Legends of Runeterra

Hefeng Building, Li En’s exclusive private lounge.

"Om~!"

Wei was floating more than ten centimeters above the bed, and dreamy energy like the stars flowed into her body bit by bit.

With the influx of the "Power of Star Creation", Wei's life essence began to transition, and the shackles that imprisoned her melted away silently.

After more than ten minutes, the light gradually faded.

"Hoo~!"

Li En breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes and glanced around, then calmly covered Wei with the thin silk quilt.

This is equivalent to Li En hosting a "small ascension". In addition, Wei's body is not only comparable to Cassiopeia who has integrated the power of Bakail, but is also not as good as Samira who has experienced many battles.

The 'Star-Creating Power' was not consumed too much, but the ceremony took a lot of Li En's energy.

Wei slowly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Hmm~!"

"Lee En~!"

Li En held Wei's raised hand with a gentle smile on his face.

"Yeah, I'm here, Wei, how are you feeling?"

"I..."

Wei grabbed the thin silk blanket on her body and tried to lift it up and stand up.

“Swish~!”

The extremely tough silk broke directly.

"Yeah~!"

Watching Wei frantically rolling herself up into a silkworm, Li En's mouth curled up slightly.

"Don't worry Wei, there's no one else in the room."

"Li En, why...why are you..."

"First of all, ordinary objects cannot withstand the energy of the ritual, so they collapsed and dissipated. This was not intentional! This is why I brought you here to perform the ritual."

Wei, with a flushed face, gritted his teeth, and his shame and anger slowly calmed down.

"Okay, don't worry about that for now, let's try your strength!"

Li En said this, handing over a special gripper.

That was his creation after he learned clockwork mechanics from Orianna, and it could test a maximum grip strength of three tons.

"Don't underestimate this thing. It can withstand three tons of grip force."

"Hmph! Got it!"

Wei curled her lips, then suddenly exerted force with her right hand.

“Ka-la! Bang!”

The gripper shattered, and the spring inside ejected directly.

"How... can this be possible? Can this thing really withstand three tons!?"

"Haha~! Instead of doubting this gripper, why don't you believe that your strength exceeds this level?"

"I..."

Wei picked up a piece of iron wire about ten centimeters long and made of fine steel, as thick as his little finger.

Place one finger on top and two on the bottom, press the wire and apply force slowly.

Without feeling much resistance, the wire was easily twisted by three fingers silently.

"Congratulations, Wei. Your strength now exceeds that of your current Hextech external prosthesis."

"Lee En~!"

The girl cried softly and threw herself into Li En's arms.

"Bang~!"

"Okay, stop messing around. Push open that door and you'll find my private training room. Go get familiar with your own strength and don't accidentally cause any damage."

"Crack~!"

Wei put his hands on Li En's shoulders and looked down at Li En who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I have a better way to get familiar with power~!"

"Wei you... ugh~!"

...

"Have a good rest. I still have things to take care of. Let's go back to Fugen Tavern for dinner tonight."

"Hmm~!"

Wei responded lazily, then turned over on the sofa in the room and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Glancing at the collapsed bed, Li En gently closed the door.

After walking for a distance, Li En verified his identity, and then the metal door slowly rose, and his office appeared in front of him.

"Eh? Boss, aren't you heading to the training room on the third floor underground?"

"Well, Zeli, make arrangements and send someone to redecorate my lounge tomorrow."

"Uh...Okay, boss. Then the permissions for your room..."

"I'll be open tonight."

"Okay, boss. Also, the explorer you asked us to keep an eye on seems to have run into some trouble and is now being held in the Piltover Police Station."

"Oh, let me see."

Li En took the document handed to him by Ze Li, flipped through it for a few times and nodded slightly.

"I understand. Arrange a carriage. I'm going to the Piltover Police Station."

"Yes, boss."

Ze Li pressed the communication button on the table to send a message, while Li En walked out the door.

"Om~!"

The door opened and a slender blue figure ran in quickly.

"Bang~!"

"Brother Li En~!"

Baobao's voice sounded aggrieved and worried.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

"Brother Li En, Tuqi is missing!"

"Twitch?"

“Well, ever since he gave me a gift last time and went to the sewer, he hasn’t appeared since today.

He has never been away for so long before, he must be in trouble!"

“Don’t worry, Boom! Tucci is very smart, isn’t he? He must have discovered something interesting.

I'll ask Zach to help look for it first and see if he can find any traces!"

"Well, thank you, Brother Li En!"

A smile appeared on the little face of Baobao lying in Li En's arms, and then he froze quietly.

"Brother Li En, why do I... seem to smell my sister's scent!?"

"Oh, that was when I was sparring with her at the training ground earlier."

Facing Baobao's puzzled gaze, the smile on Li En's lips did not change at all.

"So this is ah."

"I'm going to meet a friend. Do you want to come with me?"

"No, Brother Li En, I'm going to develop some powerful things. If Tuqi is in danger, I can help!"

"Okay, then you go."

"Brother Li En, goodbye Ze Li!"

After asking Zeli to send someone to notify Zack, Li En went downstairs and got on the carriage to the elevator.

...

The Piltover Police Station's holding room is usually used to house prisoners who have committed minor crimes or are awaiting trial.

"Bang~!"

The iron door was opened roughly, and the sharp and piercing sound woke up everyone in the detention room.

"Dang Dang Dang~!"

"1557, you can go now!"

"That's great! Thank you, thank you sir! Hahaha~1"

The bearded middle-aged man stood up and walked impatiently to the cell door, watching the guard take out the key to unlock it.

"Okay, let's go."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Guard!"

"Ok?"

The guard turned his head impatiently, and what he saw was a young man with burnt yellow hair on his forehead.

The young man's extraordinary appearance forced the guard to muster a bit of patience. After all, a man without any wealth would not have the time to maintain his appearance.

"what?"

"Master Guard, I am Ezreal. Didn't my uncle Lemire come to redeem me?"

"Lemire? I haven't seen it! Let me see, 4396, right..."

The guard took out his little notebook and began to leaf through it.

"You have damaged public facilities and have not paid compensation within the prescribed time limit. Congratulations, young man. Tomorrow you can..."

"Can we go out now?!"

"Yes, but I'm going to attend the court hearing!"

"what!?"

"Just stay well!"

The guard ignored Ezreal and left the detention room with 1557.

'How could it be...Uncle...

No, Lao Zhali must have brought the news, but he hasn't come yet. Something must have happened!'

Ezreal, holding the cell door tightly, gritted his teeth, groped his fingers on his sleeves, and soon pulled out a wire.