"Wait."

Just as Abby was about to walk out the door, Angel suddenly called out to Abby and said, "Has the Church made any moves recently?"

"Not for the moment."

Abby hesitated for a moment before continuing, "However, a few days ago, the Holy Daughter of the Holy See prepared to go to China, using official channels with the excuse of visiting China. But I suspect the Holy Daughter is targeting the Judge. In addition, we found that after the Holy Daughter announced her intention to go to China, a Cross Expedition Army from the Church secretly disappeared, and we cannot track their movements yet."

"Cross Expedition Army?"

Angel's expression turned cold, and she said chillingly, "No need to investigate. It's likely that this expedition has already appeared in China. All you have to do is keep a close eye on the Holy Daughter of the Holy See. If she makes any moves, kill her. I want to see what the Church has to brag about with both their Holy Daughter and Saint Heir dead. Also, secretly sell some of the Church's location data to the Dark Council and let them start a fight."

"Yes, Head."

Abby nodded, adjusted her glasses, and said, "Head, do you have any other orders?"

"No, that's all. You may go now. Remember, report to me immediately if there's any news from China."

Angel waved her hand, and after Abby left, she stood up, walked to the balcony, and looked at the brilliant sunshine outside, mumbling softly, "My dear, I'm sorry I can't come to help you, but rest assured, I will watch over you no matter what, see how you reign and trample those little ants who want to kill you. Once I fully control the Morgan Family, I will come to China to see you. I will be your strongest support, and our son will be the future heir of the Morgan Family — no one can take that away."

Meanwhile, as Angel, Mu Qingxue, and other women began to exert their influence, a heavily fortified courtyard was being built on the outskirts of Jinling.

Numerous people exuding a fierce aura patrolled back and forth, their eyes as sharp as hawks, ensuring not even a mosquito could get through.

This was the base of Yanhuang Group in Jinling.

In one room of this courtyard, a square iron cage over two meters high and wide stood, with iron bars as thick as thighs occasionally flashing purple arcs, indicating a strong electric current.

This cage was used by Yanhuang Group to temporarily imprison martial artists. Although it was not as secure as the Judgment Prison Lu Tianxing had visited before, it was still formidable. Even a mythic-level expert would likely be incapacitated by this electric current. Despite martial artists' strength and True Qi defense against external forces, electricity works internally, making it hard to defend against.

More importantly, the Yang Family is planning to help Lu Tianxing escape. If imprisoned in the Judgment Prison, who knows if he could escape, or if it would be all for naught if Sima Lingyun came along.

Lu Tianxing sat cross-legged in the center of the iron cage, his expression unchanged, without a ripple, as if he were not the one captured by Yanhuang Group at all.

Time ticked by without any change in Lu Tianxing's face, nor did he show any sign of anxiety. He believed that since the Yang Family intended to plot against him through Yanhuang Group, they would not just keep him here. He's not worried about what they might do to him; he's concerned about what Bai Zhiqing and others would do if they found out he was in trouble. However, with Luan Hongyue nearby, she should persuade Bai Zhiqing and the others.

Unknown hours passed before the tightly closed room door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

The next moment, a figure appeared at the entrance; it was a young man with a swollen face, though treated, still strikingly visible, bearing a clear slap mark. His gaze was filled with venomous hatred and murderous intent as he looked at Lu Tianxing.

"Lu Tianxing, you didn't expect it to come to this today, did you? I'm telling you, today I'll make you pay. I'll make you wish for death."

Yang Tian'en walked in with a grim smile, staring at Lu Tianxing.

"Pay the price?"

Lu Tianxing opened his eyes lightly, looked mocking, and said, "So, the Yang Family plans to make a move so soon? The Yang Family really underestimates me, sending a mere dog like you. I can crush you with one hand."

Yang Tian'en's face flashed with venomous hatred at Lu Tianxing's remarks, fiercely saying, "Lu Tianxing, so what if I'm a dog? Who do you think you are? Do you still think you're the Third Young Master of the Lu Family? Let me tell you, soon you'll be nothing. Do you know why we're arresting you tonight? It's because tonight, the old man of the Lu Family was severely wounded and is in critical condition. He might just kick the bucket at any moment, hahahaha. If you think you're someone when that old man dies, your Lu Family will vanish without a trace. You call me a dog, but you're not even worthy of being a dog."

Upon hearing Yang Tian'en's words, Lu Tianxing's face changed drastically. He stood up abruptly, his eyes brimming with a fierce killing intent as he said in a deep voice, "What did you just say? Repeat what you just said. What happened to my grandfather?"

Staring into Lu Tianxing's beast-like gaze, fear flickered briefly in Yang Tian'en's eyes. He instinctively stepped back, but seeing Lu Tianxing's mocking smile made him angry, and he laughed, "Hahaha, are you begging me? If you beg me on your knees, I'll tell you."

"Are you sure you won't say anything?"

Lu Tianxing's voice carried traces of coldness and killing intent.

"Say, of course I'll say. Let me tell you, the old man of the Lu Family is about to die—hahahaha. He's about to die. Once he's dead, the Yang Family will destroy your Lu Family, slaughter all your Lu Family men, and turn your Lu Family women into *** for a thousand to ride and a million to sleep with. Hahaha, right, Lu Tianxing. I heard your woman is the president of Bai's Group; once I destroy your Lu Family, I'll definitely try her—the taste of the woman belonging to the Third Young Master of Lu Family, hahahaha..."

Yang Tian'en let out a maniacal laugh, his eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"You're courting death."

Upon hearing Yang Tian'en's words, Lu Tianxing's face instantly turned cold. A chilling killing intent instantly flooded the room, and the temperature seemed to drop to its lowest point, turning the air icy.

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