Ultimate Method: Practice your fist a hundred times, and use violence to control violence.

"Professor Song, are you alright?"

Lei Ming and Wan Ze both looked over.

Professor Song's face was contorted with rage: "Just now, an anonymous thief left me a letter, saying he's going to steal the tiger tally from me tomorrow at eight o'clock! Utterly arrogant!"

It is truly arrogant for a thief to be so bold as to directly notify the victim.

"Master Lei, Master Wan, I'd like to hire you two as my temporary bodyguards. If anything unexpected happens tomorrow night at eight o'clock, I'll ask you two to step in!"

Professor Song gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take responsibility for anything that happens! If you know how to use a gun, I can apply for one for you, I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

Wan Ze and Lei Ming exchanged a glance.

Lei Ming hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Professor Song, given our relationship, this is easy to discuss. But could you first tell us what this Tiger Tally is?"

"I obtained the tiger tally of the monarch during the reign of King Ying by accident... This is just an ordinary tiger tally."

After Professor Song finished speaking, Lei Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After the incident with Zhe Yuling, he was almost reflexively worried that he might attract a few more unscrupulous thugs who would harm his junior brother Wan Ze. He couldn't live with himself if that happened.

"Aze, what do you mean?"

"Go away. I can't stand people who act so pretentious, especially since Professor Song is one of our own!"

Upon hearing Wan Ze's words, Professor Song was filled with relief and was no longer as angry as before: "I certainly can't let you work for nothing, five thousand each."

"Professor Song, you're too kind." Lei Ming's face immediately lit up with a smile, but he first looked at Wan Ze, and only after receiving a response did he nod and smile, "Then it's settled. But Ze, shouldn't you tell your family? We'll go directly to Professor Song's tonight?"

"Okay, I'll call home."

"Okay, let's go!"

Lei Ming turned the car around and headed to Professor Song's house first.

The two men looked serious, when they overheard Wan Ze calling his home phone to ask for leave, making up a lame excuse that was utterly ridiculous.

Professor Song couldn't help but look at Lei Ming. Although the two didn't say anything, it was obvious that they had said something.

……

"Really a high school student?"

"More real than gold!"

"...The younger generation is truly formidable!"

"Who can argue with that! In short, it's a source of pride!"

……

"Done." Wan Ze put the communicator back, let out a long breath, and seeing the two guys sitting upright next to him, who obviously guessed what was going on, he couldn't help but cough lightly.

Unexpectedly, Professor Song spoke first: "Master Wan, are you interested in archaeology?"

Wan Ze laughed and said, "Professor Song, do you want me to join your team?"

Professor Song nodded and said simply, "We archaeologists often encounter some troubles, and we certainly wouldn't be happier with someone as talented as you..."

"I'm only in my first year of high school, going to university is a long way off," Wan Ze said, shaking his head.

"Wait until your college entrance exam..." Professor Song said, then suddenly realized something was wrong and looked over sharply: "What did you say? First year of high school? You're only a first-year high school student?"

"Pfft!" Lei Ming couldn't help but laugh again.

Wan Ze looked over with a black line on his face, while Lei Ming immediately coughed and focused on driving.

Professor Song did not continue the topic.

Only in the first year of high school?

He's only in his first year of high school?

It would be a waste of such a martial arts genius to have him go to the National University for archaeology.

Let's just drop this topic.

More than ten minutes later.

The three finally arrived at Professor Song's residence, only to find his two students sitting at the bottom of the stairs with lunchboxes at their feet. Upon seeing Professor Song, the two students stood up awkwardly and said, "Professor!"

Professor Song's expression softened slightly when he saw the two foolish students arrive, but he quickly hardened his face and said, "What are you doing here? Aren't you just causing trouble already?"

"Teacher, we came here as soon as we heard about the thief's letter..." The two students' eyes were full of clarity.

Professor Song didn't say anything more: "Let's go inside and talk."

He took out his key and opened the door, and everyone went inside.

Now, Professor Song lives alone. His wife passed away years ago, and his daughter is studying abroad. The house feels rather desolate, but upon entering, you can see two photos... One is a family portrait, with a young Professor Song holding a baby and a smiling young woman beside him. The other photo is a picture taken on Professor Song's daughter's eighteenth birthday.

Wan Ze glanced at it quickly and then looked away.

When the two college students saw him, they seemed hesitant and respectful, showing no disrespect for Wan Ze's age.

After all, ever since the incident in Black Mountain, the two of them couldn't help but think of Wan Ze's ruthless and decisive way of killing people whenever they looked at him.

Offending him can really kill you!

"Master Lei and Master Xiao Wan will be with me these next few days. You two can go about your business and don't let it interfere with your research." Professor Song took off his coat, intending to toss it away, but then he hesitated, thinking about what had happened at Lingyun Manor. There might be a fierce battle later, so he obediently put it back on.

"Teacher, could it be a prank?" one of the students asked hesitantly.

Professor Song looked over and said, "It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

"Then, teacher, we'll be going now."

The two students were reluctant to part.

Professor Song nodded in agreement.

But just two seconds after the two students closed the door, they suddenly started banging on it urgently again: "Teacher! Teacher, open the door quickly! Something's happened!"

Professor Song's expression changed, thinking that the guy who claimed to be a thief had arrived. He rushed over to protect his student, but Lei Ming was faster and opened the door in one swift motion.

But then they saw the student in the lead holding up an arrow with a still-open note tied to it: "Teacher! This! We found this on the wall by the door!"

Two more students rushed in, looking nervous.

Lei Ming paused, then rushed to the door, but found nothing unusual.

"Don't believe it," Wan Ze suddenly said.

But as he was speaking, the student holding the arrow had already touched the letter... Although he didn't open it, when he looked up, his fingers that had touched the letter felt like they had been pricked by a needle, and he subconsciously dropped the arrow.

Let's look at the past tense again.

The hand that had just touched the letter was now bright red.

"It's so itchy... my hands are so itchy right now..."

The student's shout startled his companions, and Professor Song's expression changed. Just as he was about to step forward, Wan Ze said, "He's been poisoned. Contact Dr. Fang first. Professor Song, give me two gloves."

With Wan Ze's arrangement, the morale of the troops was immediately boosted.

Professor Song called Lao Fang.

On the other side, Wan Ze, wearing gloves, began to examine the note. Lei Ming, who was chasing after suspicious persons at the door, quickly returned, closed the door, and pulled the window shut as well.

"Oh."

Wan Ze scoffed when he saw the information on the note.

Hand it to Professor Song.

Professor Song was furious after reading it: "This guy is spying on us!"

"What did you say?" Lei Ming walked over quickly.

Wan Ze unfolded the note and said, "The other party knows you. He said that Professor Song is not a martial artist and asked a martial artist for help. He has decided to upgrade the game."

"Upgrade? Damn it, this bastard has a lot of tricks up his sleeve." Lei Ming was amused and chuckled, but then rubbed his chin: "You know me? Looks like you've got some skills."

Wan Ze remained silent, only thinking... From their appearance at Professor Song's house to this small note, the other party had seen it all, so their gaze had always been here, which further indicated that the other party knew where the Tiger Tally was from the beginning, but he did not intend to take action.

Are they really planning to wait until 8 PM tomorrow to make their move?

Or is it that... the other party couldn't get the Tiger Seal?