Nightmare's Call

526 Meeting: Part 2

After staying low-key to not reveal anything, Lin Sheng suddenly showed his powerful, supernatural ability, even telling them that his men had monitored them for a while.

It shocked the unsuspecting Hanyu and Nisse big time. When did he find out? Both of them were having the same question.

“Don’t worry about it. Everyone who comes into contact with my family will have their file on my table the next day,” Lin Sheng said. “It doesn’t matter who—you two, the two idiots in white outside, or the fellow named Lange.”

“You-You know everything?” The shock on Hanyu’s face was beyond description. He even knew the existence of the Night Patriarch?

“Of course, I know. I just didn’t want to stick my nose in. You know, family members should have their own lives and privacy, shouldn’t they?” Lin Sheng smiled.

“But...” Hanyu suddenly changed his mind. Trying not to look too shocked, he changed the subject. “I don’t know about the others, but I have to remind you of one thing.” He plucked up his courage and looked Lin Sheng in the eye. “You may want to be more diplomatic with the man named Lange.”

“Why is that?” Lin Sheng cocked an eyebrow.

“It’s because... because he’s freaking powerful! Freaking powerful!” Hanyu spelled out his words.

“Freaking powerful?” It aroused Lin Sheng’s interest. “Interesting. I ‘m surprised! There is someone else in the world is more powerful than I am?” He scratched his chin.

Hanyu and Nisse’s hearts skipped a beat; what did he exactly mean? He was surprised that someone could be more powerful than he was? Was that a question?

Not just Hanyu, but Nisse had started to feel goosebump pop up on her skin. An extreme fear engulfed her as she felt an unexplainable air of intimidation coming from Lin Sheng. It was as if he was a black hole, whose mere existence in one spot was causing people to flee from him. Their instincts were shouting at them, reminding them to run, run, and run.

However, their sanity had their bodily instincts under control. Before working out Lin Sheng’s general attitude, they were not going to act recklessly. Instincts might tell them that Lin Sheng could be some terrific powerful figure, but Hanyu’s mind was still filled with the image of an invincible, horrifying Night Patriarch of the future world. He did not want Lin Sheng to get killed by rubbing the Night Patriarch the wrong way. So he must try again to speak to him.

“Please be careful! Langue’s power is beyond imagination. He is nearly invincible as told in the legends!”

“Nearly invincible?” Lin Sheng chortled. “Doesn’t it mean he is still not invincible?”

Hanyu was still shaking. Lin Sheng patted him on the head. “Even I can’t call myself invincible. It’s all right, kid. Don’t be afraid.” While he spoked, he recalled the little traces of Legendary-class holy power in the air. However, just a trace of this air had struck fear in Hanyu and Nisse, rendering them motionless.

“Let’s go and see Lange whom you describe as invincible.” Lin Sheng stood up. “Since you two are not willing to talk, I will not force you two to it. After all, you two came to help my elder sister. Now, the only way is to ask a disinterested third party.”

Invisible energy engulfed Hanyu and Nisse. It felt warm, massive but not overpowering as the energy healed their bodies from injuries—injuries from fighting Lin Xiao and those sustained during their practice in the past.

“You can come with me if you’re interested. I know where Lange is,” Lin Sheng said with a smile and headed to the door.

Hanyu and Nisse hesitated. A few seconds later, they got up and followed him.

“I’m going with you! At least I know a thing or two about Lange, which might come in handy,” said Hanyu after Nisse nudged him from behind.

He knew Nisse wanted to repay Lin Sheng for saving their lives. Instead of putting him on the spot, Nisse should have spoken for herself. But what could he do?

“Good girl.” Lin Sheng’s soul had achieved the limit that a human could ever achieve—it was so powerful that he could spot the little tricks the two kids played at his back. But he did not expose them, just smiling as he walked out the door.

The burglar-proof door opened with a creak.

Two rows of Paladins in white armor were kneeling on one knee in the courtyard. A few commanders who were also in armor, Adolf, and prefects who were in charge of security surveillance in the vicinity, were taking off their helmets and waiting with their heads low.

“Teacher,” Adolf greeted respectfully when Lin Sheng came out.

“Good job! Your all response was swift and timely though I had anticipated it earlier.” Pleased, Lin Sheng nodded at them. “Let’s go. We are meeting Lange who, like what the two kids say, is almost invincible.”

“Almost invincible?” Adolf and a few commanders had amused looks on their faces.

“Last time someone had bragged the same.” Adolf could not help chuckling.

“Now he is a pile of bones...” A commander chimed in. It was Isaac. Adolf saved his life before. He joined the Sanctum and became one of the prefects.

As everyone started to chuckle, the dead solemn air became more relaxing.

When Hanyu and Nisse came out of the door, they were again struck dumb, looking at the people draped in fully sealed armor, their full-face helmets with their faces hidden, and the insignia of the Sanctum clearly visible on the sides.

Their hearts missed a beat, having a not-so-good feeling about it. Was Lin Xiao’s younger brother, Lin Sheng, a powerful figure in the Sanctum? Hanyu started to fret, swallowing hard in disbelief.

Had they not traveled back in time to this era and known how powerful the Sanctum was, they might be able to keep calm, cool, and collected. But now they knew how mighty the Sanctum was and began to understand what it meant to be a higher-order figure in the Sanctum.

He used to have many conjectures about Lin Sheng’s strength and background, but he had never thought he was related to the colossal organization like the Sanctum. Before he could sense of all of this, Lin Sheng was waving his hand.

“Let’s go to see Lange.”

He led the way out of the courtyard while the others put their helmets back on and followed, with Hanyu and Nisse at the rear.

Outside, a shiny, expensive black limousine was waiting. The paint job was the mysterious and exquisite patterns of the Sanctum. The combination of technology and mysticism gave the car an indescribable sense of luxury.

Hanyu climbed into the car in anticipation. Lin Sheng was a powerful figure that had left no record in history, and the Night Patriarch was the powerful being who was set to rule the world. What would happen when the two met? He was worried as much as he was looking forward to it.

Two black men in wind coats were peering at the convoy from behind a garbage bin in an alley far out somewhere.

“What is the situation? The man seems to be a senior figure of the Sanctum,” said one of the men in surprise.

“As surprising as it is, it is also natural if you think carefully. In a time like this when the Sanctum is at its strongest, you can’t underestimate powerful figures like Lin Sheng. They probably just try to conceal their identities,” the other man said.

“Then, what should we do now?”

“Follow him and see what he is up to.”

The two men vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye, as if they had never been there before.