In the darkness of night, Mu Lin’s spiritual sense flowed gently through every room like moonlight. Suddenly, a casual-sounding remark caught Mu Lin’s attention: “If only Locke were here. With him around, we could definitely determine whether that person has arrived, and we wouldn’t all be so tense.”
“Yeah, last time it was thanks to Locke that we managed to discover that person’s trail. I heard someone spotted that person’s movements in Brighton, so they sent Locke there. If that person really didn’t die, then it’s a pity for Sir Angiers and his knights!” another voice added.
Upon hearing this, Mu Lin finally realized—it was due to the opponent’s tight defensive measures that they had been so well-prepared, all directed at him. But who exactly was this Locke, and what special abilities did he possess that enabled him to detect Mu Lin’s trail? This sparked Mu Lin’s curiosity.
He began carefully searching for Locke’s room. Since Locke seemed so important to them, he must have a separate residence. As long as this person lived here, Mu Lin was confident he could find traces of him. Sure enough, on a bill lying on the table in the living room of one house, he found the name “Locke” written.
Inside this room lived a woman in her forties, accompanied by two children—it appeared to be a harmonious and happy family. From the family photo album, Mu Lin memorized Locke’s appearance. As for enemies who could threaten him, he no longer felt any mercy, especially since he now had a family of his own.
Mu Lin realized that the enemy must have dispatched their main forces to deal with him, which explained why there were so few capable fighters remaining here. Without hesitation, he returned to his car and drove overnight to Liverpool. If he could eliminate part of the enemy’s strength in advance, it would significantly benefit his future operations. Mu Lin thought to himself that if it hadn’t been for his practice of the shui dun shu (water evasion technique), he might have chosen to land in one of the towns and thus fallen into the enemy’s checkpoint traps.
The car quickly arrived in Brighton. Brighton was a small port town, a major crossing point from France to Country Y, and also a shipbuilding base for Country Y. Due to its proximity to London, the population wasn’t large, and there were few accommodations like hotels.
Out of caution, Mu Lin stopped his car far away from the town, parked it inside a building, and then bypassed the main roads, choosing alternate paths to enter Brighton.
First, Mu Lin entered the shipyard and climbed to the top of a towering crane—the highest vantage point in town—to begin his search for the enemy. He needed to locate them quickly; dawn was approaching, and time was running short.
He divided the entire town into three zones and, based on the characteristics of the religious personnel and Locke’s appearance, began a meticulous search. Thanks to his enhanced spiritual cultivation, his spiritual sense could now extend up to ten kilometers. After a careful scan, he indeed detected them inside a building at the northeast corner of the town.
By now, the sky had begun to lighten. Most of them were still resting, except for the guards, though some had already woken up. In one room, a man who appeared to be the leader was speaking to Locke: “Locke, are you absolutely sure you didn’t make any mistake yesterday? Why didn’t we find any trace of that person after searching the entire day?”
“Charles, you know my sense of smell is second to none. Once I catch someone’s scent, as long as I focus, there’s no way they can escape detection! Didn’t we successfully track that person last time precisely because of my nose?” Locke replied confidently.
“Alright then! But if you still come up empty today, we’ll all retreat tonight—it’s likely our intelligence was wrong. Now go rest. After breakfast, you’ll go alone to the ferry terminal and send us a signal if you spot that person!” the leader ordered.
The others resumed resting. Judging from their spiritual energy, Mu Lin’s spiritual sense detected stronger fluctuations than before—these must be the main forces of the operation. However, he didn’t detect any artifacts on them. Normally, when not infused with energy, these artifacts resembled ordinary objects, making it impossible for Mu Lin to identify them.
Mu Lin hadn’t expected there to be someone in this world with a sense of smell comparable to a dog’s. While dogs can identify familiar scents, due to the language barrier, they cannot communicate this to humans, so they don’t pose a major threat. But a human with such a keen sense of smell was a different matter entirely. No wonder they had been able to track Mu Lin to the farm last time, identify his disguised form, and accurately trace his movements, even launching an attack against him at sea.
After locating them, Mu Lin didn’t immediately act. Instead, he conducted a thorough search of the entire town—not just out of caution, but to lay the groundwork for his next move. This time, he not only planned to completely eliminate them, but also to leave no trace that could be traced back to the government of Country Y. After all, going against an entire nation’s current administration, any solid evidence could provoke a full-scale manhunt.
After confirming his escape route from the top of the crane, Mu Lin swiftly descended and approached the building. First, he silently eliminated the few guards on watch. These guards hadn’t expected an attack at this hour before dawn. Although some were skilled fighters, against Mu Lin—who was actively seeking to ambush them—they had no chance to fight back.
Then, with a wave of his spiritual energy, he knocked out Locke, the one with the exceptional sense of smell. Next, he retrieved a bundle of C4 explosives from his ring, connected the wires, and began sticking them on the doors of each room.
Mu Lin chose C4 explosives because although originally produced in Czechoslovakia, they were now manufactured by many countries worldwide. C4 was a patented product of top industry experts—difficult to mass-produce but extremely powerful. It was typically used by military forces, rarely accessible to civilians, so using it wouldn’t point suspicion toward him. Moreover, Mu Lin had previously held no interest in using modern tools like this.
Quickly retreating to a safe distance, Mu Lin pressed the detonator in his hand. A burst of fire and smoke shot into the sky from the darkness, followed by a thunderous explosion.
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