After the encounter with the fortune teller, Zhang Mengmeng had been in low spirits.
Fatso was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery anymore. He had been thinking of ways to make Zhang Mengmeng happy.
Lin Huang had no choice but to watch from the side. He could not figure out what the fortune teller had said just now. However, seeing how Zhang Mengmeng was crying, it didn't look like she was faking it. Perhaps she really understood what the fortune-teller had said and was touched.
"Lin Huang, I think I'll bring her back to the hotel." Fatso looked at Lin Huang apologetically. "I'm sorry to trouble you for coming here for nothing."
"It's okay. It's almost noon now. We'll take the elevator down. You can bring her to eat first and then go back to the hotel to rest. "Lin Huang patted Fatso's shoulder and comforted him. "I'll bring you guys around when you're feeling better tomorrow or the day after. It's fine if you guys want to rest for a few more days."
"Thank you!"
The elevator was on the Stairway Mountain not far away. There was a suspension bridge that was about three kilometers long between the mountain and the Stairway Mountain.
The three of them walked across the suspension bridge and took the elevator down to the bottom of the mountain.
After bidding farewell to Lin Huang, Fatso called a beast carriage and left.
After watching the two of them leave, Lin Huang summoned the Viridescent Thunderhawk and went straight to the black market.
…
In a small, dimly lit room, the chubby old man lifted his head and looked at Lin Huang. "Here we go again. Is there a new clue this time?"
Lin Huang took out the black needle and placed it on the black table.
After the old man straightened his glasses, he glanced at the black needle and put on a white glove before reaching out to pick up the thin needle.
After observing it for a while, the old man lifted his head and looked at Lin Huang. "Now, I'm curious how you managed to survive the attack of such a hidden weapon."
"You know the origin of this hidden weapon?" Lin Huang's eyes lit up.
"About this black needle, the information I can provide may not be useful to you, and it's not cheap." The old man stared at Lin Huang. "Are you sure you want it?"
"What's the price?" asked Lin Huang.
"30,000 Life Crystals!"
"Sure." Lin Huang readily agreed.
The old man was surprised by Lin Huang's decision. 30,000 Life Crystals were enough for him to buy a grade-5 relic with a decent quality. He had already warned Lin Huang that the information he provided might not be useful, but he did not expect Lin Huang to still choose to accept the price.
The old man did not say anything else. He silently handed over the transaction chip, and Lin Huang immediately scanned and transferred the money.
Seeing that the amount on the transfer page was correct, a notification soon came. The old man then took the chip that Lin Huang passed to him.
"Wait a moment!"
The old man put down the black needle in his hand and took off his gloves. He then quickly performed a series of operations on his Heart Network. About one to two minutes later, he took out a blank information chip and received the information that he provided. He then passed the chip to Lin Huang.
Lin Huang took the chip and quickly scanned and copied the information. Soon, all the information that the old man provided was downloaded into Lin Huang's network storage space.
After reading the information, Lin Huang frowned and closed the page on his Emperor's Heart Ring. He forced a smile and shook his head at the old man. "I've suffered a great loss from this deal …"
"Sir, I've reminded you." The old man took off his monocle and smiled.
"I thought there would be some useful information … Forget it." Lin Huang waved his hand and left.
After leaving the black market, Lin Huang went to a small restaurant next to the Martial Arts Academy to have some food. He communicated with Tyrant and asked about Lin Xin's situation. After confirming that she was safe, he then headed to the library.
In a cubicle in the library, Lin Huang read the information that the old man provided again.
The black needle first appeared more than 200 years ago. It was a special hidden weapon used by a female assassin named Stinger. The female assassin was already an immortal-level powerhouse more than 200 years ago. She was famous in the entire underground organization for her silent killing technique. She was very famous.
However, more than 170 years ago, Stinger received an order to kill a member of an aristocratic family. After killing the member, the aristocratic family took revenge on her. Approximately half a year later, there was no news about Stinger. She had never appeared for more than 170 years. No one knew if she was killed by the aristocratic family or if she was hiding somewhere.
Lin Huang's frown deepened as he finished reading all the information. Most of the information provided by the black market was about the female assassin named Stinger. However, he knew very well that the person who attacked him was definitely not the female assassin named Stinger. She was already an immortal-level more than 200 years ago. If she was still alive, it was possible for her to break through to imperial-level.
"Could she be Stinger's apprentice?!" That was the only possibility that Lin Huang could think of.
However, according to the information, Stinger had not appeared for more than 170 years. There was no mention of her apprentice. That was the end of the trail.
He felt like his head was in a mess as he pieced all the information that he had gotten recently together in his head.
Before contacting Yang Ling, his mind was clear. Basically, he was sure that the person who attacked him was Zhang Mengmeng, although he had no idea why she would do that.
However, according to the information provided by Yang Ling, Zhang Mengmeng's strange behavior in the morning, and the clue about Stinger that he had just obtained, Lin Huang felt like the whole thing was shrouded in a layer of fog. It was difficult for him to find out the truth.
After pondering for a while, Lin Huang shook his head to get rid of the thoughts.
"Forget it. Let's continue reading. I've wasted a day and a half." After connecting his Emperor's Heart Ring to the librarian's tentacle, Lin Huang began a new round of studying.
A few hours passed and it was six o 'clock in the evening.
After leaving the library, Lin Huang had dinner and headed straight to the training room.
After a few hours of training, Lin Huang was drenched in sweat. At about 10: 30 p.m., the Emperor's Heart Ring on his left middle finger vibrated.
Lin Huang looked at the caller. It was Fatso, so he picked up the video call.
However, as soon as he saw the video, Lin Huang's face turned cold.
Fatso and Zhang Mengmeng appeared in the video at the same time. However, both of them were tied up by black chains in a dark room.
Although the light was dim, Lin Huang could still see that Fatso's face was swollen and there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. On the other hand, there was a long bloody scar on Zhang Mengmeng's face …
"Fatso! Mengmeng! "Lin Huang frowned and shouted at the both of them.
"You're Lin Huang, right? Your fat friend is quite loyal. If you didn't threaten him with his girlfriend, he wouldn't have dialed your number even if he died … "A black-robed figure slowly emerged from the shadows. He wore a black mask on his face, completely covering all distinguishable features. Even his voice was specially edited, so Lin Huang could not tell his gender.
"What do you want?" Lin Huang recognized that it was the man in the black robe who attacked him last night.
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