Chapter 18 An Ominous Premonition

"The ominous premonition has suddenly grown stronger."

The moment he entered the apartment, Han Dang felt a sudden thump in his heart.

The reason he chose to act today was because Gu Shen's assessment was scheduled for today... According to intelligence, Mr. Shu had already returned to Dateng City, and in order to ensure Gu Shen's personal safety, Zhou Jiren would definitely accompany him to participate in the assessment.

If that old man wasn't around,

Then he wouldn't have too many concerns about taking action himself.

"Such a strong sense of foreboding... Is it that woman surnamed Luo?" Han Dang quickly left the elevator and arrived in front of Gu Shen's apartment door. If possible, he didn't want to have a direct conflict with that woman.

He and Luo Er had entered the Tribunal as envoys in the same year, and he knew very well... how difficult she was to deal with.

But time wouldn't allow him to hesitate any longer.

Take the keepsake, submit it to the review team, and end it all.

There was no turning back once the arrow was released!

Han Dang placed one hand on the door frame and took a deep breath.

The [Truth] domain was activated instantly. Several shadows overlapped in front of the apartment door. He only used the simplest profiling, and the password sequence for opening the door lock floated backwards in the dream...

"Click."

It went smoothly.

The door opened.

Han Dang went straight to the bedroom. He saw a large, floor-standing storage cabinet, and the drawer on the third layer had a miniature bronze lock on it.

This kind of lock required a key to turn it.

The anxious feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and Han Dang no longer had the patience to look for the key.

His face expressionless, he covered the surface of the small bronze lock with his palm, and his mental power surged out like a tide. In just an instant, the lock tongue shattered, and the drawer opened smoothly.

"..."

Han Dang's expression was gloomy as he stared at the object inside the drawer.

A flat, rectangular combination box.

The same miniature combination lock firmly held the opening and closing point in place, and a solemn and neat warning was written on the combination box: "Do not open if not proper."

"Are you f***ing kidding me?"

The next moment, Han Dang's expression changed drastically.

Someone was coming!

He reacted extremely quickly, immediately hugged the combination box in his arms, and then quickly sprinted towards the bedroom balcony. Someone on the street heard the sound of glass breaking on the high floor.

People looked up one after another.

But the upper floors of the apartment building were peaceful.

It all seemed like an illusion.

Countless glass shards flew in the air, and at the moment of shattering, the direction of their flight was changed by unspeakable rules, and then they flowed back like water—

"Whizz."

The flowing water solidified, and the glass reunited.

Han Dang's pupils contracted. He was still in the posture of charging and crashing, but the direction he was rushing out was completely opposite to what he had originally prepared for.

He originally wanted to jump out of the window directly from Gu Shen's high-rise apartment to escape... but at this moment, he was crashing towards the direction of the door he had come from.

What happened?

What kind of ability was this?

His mind went blank, and he keenly sensed a trace of danger. At the two ends of the door frame, where he was about to crash, there was an extremely thin, but tightly stretched black hair.

This strand of hair shimmered with a chilling light in the breeze.

If he were to crash into it, he would probably be cut open directly!

"This is... that woman's sealed item!"

The gold-rimmed glasses on Han Dang's face flashed with a ray of light. He raised two fingers and pressed them against the front of his Adam's apple. At the moment he hit the hair, the tightly stretched hair did not behead him.

"Clang!"

There was a crisp sound.

The adhesive material at both ends of the hair snapped off directly, and a cloud of dust splashed from both sides of the door frame. Han Dang stopped his momentum in a somewhat disheveled manner. He steadied himself and stared grimly at the trio outside the smoke and dust.

Nan Jin pulled out two knives, fully prepared, with her attention highly focused, ready to meet the upcoming battle.

Zhong Wei, on the other hand, had his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed. He looked around Gu Shen's apartment, without even looking at Han Dang... because he knew that this battle might not even happen at all.

Or perhaps, it was already over.

Sister Luo's sleeves were rolled up to her forearms. Her snow-white, lotus-root-like arms were now densely covered with black hair. The black hair flowed all over the floor like a waterfall, and the surface of the house had been covered with a layer of it at some point. The glass outside the window was no longer transparent, and the light in the entire apartment was blocked, with only the light from the incandescent lamp scattered in mottled patterns.

"We meet again, Han Dang."

Sister Luo pulled out a chair and sat down casually. She smiled and said, "In recent years, there are fewer and fewer envoys in the Tribunal who are capable of carrying out high-risk missions. Since you've come to Dateng City, why be so secretive? You could have come to me for tea."

"Luo Er..."

Han Dang frowned as he stood in the smoke and dust of the collapsed door frame. He waved his hand and used his mental power to disperse the dust and mist.

Since he had been caught, there was nothing to say.

Everyone was just acting anyway, with mutual understanding. Now it was just exposed.

"You should know what mission I'm here in Dateng City to carry out." Han Dang tapped the combination iron box in his arms lightly with one finger and said lightly, "Your little junior who hasn't even been accepted into the sect yet has an unclean background and probably won't meet the entry review standards of the Tribunal."

"Oh... is that so?"

Sister Luo said calmly, "What makes you say that?"

"The evidence is in my hands." Han Dang said coldly, "The truth of the fire case... I believe you know it better than I do. I have already submitted the report to the review team. If they don't accept it, this report will continue to be submitted to the higher authorities. I will ensure that the council can see the 'truth'."

"Truth?"

Luo Er said faintly, "Rather than the truth, it's more like the means you've taken to achieve your goals. Since you're not hiding it anymore, then I might as well make it clear. You and Zhu Wang are relentlessly pursuing the 'Amnesty Order' in order to bring down Teacher and take over the position of Great Judge in the Tribunal."

Han Dang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"You should also know the results of the latest meeting. Councilor Zhao vetoed the impeachment." Luo Er smiled and said, "You may not understand why... why so many people wanted Teacher to be dismissed, but the impeachment still failed?"

The moment the voice fell,

The entire apartment began to tremble, and the incandescent lamp emitted a sharp, high-pitched whine.

Han Dang's expression became serious.

He wanted to use the [Truth] domain, but he didn't realize until this moment that a mental force several times stronger than his own had completely covered this place, and his mental power was firmly suppressed.

It was like a seedling in the ground, finding it extremely difficult to take root and sprout.

This was... the mental power of the woman in front of him?

This vast mental power gave Han Dang a sense of powerlessness, like... facing Teacher.

"Could it be..."

Han Dang thought of a possibility, and his heart suddenly became uneasy.

Sister Luo played with the black hair in her palm. She opened her mouth softly and gently, "Yes, just as you are guessing at this moment... not long ago, I broke through the twelfth level of the Deep Sea Trial and received the title of 'Celestial Eye' from the council. This news hasn't spread yet, and only a very few people know about it."

Han Dang hugged the box tightly, his face suddenly turning pale.

"No... impossible..."

He was the most promising young leader in the Tribunal, and along the way, he had been stronger than others of the same age. And Luo Er... was indeed a formidable opponent, but over the years, he had never thought that he would be surpassed by this woman.

The twelfth level of the Deep Sea Trial... that was a chasm that separated countless geniuses.

He was still struggling desperately in front of the chasm.

And Luo Er had already crossed the chasm and received the title.

The moment Sister Luo spoke, Zhong Wei's expression remained calm as usual. He already knew the news, while Nan Jin's expression was shocked... As far as she knew, there were very few experts who had passed the twelfth level of the Deep Sea, and each one had an exclusive, unique title.

Zhou Jiren's title was "Reaching the Sky Tree," which was why many people respectfully called Teacher "Mr. Shu."

Because of the transcendent event many years ago, Sister's body remained at the age of fifteen, and she looked very young, but in reality, she was only twenty-seven or eight years old, and she had already reached a height that many people could not reach in their lifetime.

"Now do you understand why the impeachment failed?"

Sister Luo sat upright in the chair, smiled slightly, and at the same time raised her palm and waved it casually.

"Even if your Teacher Zhu Wang were here in person, he might not be able to take this box from my hands!"

The next moment, a powerful mental force surged out like a tsunami.

Han Dang groaned. He couldn't resist the huge difference in mental power at all. He was shaken back several steps, his back hitting the wall. He could only watch helplessly as the bronze combination box flew out of his arms on its own and landed in Luo Er's hands.

The moment she got it, black hair quickly climbed and wrapped around the lock box.

Sister Luo stared at the bronze box in her palm thoughtfully.

A playful smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Han Dang with a hint of pity, and said, "Taking a step back... even if you took this box away, what could you do?"

The black algae on the surface of the sealed item retreated completely.

Only a slender strand of hair was left, probing into the lock tongue and turning it gently.

"Click."

In front of the other party, the lock box was slowly opened.

Han Dang's expression was extremely ugly...

He couldn't believe that the combination lock box that he had painstakingly obtained... had nothing inside.

No physical evidence, no sealed items, and no ruler.

Empty.

He... had been played by Gu Shen in the orphanage.