Mu Shanlan's pupils contracted sharply.
The golden hand clenched his head, instantly halting his montum, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.
The flas erging from his body.
Couldn't even scorch the skin of that golden hand.
Tough opponent!
A passerby casually sitting by the roadside turned out to be a hidden master!
Mu Shanlan's eyes turned red, knowing how urgent the situation was. He burst out with full strength, a fierce fireball forming in his hands, then launching it forward.
The two fireballs fused in midair, forming a massive explosive fla bomb.
However.
Another golden hand reached out, gently stirred, and the fireball exploded on that hand, causing flas to spray all around.
Baiyu erged from the flas, his upper body clothes already burned off, while his pants remained unscathed, protected by his internal energy.
At this mont.
He appeared as if cast in gold, exuding unparalleled power.
Mu Shanlan's pupils widened as he was about to speak, but Baiyu's left hand ford a fist and bowled him away like a bowling ball.
That punch.
Mu Shanlan felt his internal organs being ripped apart by the violent force, and his body smashed through several thick walls before stopping.
For a mont.
The surrounding area was in chaos.
The man who had been chasing Mu Shanlan also paused, looking at Baiyu with hesitant and uncertain eyes, as if pondering whether this sudden expert was friend or foe.
"Friend, I'm an Inspector from Central City. May I ask who you are?"
The man tentatively asked.
Baiyu pointed to Mu Shanlan, who was struggling to get up. "If you don't go now, he's gonna run again. That guy runs fast. If he hadn't run into , I might not have caught him."
"Thank you."
The man nodded, then moved ghostlike to Mu Shanlan's side, delivering a violent palm to his chest, nearly finishing him off.
Mu Shanlan had just taken a hit from Baiyu.
And now, he was struck at his weak point again.
He lost almost half his life.
Now, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't.
"Steel Front, it seems to be so cult organization in the desert..."
Baiyu recalled the man's earlier words.
A cult organization, appearing here made Baiyu wonder. Organizations like Steel Front aren't the type to grow in secret; they confront head-on.
Such organizations.
Can't possibly lay low in the city to grow, usually they recruit in the desert.
Their presence in the city signals a ssage, a hidden organization might have large-scale plans to enter the city, but Baiyu doubted it was to rescue Machima.
Changzhi Shuyuan's airship accident.
Wansheng Prison breakout.
These two major events were enough to shock the entire Federation, yet they happened on the sa day.
Moreover.
All involved a cult organization's participation.
Baiyu frowned deeply.
Suddenly.
He looked at the inspector and asked, "Has anything major happened recently in the Free Federation?"
The inspector thought for a bit and shook his head, "No, the biggest thing is tonight. Mr. Changzhi's airship accident and the Wansheng Prison breakout are the biggest events the Federation has experienced in years. Which departnt are you from?"
The inspector wasn't weak either.
He was also at the Grandmaster level, and Baiyu sensed he might have reached Tier Two of teor.
However.
With the added Golden Blood, Baiyu's power appeared terrifying, leading the inspector to misjudge and assu Baiyu was from a higher-level departnt in the Free Federation.
His suspicion was quite normal.
After all, Baiyu had co from the police station and was standing in its ruins, helping capture a big fish like Mu Shanlan.
"Uh, friend, there's a lot you better not know."
Baiyu smiled, released the golden power, returning to normal skin color, and then took Mu Shanlan's clothes to wear.
Seeing Baiyu's words.
The inspector showed a look of sudden realization, nodding respectfully, "I understand, I won't ntion having seen you, rest assured!"
After speaking.
He even gave a Free Federation military salute.
Baiyu nodded, patted his shoulder, then headed towards Wansheng Prison.
However, after walking for a while.
He returned, seriously asking the inspector, "What's the situation at Wansheng Prison like? I just arrived here and am not quite clear."
The inspector paused, then sighed softly, "Not good. Besides so mysterious experts attempting a breakout, several rebellion and secret organizations have been spotted, all moving toward Wansheng Prison. Though its defenses are strong, they can't hold back so many people for long.
Other masters in Central City's regions can't be easily relocated either.
The influential families have not yet made a clear statent regarding Wansheng Prison."
Baiyu nodded.
The Free Federation, though a parliantary system, has its main powers in the hands of ten major councilors and their families, each a colossal entity.
For example, the Lawrence Clan monopolizes the entire entertainnt industry of the Free Federation.
The Changzhi Clan.
Controls the transportation industry.
Almost every family of the ten councilors is a massive financial group, unshakable and rich beyond asure.
Without their statents.
The true experts of the Federation wouldn't dare act recklessly.
"Alright, you get on with your work. I'm heading to Wansheng Prison."
Baiyu bid farewell to the inspector, heading towards Wansheng Prison, instinctively feeling that sothing akin to what happened in the Great City might occur there.
With so many secret and rebellion organizations appearing.
It's almost certain.
Blessed Land!
Or referred to as Ancient Ruins!
...
Central City.
In the most core and prosperous Rich District.
Inside a standalone villa.
"The Hermit Order's rats, who'd have thought you'd show up this ti… I thought you had been wiped out by the Holy Light Church."
A veiled woman lay leisurely on a villa sofa, holding a goblet, elegantly sipping wine, and greeting the guests who had just entered.
This was a group of people shrouded in black robes.
Six in total.
Each bore on their forehead a circular mark made of complex lines.
Those knowledgeable about secret organizations would recognize this as the Hermit Order's emblem.
Opposite the woman.
Stood a man three ters tall, with ashen skin, and behind his neck sat a dwarf on a seat.
On the other side.
Baiyu's old foe, Mike Tea, was studying a secret text in his hands.
Opposite him.
Sat a one-eyed man wearing an exaggerated pirate hat.
"Long ti no see, Countess."
The leader of the Hermit Order greeted in a peculiar tone.
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