Because he had just arrived from Boston the previous day, the big shots in New York kindly left Mu Lin in peace for the entire day. Although the late autumn sunshine outside warmed the body like a winter hearth, making people feel drowsy and relaxed, Mu Lin still spent the day inside, immersed in tender moments with the three girls, tasting the sweet, newfound flavor of love.
During the day, Mu Lin shared some details about himself with the girls, including the story of the three major families in Boston. However, he kept the secret of his ring to himself. It wasn’t that he distrusted them—it was because their cultivation level and mental state hadn’t yet reached the realm of spiritual refinement. Revealing such things would only unsettle their minds and hinder their progress in cultivation.
In the evening, after waiting for the girls to begin their cultivation practice, Mu Lin arranged everything just as he had the previous night before quietly slipping away.
Following the same path as the night before, Mu Lin quickly reached the same location. Tonight, his main objective was to investigate the movements of the Hudson family. If possible, he planned to stir things up a bit more—perhaps even spark another fire—and pay a visit to the Black Tiger Gang.
Tonight, however, the area was unusually quiet. Hidden within a patch of bushes, Mu Lin extended his spiritual senses like a breeze, sweeping over the main building. The surroundings unfolded before his mind’s eye as clearly as daylight.
Inside, the underground reception room was packed—completely at odds with the silence outside. In the center sat the Hudson patriarch, now little more than a mindless husk, sitting alone. On either side sat two individuals each, each with a few bodyguards in tow. The four factions were clearly divided, each keeping their distance from the others.
It was obvious—these were the four smaller family branches of the Hudson clan, here to divide power among themselves. With the Hudson leader now a helpless fool, and the daytime hospital diagnosis confirming there was no hope of recovery, his subordinates had lost faith. Like monkeys scattering when a tree falls, they had already pledged allegiance to their new masters.
“Jack, I think Jason would make a better clan leader than you,” one of the men on one side shouted at his rival. “After all, it’s up to us to protect the clan’s honor! You? You’re not good enough! You’re too civilized! Don’t you remember what we are?”
The other immediately leapt to his feet, refusing to back down. The atmosphere grew tense, weapons drawn, and a fight seemed imminent.
It seemed Mu Lin had arrived at just the right moment. Instead of focusing on settling matters properly, these people were too busy scrambling for power. Discussions had clearly failed during the day, and even now, no agreement had been reached. Thinking this, Mu Lin smirked to himself. It looked like he needed to throw in a few sparks to help this fire burn faster and hotter—only then would he have an opportunity to exploit.
Mu Lin carefully scanned the crowd, hoping to detect any individuals with special abilities. He analyzed each person’s brainwaves and chuckled to himself—sure enough, there were two. His spiritual awareness quietly locked onto their pressure points, entering their minds and taking control of the nerves that governed their physical movements.
Meanwhile, the two factions continued their heated argument. Since they were indoors, neither side wanted to be the first to draw blood, which would put them at a disadvantage in public opinion. As the leaders exchanged verbal blows, no one noticed the subtle anomalies in the two underlings.
These two individuals had a different kind of mental energy compared to the four from the previous night—considerably weaker. After carefully identifying their mental wavelengths, Mu Lin released his control over them.
Suddenly, a small knife and a wooden stick flew from opposite sides of the room, each striking the other’s sender. Chaos erupted as the underlings grew restless, ready to fight.
It turned out these two had known each other’s secrets all along—one could control metal objects, and the other could manipulate wooden items. When Mu Lin had subdued them earlier, they had mistakenly thought the other had attacked them, filling them with fear. As soon as Mu Lin finished analyzing their mental energy and released his hold, both unleashed the mental energy they had been holding in reserve. However, their abilities were weak, allowing them to control only small objects—a knife and a wooden stick.
After the knife and stick struck their respective targets, both men, though wounded, quickly ducked behind their comrades for cover, shouting, “Boss! Jason (Rajesh) has attacked us!”
Mu Lin thought to himself, “These two really are in sync—and completely uncontrollable! If I had known, I wouldn’t have released them.” He was practically gnashing his teeth in frustration. His plan had been to first analyze their mental frequencies, imitate their abilities, and thus learn two new powers. He had released them intending to capture them later and study their techniques further. He especially wanted to try out the new powers he had learned the previous night. After being beaten badly by the four men the night before, he had finally mastered four abilities and was eager to test them out.
But now, these two had ruined his plans. He hadn’t expected them to act so quickly, and before he could simulate their techniques with his spiritual sense, they had already launched their attacks. By the time he focused his spiritual awareness on them, they had stopped fighting.
Still fuming, Mu Lin watched as the situation escalated. Friends of the two men rushed forward, fists flying. The faction leaders made no attempt to stop them.
This was the moment Mu Lin had been waiting for. He used his spiritual awareness to control a small knife and hurl it at one of the men. As expected, the opponent retaliated with a wooden stick, striking the knife-wielder. Now, the fight grew even fiercer. Seeing their friends fighting for them, the two psychokinetic men could no longer hold back—they unleashed their full strength.
One hurled wooden sticks, the other threw knives, each pouring all their mental energy into their attacks. Mu Lin was delighted. He no longer needed to test their powers firsthand! He chuckled to himself. Capturing them for practice would have been risky, but now, with both sides fighting for their lives, he could observe freely without danger.
In truth, the faction leaders had allowed the fight to continue because they wanted to eliminate the psychokinetic threats in the chaos. For ordinary people, these abilities were far more dangerous than bullets—impossible to guard against. Imagine lying in bed only to be struck in the throat by a knife or stick out of nowhere, dying without even knowing what hit you. Now, with both sides locked in battle, each faction hoped to eliminate the other’s psychic threat, gaining an edge in future conflicts. Both sides guarded their psychokinetic allies closely, fearing any loss.
As the two psychokinetic men grew exhausted, Mu Lin had already learned enough. He thought to himself, “Tonight wasn’t a waste after all—I’ve truly gained something valuable.” Still, he decided to stir things up a bit more.
Suddenly, a wooden stick veered off course and struck one of the faction leaders on the head, causing blood to gush out. Moments later, a knife also strayed from its path and pierced the chest of the opposing leader. Then, another knife and stick, aimed at the two psychokinetic men, hit their targets—both died instantly.
At this, both sides erupted in fury. The situation spiraled into chaos and tension in an instant.
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