Although the country of Huaxia is a developing nation, its overall national strength has surpassed many developed countries. This is the foundation of Huaxia and its ancient heritage.
As time passed, Chen Fan arrived at the hotel entrance.
A five-star hotel in Rikkyo, the capital of the Red Sun country, was indeed much grander than a five-star hotel in the city where District Thirteen was located.
Chen Fan paid and alighted, then walked straight towards the hotel.
The events that transpired earlier had deeply affected Chen Fan. After all, in his heart, such things seemed impossible in a developed country like the Red Sun country, yet they truly existed.
The congenital martial artists, who were rarely seen elsewhere, were not easily encountered. While the previously encountered man seemed old, congenital martial artists were clearly not easily found in other places. Based on his years of experience exploring the outside world, only one in a thousand people might be a martial artist. Yet, in the city of Rikkyo, a place where talent lay hidden, congenital martial artists had degenerated to the point of robbing and attacking scholars from the countryside on the streets.
"Although I don't know if the big man I encountered earlier was a coincidence, or if he only discovered his true qi at an advanced age, or perhaps it was just a chance encounter, I should still be careful," Chen Fan mused.
He then walked into the hotel.
The hotel lobby was indeed magnificent, but to someone like Chen Fan, who had seen countless high-class venues, it was just that. After all, Chen Fan had stayed in ultra-luxurious hotels or rooms, and he had also slept amongst piles of dead bodies during his past missions.
Upon entering the hotel, Chen Fan promptly completed his check-in.
Once inside the room, Chen Fan lay on the large bed and began contemplating how to assassinate Konggu Yong.
While assassinating Konggu Yong was truly simple for Chen Fan, the biggest headache was how to preserve his strength and prevent the people of District Thirteen from discovering his true abilities. If the people of District Thirteen knew his true strength, or discovered that Chen Fan possessed a strength above the Golden Core stage, they would undoubtedly investigate his origins. It might even drag Bai Lin down with him.
As Chen Fan pondered, he suddenly remembered his Golden Silk Cicada Robe and spoke to it.
"Fortunately, you exist. You can disguise oneself and hide one's aura. Your existence truly allows me to achieve twice the results with half the effort."
Hearing Chen Fan's words, the Golden Silk Cicada Robe within his body emitted a resonant hum.
"Hum... hum... hum," it buzzed.
Chen Fan then gently caressed the Golden Silk Cicada Robe. If an outsider were present at this moment,
they might immediately categorize Chen Fan as a pervert, as who would caress themselves alone in a hotel?
At this moment, Chen Fan remained oblivious to how perverted he appeared.
However, it didn't matter much to Chen Fan, as he was the only one in the room.
Given his years of experience exploring the outside world,
Chen Fan knew that the best time for an assassination was usually at night. However, at present, Chen Fan had not yet investigated Konggu Yong's private villa.
Chen Fan's understanding of Konggu Yong was still vague.
After all, Chen Fan had never anticipated that he would eventually join District Thirteen and undertake assassination missions.
Chen Fan glanced at the time.
It was already nearing dusk.
"This is so annoying," Chen Fan said as he lay on the bed.
But it was of no use, as Chen Fan's mood was exceptionally bleak.
"Perhaps after this mission, I need to relax properly and clear my mind." This was Chen Fan's thought.
In fact, for the Chen Fan of the past, such days of striving and working hard were very common.
However, as Chen Fan's realm and cultivation grew higher, he began to rely on his overwhelming strength to crush anyone in everything he did.
This included so-called assassination missions. With his high-level strength, all subsequent assassination missions involved Chen Fan annihilating everyone he encountered.
For the Chen Fan of the past, an assassination mission simply required eliminating everyone who saw him, and then no one would know it was him.
This was Chen Fan's previous line of thinking.
He should have applied this approach to Konggu Yong, but Chen Fan knew that with the surveillance of District Thirteen, any revelation of his Golden Core or above strength would lead to his dismissal and investigation. If such a situation occurred, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
Chen Fan was very vexed, yet helpless.
"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore."
With this thought, Chen Fan ended his contemplation.
After all, it is best for a person not to think about anything when they are agitated, as it only leads to a counterproductive outcome and yields no benefit.
Chen Fan opened the door, left the room, and then went downstairs.
This situation was good for Chen Fan, as not thinking when one cannot figure something out was better than anything else.
However, although Chen Fan was still troubled, he could do nothing about it.
Meanwhile, Bai Lin was deeply missing Chen Fan.
"A whole day has passed. Is Chen Fan doing alright?" Bai Lin thought as she lay on Chen Fan's bed.