Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

The three assassins remained silent, clearly not intending to waste words with him.

A figure stood in front of him, and with a flick of his arms, two fire dragons roared forth.

Lin Ran dodged to the side and was about to swing his sword to meet the attack when he suddenly realized something and deliberately slowed his movements by half a beat.

Just then, dozens of powerful flashlights lit up at the same time, illuminating the entire alley as if it were daytime.

Subsequently, vehicles from the Special Affairs Bureau arrived from both sides of the road, surrounding Lin Ran and the three assassins.

Bai Xingzhou got out of one of the vehicles, holding a megaphone, and shouted loudly, "You are surrounded! Surrender your weapons immediately and give up resistance, or you will face the consequences!"

After questioning Lin Ran a few days ago, Bai Xingzhou still felt puzzled and couldn't find a solution, so he arranged for someone to keep a close eye on Lin Ran.

Unfortunately, the people sent to keep an eye on Lin Ran never managed to find anything amiss and always lost track of their target.

Of course, this cannot be blamed on the lack of professionalism of the people tracking them.

After all, with his cultivation only at the Innate Realm, the fact that he could evade Lin Ran's senses already made him a very professional investigator.

He also owes a great deal to his innate ability, which allows him to conceal his whereabouts.

However, whenever Lin Ran disappeared into a corner, he would follow her but could no longer see her, which was truly frustrating.

He couldn't get too close, otherwise he would inevitably be exposed, and Lin Ran used earth escape in an instant, so naturally he couldn't see anything.

However, after following him for three days, although he failed to find anything strange about Lin Ran, he did discover the assassin's trail.

So he immediately notified the Secret Service headquarters, and that's how this scene unfolded.

Seeing the Special Affairs Bureau's impressive display, the three exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness.

The strength-type martial artist wanted to take the opportunity to attack Lin Ran, but was immediately stopped by one of the fire-type martial artists.

"What are you doing?" The strength-based martial artist looked puzzled.

The fire-elemental martial artist who had intervened replied in a deep voice, "I'll save your life!"

Upon hearing this, the strength-based martial artist hung his head dejectedly: "What do we do now?"

"What else can we do?" Another fire-elemental martial artist shook his head. "Are you still planning to fight the Special Affairs Bureau?"

"Are we just going to accept defeat like this? Does that mean we'll be sent to the secret realm as a suicide squad?" The strength-based martial artist's voice was filled with intense resentment.

"You could try running away. If you can escape, you might be able to live a carefree life for a while."

The fire-elemental martial artist who blocked his way threw his longsword to the ground with a loud clang.

Seeing this, the strength-based martial artist scanned the surroundings again, looking at the dozens of investigators in front and behind him, and finally threw away the weapon in his hand.

"Forget it, there's no need to make things difficult for myself."

The three assassins chose to give up resistance, and the surrounding investigators immediately swarmed in and put specially made spirit-locking handcuffs on them.

Bai Xingzhou walked through the crowd to Lin Ran, and curled his lip: "You're really bold. Knowing that someone wants to assassinate you, you still dare to run out every night."

"I'm doing this all to hone my martial arts skills." Lin Ran sheathed his longsword, looking serious.

Bai Xingzhou stared at him for several seconds, then didn't ask any more questions: "I'll take these people back with me. I'll let you know if there's any news."

"No problem, Captain Bai, take care." Lin Ran waved to Bai Xingzhou.

The investigators stuffed the three assassins into the car, quickly started the engine, and disappeared down the street.

Lin Ran looked at the taillights of the car disappearing around the street corner and couldn't help but shake his head: "Lin Haozhe, Lin Haozhe, even if I gave you a chance, you still couldn't do it."

The first time four people came, the second time only three came, and each time it was worse than the last.

Did I put too much pressure on myself?

On the other hand, Bai Xingzhou is quite cunning.

To actually send people to follow a law-abiding citizen like him, they really have no sense of martial ethics.

Fortunately, immortal techniques are different from ordinary martial arts methods and cannot be seen through by ordinary martial artists.

However, we should be more careful when going out in the future. Before using the escape technique, we can ask the Lord of Xuan Chen to set up an illusion array first.

If someone is following them, they will be misled first.

The next morning, Lin Haozhe came downstairs with dark circles under his eyes.

He walked with a somewhat unsteady gait, as if his bones had been removed.

When he sat down at the dining table, he had a lifeless expression and slumped back in his chair.

In the early hours of the morning, a message came from the other side.

The three assassins were captured on the spot by the Special Affairs Bureau and have been escorted to a secret realm to hunt mutated beasts.

The other party verbally abused him severely in the communication, calling him a piece of trash, an idiot, and someone who was more trouble than he was worth.

Every word that could be used was used to describe him.

Lin Haozhe didn't dare to say a word back. He listened with his head down, then hung up the call and lay in bed, tossing and turning until dawn.

On what grounds?

The first time was when a martial artist at the Tongxuan Realm passed by; the second time was when the Special Affairs Bureau intervened directly.

The two assassination attempts were both larger in scale and more disastrous in their defeats, with Lin Ran not even losing a single hair.

How can anyone have such good luck?

As Lin Ran walked down the stairs, he immediately noticed the two prominent dark circles under Lin Haozhe's eyes.

He sat down opposite Lin Haozhe, picked up a slice of toast, and feigned concern: "What happened? You look like your life force has been drained?"

"I didn't sleep well." Lin Haozhe forced a smile, his hand holding the milk glass trembling slightly.

Hearing this, Lin Ran's lips curled up slightly. He casually picked up a piece of toast and asked, "What's so happy that it kept you up all night?"

Lin Haozhe couldn't catch his breath; the tightness in his chest was stuck in his throat, and his face turned red.

What made you happy?

He was so happy!

He gulped down a mouthful of milk, managed to catch his breath, put down the cup, and forced himself to say, "No, I just can't sleep."

"It's said that insomnia might be caused by kidney deficiency," Lin Ran said sincerely. "You're so young, you should be careful. It would be best if you went to the hospital for a checkup."

I don't know who told me, or the specifics, I just heard about it.

"No need, my sleep is usually normal!" Lin Haozhe said through gritted teeth, enunciating each word clearly.

Lin Ran poured himself a glass of milk and nodded: "Okay, try not to stay up too late, it's bad for your health."

At this moment, Song Yishu came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of poached eggs.

Seeing the harmonious scene between the two brothers, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

He placed the fried egg in the middle of the table and smiled at the two of them, saying, "Don't just eat bread, add a fried egg."

Over the weekend, Lin Ran visited the Ping An Welfare Home.

He donated the 30 million yuan that Lin Zhiwan had transferred to him in his personal capacity.

If this money were converted into third-tier crystal cores, it would only amount to a little over a hundred, which wouldn't be very meaningful. It would be better to help the original owner repay some of their debts of gratitude.

Lin Qinghe didn't stand on ceremony with him, but silently noted down the donation in the ledger.

She knew that Lin Ran was now the young master of the Lin family and would never be short of money.

If she refuses this kindness, it would seem like she's being distant.

"With this money, the welfare home won't have to worry about its source of income for the next few decades."

She pulled Lin Ran to sit down next to her and patted the back of his hand: "Grandma knows you're not an ordinary person anymore."

"Last time you casually cured Grandma's heart disease, that skill was something even a high-level healing awakener couldn't do. Even without the Lin family, making money wouldn't be difficult."

Under normal circumstances, those with healing abilities can only treat external injuries and can only suppress lesions, not eradicate them.

For someone like Lin Qinghe, whose heart condition was previously diagnosed, medical surgery is still the only way to achieve a complete cure.

But Lin Ran's Rejuvenation Technique was completely different. With just a light touch, it revitalized her heart, which was overburdened.

In her view, with such means, Lin Ran would naturally not have to worry about money.

Out of concern, she still advised, "However, you should also save some money for a rainy day. Remember, a person who doesn't plan for the future will have trouble in the present."

"Don't worry, Grandma, things will only get better from now on!" Lin Ran said confidently.

If he really needs money, he can easily escape poverty and become rich simply by selling some crystal cores.