The loud bang frightened Huo Ziyan out of her wits; she stood dumbly to the side, watching Lin Beichen, and even forgot to remind him to dodge the bullet.

But Lin Beichen remained calm and composed. The bullet's speed didn't seem fast to him. He even had the leisure to retrieve a piece of talisman paper from the side, hold it between his fingers, and softly recite a spell.

Then, the talisman paper in his fingers combusted, emitting a pale blue flame. This flame formed an array and gradually vanished.

At the same time, an air shield formed in front of Lin Beichen!

Just at that moment, the bullet finally reached Lin Beichen, but it was blocked by the shield, leaving the shooter in a face of amazement.

Just what kind of creature is this man, to casually gesture a couple of times and deflect the power of a bullet?

Regarding the man's astonishment, Lin Beichen merely offered a slight smile.

Deflecting bullets wasn't a difficult task for him, but now it was time for him to strike back.

"Have you run out of tricks now? Isn't it my turn to act?" Lin Beichen chuckled as he looked at the man.

The man was petrified with fear, unsure if the person before him was human or ghost, and didn't dare to delve deeper. All he wanted was to escape from here, whatever it took!

Yet, Lin Beichen wouldn't give him the chance to flee; in a flash, Lin Beichen appeared in front of the man, saying, "Trespassing is illegal."

Then, Lin Beichen raised his fist; as it struck the man's face, Lin Beichen coldly declared, "Hitting you isn't illegal—it's self-defense!"

As Lin Beichen's words came to an end, his fist collided closely with the man's face, knocking him to the ground with blood streaming relentlessly from his nose.

Huo Ziyan watched, dumbstruck. Though she knew Lin Beichen was formidable, such a scene was a first for her. By the time Luo Xianping and others came over, they realized they were already late.

"You're truly impressive," Luo Xianping said admiringly, glancing at Lin Beichen.

Aside from Lin Beichen, he hadn't seen anyone capable of such feats, taking on dozens single-handedly without a scratch.

Luo Xianping's gaze swept over the many lying on the ground haphazardly, finally looking up at Lin Beichen, with a hint of inquiry: "Lin Beichen, what should we do with these people?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Beichen furrowed his brows, falling into deep thought. He wondered if these people were connected to Huo Minghao. But how did Huo Minghao gather so many people? It was still a mystery. Nevertheless, it was just a preliminary guess and more evidence was needed to confirm it.

A moment later, Lin Beichen pointed at the unconscious man on the ground and said, "Let the police handle the small fry, but keep this one; I still have some questions for him."

Luo Xianping nodded in understanding. He proceeded to move the group into the center of the living room, while the unconscious man was discreetly hidden by them.

Soon, the police arrived at the scene and, after understanding the situation, took the small fry away one by one.

Once the police left, Lin Beichen brought that man out again and firmly bound him to a chair.

Since there were still questions to ask, the man needed to be awoken.

Toward this group of home-invading perpetrators, Lin Beichen harbored no sympathy. He picked up a basin of cold water and mercilessly poured it over the man's head. The man snapped his eyes open and fearfully scanned his surroundings.

Upon seeing Lin Beichen and realizing he was tied to a chair, his face twisted with anger: "Let me go right now! If you don't, you'll regret it!"

Lin Beichen sneered; he had never seen someone in such a predicament be so arrogant. This piqued his interest in the man.

"You've experienced my skills, haven't you? If you wish to live on, I suggest you honestly answer my questions. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless," Lin Beichen's voice was stern and commanding.

The man's words brought Lin Beichen back to their initial encounter. He was almost immediately taken down by Lin Beichen, yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall how Lin Beichen appeared before him.

The man seemed to have noticed Lin Beichen's contemplation, he smiled smugly: "Don't think you're in the clear. I'll tell you, Lan Zihua is in our hands now!"

Lan Zihua? Hearing this name, Lin Beichen paused. The incident was abrupt; if not for this man mentioning it, he would have almost forgotten that Lan Zihua had disappeared for quite some time.

However, right now, he couldn't let the man know that he cared greatly for Lan Zihua, otherwise Lan Zihua's situation could become even more precarious, and he'd be led by the nose.

Lin Beichen forced himself to remain calm, softly saying: "If you can truthfully tell me who sent you, I might spare you." His tone appeared unaffected by Lan Zihua's abduction.

The man angrily said, "Are you deaf? Lan Zihua is in our hands now; you're in no position to bargain!"

Having fallen into Lin Beichen's hands, he was filled with resentment. But he knew if he fought with Lin Beichen, he wouldn't stand a chance. He could only use Lan Zihua to seek an opportunity for survival.

"So, are you telling me you don't plan on speaking the truth?" Lin Beichen asked coldly.

The man snorted without answering Lin Beichen's question, seemingly provoking Lin Beichen's patience.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen calmly continued, "Alright, then let's change the deal. Tell me where Lan Zihua is, and I'll let you go, sound good?"

The man resolutely shook his head, "Stop dreaming! No matter what you say, I'll never tell you Lan Zihua's whereabouts!" Having said that, worried Lin Beichen might not understand his meaning, he further threatened, "I advise you, don't meddle in Huo Group's affairs, or you'll only find Lan Zihua's corpse!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Ziyan burst into tears. She knew the events, including Lan Zihua's capture, were due to her!

She tugged on Lin Beichen's sleeve, tearfully saying, "This is all because of me. Tomorrow, I'll go to Huo Minghao and tell him I don't want anything, he'll surely release Lan Zihua."

Although Lin Beichen could sense Lan Zihua's feelings toward him, he also understood that Huo Ziyan didn't want to gain his attention this way. He gently patted Huo Ziyan's shoulder, reassuring her, "This has nothing to do with you; Huo Minghao is targeting me."

Then Lin Beichen turned his gaze back to the man. The man snorted, clearly not seeing Lin Beichen as a threat.

Lin Beichen observed him, pulled a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, and pinched it between his two fingers. The talisman paper ignited instantly, an eye-visible electric current surged from Lin Beichen's fingertips to the man's body. The man, in a stupor, suddenly screamed, struggling wildly in the chair, terrifying Huo Ziyan.

She had never seen Lin Beichen use such a method, filled with doubt and bewilderment, she couldn't understand how Lin Beichen managed it.

At that moment, the man finally begged for mercy, "Please, let me go! I'll tell you everything!"

Upon hearing the man's pleas, Lin Beichen snapped his fingers softly, the man's pain vanished instantly. He gasped for air, gazing blankly at Lin Beichen.

"Now, you can speak," Lin Beichen's voice rang again. The man hastily opened his eyes, his look towards Lin Beichen filled with fear.

"What... what do you want to know?" The man stammered due to fear.