Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

in the living room.

"My name is Ye Jingchen."

Ye Jingchen turned to Fenrir with a gentle and pleasant expression.

“Xia Datu, your sister Xia Mi should have mentioned me to you. I am her boss.”

Upon hearing this, Fenrir felt his brain short-circuit for a moment, his mouth gaping open in shock, wide enough to fit an ostrich egg, and he stammered:

"Ah! You're the boss who pays my sister's salary!!!"

Ye Jingchen smiled and nodded, looking into Fenrir's eyes, and said, word by word:

"Yes, now can you tell me where your sister is? I need to talk to her about something."

“Yes, yes!” Fenrir nodded repeatedly, not wanting to offend his sister Xia Mi’s boss.

He was extremely happy with his current environment and treatment. Not only did the room have underfloor heating, but he could also lie on the sofa, watch TV, eat potato chips, drink cola, and lift dumbbells.

It's much better than the dark and damp environment inside the Nibelungen metro!

Fenrir can never go back.

Like the cavemen, who lived deep in the mountains for many years before accidentally emerging from their caves.

I felt the free wind outside the cave.

I saw the sun, moon, and stars in the sky.

I can smell the fragrance of flowers.

I heard birds chirping.

I tasted the sweetness of the fruit.

I never wanted to go back to the dark cave again.

Fenrir was a little flustered when facing Ye Jingchen, and he slung both the tablet and dumbbells behind his back.

Fenrir: "My sister is in the field."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingchen's eyebrows furrowed rapidly as he tried to understand Fenrir's language.

Seeing that Ye Jingchen's expression was somewhat unnatural, Fenrir realized that he had probably said something wrong and quickly corrected himself:

"Oh, no, my sister is in the room in the field."

"Is it in the basement?" Ye Jingchen asked.

Fenrir's big, round eyes darted around, and he scratched his head, stroking the short stubble of his buzz cut. "I guess... that's what it means..."

After extracting information from Fenrir, Ye Jingchen quickly headed up the stairs to the basement.

The basement door was tightly closed.

Yellow fluorescent light bulbs hung on the wall, flickering.

Ye Jingchen pushed open the door and saw the basement.

Xia Mi, Chen Motong, and Jiu Deyaji were surrounding Norton.

Norton was hanging limply, strapped to a plastic chair.

Seeing Ye Jingchen walk in, Xia Mi quickly hid the titanium alloy rolling pin behind her back. "Oh! Boss, you're home! I'm going upstairs to cook for you now~"

After Xia Mi finished speaking, she planned to slip away and ran straight towards the door behind Ye Jingchen...

Ye Jingchen grabbed Xia Mi by the back of the neck and lifted her up like a chick.

Ye Jingchen pointed at Norton, looked at Xia Mi, and asked:

"Tell me, what's going on here?"

Xia Mi glanced at Norton and explained in a soft, sweet voice:

"I saw Old Tang with flames coming from his upper body as he ran into the basement. I was worried he would set our house on fire, so I hit him unconscious with a rolling pin..."

After hearing Xia Mi's words, Ye Jingchen released her and put her down. He then turned to look at Jiu Deya and Chen Motong.

"You are not allowed to utter a single word about what you have seen and heard here, do you understand?"

Chen Motong and Jiu Deya nodded repeatedly, indicating their loyalty.

Ye Jingchen looked at the golden coffin behind Norton and walked over.

He bent down and stroked the golden coffin, which was rectangular, 2.4 meters long and 1.2 meters wide.

Ye Jingchen pinched the coffin hard with his fingernail, leaving a shallow nail mark that did not bounce back. "Oh, the quality is not bad, it's pure gold."

Xia Mi, where did this coffin come from?

Xia Mi pointed to the left corner of the basement, where there was a pile of scrap metal that was almost completely gone. "Look, that's what Old Tang smelted into this coffin."

Ye Jingchen patted the coffin, grabbed a corner, lifted it up, and made a simple estimate of the weight of the golden coffin.

Ye Jingchen's inner monologue: "These are covered with dense dragon patterns, so they can only be sold through the mixed-blood channels. They must never enter ordinary society."

Ye Jingchen then turned to look at Chen Motong, patted the golden coffin, and asked, "Can you sell this?"

"If it's sold, I can give you 20% of the money."

“Ye Jingchen, I can help you sell them,” Chen Motong agreed, then shook her head, “but I don’t want your money.”

"Oh?" Ye Jingchen looked displeased upon hearing Chen Motong's words, wrinkling his nose slightly as he said, "If you don't want money, then what do you want? I'll teach you alchemy too."

Ye Jingchen had already accepted Chen Motong as one of his own, but he never expected that when he asked Chen Motong to do something, Chen Motong would make demands on him.

Chen Motong turned her head and looked at Jiu Deyaqi, and the two nodded to each other.

Chen Motong: "I need you to help me reclaim my own trading port."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingchen raised an eyebrow instantly. "A trading port? Where is it?"

Ye Jingchen's inner monologue: "Trading ports, these are great things that can continuously generate gold coins!"

Chen Motong: "There are a total of fifteen trading ports in the Pearl River Delta!"

Ye Jingchen: "Okay, I agree!"

Chen Motong was taken aback by Ye Jingchen's quick agreement and was momentarily stunned.

Ye Jingchen walked over, grabbed the unconscious Norton, and dragged him out along with his chair.

"You'll have to figure out how to get this golden coffin out and sell it yourself."

Chen Motong nodded and said, "Don't worry about that. It's such a small matter. I'll definitely handle it perfectly for you."

Ye Jingchen: "That would be the best. I will do my best to do what you asked me to do."

As Ye Jingchen spoke, he dragged Norton up the stairs.

Amidst the swaying and shaking, Norton's eyelids twitched. At that moment, a huge bump was swollen on the back of his head, which Xia Mi had slapped with a rolling pin.

In an instant, Norton's shoe soles dragged a winding scorch mark on the ground, like a dying fire serpent.

Ye Jingchen smelled the burning odor and immediately turned to look at Norton, who was strapped to a chair behind him.

Norton opened his eyes, his bright golden pupils staring straight at Ye Jingchen. His vertical pupils, surrounded by whites, were as eerie as those of cold-blooded animals like lizards and snakes, yet also carried a kingly majesty.

Ye Jingchen raised his hand and delivered an elbow strike to Norton's temple!

Norton's head slumped down again. The bloodstains on his chest were not completely dry, and his mottled shirt was mixed with red and black dragon blood.

Norton had previously offered the Dragon King's heart as a sacrifice, placing it in that golden coffin.

Ye Jingchen dragged the unconscious Norton to the entrance.

Suddenly, I caught a faint scent of sandalwood.

This smell was completely out of place compared to the damp, metallic odor of the basement earlier.

It's more like it's seeping from deep within the golden coffin.

He looked back and saw Chen Motong stroking the dragon pattern on the coffin lid with his fingertips.

Those patterns that were supposed to be decorative suddenly turned into dark red blood vessels the moment Chen Motong touched them.

Thousands of blood vessels instantly enveloped the golden coffin.

These blood vessels all grew from Norton's heart.

"Wait." Ye Jingchen released Norton's collar and rushed back. "How did the coffin suddenly become like this? Chen Motong, what did you just touch?"

Chen Motong spread her hands in a panic, her eyes filled with terror, and said hastily:

"I don't know, I just touched it."

At this moment, Shudeya suddenly stepped in front of Chen Motong, and half of an alchemical dagger slid out from the cuff of his sleeve:

"Commissioner Ye, this is the short knife that Old Tang was holding before he fell into a coma. I think this thing should have some use."

Why don't you... try this?

Her smile was so gentle it sent chills down your spine. The tip of the knife was precisely aimed at her, while the hilt was turned towards Ye Jingchen.

The fluorescent lights in the basement suddenly flickered, casting alternating patches of light and shadow on Chen Motong's face.

She slowly raised her head, and the light in her eyes shone brightly in the shadows:

"Now let's quickly find a way to get rid of these blood streaks!"

These things look absolutely terrifying!

As they spoke, the dragon patterns on the coffin began to move, as if a living creature was awakening beneath the golden surface.

Ye Jingchen's fingertips touched the cold hilt of the alchemical dagger, and the cool bronze patterns on it instantly brought him to his senses.

The water meter in the corner of the room was spinning wildly, and silvery-white liquid seemed to be seeping from the tip of the pointer—like the warning system designed by those madmen in the equipment department of Kassel College when encountering high-risk dragon creatures.

"Let me see what's going on." Ye Jingchen took a half step back, skillfully toying with the alchemical dagger, letting its tip graz his shirt collar. "After this is over, remember to put the golden coffin in a lead box for transport. The dragon runes on the golden coffin might interfere with radar."

Xia Mi bit her finger with her canine teeth and urged, "Boss, you should hurry up and deal with the matter at hand!"

Upon hearing Xia Mi's voice, Ye Jingchen turned around and caught a glimpse of Xia Mi biting her nails out of the corner of his eye.

The girl, who was always smiling, was now deathly pale, and her knuckles were blue from exerting too much force.

When she noticed Ye Jingchen's gaze, she immediately forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Boss, why are you looking at me? Do I have words on my face?"

With lightning speed, Ye Jingchen flashed to the golden coffin and sent the alchemical dagger into the Dragon King's Heart inside the golden coffin!

As the dagger was inserted, the restless blood vessels instantly withered and died, quickly shriveling and losing their vitality.

Norton, who had fainted in the entryway, suddenly convulsed as if he felt a dagger being plunged into his heart.

The bound hands broke free of the nylon rope, revealing lava-like patterns protruding beneath the skin.

Hearing the commotion Norton made, Ye Jingchen quickly turned his head and strode forward. The alchemical matrix in his palm lit up with a blue light, but it was scalded with blisters the moment it touched Norton's forehead—that was not the body temperature a human should have!

Norton was radiating a terrifying temperature and light, as if he had used the "Word of Power: Blazing Sun"!

"Old Tang?" Xia Mi exclaimed in surprise, her voice trembling as she looked at Ye Jingchen and Norton.

Norton slowly raised his head, his pupils splitting into two rotating coronas:

"My heart... the heart of the dragon... my very blood... the great Ned..."

His voice was like the friction of a million pieces of bronze, making the crystal pendants of the chandelier jingle.

The mirror in the entrance hall suddenly shattered, and countless fragments formed an alchemical matrix in the air, trapping Ye Jingchen in the center.

“Constantine…”

Norton's Adam's apple bobbed with a magma-like red light. "Come with me, and we will eventually..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Motong suddenly flicked out a flying rope from his sleeve.

The specially crafted alchemical claws, unmelted by the intense heat, pierced Norton's shoulder blade, pinning him to the wall.

Shude Aki's kimono hem fluttered, and twelve short swords formed a sword array to block Norton's retreat.

The whole process was smooth and seamless, as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times.

Ye Jingchen stood still.

He stared at the bronze tree tattoo that appeared on Norton's chest, the "World Tree Pact" recorded in the Ice Scroll.

Even more bizarrely, the tattoo and the dragon pattern on the golden coffin were flashing in sync, with the frequency perfectly matching the flashing of the lights in the basement.

"Ye Jingchen, why don't we just throw Old Tang into the sea?" Chen Motong wiped the blood-stained grappling hook, his golden eyes gleaming with a bronze light. "The third day of next month, when the tide is at its lowest in the Pearl River Estuary... that would be a good opportunity!"

Her words were interrupted by the sudden ringing of her cell phone.

Ye Jingchen took out his phone; the screen displayed an encrypted message from Chu Tianjiao:

[The Bronze City Project is in flux; the Black King's Egg is 72 hours away from awakening.]

The accompanying image is a blurry screenshot from a surveillance camera, showing Jiang Cheng inserting a bronze key into a lock, while standing behind him is none other than Finger, who should have been at the airport!

Ye Jingchen looked at the text message and thought to himself, "Are you kidding me? The Black King's Egg is in my hands. Are you trying to take it back?"

"Forget it, let's deal with Norton first."

Ye Jingchen clenched his fist with one hand, and a golden alchemical matrix appeared on his hand. He punched through the mirror that was surrounding him.

"Wrath!" Ye Jingchen shouted, and the Seven Deadly Sins sword box appeared on his right, from which Wrath shot out!

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the enraged knife, gripped it tightly, and swung the furious back of the blade straight at Norton's head!

Norton's attention was originally focused on Chen Motong and Jiu Deya, but after hearing Ye Jingchen shout "Furious!"

Norton quickly turned his head!

"Boom" sound!

The blade, slashing furiously, struck Norton on the back of the head.

Norton rolled his eyes, collapsed to the ground, and the light emanating from his body dissipated.

The temperature of the whole person also dropped rapidly.

Seeing that there shouldn't be any major problems now, Xia Mi quickly ran over with small steps, looked at Norton who was lying on the ground, and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Hey boss, no offense, but Old Tang is really stubborn!"

I've been banging on it several times today, and it's still so lively and energetic!

Ye Jingchen rolled his eyes at Xia Mi and silently put the rage back into the Seven Deadly Sins sword box.

Norton: “…”