Dashing Student-Chapter 477 - , Get Lost Over There

She bit her lower lip, almost drawing blood from the tender flesh, trying to use the pain to calm herself down.

A moment later.

She finally recovered from her shock, gritting her teeth and said, "Suoming Sect has always been motivated by money, do you intend to break your own rules for one person?"

She tried to shake Qing Niao’s resolve with her words, although she knew very well that the hope was slim.

Qing Niao slightly lifted her head, her eyes showing a hint of determination and indifference: "You are wrong."

"In my eyes, gratitude is far more important than money and rules."

"And, you will never know."

"Chen Nan’s gratitude to me is not just about saving my life!"

Her voice was cold as ice, seemingly able to freeze the air around her.

Han Lu felt a surge of intense despair in her heart.

She had thought that hiring Suoming Sect with a hefty sum would get rid of Chen Nan, but she never dreamed that there was such a close relationship between Chen Nan and Suoming Sect.

At this moment, Qing Niao’s voice rang out again: "I know you have powerful backers, but I still want to advise you, the world is much broader than you think."

"Some people are simply beyond your ability to offend!"

"Chu Qi, see the guest out!"

Chu Qi immediately made a polite inviting gesture, angrily looking at Han Lu: "This way out, please!"

Han Lu huffed heavily, then turned and left.

Her back appeared somewhat disheveled, a stark contrast to the confident and composed manner she had upon arrival.

She knew she had to hurry back and report the situation to her superiors, to discuss new strategies.

After Han Lu hurried away, Qing Niao’s expression became even more solemn; she quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, her slender fingers swiftly swiping across the screen, dialing Chen Nan’s number.

The phone rang a few times before it connected, and Chen Nan’s somewhat husky voice came through, still breathing unevenly: "What is it?"

Qing Niao didn’t beat around the bush, straightforwardly saying: "A woman just came to me, with a very clear intent, wanting our Suoming Sect to eliminate you."

"But rest assured, I refused her without hesitation."

At that moment, Chen Nan, who had just enjoyed intimate moments with Zhu Keren, heard Qing Niao’s words, and his lips curled into a disdainful smile, the smile full of scorn and mockery towards his enemies’ actions: "It seems they are at their wits’ end, resorting to using your Suoming Sect to deal with me."

On the phone, Qing Niao sighed softly, her tone carrying a slight worry: "They surely won’t give up just like that, there will be other schemes. You still need to be very careful."

"It doesn’t matter, I am utterly fearless," Chen Nan responded carelessly, pausing briefly before continuing: "By the way, there’s a favor I would like to ask of you."

Qing Niao quickly said: "Go ahead."

Chen Nan got straight to the point: "I would like you to help me look for an Alchemy Furnace."

He had been planning to concoct Body Tempering Pills and knew that if he could find an ancient Alchemy Furnace left from ancient times, the medicinal efficacy of the pills would surely be greater.

Upon hearing this request, Qing Niao hesitated for a moment and after thinking it over, she slowly spoke: "We can keep an eye out for some relevant clues for you, but you better not hold too much hope for this."

Actually, there is still one thing she hasn’t mentioned.

The Suoming Sect is ultimately just one of the Outer Eight Sects, and although it has inherited a long history, alchemy furnaces are treasured heirlooms highly valued by the Taoist, usually deeply hidden within sacred Taoist lands or within famous sects.

Let alone the influence of the Suoming Sect, even if the entire force of the Outer Eight Sects were combined, finding an alchemy furnace would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

"Just do your best and leave the rest to fate," Chen Nan said with a smile, then hung up the phone.

"Husband, why does someone want to kill you?" Zhu Keren looked at Chen Nan with a worried face, her eyes that were usually filled with the light of spring now clouded with unease.

Chen Nan sighed lightly, helplessly telling her about his father’s murder.

Hearing this, Zhu Keren’s anxiety intensified in her beautiful eyes: "You must be careful, really careful, I don’t want you to come to any harm!"

She knew Chen Nan’s character, and also knew that avenging his father was a just cause.

Chen Nan smiled with a charming curve on his lips: "Don’t worry, your man is quite capable, and not just in bed!"

Meanwhile.

Han Lu drove distraught to a luxurious villa.

The villa’s external walls were made of sleek marble, which under the lighting glowed coldly yet nobly, giant Roman columns supporting a wide porch, silently displaying the owner’s dignity and power.

In the courtyard, neatly trimmed greenery stood like well-trained soldiers, arranged into rigid yet magnificent patterns, also exuding a suppressive regularity.

She walked with heavy steps, slowly entering the villa.

Crossing a hallway carpeted with a luxurious red carpet, she finally arrived at the meeting hall where Lin Yu was.

Inside the meeting hall.

Lin Yu was lounging on a genuine leather sofa, dressed in an expensive bespoke suit that fit his tall stature perfectly, a limited edition watch on his wrist sparkling brightly, displaying his ultimate pursuit of luxury and taste.

Between his fingers, he held an unspent cigar, the smoke curling upwards, blurring his deep and slightly stern face.

Han Lu walked into the room, standing in front of Lin Yu with a nervous face, her lips trembling slightly as if even speaking took immense courage.

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"Sir... I... I failed," Han Lu struggled to say these words, her voice hoarse and dry reminiscent of sandpaper.

Lin Yu slightly lifted his head, his deep gaze falling on Han Lu like a cold star, a gaze that seemed to pierce her soul, sending shivers down her spine.

He did not speak, just silently watching Han Lu, waiting for her to continue.

Han Lu took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, then said, "I followed your instructions and went to the Suoming Sect."

"I presented Chen Nan’s information, trying to persuade them to take action... but, the Sect Leader of the Suoming Sect refused me. She said... Chen Nan was her life-saving benefactor."

Han Lu lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Lin Yu’s eyes, feeling the atmosphere in the room becoming more oppressive.

"Damn it!"

"How could a mere ant like Chen Nan become the life-saving benefactor of the Suoming Sect’s Sect Leader?" Lin Yu raged, feeling suffocated by the mere existence of Chen Nan.

And now.

The news brought by Han Lu made him feel a tingling in his scalp, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surging in his heart...