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After subduing the third robber, Catherine stood up to pick up the remote control, turned around, and left the cabin. Shortly after, she returned to inform the crew that it was safe to land. "Ladies and gentlemen! I am a member of the America Hawkeye Team, you can call me Catherine! I have good news for you all: the bomb these three claimed to have was just a joke. I checked the exterior of the fuel tank, and what was stuck there was just an ordinary piece of cardboard. The three of them have been dealt with, so you can relax."
The crew continued to reassure the passengers, which was unnecessary at this point. Meanwhile, Catherine laid out the bodies of the two armed robbers in front of her—one Black and one White. The Black man had his throat cut by her own hand; his cause of death was clear. However, she was puzzled about how the White man who had taken her hostage had died. What was that small red dot on his throat? Time had been too tight earlier for her to ponder this, but now that she had time, she began to investigate.
Wiping away the blood that oozed from the White man's throat, Catherine could only see a red dot. Without any instruments, she couldn't examine it further. This intrigued her greatly; who had helped her? Her magic could only manipulate a metal knife for precise strikes. Yet in that moment, she had chosen to save others and abandoned her own defense, intending to use her Gold Element magic to lessen the damage from being shot.
However, at that time, she felt as if there had been a sound of something slicing through the air. Other than that, there were no other differences. Who had made that move? The cabin was small; anyone who could create that red dot must have been right beside her. But who could it be? Suddenly, Catherine recalled the man who had been staring at her so boldly.
Could it be him? With this thought in mind, Catherine glanced at the man beside her. Xiao Yefeng had already calmed down under Liao Kong's reassurance and was now resting with his eyes closed—something everyone else in the cabin seemed to be doing as well.
Looking at this man, Catherine shook her head. She had to admit he was charming; however, charm did not equate to strength. From his limbs, he seemed to possess some power, yet Catherine felt no special energy fluctuations coming from Xiao Yefeng. She was almost certain he lacked any real ability; after all, she had seen many powerful young people from the East.
She had encountered several Young Masters from Huaxia before; those individuals always exhibited some degree of energy fluctuations. Although different from hers, it highlighted the distinction between ordinary people and someone like herself. This man showed no signs of power at all and should not be someone capable of helping her. As for whether he might possess strength so great that she couldn't sense it—Catherine didn't even consider that possibility.
How could someone so young possess power akin to that of her master’s generation? After having this thought, Catherine chuckled self-deprecatingly and quickly dismissed it from her mind. She had already decided that once they landed, she would immediately involve national authorities to thoroughly investigate everyone in that area. Catherine believed she would surely find the answers she sought!
After receiving a promise for a 50% discount on future flights with this airline and a substantial hush money payment, Xiao Yefeng left the airport. This incident was sealed away; America did not want it leaked out. The hush money offered was shockingly high—especially for that lady from Huaxia who nearly fainted upon receiving such a sum after not collapsing during the ordeal on the plane. The American businessman who had been threatened by the Black man was taken away by hospital staff after receiving his compensation; he fainted from excitement.
Xiao Yefeng took his money and left promptly; if possible, he wouldn’t have wanted any payment at all. However, once they disembarked, everyone was whisked away without giving him a chance to leave. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng finally reunited with Mo Fei, who had come to pick him up.
"Why are you so late?" Mo Fei asked in confusion.
"Don't ask; I'll explain on the way!" With that, Xiao Yefeng tossed his backpack into Mo Fei's car as they left the airport.
"Wow! That was intense! A hijacking?" Mo Fei exclaimed excitedly after hearing Xiao Yefeng's account.
Seeing Mo Fei's excited expression, Xiao Yefeng asked in confusion, "Why are you so excited?"
"You don't know? I haven't been kidnapped in a long time. The feeling of playing the pig to eat the tiger and then taking out the kidnappers is just too great! Unfortunately, the last time it happened was back when I was a Mercenary!" Mo Fei paused for a moment.
Xiao Yefeng felt the same way. The Mercenary days held too many memories for him. Although pain and confusion occupied most of those memories, there were still beautiful moments worth recalling, especially with his teammates, the late Brother Liu, and her!
"I'm sorry, Feng! Should I not have brought that up?" Mo Fei said while driving.
"Ah, it's fine. The past is a person's most precious memory. By the way, you've been in America for quite a while now. Have you contacted your old friends?" After taking a deep breath, Xiao Yefeng continued.
Mo Fei shook his head. As the red light turned green, he pressed the accelerator, and the car sped off again. After a while, Mo Fei spoke up, "No contact. Our paths diverged; after I returned to my country, I joined the Metaphysics Society and the military. As for those four people, one is still serving, one has already died, and the other two seem to have left their constellations to become independent international assassins! The next time we meet might be with blades drawn!"
"Is she doing well?" Xiao Yefeng asked after a long silence as he gazed out at the scenery.
"She's fine, I believe that after your promotion, you understand better than I do. You know how things are with the constellations; we're all in the same boat!" Mo Fei replied.
A heavy atmosphere lingered between the two brothers. However, they soon arrived at their destination. Xiao Yefeng picked up his backpack and followed Mo Fei into a hotel. Upon entering the room, he saw his Soul-Severing Black Sword already laid out on the table, along with an array of firearms covering the entire surface. Anyone unaware would think this was a gang's armory!
"What on earth is this?" Xiao Yefeng exclaimed as he pointed at the table full of weapons.
"Report: According to orders from above, prepare everything that might be needed!" Since entering Inner Force, Xiao Yefeng had been stationed at the Huaxia Military Department and held a higher rank than Mo Fei.
"Stop with this useless stuff, Fei! We're here to rescue someone, not to start a war!" Xiao Yefeng said helplessly.
Mo Fei shook his head. "Feng! You don't understand; in America, rescuing someone is just like snatching someone away. Snatching means fighting; once you change from rescuing to snatching, it's all about combat. And don’t forget—here, even street beggars might be armed with submachine guns loaded to the brim. Do you really think our target won’t have such things?"
Xiao Yefeng had to admit that Mo Fei's perspective was valid. In America, homeless people on the streets could easily be robbed, and it was not uncommon for individuals to carry guns in a country where firearms were rampant. With a population of 320 million, America had over 400 million legally owned guns, and the number of illegal firearms was beyond estimation. Therefore, Mo Fei's words held true.
However, Xiao Yefeng could not use a gun. According to the rules of their circle, battles between Sorcerers should not affect the lives of ordinary people, and Sorcerers were also prohibited from using firearms during their duels. Of course, this rule applied to open confrontations; in secret, there was no one to enforce such regulations. How many adhered to the rules? Only the Huaxia People seemed to follow them.
As for Western Sorcerers, having a handgun for self-defense was essential. Similar to Geomancers in Huaxia, Sorcerers relied heavily on ranged combat; once engaged in close quarters, they were essentially helpless.
"Enough about that. Where is Yiyi now?" Xiao Yefeng asked.
"Ah! Xuan's sister is in a place no one dares to rob! She is at the Church of God headquarters in America. From what I've heard, she has been receiving blessings from God inside the church. This is a ritual that women undergo before engagements in the West. Robert Edward is the adopted son of that old fraud Arthur, and his engagement at the Church of God is undoubtedly related to Arthur," Mo Fei replied.
At that moment, however, Xiao Yefeng was pondering another issue. Before coming here, he had discussed with Jiang Xing why the Church would resort to such despicable means to obtain Liu Yiyi. After much thought, both Xiao Yefeng and Jiang Xing arrived at a singular explanation.
That explanation lay in Liu Yiyi's unique constitution. The Yin Jue Vein was considered a tragedy in Huaxia—a woman's most unfortunate fate—but in the West, it was regarded as a rare and precious trait. Within the Church, there were Saint Children and Holy Maidens, and only those with special constitutions could assume these roles.
In Huaxia, the absolute pulse constitution made Geomancers tremble with fear; yet in the West, it was treasured. The Yang Absolute Pulse referred to men with pure Yang attributes and was known as the Son of God within the Church. They were expected to serve God with their brief lives. Those within the Church believed this could allow Saint Children to receive divine blessings and escape the limitations of their short lifespans; similarly, women with Yin Jue Vein could benefit as well.
It was said that serving God as a Saint Child or Holy Maiden could extend one's lifespan. However, those within this circle knew that when these individuals fell into the hands of the Church, their lifespans would only be further shortened. The idols within the Church possessed an inexplicable power capable of absorbing Yin and Yang energies. Xiao Yefeng suspected that Robert was likely one of those with Yang Absolute Pulse.
Otherwise, given Arthur Edward's status, how could he adopt a son who was so far beneath him? It was known that this Pope had surpassed human lifespan limits; even cultivators' lifespans were eclipsed by his own. He was already over 180 years old this year, and most of those wielding power within the Church were his great-grandchildren—many of whom were already over a hundred years old. To adopt a son around twenty years old would place him above all these individuals.
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