Chapter 49

When the group from the Yin-Yang team heard Zhan Yi’s words, their eyes shot out flames of anger, and their fists were tightly clenched. Although they were currently at a disadvantage, Zhan Yi’s behavior was too overbearing. Not only did he want to search them, but he also wanted to take all their possessions. For them, who had been long influenced by the "Wushi Dao," this was an immense humiliation.

In particular, a few who felt they were about the same strength sneered at Zhan Yi, saying, "Hehe, Mr. Zhan, don’t you think this is going too far? Aren’t you afraid of what will happen if you fall into our hands in the future?"

"Didn’t expect you to threaten me, Mo Lin, did you see that? For people like this, we should just cripple them, hehe..." Zhan Yi laughed wickedly after hearing their words and turned to Mo Lin.

In fact, he had long anticipated that these people would not willingly let him search them. He also did not want to let them go so easily. So, he just wanted to test their limits and see how powerful Mo Lin really was.

He didn’t know much about this new subordinate, only that he could control Mo Lin’s soul. However, after that energy explosion, it was uncertain whether Mo Lin still possessed the energy of an ancient demon beast. After all, the current Mo Lin was a half-human, half-demon hybrid.

When Mo Lin heard Zhan Yi’s words, he was immediately energized. Without saying a word, he flashed in front of the few who had spoken. Before they could react, he kicked them out with a few swift kicks.

"Ahh..." A few cries of pain echoed as those guys hadn’t even seen what happened before they followed their leader’s fate, lying on the ground, clutching their groins and rolling in pain.

"Damn, too fast, I didn’t even see it." Zhan Yi’s eyes widened in frustration, but he quickly turned to the remaining few and said, "What do you think of my request now?"

The few looked at each other, their legs trembling. If they had any hope before, they were now completely despairing. After all, their leader could say he wasn’t prepared, but this time they had heard Zhan Yi’s order to Mo Lin. Being attacked simultaneously without being able to dodge showed a gap that was beyond their estimation.

After a long while, a bolder one finally stepped forward and said seriously to Zhan Yi, "Mr. Zhan, we don’t have to talk much now, but every word we say will express our sincerity. You can search us, and we will fully cooperate."

"Hmm, very sincere. Ah Hu, Da Bao, you go and search them with Mo Lin." Zhan Yi nodded in satisfaction and looked at Lu Hu and Dong Da Bao.

"Yes, boss." The two men’s eyes lit up as they walked towards the others.

Mo Lin, however, walked over to Zhengye Aitong and said with a proud face, "Boss’s girlfriend, I’ll search you."

"Damn, Mo Lin, I’ll search her myself." Zhan Yi, who was about to praise Mo Lin, immediately flashed in front of him when he saw his action.

"Hehe, boss, why use a big knife to kill a chicken? I’ll handle this small matter." Mo Lin was quite persistent.

"Bullshit, she’s not a chicken, and there’s no need to kill her. Go search the others." Zhan Yi flicked Mo Lin’s head, annoyed. This big guy was good in every way except for his misuse of terms, and he often got them wrong.

"Oh, okay." Mo Lin pouted and walked away.

"Zhan Yi, are you really going to search me?" After Mo Lin left, Zhengye Aitong looked at Zhan Yi with a mix of shame and anger. She hadn’t expected their advantage to turn into such a mess.

"Hehe... Aitong, of course I will. Now, please tell me what’s in your chest that feels so soft?" Zhan Yi couldn’t help but laugh wickedly and raised his hand to touch her chest.

"Ahh, you bastard." Zhengye Aitong, who hadn’t expected Zhan Yi to be so bold, was touched and quickly jumped to the side, furious.

"Haha... Aitong, it’s been a few days. You seem to have grown. How about we have a heart-to-heart talk tonight and discuss life?" Zhan Yi laughed triumphantly. He was just teasing Zhengye Aitong. After all, killing her was impossible, and taking her back would be a hassle. The only option was to let her go, but he couldn’t let such an opportunity pass without taking advantage of it.

"I have nothing to talk about with you. If you have the guts, kill me." Zhengye Aitong’s face turned red. She didn’t know why she was so unlucky. Since meeting Zhan Yi, she had been in a difficult position, and despite everything, she couldn’t really bring herself to kill him.

"How can that be? We had a great talk last time, and you seem so energetic today. I’m sure we’ll talk for a long time." Zhan Yi shook his head lightly, deliberately emphasizing the word "talk."

"Boss, how did you talk last time?" Just as Zhan Yi was speaking animatedly, Lu Hu and the others ran over, all curious.

"Damn, we didn’t talk about anything. Search them, kill all of them, and bring the leader back." Zhan Yi rolled his eyes at their curious looks. He really didn’t understand why he had taken on such clueless subordinates.

"You... can’t kill them?" Zhengye Aitong, already embarrassed by the others’ gazes, couldn’t help but speak up when she heard Zhan Yi’s words.

When Mo Lin had injured a few people, she couldn’t stop him, nor could she go against it, as they were on opposite sides. But now, Zhan Yi wanted to kill those people after searching them, and she couldn’t stand by and watch. After all, she was part of the same organization as them.

But before she could finish her sentence, Mo Lin had already acted. With a few energy shots from his hands, the bodies of those people were blown into pieces, and the sounds of explosions echoed.

"Ahh..." Zhengye Aitong screamed, tears streaming down her face as she saw the body parts scattered on the snow.

"Sigh... Let’s go." Zhan Yi looked at Zhengye Aitong with a complex expression, wanting to comfort her but ultimately not doing so. He sighed and led his subordinates down the mountain.

On the way, Zhan Yi remained silent. He didn’t think he had done anything wrong, but he didn’t know how to handle his relationship with Zhengye Aitong. The desperate look in her eyes had made him feel the distance between them grow, as if they had become mortal enemies.

The others, seeing Zhan Yi’s low mood, didn’t say much. Only the silly Mo Lin, still holding the injured Yin-Yang leader, looked around with enthusiasm, a sight that made Zhan Yi sigh inwardly: If everyone were like him, without worries, it might be better.