Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

The Cloud Palace, a skyscraper that stands 300 meters tall, is like a crystal scepter standing in the heart of Dawn City.

Inside the banquet hall on the top floor, elegantly dressed women mingled, and glasses clinked in lively conversation.

The gentle sound of a violin flowed through the air, masking the somber night outside the window.

Wei Zixuan, dressed in a well-tailored white suit and holding a glass of champagne, was chatting and laughing with a municipal councilor with great elegance.

"Young Master Wei is truly a promising young man. We have all witnessed his investment in education and charity over the past few years."

"Not at all, it's just taken from the people and used for the people," Wei Zixuan said with a modest smile.

Just then, the vibration of his personal phone shattered this perfect social rhythm.

Wei Zixuan apologized and walked aside to answer the phone. A cold, hard voice came from the receiver.

"Mr. Wei, I am Zhao Jianguo, deputy director of the Chenxi City Garrison Bureau."

Without any pleasantries, the other party got straight to the point: "The police currently have conclusive intelligence that you are facing an extremely serious threat to your personal safety. The source of the threat is an extremely dangerous individual with a criminal record involving multiple murders, whose motives may be related to past criminal cases."

Wei Zixuan's fingers holding the wine glass stiffened slightly, and his previously flawless smile froze on his face.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Jianguo suppressed his deep-seated disgust—based on existing clues and Zhao Qiang's confession, Wei Zixuan had been identified as the prime suspect in the rape-murder case by the police, and was considered highly suspicious.

But reason told him that Zhao Qiang's confession was the only evidence available, which was "isolated evidence" and far from meeting the legal standard of being conclusive and sufficient. He had to do everything he could to collect and supplement the evidence.

Given Wei Zixuan's identity and social influence, it is not sufficient to formally initiate an investigation against him, let alone take coercive measures, until key evidence sufficient to form a chain of evidence is obtained.

Moreover, even if he is a suspect, his legitimate right to personal safety is still protected by law until the judicial process is concluded.

The suspect must be tried and punished by law, not executed by Chen Guohua through vigilante justice.

The protection we are providing at this moment is precisely to safeguard the most basic rule of law and order.

"To ensure your absolute safety, I have ordered the mobile assault team to proceed to your location at full speed," Zhao Jianguo's cold voice continued. "From now on, you must unconditionally cooperate with the instructions of the officers on site. They will move you to a safe area and provide close protection until the threat is eliminated."

"For the sake of investigation confidentiality and your safety, we cannot disclose more details at this time. Please keep your communication channels open and inform your companions to cooperate with the police. This is not a discussion, but a formal security order from the police. Please understand that this concerns your life."

Although Wei Zixuan maintained his composure on the surface, he was already starting to panic because he was extremely afraid of losing his life.

The deputy director of the city's security bureau called personally to explain the seriousness of the problem.

His Adam's apple bobbed, wanting to clarify exactly what that "threat" referred to—

Just then, a commotion broke out outside the banquet hall doors.

At first there were just a few gasps, followed by a dull thud and the crisp sound of shattering glass.

The music stopped abruptly.

Wei Zixuan's heart tightened: Has the mobile assault team arrived?

"boom--!!"

The banquet hall door, adorned with exquisite carvings, seemed to have been struck head-on by a truck, exploding open inwards with a deafening roar.

Amidst the flying sawdust, a figure soaked to the bone and covered in mud stepped into this magnificent, golden world.

The protection that arrived was not the one Wei Zixuan had hoped for.

It's Chen Guohua.

He was faster than the police cars speeding along the road: at the cost of his life, he ignored all terrain obstacles and charged straight ahead.

He looked terrifying.

The originally loose hospital gown had been torn by the muscles, revealing the ashen skin underneath, with its veins bulging.

His face was covered with black veins, the result of toxins settling from his life force being pushed to its limit.

His eyes were bloodshot, with only a faint, dark flame burning deep within his pupils.

In this glamorous high society gathering, he was like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, covered in the stench of corpses and mud, barging in unnoticed.

The crowd erupted in terrified screams, and the guests scattered to both sides like startled quails.

Only Wei Zixuan stood frozen in place.

He recognized the person.

The girl's father, the "good-for-nothing" he had only glanced at in a file photo and never paid any attention to.

But at this moment, stared at by those death-like eyes, Wei Zixuan felt his blood freeze instantly.

"Wei...Zi...Xuan..."

Chen Guohua spoke.

His voice was hoarse and broken, as if every word carried the image of blood and foam.

"I've come... to take you... to apologize to... Xiaoyu!"

Chen Guohua took a step forward, and Wei Zixuan finally reacted, screaming in terror as he backed away, smashing the wine glass in his hand on the ground.

Several burly security guards gritted their teeth and rushed forward, swinging rubber batons at Chen Guohua.

"roll!"

Chen Guohua didn't even look at it, and just waved his hand casually.

That kind of power is completely beyond the realm of humanity.

The two bodyguards at the front were thrown sideways as if hit by a speeding train, overturning the long dining table and spilling exquisite cakes and drinks all over the floor.

No one can stop him.

Chen Guohua approached step by step, the murderous intent in his eyes gripping Wei Zixuan's throat like a tangible force.

Just as his hand was about to touch Wei Zixuan's pale face—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several rapid gunshots rang out like thunder.

The immense impact caused Chen Guohua's body to shudder violently, and several splatters of blood erupted from his shoulders and thighs.

Although the enhancements from [Life Burn] allowed him to maintain control over his body and injuries despite the excruciating pain, this momentum still forced him to stop.

The side door of the banquet hall was kicked open, and two teams of fully armed mobile assault team members filed in, their dark gun barrels instantly locking onto Chen Guohua.

"Police! Halt! Lie down immediately!"

Wang Gang, holding a gun, roared loudly, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The sight before him made even this battle-hardened captain of the mobile assault team feel a chill run down his spine.

What's wrong with that person?

According to his experience, no matter where the shot hits, the target should fall to the ground or be severely deformed.

Despite being shot three times, Chen Guohua didn't even flinch, and there wasn't much blood flowing from his wounds. He quickly regained control of his body.

This contradicts all his practical experience.

Chen Guohua was forced to stop.

At this moment, he was less than five meters away from Wei Zixuan.

But those five meters have now become an insurmountable barrier.

A dozen or so members of the mobile assault team formed an ironclad defense in front of him, with layers upon layers of riot shields blocking the way between him and his enemy.

Behind the shield, Wei Zixuan was being tightly protected by two teammates and was retreating shakily towards the back door.