30: Encountering Poker 2

A few nights later.

Ling Xian lay in the courtyard of Villa No. 1 in Shanhai Manor, quietly enjoying the summer breeze.

He was enjoying some peace and quiet now; Hu Yourong was handling things with Lin Feng.

As for Wu Yueyue, the Living Dead was responsible for her treatment.

Although Ling Xian knew Lin Feng was definitely plotting something behind the scenes, he wasn't worried in the slightest.

Unless Lin Feng managed to find a few Grandmaster-level experts.

"In a little while, it will be time for the Donghai Grand Competition.

That's when it'll be Lin Feng's turn to show off again.

I just don't know if he can still defeat Han Junxian from overseas now.

Did I perhaps exploit him too harshly? He's been in Donghai for so long, yet he's only just entered the Fourth Rank.

Han Junxian is a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist, a Half-step Grandmaster. The gap between the Fourth and Fifth Ranks is still quite significant." Ling Xian sipped a cup of juice, pondering the matter.

Just then, Ling Xian's spiritual sense suddenly detected several powerful martial artists rapidly approaching Shanhai Manor.

"Hmm?" Ling Xian stood up and walked out of the villa courtyard, still wearing his slippers.

Looking into the distance, he indeed saw a little loli being chased by several Black-clothed Men.

The little loli had fair, smooth skin, an average figure—flat as a board—but her saving grace was her cute appearance with a round face, marred unfortunately by a scar.

The several Black-clothed Men behind her all wore fierce, menacing expressions.

"No peace and quiet for me. Did this little loli have to run here of all places?" Ling Xian felt somewhat speechless.

He hadn't expected to encounter this kind of 'protagonist treatment' himself.

It's just that he had finally managed to get some peace these past few days.

"This little loli should be a martial artist, but unfortunately her meridians are severed, making her almost like an ordinary person.

Logically, her speed shouldn't be faster than the martial artists behind her.

Does this little loli have a secret?"

Ling Xian saw the peculiarity at a glance and prepared to intervene.

By now, she was completely exhausted, lying on the ground, eyes wide open yet vacant, as if already prepared to embrace death.

"Sorry, Poker 2. You should never have tried to leave the organization." One of the leading black-clothed beauties spoke with a constant smile on her lips.

"Haha, Sister A screwed me over! She clearly wrote it as a fake death plan, but when I carried it out for her, it didn't succeed.

Whatever. My death will at least eliminate one possible way for her to leave the organization." The little loli, Poker 2, thought to herself.

"Young Master Ling, interested in this little girl?" The Living Dead had, at some point, appeared standing beside Ling Xian.

"Although she looks pretty, she's already disfigured, and she's a cripple with no ability to move. She has no practical value."

"Isn't fixing disfigurement quite simple for you?" Ling Xian said with a laugh.

"It is quite simple. But, Young Master Ling, offending an organization of unknown circumstances for this woman might not be wise." The Living Dead's face showed concern.

"It's not that I'm taken with her, but rather the secret behind her.

This little loli has a secret. Her meridians are severed, yet she managed to escape from these Black-clothed Men for so long." Ling Xian explained, telling the Living Dead what he had just observed.

The Living Dead's eyes revealed astonishment. In all his years of practicing medicine, this was the first time he'd heard of someone with severed meridians still being able to move like a martial artist.

"Young Master Ling, hurry up and act!" As soon as the Living Dead's voice fell, he had already flown towards Poker 2.

His gaze wasn't clouded by lust for women, but filled entirely with an obsession for exploring medical knowledge.

He wanted to study this little loli thoroughly; she would be his experimental subject.

"Ugh..." Ling Xian was utterly speechless.

Just a moment ago, he was saying Ling Xian fancied this little loli, and now he was faster than anyone.

"Whoosh!" Ling Xian and the Living Dead arrived beside them.

"Are you from Dragon Country?" Ling Xian stepped forward and asked the little loli in the Dragon Country language.

A flicker of hope appeared in the little loli's eyes. The walking corpse that she was turned her head to look at Ling Xian.

"I am not from Dragon Country, nor am I from any country, but my sister belongs to Dragon Country.

Please, for her sake, give me a quick death. Don't let them take me away." Poker 2 said with agitation.

As she spoke, two glistening teardrops welled up in her eyes.

To think that she, Poker 2, was once a powerhouse renowned internationally.

Now she had fallen to such a state, begging someone for a merciful death.

"I won't let you die!" Ling Xian patted Poker 2's head, then looked up at the three black-clothed figures before him with a smile.

"You'd best not meddle in this affair, sir. Our organization is not one you can afford to provoke." The leading black-clothed woman's eyes radiated killing intent as she drew a folding knife from her hand.

"I hate being threatened the most." Ling Xian flashed in front of the black-clothed woman and delivered a heavy punch to her face.

The black-clothed woman staggered back several steps, her eyes wide with surprise. "An A-rank Powerhouse?"

"Dragon Capturing Hand!" Ling Xian struck out with a claw, which happened to land squarely on the black-clothed woman's chest.

The sensation was soft and yielding.

"Oops, sorry, my aim was off.

But... that's a pretty nice feeling." Ling Xian flexed his right hand, joking.

The black-clothed woman recoiled in fear. Feeling the heat on her chest, her eyes blazed with fury.

"I'll kill you!"

The three black-clothed figures attacked together, but the Living Dead appeared behind them, sprinkling a bit of white powder.

Instantly, the three black-clothed figures went limp and collapsed to the ground.

"I... I'll... kill... you..." The black-clothed woman still stubbornly muttered threats.

"I told you my powder couldn't fail. It's just that Young Master Ling is too monstrous." The Living Dead chuckled lecherously as he commented.

Simultaneously, he said to Ling Xian, "Young Master Ling, could I take a bit of your blood for research later?"

"Sure." Ling Xian took a few steps back. "But don't get too close to me."

Poker 2 looked at the two men with fear. "Is this the legendary ancient Eastern country?

Truly mysterious. To encounter experts of this level so casually... they're already equivalent to the strength of a Poker 5."

Ling Xian, carrying the little loli Poker 2 on his back, said to the Living Dead, "I leave these three to you. Don't let them escape. See if you can get anything out of their mouths."

Having said that, he prepared to leave with the little loli Poker 2.

The little loli Poker 2 looked at Ling Xian with gratitude and said, "Thank you, savior, for saving my life!

But in my current state, I'm no different from a cripple. It's better to just kill me!

If the Poker Organization finds out you saved me, they won't let you off."

Ling Xian said calmly, "Don't you want revenge against this Poker Organization you speak of?"

Hearing the word 'revenge', a flash of panic appeared in Poker 2's eyes. "No, I don't want revenge. Just being able to leave the organization is good enough.

There's no way I could ever have a chance to take revenge on the organization."

Ling Xian said, "That's not necessarily true. Who can say what the future holds? I can find someone to treat your injuries. Follow me, let me learn some of your secrets, and I'll set you on a path to greater strength."

"Impossible. My meridians can't be healed without injecting the organization's serum.

This isn't a matter of hope or not." Poker 2 immediately voiced her doubt.

"Haha, it seems you don't understand much about medicine."