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Chapter 229: Chapter 0229: Ghost (Part 3)_1

The former leader of Dragon Group and the founder of Reaper Squad; without him, there would be no Reaper Squad.

Every single member of the squad was handpicked by him!

Those who viewed him as a father!

Ba Lei took Angel and An Le’er with him and followed, pointing his gun at Ye Xiong.

Long Tianya waved his hand, “Wait for me down the hill.”

“Leader, this guy is no ordinary person; he’s a Gene Warrior,” Ba Lei said.

“What, you think I can’t handle him?” Long Tianya raised his voice, speaking coldly.

As he spoke those words, a powerful aura exploded from his body, causing the surrounding trees to sway without a breath of wind—it was clear evidence of Long Tianya’s Inner Strength radiating outward.

With such a high level of cultivation in Inner Strength, much stronger than his own, besides Long Tianya and Long Zaizai, Ye Xiong couldn’t think of a third person.

Ba Lei, along with Angel and An Le’er, obediently retreated.

“Why?”

Ye Xiong, recovering from his shock, asked excitedly.

“Everyone seeks different things; there’s nothing to explain,” Long Tianya replied indifferently.

His voice was still hoarse and somewhat deep.

A thought struck Ye Xiong. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Why would he keep his voice hoarse when facing him?

He was all too familiar with his voice.

No, that’s not right.

Ghost was known as The Man of a Thousand Faces; for him, disguising as someone else was a simple task.

Thinking this, Ye Xiong’s gaze fell on Long Tianya’s face, scrutinizing it closely.

Suddenly, he sneered, “Indeed worthy of the title, The Man of a Thousand Faces, your disguise skills are truly peerless. If I weren’t so familiar with Long Tianya, I might have been deceived by you.”

“Still, you saw through me, truly worthy of being the former top expert of Dragon Group,” Ghost admired.

“I want to see just how strong the legendary Ghost really is.”

Ye Xiong’s clothes billowed as he swiftly drew the Cold Ink Dagger, launching himself ferociously at his opponent.

He struck with all his might, and with a Peerless Divine Weapon in hand, even the real Long Tianya would not dare underestimate him.

“Someday, we will have our battle, but not now,” Ghost said.

After finishing his statement, Ghost suddenly jumped off the cliff.

Ye Xiong was startled; the cliff was dozens of meters high—wasn’t such a jump akin to a death sentence?

As Ghost fell, a small parachute suddenly appeared mid-air, allowing him to land steadily at the bottom of the valley, where a car was already waiting.

Ghost climbed into the car and vanished from sight in an instant.

Ye Xiong ran back down the hill, hoping to find Ba Lei and the two female assassins, but the three of them had already disappeared without a trace.

Standing amidst the mountain woods, Ye Xiong wore a blank expression.

Who is Ghost in reality?

Why would he disguise himself as Long Tianya?

How powerful is he really?

His rank in the Beast Organization seems higher than Skeleton’s, and his martial arts should be no weaker; why then did he not dare to face him squarely in battle and instead chose to flee? What could be the reason?

Reflecting on his direct confrontation with Ghost.

Ye Xiong had never felt so incapable of seeing through a person, unable to discern his strength, his martial arts, and even more, his intentions.

If he felt fear when encountering Skeleton, it was because he knew Skeleton was a Second Generation Gene Warrior, and the fear arose from the gap in strength.

However, facing Ghost, he felt a chill from within his heart.

This person’s skills in disguise were so masterful, who could guarantee that one day he wouldn’t appear out of nowhere, wearing a familiar face, without anyone being the wiser?

That female assassin had strong disguise abilities, but compared to Ghost, she was still far behind.

Ye Xiong took out his phone, intending to inform Phoenix of the encounter and warn her to be wary of Ghost.

“Phoenix, I’ve encountered Ghost.”

“What?” Phoenix exclaimed in surprise, “Where?”

“In the forest outside Jiangnan City, he disguised himself as Long Tianya…”

Ye Xiong recounted the situation in detail and then asked, “Do you know where Long Tianya is now?”

“Two hours ago, the Chief sought me out; it’s impossible for Ghost to be his real identity,” Phoenix replied.

The Chief was in the provincial city, and it would take at least three hours to drive here from there. If Phoenix wasn’t lying, then Ghost definitely wasn’t Long Tianya.

If Ghost’s real identity was Long Tianya, disguising himself as himself would be a self-exposure, right?

But, when he released his killing intent a moment ago, the air around him moved without wind—a clear sign of Inner Strength manifesting externally.

In Huaxia, there were very few capable of cultivating Inner Strength to such a level; as far as he knew, only two people.

The former Chief of Dragon Group, Long Tianya, and the current Chief, Long Zaitian.

If it wasn’t Long Tianya just now, could it be Long Zaitian?

Long Zaitian disguised as Long Tianya, seeking to mislead him and intended to set him up against Long Tianya.

Everything was in disarray.

Ye Xiong’s head ached as he pondered over the situation.

However, what he could be sure of was that Ghost was definitely much more difficult to deal with than Skeleton.

The only hope to see the truth lay in the code sent by Skeleton.

All the way, Ye Xiong’s mind was plagued by the shadow of Ghost; it was utterly baffling.

He had a premonition that a conspiracy was gradually enveloping him, as if someone was playing a grand game of chess, and he was merely a pawn on the board.

He needed to speed up the pace and adapt to the transformation into a Gene Warrior. Only by truly becoming more powerful could he face the dangers that lay ahead.

The most urgent task at hand was to initiate the awakening.

If he could maintain his intelligence while transforming, just like Skeleton, then even if he encountered an opponent several times stronger, he could still crush the adversary under his transformed state.

When he returned to Jiangnan University, Tang Ning was waiting at the entrance.

Ye Xiong got out of the car and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The belle of the commoners, Yang Xiaoqiao, was coming out of the university, standing by the road waiting for a bus.

Ye Xiong thought about greeting her, but after a second thought, he decided to let it go.

He already had enough troubles, not to mention getting involved in more romantic complications. He wouldn’t know how to handle them later on.

He suppressed the urge to strike up a conversation and waved at Tang Ning.

Tang Ning ran over with a look of displeasure, “Cousin-in-law, did you go flirting with girls just now? You made me wait for an hour in vain.”

“Don’t make your cousin-in-law out to be the kind of man who’s in a state of hormonal rampage 24 hours a day, alright? I was attending to serious business just now,” Ye Xiong retorted irritably.

“For you, flirting with girls is the most serious business,” Tang Ning leaned in, giggling, “I forgot to ask just now, what exactly did you and Teacher Changqing do in her room, alone together?”

Ye Xiong didn’t answer but tossed over his phone with a photo opened on it.

“Cousin-in-law, who is this woman? She couldn’t be your mistress, could she? She’s so ugly, yet you don’t spare her, your taste is really low!” Tang Ning glanced at the photo and scoffed.

“She is Murong Changqing.”