I Am Your Natural Enemy

They just couldn’t get in, because the original road had been blown up by those two so-called geniuses.

Those two had already been caught. According to their statements, they got the intel from a secret forum outside, and then confirmed it offline with someone they knew.

They knew someone was coming to take revenge on Cai Qidong today, so under the excuse of hauling goods and using low shipping costs as bait, they got a job transporting fireworks from a middleman, dismantled the fireworks by hand and added their own stuff, turning it into a huge homemade bomb.

They literally drove the car loaded with the bomb onto the road leading in and out of the Domain, then blew it up, trying to trap Cai Heizi inside the Domain.

They didn’t dare try direct assassination, but they also didn’t want to let this opportunity slip by. When they realized more than one group was coming, they finally worked up the nerve.

So they just blew up the passage, making it so nothing from the outside could get in anymore.

They blocked the Scorching Sun Department’s people—and also blocked anyone else who might have been up to something.

The Scorching Sun Department followed the so-called geniuses’ story and did some checking—so far nothing unusual, but as for that secret forum, it hasn’t been found.

According to the two, before them, two other groups had already gone in—one in a private car, one in a big delivery van.

These two also used gear bought on the black market, which could access some low-security government databases.

Right now, it’s confirmed: this equipment isn’t registered to the Scorching Sun Department, but the stuff itself is just like the kind used by their Field Agents.

Even with Cai Qidong, the Minister, not around, the investigation is already underway according to protocol.

Inside the Domain, once it was daylight, Wen Yan picked up Cai Qidong—didn’t let anyone else get involved.

He climbed up the hillside to the end of that highway. Looking down the road, just like yesterday, the crossroads was still changing.

But today, the changes at the crossroads were clearly following some kind of pattern.

He looked back at the others.

”I’ll go scout ahead.”

After saying that, Wen Yan glanced at Qin Kun, who was the first to take a step forward.

”Senior Brother Qin, wait here. I’m not sure if there are still people with bad intentions here—if there are, shoot to kill. No mercy.”

Wen Yan didn’t hide anything from the others, his tone full of killing intent. No one said a word—they all just silently agreed with him.

Wen Yan strode out toward the road, didn’t care at all about the shifting space; he didn’t even hesitate for a second.

The people behind watched as Wen Yan carried Cai Qidong’s corpse out and disappeared along the road, and they couldn’t help but feel a little respect.

They knew, unless they were completely desperate, they’d never have the guts to do that.

Wen Yan walked along the road, feeling the direction in his heart, going step by step.

At the seventh fork he stopped, closed his eyes, tilted his head to listen, sensing things carefully.

Then suddenly he stepped off to the side of the road.

There, he saw a short-haired girl in a thick down jacket, about twenty or so, slumped under a tree by the road, fast asleep with her head down.

As soon as Wen Yan stepped over, the girl snapped awake like from a nightmare, staring at him in shock.

Wen Yan moved closer, and the air in front of the girl began to ripple and twist. Wen Yan paused for a beat, closed his eyes, and pressed forward, step by step, moving faster and faster.

It looked like he was ducking left, right, forward, back—zigzagging over and over, but the gap between him and the girl kept closing rapidly.

In just a few seconds, Wen Yan had grabbed the girl by the neck, lifting her up with one hand.

The girl had just begun to raise a hand, when Wen Yan’s grip suddenly tightened.

”Go ahead and try it—see if you can use your ability faster than I can break your neck.”

Wen Yan’s face was pure ice, his eyes full of killing intent.

No wonder yesterday the intersection seemed to shift at random, while this morning, when he used his house as a reference, the direction in his heart started shifting very regularly.

Turns out the person messing with things had fallen asleep—and the road changes were syncing with her breathing.

The girl dangled from Wen Yan’s hand, clutching at his arm with both hands, struggling and trying to speak. Wen Yan loosened his grip a little.

”Wen… Wen Yan, please… don’t kill me, it was Minister Cai who sent me.”

Wen Yan answered with an expressionless face.

”The one I’m carrying is Cai Heizi’s corpse.”

”It’s true! Minister Cai said, if you found me, I should tell you this.

Minister Cai said, twenty-four hours—no matter who, no one gets out, only in. It’s my entry test.

If I pass, he’ll vouch for me and get me accepted into the Scorching Sun Department.

And I won’t have to start from the bottom.

He’ll also make my problems disappear for me.”

”What’s your name? What’s your problem?”

”I’m Li Linlin. I studied abroad in Europa, they noticed me and told me to come back to the Divine Land as a spy.”

Wen Yan closed his eyes. All the questions in his heart seemed to unravel at once.

That bastard Cai Heizi—turns out he fired the first shot at himself.

No wonder he was so damn calm. This whole passage blockade was set up by Cai Heizi himself.

And the one he set up to carry it out was a fresh returnee, sent here as a spy by the other side.

Such a critical move—how could he possibly trust Li Linlin?

That thought made Wen Yan’s grip tighten even more.

Li Linlin’s face was turning purple; she was struggling to breathe, close to the edge. With Minister Cai dead, there was no way her identity would hold up to scrutiny.

No one to back her up—she was convinced she was done for.

Pushed to the brink, she blurted out,

”My mom used to date Minister Cai!”

With a thud, Li Linlin crashed to the ground, gulping for air, completely limp.

This time she was truly scared. Whatever tricks she had, they were useless against Wen Yan. It really felt like Wen Yan was about to strangle her, not a hint of hesitation.