Chapter 280: Chapter 280

Li Tianyao personally saw An Yan and the others off on the plane.

Liang Chen and Mu Enyu knew she was going to Shangjing City to rescue someone and insisted on going with her.

After a quick calculation, An Yan realized their journey would be startling but ultimately safe, so she let them board the plane.

It’s time for my own team members to gain some real experience, she thought.

On the plane, Liang Chen and Mu Enyu were huddled together, studying information about the children.

An Yan, on the other hand, was resting with her eyes closed.

Having rescued three hundred children this time, how many Yezis will Bai Wu cough up? Before, whether it was rescuing that drug trafficker, saving Old Master Mo, or performing those surgeries these past few days, I never had a clear concept of quantity. Everyone is different. But this time, there’s a concrete number. Three hundred children... surely that should produce at least three Yezis, right? If so, my X-ray vision will increase to twenty-one minutes.

Inside a siheyuan in Shangjing City, a masked figure in black stood up furiously.

The voice, altered by a voice changer, was grating to the ears. Fınd the newest release on novel·fıre·net

"What did you say? Li Tianyao didn’t board the plane? Wei Song has already been captured! They’ve dug up everything they could! An Yan has left too. So why is he still in Yuncheng? What on earth is in Yuncheng?"

"Could our arrangements have been discovered?"

"Impossible!" the subordinate immediately responded. "Buddha Master, our people are buried deep. Even if they unearthed Wei Song, even if they swept the entire underground of Yuncheng, they wouldn’t find a trace of us!"

"Then tell me, why is Li Tianyao staying put in Yuncheng?"

"Could it be that he’s too weak to leave Yuncheng now?"

The masked man known as Buddha Master sank into deep thought.

Li Tianyao always plans three steps ahead. Just because we can’t find any of his arrangements in Yuncheng doesn’t mean he has none there.

"How is the Mo Family doing now?"

"The old man has recovered, and Mo Shiyan has taken over the Mo consortium. Mo Yunkai and Mo Yunying have been imprisoned by the Mo Family."

"Mo Shiyan? Is he one of Li Tianyao’s men?"

"It’s unclear. Information from Li Tianyao’s side is incredibly difficult to obtain."

"Useless!" The masked figure cursed and waved him away.

He then turned and entered an adjoining suite.

On the large bed lay a beautiful woman, her complexion as pale as paper. Beside her, a machine continuously transferred stolen vitality into her body.

The masked figure approached, sat by the bed, took her hand, and said, "Yanluo! Brother will make sure you recover as soon as possible!"

Li Yanluo forced a smile.

Memory Rebirth is too painful. The original consciousness in this new body was too strong. To seize control of it, I had to sacrifice all my own vitality. But the pain doesn’t matter. Changing shells is like changing identities. This body is all-natural, untouched—perfect. Far more beautiful than An Yan! This time, I *will* make Ninth Brother fall in love with me!

"I’ve thought it over," the masked figure said fiercely. "We must lure Li Tianyao to Shangjing City! If we don’t make him kill a few people in front of the whole nation, how can we incite public fury? And without that fury, how will the higher-ups ever agree to physically destroy him?"

Li Yanluo tugged at his clothes with her fingers, her eyes filled with disapproval.

Li Tianyao cannot be destroyed!

"Don’t worry," the masked man reassured her. "Given the state of his body, even if they use their most powerful weapons, it should only injure him and strip him of his combat ability."

"Once he’s lost his ability to fight, Brother will go and capture him. Then, you can do whatever you want to him!"

Li Yanluo finally released his clothes.

A nearly imperceptible smile flickered in her eyes.

As long as I can be with Ninth Brother, any form will do.

In a hospital in the Beijing Suburb, the atmosphere was oppressive and grim.

The hospital had dedicated two entire floors of wards to accommodate the comatose children.

Young children lay in the ward beds, while anxious parents milled about outside. Medical staff hurried to and fro.

The experts and professors all wore grave expressions.

They had tried all sorts of treatments, but the children simply wouldn’t wake up.

As soon as An Yan and her group arrived at the hospital, someone came to welcome them, saying, "Professor An, you’ve finally arrived."

An Yan nodded, dispensing with pleasantries, and immediately suggested they go to the wards to see the patients.

They navigated through the crowd to one of the wards.

Sitting outside the door was an elderly woman with graying hair. Seeing An Yan’s group approach, she stood up and asked, "What are you here for?"

Her question prompted the other parents to stand up en masse.

"Has a new expert arrived?"

"New expert? They’re probably just here to fool us again. Look at this group—each one is younger than the last!"

"This is outrageous! Are the authorities playing us for fools?"

"They’re just stalling for time."

"Tell us, what exactly do you want? Are you planning to use our children to save someone?" a burly man with a fierce expression demanded, blocking An Yan’s path.

Someone immediately latched onto his words. "What do you mean? They’re going to use our children to save someone? You—do you know something you’re not telling us?"

The other parents crowded around. "At a time , if you know something, don’t keep it from us!"

An Yan frowned, looking at the burly man who had spoken.

The man met her gaze without flinching. "Don’t think I don’t know. That CEO of the Li Consortium, Li Tianyao, he’s sick again!"

"He was sick three years ago too. I heard they used children’s blood to save him back then! So this time, do we even need to ask what he’s planning?"

An Yan’s frown deepened. "Do you have any evidence?" she asked.

"Evidence?" The man scoffed. "Given who Li Tianyao is, would he actually leave any evidence behind?"

His attitude resonated with the surrounding crowd.

"Exactly! If Li Tianyao wanted to do something evil, he’d never leave evidence!"

"He’s the kind of man who can blot out the sky with one hand."

An Yan turned to the staff member who had brought her and asked, "Excuse me, could you tell me which child this gentleman is the parent of?"

The staff member stood there, expressionless, avoiding her gaze and not answering her question.

Behind him, a man in a TV station uniform aimed his camera at the man who had just spoken. "Sir," the reporter inquired, "could you please elaborate? Why do you believe these children’s condition is connected to Li Tianyao?"

The man who had spoken seemed ready for this. "Of course, there’s a connection," he said confidently. "Everyone knows what the Li Family represents, right?"

"Their lineage spans hundreds of years. Every so often, an exceptionally brilliant individual emerges to become the head of the family."

"That’s how the Li Family has remained aloof and untoppled for centuries. Dynasties have risen and fallen, yet the Li Family stands unshaken. Don’t you find that odd?"

The reporter pressed, "What exactly are you suspecting? Could you elaborate further?"