endured more than 20 years of hardship in the world, partly to protect the remnants of his past misdeeds.

Although they were not all dead, in his eyes they were as weak as ants, incapable of causing any real trouble.

What he truly feared were the so-called protectors within China.

How many of them are there?

Could it be that even when those three great figures sacrificed themselves, they failed to destroy these protectors?

Fear surged within him, and years of planning seemed to have become a joke.

The two kings of calamity have not fallen; Bai Jue and Fang Tieqiao are still alive.

He could have remained patient for decades and made a comeback.

But the appearance of that person last night shattered his illusions completely.

This was the second time he had felt fear in China.

The first time was when I first entered China, during the epic battle when I followed the Venerable One as we fled the Chaotic Burial Sea in a sorry state.

His eyes suddenly turned sinister, and a twisted smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"But as long as I live, I will remain a nightmare for all of you!"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.

Only the hot winds of the wasteland, whipping up sand and dust, covered his disheveled body.

……

7:00 in the evening.

33rd floor of Zhen Erting Building

In the spacious office, Lin Mu sat upright in a black leather chair.

Fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, and the coordinates of hidden strongholds of various mountain kingdoms flashed across the screen.

He is categorizing the remaining strongholds and plans to split up with his shovel-wielding team to completely eliminate them.

On the soft, large bed behind me.

Su Nianhe lay on her side, her jade-like hand supporting her cheek, her long, black hair scattered on the pillow.

Her gaze seemed glued to Lin Mu, and a sweet smile always lingered on her lips.

"Lin Mu," she said softly.

Lin Mu stopped what he was doing, turned to look at her, and his eyes softened with tenderness: "Didn't we kiss once an hour? It's only been half an hour."

Su Nianhe glared at him reproachfully: "Lin Mu! This is the bare minimum standard for couples, the bare minimum, understand?"

"Is that so?" Lin Mu replied earnestly.

Su Nianhe lifted her jade-like foot, her fair ankle gleaming under the light.

The next second she changed to an even more alluring pose, her eyes carrying a hint of probing inquiry:

"Lin Mu, I meant if..."

"If something were to happen to me one day, would you fall in love with someone else?"

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow, his tone resolute: "You won't have any accidents."

"What if? I mean, what if?"

Su Nianhe continued to press, leaning slightly forward, as if she wouldn't give up until she heard an answer from him.

Lin Mu was silent for a few seconds, then his tone suddenly became extremely serious:

"Then I'll go down and marry you."