252: Oh, it's someone I know.

As he spoke, he quickly stepped aside, revealing Lin Yu behind him.

"Let me introduce you two, this is..."

And at that very moment.

Lin Yu, who had been standing at the door like an outsider, quietly observing everything, suddenly had a very strange feeling.

The aura he sensed became even more intense.

Something was wrong.

Something was very wrong.

This fellow named Yan Xing... this indestructible defensive aura carrying the power of laws... and that one named Black Shadow... this eerie, flickering fluctuation merging into space... why... did it look so familiar?

Lin Yu's memories instantly flashed back.

The ruins in front of the Old Ghost Hall.

Chen Ao's final madness.

And that pitch-black rift that appeared out of thin air, tearing through space.

Weren't these the two people who stepped out of that rift?

One had opened a black octagonal shield, forcibly withstanding the aftershocks of his million-fold [Lightning Spell].

The other had grabbed the half-dead Chen Ao, tore through space, and fled in a panic.

Holy crap!

Is the world really this small?

A strange thought flashed through Lin Yu's mind.

He even subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to say hello.

"Hi, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Old Shi was still struggling to organize his words, trying to figure out how to disguise Lin Yu's identity without raising suspicion from the people opposite, while also not making Lin Yu seem too humble and triggering a conflict.

"This is the one I mentioned to you both, who possesses..."

Old Shi's voice came to an abrupt halt.

Because he saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The "Black Shadow," who had been lazy and indifferent to everyone, at the moment Old Shi moved aside and Lin Yu's figure was completely exposed before him.

His body, composed of shadows, was like a calm lake surface into which a nuclear bomb had been dropped—it suddenly exploded!

Countless black particles scattered frantically, only to be forcibly constrained back by an even more powerful force.

His illusory form flickered violently, like an old television with a bad signal, looking as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

"You..."

A broken, out-of-tune syllable filled with extreme fear and disbelief struggled out from that twisted mass of shadows.

On the sofa, Yan Xing, who had been as steady as Mount Tai, also snapped his eyes open at the same time!

His body tensed to the limit in an instant!

On that cold face, for the first time, an emotion called "horror" surfaced!

He stared dead at Lin Yu.

As if he weren't looking at a person.

But at a slowly falling, golden ocean of thunder!

Black Shadow's flickering hand made of shadows trembled as it rose, pointing at the innocent-looking Young Man with his hands in his pockets.

"It's... it's you?!"

This wasn't a question.

It wasn't even a doubt.

It was an unconscious moan, like a soul being pulled from a body upon seeing the most terrifying sight in the world.

The humble smile on Old Shi's face froze there. The long introduction he had prepared was stuck firmly in his throat by this abrupt syllable, and he couldn't spit out a single word.

Wang Teng and the other two CEOs behind him were even more blank-minded.

What happened?

What on earth was going on?

Why would these Abyss Domain experts, who were just now overbearing and treated them like ants, show such a reaction as if they'd seen a ghost?

That "Black Shadow," his body made of energy, was fluctuating violently at a visible frequency, nearly dissipating on the spot!

And that man named "Yan Xing" was even more exaggerated.

He didn't just stand up.

He "sprang" up!

His whole body was like it had springs installed, shooting up from the sofa so violently that the expensive-looking sofa slid back half a meter, making a harsh scraping sound.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, stared dead at Lin Yu, their bodies trembling slightly from extreme fear.

Of course they remembered.

They wouldn't forget even if they died.

The ruins in front of the Old Ghost Hall, that idiot named Chen Ao, and that... world-destroying golden sea of thunder!

Outsiders only thought Yan Xing was a level-100-plus expert who had been heavily injured by withstanding a single blow.

Only they themselves knew that Yan Xing was already close to breaking the level 200 mark! His great shield was considered absolute defense even among those of the same level in the Abyss Domain!

But such a defense, in the face of that sea of thunder, was as fragile as a piece of window paper!

If they hadn't run fast, the two of them would have become cosmic dust by now!

Even more terrifying was that before they fled, they had seen the ten golden electrical sparks lighting up again on that Young Man's fingertips!

What did that mean?

It meant that the world-destroying strike from before was something the opponent could do ten more times! Or even more!

That wasn't some ultimate move.

That was just a basic attack!

An ordinary, unremarkable basic attack that could insta-kill the two of them!

Now, this mobile natural disaster, this humanoid walking heavenly punishment, was standing right in front of them with a smile.

What the hell was there to talk about?

Talk about how to die?!

In the meeting room, there was a deathly silence.

The hearts of Old Shi and the others were about to jump out of their throats. They could clearly feel the tangible emotion called "fear" emanating from those two Abyss Domain experts.

This emotion was ten thousand times more terrifying than the arrogance and killing intent they had radiated before!

A polite and slightly constrained smile, appropriate for a junior meeting a senior, appeared on Lin Yu's face.

He nodded slightly.

"Greetings, Lord Yan Xing? Lord Black Shadow?"

A plain, ordinary greeting.

Yet it was like two bolts of divine thunder from the highest heavens, striking squarely on the crowns of Yan Xing and Black Shadow's heads!

"Lord"?!

Those two words were like the most vicious curse, making every cell in their bodies scream!

"No, no, no, no! I don't deserve it! I absolutely don't deserve it!"

Yan Xing, the man who had been as cold as a piece of iron, was now shaking his head like a rattle, his hands waving frantically in front of him, looking as if he were terrified Lin Yu might kneel to him in the next second.

There was a hint of a sob in his voice.

"President... President Lin! Please don't call me that! You're killing me! You can just call me Little Yan! Really! Little Yan!"

Beside him, Black Shadow's reaction was even faster.

His unstable mass of shadows suddenly drifted forward, almost pressing against Lin Yu's face.

"Yes, yes, yes! Call him Little Yan! You can just call me Little Black!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Black Shadow himself felt something was wrong.

Little Black? What kind of name was that?

He quickly added, his illusory figure flickering violently due to anxiety.

"No, no! My surname is Chen! Call me Little Chen! Little Chen is fine!!"

"..."

The meeting room fell into a silence even more bizarre than deathly stillness.

Old Shi, Wang Teng, and the other two CEOs.

Four people, eight eyes, stared straight at this scene of magical realism.

Li... Little Yan?

Li... Little Black?