Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted.

"According to information from the assassination world, there seem to be traces of the Thai royal family, the Shadow Empire, and Interpol involved... No wonder Grandpa told us a few days ago to keep a low profile during this period. It seems that we have indeed inadvertently participated in a major event."

"I'm not interested in these important things; the most important thing is that man!"

Wu Jialouluo clearly didn't pay attention to Wu Fengshui's words, and was only focused on the phone in his hand:

"Feng Shui, you must be able to feel it too, right? That pure fighting spirit, that pure madness, and that terrifying power that keeps overflowing! Such powerful genes..."

As he said this, Wu Jialouluo became extremely excited.

In this state of heightened excitement, Wu Jialouluo was even unable to utter complete sentences, only able to distill the myriad thoughts in his heart into a single, concise word—

"Rape!"

With these words filled with determination, Wu Jialouluo's already curvaceous body lines became even more distinct, with thick veins adorning the body like pythons. Instead of ruining the beauty, they added a strange and eerie beauty.

Especially the emanating aura of blood made her look like the legendary Heavenly Demoness.

As his flesh and blood were liberated, Wu Jialouluo's thoughts became increasingly active.

Ghost Brain, activate!

With non-existent memories constantly flooding her mind, it was clear from Wu Jialouluo's expression that she was deeply immersed in the fantasy called bliss.

A moment later, Wu Jialouluo stopped pretending altogether, directly clutching his lower abdomen, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself:

"We are...their dearest love."

I could feel it; I came here specifically to have his child… that intense madness, that overflowing life force… Ugh, I can’t take it anymore, my body has entered its reproductive phase…”

Seeing Wu Jialuo muttering to himself and inexplicably unleashing his 'liberation,' even losing control of his strength due to his rampant mental state, causing the valuable satellite phone to creak in his hand...

A helpless, bitter smile appeared on Wu Fengshui's face:

"Garuda? Should we calm down first? Besides, you saw what happened after the battle. With injuries like that, even if he survived, he wouldn't be able to go out for a long time, right?"

Upon hearing Wu Fengshui's words, Wu Garuda paused slightly, then firmly shook his head and said:

"If it were an ordinary person, perhaps so. But if it were that man... no, I can feel it, no, even death cannot stop him!"

After speaking, Wu Jialouluo paused, his thoughts seemingly returning to the present, and his expression darkened.

"But... damn it, why can't I find any news about him... I can't find any at all, it's like he's vanished into thin air!"

Seeing Garuda's possessed state, Feng Shui chuckled helplessly, then offered a reminder:

"Garuda? Perhaps... we should first go and prepare for the things Grandpa asked us to do, after all, we came here this time with a mission for the family."

Upon hearing the words about feng shui, Garuda was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure.

"Yes, there are still tasks to complete... We can't let our guard down..."

As he said this, Garuda looked at his palm and said, "Once the family's mission is over, I'll be free... Then I can concentrate on the search. I will find it, I definitely will find it..."

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Garuda's serious expression, Wu Fengshui smiled helplessly, but he could understand Garuda's obsession to some extent.

The Wu clan is a family of assassins that existed in Japan during the Nara period, 1,300 years ago.

In pursuit of powerful offspring, members of the Wu clan would actively intermarry with outstanding martial artists and fighters to introduce superior genes from outside.

It is precisely because of this nearly thousand-year-long genetic selection that their race has become a race almost entirely born for battle, possessing physical talents far exceeding those of ordinary people, as well as the ability to perceive the strength of others and the potential of life.

Furthermore, the Liberation technique secretly passed down by the Wu clan allows them to unleash power far exceeding human limits in a short period of time.

Depending on the level of liberation, each person's mental state will be different.

Or, to put it another way, people with a high degree of liberation are also more perceptive in certain areas.

Wu Jialuo's liberation rate reached an astonishing 85%, while Wu Fengshui's could only barely reach 28%.

It's as if that man left a deep impression on Garuda after just one meeting... It seems that man truly made a lasting impression on Garuda.

after all……

Looking at his own palm, even though his liberation rate was far less exaggerated than Wu Jialouluo's, Wu Fengshui could still clearly feel the man's extraordinary blood energy fluctuations...

For the women of the Wu clan—especially those with a high rate of liberation—this aura of youth, strength, and extraordinary potential is practically a walking aphrodisiac.

But surely such young prodigies must be successors cultivated by ancient martial arts sects, the Sea Emperor Society, and aristocratic families in the Tang Kingdom? Based on this very point, it's impossible for them to allow such a powerful bloodline to flow out…

Or perhaps, let alone flowing out, they probably won't even be allowed to leave their sphere of influence before they graduate?

After all, if other forces found out about this, not to mention the powerful figures who would come upon hearing the news, there would also be enemies.

Families like the Wu clan, which collect the bloodlines of powerful individuals, would not miss this fleeting opportunity to gather powerful genes.

Not to mention that the Battle Realm is an extremely chaotic and lawless place. Any power with a sufficient atmosphere and environment would not easily send its talented successors into the Battle Realm.

What's the difference between that and a lamb entering a tiger's den?

No way?

Thinking this, Garuda and Fengshui also arrived at the gate of Yuan Hanting.

Volume 1: Chapter 38 - A Twist of Fate

"The Wu clan has arrived as promised!"

Upon hearing the news from outside, Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, people from the Japanese fighting world have arrived. Let's prepare to welcome them. They are the people I asked someone to find for us."

"...The Wu clan?"

Upon hearing Yuan's words, a few thoughts flashed in Tong Ang's eyes, as he was clearly searching his mind for information about this clan.

A moment later, when Tong Ang recalled the records about the Wu clan, a look of surprise and astonishment appeared on his face.

"Wait, is this Wu clan the same Wu clan I remember?" Tong Ang looked at Yuan.

“It’s the Wu clan from Japan.” Yuan said with a slightly disrespectful smile, “What’s wrong? What’s on your mind?”

Upon hearing this, Tong Ang rubbed his temples and then said, "If it's this clan... wouldn't Yuan Chen's body be in some danger?"

Although the Wu clan is not well known to outsiders as an assassin clan, their 1,300-year-old traditional genetic modification techniques have greatly influenced the development of modern martial arts.

Especially after the world of assassins gained wider communication range with the development of the information age, families, schools, and martial arts sects from different parts of the world have shown great interest in this method that can continuously produce geniuses.

The main reason is that the Wu clan has performed too well – although top geniuses are still rare, each generation usually has a few who can take on the main responsibility.

The fact that they don't have to worry about the family business failing is enough to make them the envy of others.

Moreover, there is also the improvement in average performance that comes with this gene selection mechanism.

Even ordinary people in the Wu clan who cannot be liberated have innate physical qualities far exceeding those of ordinary people.

With such successful examples, it's no wonder that countries around the world are now conducting related scientific experiments.

But that's where the problem lies...

"Isn't entrusting Ah Chen's journey to the Battle Realm to the Wu clan... a bit like throwing lambs to the slaughter?"

Tong Ang couldn't help but rub his temples and said, "You should know more about this tribe's cultural traditions than I do, right?"

"It's only a matter of time." Yuan seemed quite indifferent upon hearing Tong Ang's words.

“Yuan Chen is an excellent candidate in terms of appearance, strength, and future talent. It’s only a matter of time before he encounters something like this. Rather than closing himself off to cultivate and then suddenly facing this situation when he’s more advanced in the martial arts world, it’s better for him to adapt to it while he’s still young.”

Hearing her father and grandfather talking, Chunli looked puzzled, not understanding what they were saying.

However, before Chunli could ask, Yuan Ye led Tong Ang away from the backyard and came to the hall to greet Garuda and Feng Shui.

Upon seeing Yuan, Wu Jialouluo and Wu Fengshui recognized him as the legendary assassin whom their grandfather had repeatedly warned them about, known as the invincible Yuan who had fought countless battles.

Although he was still having random thoughts on the way here, Wu Jialouluo was not a foolish or rude person, and he understood the difference between private and public matters.

Meeting Yuan and Tong Ang's gaze, the two bowed gracefully and said, "Wu Jialouluo (Wu Fengshui) of the Wu clan pays respects to senior."

Upon seeing the two girls, Yuan nodded amiably. After waiting for a moment, he asked with some curiosity, "Are only the two of you here? Where are the elders of the Wu clan?"

"The situation in Hong Kong has been quite complicated recently."

Upon hearing Yuan's question, Wu Jialouluo explained clearly and logically:

"After receiving the commission from our elders, the elders in the family immediately prepared to come here. At that time, Feng Shui and I were on a study trip, so we came here in advance to wait."

Grandpa and Mom were supposed to arrive yesterday and visit today. However, due to Interpol's large-scale crackdown and the Shadow Empire, a martial arts crime organization, they were denied entry as an assassin clan.

As he said this, Wu Fengshui nodded and said, "According to the information, it seems to be related to the Thai royal family and Muay Thai emperor Sagate."

As soon as Wu Fengshui finished speaking, a head peeked out from behind the curtain.

"...Someone called me?"

Under the incredulous gazes of Wu Jialouluo and Wu Fengshui, Sagat peeked out from behind the curtain and asked calmly.

"Oh, it's nothing." Upon hearing this, Tong Ang explained, "It was about Interpol, it's nothing now."

"Oh." After confirming that he had nothing to do, Sagat withdrew his head.

Watching Shagat leave, Wu Garuda and Wu Fengshui belatedly withdrew their gazes.

Although he didn't say much, his expression was clearly filled with doubt, surprise, and curiosity about Sagat's presence here.

After all, they had just been discussing Sagat.

Sensing their gazes, Tong Ang took out his ICPO badge and briefly showed it to them:

"As descendants of the Wu clan, you should know about Sagat's identity and what's happening here. Right now, Sagat is just being held here temporarily, so there's no need to worry about anything else."

Upon hearing Tong Ang's words and glancing at his identification, Wu Jialouluo and Wu Fengshui also showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

Although they knew that Yuan held a legendary status in the assassination world... no, it should be said that he was a living legend, they really did not expect that Yuan, as an assassin, could get so close to Interpol.

Regardless of right or wrong, the connections of this senior figure are truly unfathomable.

Thinking about this, Wu Fengshui felt a little emotional.

She had originally hoped to use this legendary figure to inquire about the young man who had defeated Sagat, but now it seemed that since Sagat was imprisoned here, the young man couldn't possibly be here.

While pondering, Wu Fengshui also turned his gaze to Wu Garuda.

Although Garuda didn't speak, Wu Fengshui could tell from her slightly lowered face that Garuda was also aware of the matter. However, her professionalism as an assassin made her hide her dissatisfaction and instead focus her attention on the task assigned by her family.

While Wu Fengshui and Wu Jialouluo were still thinking, Yuan also said from the side, "Since you've arrived too... Ah Chen!"

Looking back at the backyard, Yuan also said loudly, "The people who are here to pick you up have arrived. Come out and meet them!"

“…A-Chen?” Upon hearing this address, Garuda and Wu Fengshui were slightly taken aback.

In their memory, when the man and woman attacked Sagat, the woman called the young man 'Achen'.

Is it a coincidence?

Confused, the two simultaneously looked up at the curtain at the backyard.

Then, a handsome, tall, and muscular young man, shirtless and covered in sweat, walked out.

"Oh, I'm here," Yuan Chen replied.

Volume 1: 40 Wu Fengshui: Should I go too?

With the sudden burst of life energy, Wu Jialouluo felt as if he had been struck in the abdomen.

That scale—

You'll die!

Wu Jialuolu was not afraid of death, but he could not accept that he would die on the eve of the arrival of the meaning of life!

Thinking it over, Wu Jialouluo fell silent, and after a moment he released his grip, calmly climbed off Yuan Chen, and looked at Yuan Chen and said, "I understand... I will try my best."

As she said this, Wu Jialouluo seemed to have regained the gentle elegance and poise befitting the eldest daughter of the Wu clan.

Looking at Tong Ang and Yuan beside him, Wu Jialouluo also folded his hands in front of him, bowed slightly, and then said calmly with a smile:

"I apologize, I've been in a state of mental relaxation for a long time on the way, and I've lost control a bit. Please forgive me for making a fool of myself."

"Hmm...it's alright." Even someone as knowledgeable as Yuan hesitated before speaking, then cleared his throat and asked:

"Perhaps the two members of the Wu clan could rest for a while and calm down?"

"That would be wonderful. Do you have any rooms available?"

Yuan waved his hand, and the waiter next to him immediately led Wu Jialouluo toward the guest room next door.