The Cold Qingqiu Who Wants to Turn the Master of the Hall of Hell into a Puppet

Arriving at the base of Chen Yingyin's building.

Gu Yan sent a message, and moments later, a strikingly beautiful figure unlike usual came down.

She opened the car door and swung her long legs inside. Though not in uniform, she still exuded an aura of valor.

And the first thing she did upon entering...

Chen Yingyin clenched her fist and said apologetically: "Gu Yan, I'm sorry."

Gu Yan motioned for Old Gao to drive, then turned to Chen Yingyin in confusion: "Sister Yingyin, what are you saying? I don't understand. Why are you apologizing to me?"

Chen Yingyin took a deep breath, glanced at Old Gao, and after some thought said: "Just as you said, Xiao Lin indeed has powerful connections."

Old Gao, driving in front, remained expressionless but his eyes flickered slightly. Xiao Lin...

Gu Yan put on a surprised expression: "Sister Yingyin, do you mean...?"

"Yes, it's as you thought. Xiao Lin was taken away by an organization called the Huaxia Special Action Investigation Department."

"The person who came to get him was called Bai Jun. Do you know about this organization?"

"Gu Yan, I sense that you seem to know a lot. Can you tell me? My father won't reveal a word to me."

Chen Yingyin's gaze was serious. She really wanted to understand these inexplicable events.

Whether it was Xiao Lin's strength to punch through the ground, or that strange investigative department.

She wanted to know it all.

"So this kind of thing really happened after all..."

Gu Yan sighed, then slowly began speaking, his expression serious: "Sister Yingyin, if I told you magic exists in this world, would you believe me?"

"!"

Chen Yingyin's eyes widened in surprise. She took a deep breath to calm herself, then gave a wry smile: "If you had told me this before today, I definitely wouldn't have believed it."

"But last night's events were too bizarre. I have no choice but to believe now."

"So Xiao Lin is a magician? And those organizations exist to control magicians?"

Gu Yan was somewhat surprised by Chen Yingyin's ability to accept this. He nodded: "You could understand it that way."

"But Xiao Lin isn't a magician. He's a... warrior."

"Warriors are beings distinct from ordinary people. They're neither fighters nor martial artists. Warriors are simply warriors, and powerful warriors can potentially destroy a mountaintop with one punch."

"Xiao Lin's strength is at the top even among warriors. Because of my special status, many people want to kill me."

"That's how I know about warriors, and when I learned Xiao Lin was also a warrior, I knew he wanted to kill me."

"I just didn't expect that Xiao Lin would fall for Wang Yulan, so he didn't want to kill me in front of her to avoid leaving a bad impression."

"Now, he's indeed been taken away..."

Gu Yan sighed at this point: "Because warriors aren't bound by secular laws, only warrior departments can discipline them."

"That is, the Special Action Investigation Department, or rather — the Ancient Martial Arts Department."

Hearing this, Chen Yingyin felt her worldview being shaken.

Gu Yan had no reason to deceive her, and coupled with the light she saw emanating from Xiao Lin's hands that night, Chen Yingyin was already more than half convinced.

"So there are so many hidden things in this world."

Chen Yingyin murmured. No wonder, no wonder her father refused to tell her anything.

It was just like when he told her not to become a police officer years ago, but to become a teacher instead.

His purpose was still the same old rhetoric about it being too dangerous, about her being a girl, about wanting to protect her, and so on.

Gu Yan looked at Chen Yingyin lost in thought and casually asked: "Sister Yingyin, what do you want to do next?"

What to do...

Chen Yingyin thought for a moment. The confusion left her eyes as she looked seriously at Gu Yan: "I want to catch Xiao Lin and put him in jail! Who knows if what that so-called Bai Jun said about him not killing anyone is true!"

Gu Yan smiled lightly upon hearing this. He extended his hand and said with a smile: "Alright then, Sister Yingyin, we're allies now."

"Xiao Lin hurt my friend and wants to kill me, so I definitely want to catch him too."

"Let's work together!"

Chen Yingyin looked at Gu Yan, feeling somewhat emotional. She never imagined that little boy from years ago had grown up so much.

He even knew more than her now. She grasped Gu Yan's hand: "Okay! I'll let you know if I hear anything."

Then she turned to Old Gao: "Grandpa Gao, please take me back to the police station. There's a problem that's been bothering me that I think I can solve now."

Gu Yan nodded: "Old Gao, please take Sister Yingyin to the police station."

"Certainly."

Old Gao nodded, thinking to himself: Well, well, who would have thought? Chen Guoping always wanted to keep his daughter out of the ancient martial arts world.

But... who knew it would be my young master who brought her in? This is getting interesting.

Chen Yingyin withdrew her hand, her eyes showing a hint of excitement.

If her guess was correct, that bizarre serial killing case at the Autumn Water Garden Community might soon be solved!

Gu Yan glanced sideways at the excited Chen Yingyin, the corner of his mouth curling up slightly.

So the Autumn Water Garden plot is coming soon...

......

.......

At the Leng Family residence.

In the study.

A butterfly landed on Leng Qingqiu's desk.

Leng Qingqiu paused briefly in her reading.

Moments later.

Poof!

The butterfly turned to powder and scattered out the window.

Leng Qingqiu's expression gradually turned cold.

So that's how it is.

The King of Hell Palace's master's body is failing, so he will hold a banquet in two days to announce his successor.

Heh, how interesting.

Leng Qingqiu slowly opened her eyes, gently stroking the corner of her eye.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Since he's a dead man walking anyway... it shouldn't be a problem to use him for her purposes, right?

Oh yes, he also has a most valued adopted son called Long Zaitian.

That young body's strength would be perfect for maintaining the various functions of this old man's body.

Even trash has its uses.

It seems...

She'll have to attend the banquet he's holding in two days.

Not openly, of course, but in her capacity as... the king of the Night Organization.

The banquet in two days will certainly be lively.

But no one will expect that the master of the King of Hell Palace will also become her puppet on that day.