Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1337: The Temptation of the Emerald

“…”

Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words.

Zhang Mengjie knew him so thoroughly that even if he had mouths all over his body, he couldn’t argue with her.

“Haha… See, I was right. Young Master Lin is just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted.” Zhang Mengjie laughed more and more heartily, pointing out Lin Zifeng’s weakness in front of her sister, making him, who had been suppressing his temper, wish he could strangle this Elf.

“Pfft…”

Then, after Zhang Mengjie laughed, she suddenly felt a sweetness in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Sister!”

Zhang Yuxuan was so scared that her face turned pale. She hurriedly embraced her sister’s delicate body, staring wide-eyed in terror: “Sister, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

Lin Zifeng quickly stepped forward, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and used his X-ray vision to discover a large shadow near her ribs!

It was Hawke Martin’s handprint!

“Are you injured?” Lin Zifeng frowned, carried the colorless Zhang Mengjie to the sofa, and then placed his hand on her back, beginning to gather strands of vital energy to repair the damage inside her body.

Sure enough, the dark mark above her ribs was deep. If Hawke Martin had applied a little more force, Zhang Mengjie’s ribs might have been completely shattered!

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Lin Zifeng’s eyes reddened as he injected vital energy into her bit by bit. If Zhang Mengjie had told him earlier, the situation might not have become so severe.

“It’s nothing, just a little injury.” Zhang Mengjie’s face quickly turned pale.

Her delicate body went limp on Lin Zifeng’s shoulder, inhaling the faint familiar scent from his body, Zhang Mengjie felt very satisfied, it felt great to be in the arms of the man she loved.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuxuan sensibly quietly left their side. Perhaps it was disappointment, perhaps discomfort, anyway, out of sight, out of mind.

…

At two in the morning, after escaping from the xx hotel, after falling from a dozens-story-high building, Hawke Martin did not die. A cultivator as powerful as he, couldn’t die from just a fall.

At this moment, Hawke Martin leaned back in the chair, his eyes gloomy. The room was dark, and as he exhaled a long smoke ring upward.

He opened his eyes and looked at the screen of the computer in front of him again.

On the screen was Nangong Bing’s blog space, showcasing a picture personally uploaded by Nangong Bing on the blog’s homepage.

The scene in the picture was of the Emerald Lin Zifeng once cut out in Macau. These photos were from back when the prospecting of the Emerald was captured. Compared to the ring now, it would be hard to distinguish, except maybe for the Golden Line Dragon on the ring.

“Could such a thing really be hidden in Nangong Bing’s home?”

Hawke Martin squinted, examining the photo carefully.

The reason he came to the martial arts world was mainly for the rumored Greek Magic Bracelet. He came with doubts, and then surprisingly found out Nangong Bing’s blog had photos of Emerald, which made his eyes light up.

Ordinary Emeralds, he wouldn’t care about, but that one had a rare and exceptionally intriguing golden line on it.

If he could obtain this piece of Emerald, he might be able to advance from King Realm to Sub-Saint Realm! At that point, gathering an Elemental Power Seed and converting vital energy into primordial energy.

Creating his own barrier would have numerous benefits. The Skeleton Clan would no longer be troubled by that malicious ‘influence.’

Ever since Hawke Martin retook the leadership of the Skeleton Clan in Southeast Asia, that ultra-powerful influence had inexplicably entangled their Skeleton Clan.

Even over the years, his own father hadn’t evaded the shadow of that frightening influence.

The Skeleton Clan’s influence in Southeast Asia was as powerful as the Nantian Gang in Zhonghai, almost influencing half of Southeast Asia’s factions. Just a minor move from the Skeleton Clan could feel like an earthquake happening there.

“Her villa carries an aura of terrifying oppression; rushing in might not do me any good,” Hawke Martin muttered to himself. For days, he had noticed a formidable energy fluctuation inside Nangong Bing’s villa, and every time he approached, he felt like he was being watched by eyes, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Several times, he gathered the courage to try and charge in, but was always forced out by that powerful force.

It should be known that Hawke Martin was a Middle Stage King realm powerhouse capable of sweeping across Zhonghai.

The horrifying aura he could sense was enough to indicate what kind of powerful entity resided within the villa.

“Knock knock~”

Just then, a rhythmic knocking was heard on the door.

Hawke Martin quickly closed the blog of the Emerald on the computer.

“Come in!”

“Creak…”

The door opened, and two burly men in black walked in from outside. A skull bolstered by two bones was printed on their clothes.

The moment they entered, one of the burly men, with sharp eyes, casually glanced at the computer and then, as if nothing happened, withdrew his gaze.

Of course, all of this was noticed by Hawke Martin.

The main hierarchy of the Skeleton Clan was not solely Hawke Martin. He was merely a common leader. The true power in the Skeleton Clan belonged to the three Elders, who were said to be the forces behind its operations.

“Leader Hawke, the Elders have ordered. You are to promptly return to the Skeleton Clan immediately. There are important matters for discussion.”

“Is this the Elders’ command?” Hawke Martin’s gaze was dim. He hated being commanded by those three old dogs the most. The leader of the Skeleton Clan, being so easily dictated to, would seem like a worthless title if word got out.

“Yes, it is the decision of the three Elders.”

The two nodded, their expressions cold.

“Alright then, there’s an important task that needs to be done. If you succeed, the three Elders will naturally commend you. If you fail, I’m sure you already know the Elders’ tempers.”

Hawke Martin’s eyes flashed as he concocted a perfect plan in his mind.

“Is this really the Elders’ command?”

The two exchanged glances, neither knowing what Hawke Martin was implying.

“Yes.” Hawke Martin nodded, then slapped his thigh and stood up, smiling at the two: “Originally, the Elders wanted me to handle this task. Since I couldn’t complete it and now that you are here, I’ll assign it to you. I believe, with such a small task, you won’t disappoint the Elders, will you?”