One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Why are you so short-tempered? Can't you just talk things out? Why do you have to force me to use force?"

Lu Liang pursed his lips, and the blue light in his palm began to seep into the scalps of the two men.

"Since you're unwilling to pay more, I'll just have to take it from your heads myself."

Just as Lü Liang was preparing to unravel the mystery and delve into the memories of these two people.

A sudden change has occurred!

hum! !

A black rune suddenly lit up on the back of the heads of the two men in jackets.

Immediately afterwards, both of their bodies began to convulse violently.

His eyes rolled upwards, and black, foul-smelling blood flowed from his seven orifices without warning.

Before they could even utter a scream, their knees buckled, and they collapsed to the ground, dying instantly!

"Depend on!"

Lu Liang was startled by this sudden turn of events and quickly withdrew his hand, taking two steps back.

He looked down at the two corpses on the ground, still oozing black blood, and his brows furrowed into a knot.

"A restriction?"

Lu Liang squatted down and used a lighter to examine the fading rune marks on the back of the two men's heads.

"To place a death curse in the minds of your subordinates, so that if their souls are invaded by external forces, they will directly destroy their brain nerves. That's ruthless."

This kind of behavior is definitely not something those reputable and upright families would do.

Lu Liang stood up, not finding it troublesome at all, but instead grinning.

"You think dead people can keep secrets?"

"Sorry, my skills have been upgraded now."

Lu Liang stretched out his hands again, and the blue light in his palms was several times more intense than before.

He placed his hands directly on the heads of the two corpses.

"The person may be dead, but their memories haven't disappeared. Come out here!"

With a low shout from Lü Liang.

He forcibly pulled two blue orbs of light from the corpse's head.

Lu Liang closed his eyes, placed the ball of light on his forehead, and began to rapidly read those memory fragments.

A few minutes later.

Lü Liang opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"So it turns out they're the employers from across the sea."

Lü Liang put the lighter back in his pocket, took out his phone, and quickly dialed a number.

……

Zhang Tianyi was lying in a rocking chair, fast asleep.

"Buzzing."

The phone on the coffee table next to me vibrated.

Zhang Tianyi didn't move. He stretched out one hand and fumbled around on the table for a while before picking up his phone, pressing the answer button, and turning on speakerphone.

"Hello? Who is this?" The voice was thick with morning grumpiness.

"My God! It's me, Xiao Lü!"

Lu Liang's low, excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"We've made progress on the group of people you asked me to investigate!"

Zhang Tianyi pulled the magazine off his face, yawned, and said, "Speak."

"I just made contact with them. These guys are pretty stubborn, and they've even put a self-destruct restriction in their brains; they'll die if you touch them."

On the other end of the line, Lü Liang said, as if seeking credit:

"But this doesn't stump me. I dug out their memories and found out that this group was just a shell company in China; the real financiers behind the scenes are the Japanese!"

Hearing the words "Japanese".

Zhang Tianyi's previously confused eyes instantly cleared.

He leaned back in his rocking chair, a cold smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

"Japanese?"

Zhang Tianyi scoffed, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

You don't need to guess who Zhang Tianyi is.

Besides those three old-timers who were rendered speechless by him at the bottom of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, and who eventually broke their own necks and spontaneously combusted, who else could it be?

"Those three old bastards are pretty tough."

Zhang Tianyi muttered to himself.

Having failed to find the Dragon Pearl in Changbai Mountain, they've now turned their attention to the same lucrative target.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief!

These old ghosts who are about to enter their coffins are still desperate to prolong their lives.

"Alright, I got it. You did a good job, kid. Don't wander around these next few days. Find a place to hide and stay put."

Zhang Tianyi casually gave a brief instruction and hung up the phone.

He fiddled with his phone, his gaze fixed on the surface of the swimming pool not far away.

Counting the days, quite a few days have passed since I went to the Northeast and returned from the Tang Clan.

Why is there no movement from Qu Tong's side?

Is this woman really that inefficient?

Or...did they run away?

Zhang Tianyi sneered as he thought of the lightning seed he had planted in Qu Tong's soul.

Running away is definitely out of the question, but this passive-aggressive attitude needs to be addressed.

When you're the client, you have to have the authority of a client.

He pulled out his contacts and dialed the number directly.

The phone rang for a long time.

Just as Zhang Tianyi was about to hang up and activate the lightning seed to teach her a lesson...

The call was connected.

"Hey, real person."

Through the receiver, Qu Tong's voice was still so gentle and proper, without a single flaw.

"Hey, President Qu, you're pretty busy, aren't you?"

Zhang Tianyi spoke in a relaxed tone, as if chatting with an old friend.

"You only answered the phone after half a day. I thought you bought a standing ticket and fled the earth overnight."

On the other end of the phone, Qu Tong was sitting in a secret base filled with sophisticated instruments.

She rubbed her throbbing temples, looked at the ocean current map on the large screen in front of her, and forced a smile:

"You flatter me. The gift you left on me is so valuable, how could I dare to run away?"

"I've been working for you day and night."

"Stop with that workplace rhetoric."

Zhang Tianyi wasn't buying it and went straight to the point.

"What's the progress on the task I assigned you?"

"It's been so many days, where is the person I'm asking for?"

Qu Tong took a deep breath, her tone becoming very serious:

"It's not that I'm delaying. I've already identified the person."

“Nguyen Phong is indeed still alive, but he is not currently in the country.”

Qu Tong's voice came through the receiver, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"He's hiding in a very troublesome place—Nathan Island."

Nathan Island?

Zhang Tianyi raised an eyebrow, vaguely recalling something in his mind.

Zhao Fangxu seemed to have mentioned it once; it was a lawless area isolated overseas, and the island was full of madmen and criminals expelled by the supernatural world of various countries.

"Correct."

Qu Tong explained:

"The island is surrounded by a natural magnetic field shield and protected by the barrier of the sacred tree, making it very difficult for outsiders to force their way in."

"Moreover, Ruan Feng is also elusive on the island. I have already sent the most elite spies of the Yaoxing Society to infiltrate the island and are currently negotiating and locating him."

"To bring him back to China unharmed, we need time to establish air routes and evade the eyes and ears of international supernatural organizations."

Qu Tong's words were reasonable and made the difficulties crystal clear.

The implication is: Boss, this job is too difficult, please give me more time and stop rushing me.

However, is Zhang Tianyi a reasonable client?

Obviously not.