Chapter 143

143. No Pain

“Oh? It seems they haven’t returned yet.”

Wen Han walked up the narrow stairs and entered the cramped little room ahead, looking around.

“Could it be that they left earlier?” she asked.

“No, Old Chen and the others have been guarding this place all along,” Su Zeheng replied, turning around. “We might need to wait a bit longer; she shouldn’t return too soon.”

“…What’s that?”

As they conversed, Wen Han noticed something intriguing and quickly stepped into a small room.

Su Zeheng followed closely behind, squinting his eyes: “It’s research equipment!”

“Research equipment?” Wen Han furrowed her brows and looked up.

In the dim and dilapidated room, peculiar devices were densely arranged, with an iron chair in the middle. Green liquid flowed slowly through interconnected pipes, and bottles of sealed glass lined the table.

“Are these the things you mentioned that can enhance magic power?” she picked up something casually.

Su Zeheng shook his head: “Don’t touch them randomly. The items from a magic scientist can be anything, including lethal poisons.”

“Lethal poisons?” Wen Han chuckled.

“Quiet!” Su Zeheng suddenly raised his head a second later, “Someone’s coming!”

“What?!”

Wen Han’s strength was inferior to Su Zeheng’s, so her perception was naturally weaker.

She froze for a moment, then heard light, eerie footsteps coming from below the stairs.

“Hide!” Su Zeheng immediately lowered his voice, looking around frantically.

However, Wen Han swiftly grabbed his clothes like lightning, and the two of them darted into a wardrobe.

Click…

The wardrobe was barely closed when the door to the room slowly opened.

In the darkness, a woman dressed in black and wearing a mask moved gracefully along the wall, quickly rolling into the small room.

Here they come!

Wen Han’s eyes narrowed, and she immediately pushed aside Su Zeheng to peek through the door crack.

“Mm…”

Su Zeheng struggled painfully inside the cramped wardrobe, his face almost touching her ample chest.

He kept retreating but could feel the edge of her clothes lightly brushing his face.

Wen Han paid no attention to this and focused entirely on the figure outside the door.

“…Fortunately, nothing has been damaged.” Ouxi Wei sighed in relief after checking the surroundings and pulled out a leather pouch to carefully store her research tools and results.

When she reached the spot where Wen Han had stood, her eyebrows furrowed at a bottle: “Hmm?”

Oh no!

Wen Han suddenly realized that she had moved the bottle earlier!

“Who?!” Ouxi Wei abruptly turned her head, scanning the entire room.

But Wen Han remained silent.

It had been a while since the person left the room, and she had fought with An Lisen earlier, so it was normal for the bottles to move. Moving them herself would be foolish!

Sure enough, after a minute, Ouxi Wei sneered, realizing she had been bluffing.

If someone was hiding nearby, shouting might expose them.

“I need to leave quickly… Time’s running out…” she muttered, rummaging through the room for items to take.

Time’s running out? What does that mean?

Wen Han pondered, turning around.

“Mm!” At that instant, a large bun suddenly pressed against her face, and Su Zeheng widened his eyes.

“!” Wen Han was startled and immediately retreated!

Her flirtation wasn’t real; she could say it, but she wouldn’t let anyone take advantage of her!

“Uncle?”

“I, I, I…” Su Zeheng was dazed, “I didn’t feel anything.”

“That’s good!” Wen Han felt relieved, then suddenly changed the subject, “By the way, is it still soft?”

“Soft!”

“Damn it!” Wen Han lunged forward and grabbed the other’s neck, “Then I’ll make it hard for you!”

“Wait!”

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

The two started fighting, and suddenly a knife slashed through the door crack.

Wen Han reacted quickly, pulling Su Zeheng to block the knife.

Su Zeheng took a deep breath, the sudden contraction of his chest almost tearing open by millimeters.

Clang—!

The knife suddenly turned sideways, shattering the wardrobe doors.

Wen Han instantly darted out, grabbing Ouxi Wei.

Clang!

“Hmm?” She hadn’t expected to grab Ouxi Wei’s bun.

Ouxi Wei groaned, then widened her eyes: “You’re asking for it!!!”

Swish—!

The knife thrown by Ouxi Wei was easily deflected by Wen Han’s fire technique.

But in those few seconds, Ouxi Wei had already moved closer, kicking with her high heel.

“Why do women make things difficult for each other, miss?”

Wen Han leaned back to dodge the kick, then kicked Ouxi Wei’s calf as she fell.

Unexpectedly, Ouxi Wei was quick too. Just before Wen Han’s foot hit, she leaped up, raising a hand to instantly form an ice spear, aiming at the falling Wen Han.

“Run!”

Wen Han squinted, pushing off the ground with both hands.

The ice spear narrowly missed Wen Han and shattered upon hitting the ground.

“Not good!” With the ice spear destroyed, Ouxi Wei turned around immediately.

But Wen Han got up first, slamming her palm into Ouxi Wei’s chest as she turned.

Boom—!

A fire dragon roared, and Ouxi Wei coughed blood, stumbling backward. Her upper clothing exploded, leaving only scanty remnants.

“!” Su Zeheng, about to attack, turned away and covered his eyes.

Wen Han couldn’t help but glance up and down: “Ouxi Wei, your figure isn’t as good as mine.”

“You—!” Ouxi Wei gritted her teeth, grabbing a blanket to cover herself, “Who are you?”

Wen Han glanced: “I came to help…”

“Miss Ouxi Wei,” Su Zeheng covered his eyes and approached, “Maybe you should put your clothes back on first?”

Ouxi Wei tightened the blanket: “…Put on, who are you?”

“Su Zeheng,” Su Zeheng lowered his hand, “Light Magic Society member.”

“What?!” Ouxi Wei stepped back, forming another ice spear in her palm, “You’re here to capture me?”

“…No, although you practice black magic, you haven’t killed innocents. We of the Light Magic Society don’t target neutral black mages.”

“Then what do you want?!” Ouxi Wei looked at Wen Han warily.

Su Zeheng smiled slightly: “Sorry, I forgot to mention. This is a black mage from the Recycling Station.”

Wen Han’s eyebrows furrowed instantly.

This guy…

He directly told Ouxi Wei he was a member of the Recycling Station. She would definitely be more cautious, making it harder to reclaim her soul…

Moreover, Ouxi Wei was also part of the magic world, so Su Zeheng could tell her this openly!

She fell silent, and Ouxi Wei looked surprised: “Oh? When did the Light Magic Society and the Recycling Station make peace?”

“Never!” Su Zeheng shook his head, “I came here to…”

Swish!

Before Su Zeheng finished speaking, Ouxi Wei suddenly looked up.

He and Wen Han were stunned, and their eyes shifted to look at the ceiling.