Chapter 433 432: Hasty Rescue

Li Xue suppressed her turbulent emotions and sped down the road, arriving at the warehouse in moments.

Warehouse No. 2 in the western district was a temporary storage point for building materials, a critical site in need of protection.

Li Xue stepped out of the car with a stern expression. A short, stout man rushed over and bowed respectfully to her.

Li Xue looked toward the warehouse. The entire structure was engulfed in a raging inferno, the flames staining a large swath of the sky red.

Billows of thick smoke plumed into the heavens.

The sight was utterly appalling.

Thinking of the value of the materials stored in the warehouse made Li Xue's heart ache.

'This is all money!'

The warehouse held goods worth more than fifty million.

"How did it start burning? What kind of oversight is this?!"

"You've got it all wrong! I run a tight ship here. There are cameras everywhere, and employees have to turn in their cigarettes at the start of their shift. Smoking is only allowed in the designated smoking room!"

Li Xue's expression softened slightly. She knew all this, having inspected the site several times herself. The management couldn't be called anything but meticulous.

But it had still caught fire. It was just bizarre.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the manager said, "This fire is bizarre. It didn't spread. The entire place went up in flames at once! You see this huge area burning now? Well, I'm telling you, it was like this from the very beginning. It just suddenly ignited!"

Mu Lin frowned slightly upon hearing this. 'This is clearly the work of an arsonist,' he thought.

"Have the fire trucks arrived?"

"We called half an hour ago! They said they were coming right away, but they're still not here!"

"Half an hour?! How is that possible!"

The manager looked helpless. "The ambulance already came and took Chairman Li to the hospital, but that doesn't solve this issue…"

Hearing this, Li Xue could only sigh.

Mu Lin let out a dry laugh. 'Anyone who believes this was an accident is a moron,' he thought. 'There's nothing more to say.'

He walked straight toward the inferno.

Li Xue was terrified and shouted, "Get back here!"

'What will I do if something happens to him?'

"If this fire keeps burning, the losses will be even greater. Can you bear that?"

For a moment, Li Xue was speechless.

With a light pat on the bag at his waist, two sheets of talisman paper floated out.

Mu Lin snatched the two sheets of talisman paper from the air, slapped them together between his palms, and a surging aura erupted forth.

The aura materialized into two horizontal bars, one above the other, resembling a terrifying, giant mouth.

As the enormous mouth slowly opened, it created a sensation that threatened to strip one of their very consciousness.

An immense suction force pulled from it. The flames responded, transforming into a Fire Dragon that rushed straight into the giant maw.

Witnessing this scene, Li Xue was completely stunned. 'He's that powerful?!'

After the Fire Dragon plunged into the giant mouth, the mouth itself vanished without a trace.

All that remained were the smoldering building materials.

The manager exclaimed, "My god, what kind of magic was that?"

Mu Lin glanced calmly at Li Xue. "You should go check. How much was burned? Give me a number."

Li Xue shot Mu Lin a sidelong glance. 'Look at you, acting so high and mighty. "Give you a number"? Who do you think you are, ordering me around?'

She ignored Mu Lin and instead had the manager go and tally the losses.

The manager immediately took his staff to assess the damage.

They scrambled to get it done.

After a while, the manager ran over. "President Li, we've tallied it up! We lost about a tenth of the inventory. The warehouse held a total of fifty million in goods, so that's a loss of five million!"

Li Xue's expression was grim. To lose such a sum of money just like that was a devastating blow to the project.

The Li Group had expenses piling up everywhere at the moment, and this sudden, additional loss made Li Xue's heart ache.

"Five million, you said? Got it." Mu Lin turned and walked away, leaving Li Xue behind.

"Where are you going?!"

"To the hospital, to save Chairman Li."

At that… Li Xue's expression changed. She was at a loss for words.

Mu Lin was going to save a life, not to cause trouble. She had no reason to stop him.

The last time her grandfather and mother were beaten to within an inch of their lives, Mu Lin had brought them back from the brink. His methods were remarkably effective.

Li Xue couldn't help but hope that Mu Lin could cure her father's illness.

The manager's face was pale and his breathing ragged; his pounding heart had yet to calm down.

'That was just too incredible. How on earth did he do that? God only knows!'

Li Xue, too, felt dazed. What Mu Lin had just done was so shocking that it left her in a trance, wondering if she was dreaming.

Mu Lin left, but he didn't go to the hospital. Instead, he asked Divine Doctor Zhao to go take a look.

Divine Doctor Zhao had already learned the true essence of Mu Lin's techniques and was quite capable. Mu Lin felt confident entrusting Li Yinhe to his care.

With a light clench of his fist, a fireball materialized from thin air in Mu Lin's hand.

This was the Flame True Essence that had been absorbed and condensed by the giant mouth created by the talisman.

Mu Lin reasoned that this Flame True Essence must have been released by someone, which meant he could follow its trail back to the source.

Without hesitation, Mu Lin put his thought into action.

He activated the Tracing Technique, and a distinct trail immediately appeared on the fireball.

It was clearly working.

'Alright then, let's go!'

Mu Lin followed the trail.

In a private room at the Huangzhonghuang Hotel, an old man let out a sinister chuckle.

"Mr. Feng, everything went smoothly. A massive fire has been lit. An entire warehouse of goods is sure to be destroyed."

Mr. Feng's voice came from the other end of the line:

"Excellent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's phone vibrated with a text message confirming a fund transfer.

The old man had watched from a distance after setting the fire, only making his escape once he saw the blaze become uncontrollable.

That was why he was a little late getting back.

The old man said obsequiously, "Hehe, thank you, Mr. Feng. What did that spineless coward Mu Lin expect, going against you? Now he'll know how formidable you are! From now on, he won't even know what hit him."

Mr. Feng's voice was equally cold. "I gave Mu Lin several chances, but he didn't appreciate them. So now, he will have to repay me with his life and his money."

"Mr. Feng is brilliant! It is thanks to you that the Feng Family is prospering so!" The old man laid on the flattery. This Mr. Feng was the Patriarch of the Feng Family, obsessed with making the Feng Family surpass the Ning Family to become number one.

'If I say a few nice words now to make Mr. Feng happy, maybe I'll get an even bigger reward next time,' he mused.

Suddenly, the door was smashed open.

The old man flinched at the loud CRASH, and his vision momentarily went dark.

He realized it was the door panel flying toward him.

With an agile roll, he dodged the projectile.

When he turned to look, he saw a young man standing before him with a stern expression.

The old man was furious. He pointed at Mu Lin and cursed, "Have you got a death wish? How dare you kick in my door?"

Mu Lin ignored him and asked in a cold voice, "Did you set the fire?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression froze as realization dawned.

He hadn't expected Mu Lin to arrive so quickly. "You're Mu Lin!"

Seized by panic, he immediately thrust a palm toward Mu Lin's face, and a fiery handprint shot straight at him.

'If the flames can just stall Mu Lin for a moment,' the old man thought, 'I can find a way to escape.'

But the old man failed to realize that Mu Lin had no intention of giving him that chance. Unafraid, Mu Lin charged straight into the Flame Palm.

The moment they collided, the flames instantly exploded and scattered.

He was given no chance to escape.

A fist flew toward the old man's face.

The old man hastily raised a hand to block. The moment his hand met Mu Lin's fist, his bones shattered instantly.

The old man howled in agony, his survival instincts kicking in as he endured the pain and tried to run for the door.

Mu Lin dropped into a low sweep, breaking the old man's legs.

Now, the old man couldn't run even if he wanted to. He looked up at Mu Lin, his face a mask of terror.

'I'm a Peak of Grandmaster, for crying out loud! Why am I completely powerless against him?!'

'How is this possible?!'

"Mercy! Spare my life!"

Instead, Mu Lin punched the old man in the mouth, shattering his front teeth into fragments.

Now the old man couldn't speak, and blood gushed from his mouth.

Mu Lin ignored the old man and picked up the phone from the floor. The call was still connected.

He spoke into the phone. "Someone from the Feng Family?"

"This is Feng Disheng."

The Patriarch of the Feng Family.

Mu Lin's gaze sharpened. "So it was you. What are your thoughts on the current situation? You can't just burn the Li Group's building materials and pretend it never happened."