Many knew her father, but to call him so casually, as if he were an old friend, was something else. Su Ni could hardly imagine that Death God actually knew her father! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Hmm, it has been two years since we last met, and you decided to come today. Then stay and let’s have a good cup of tea and catch up," Su Yong’s tiger eyes flashed a fierce gleam.

He turned around and stared directly at Lin Zifeng without showing any fear, but rather, his deep eyes were filled with intense combat desire.

"I think we can skip the catching up, though a cup of tea sounds nice," Lin Zifeng’s frigid face rarely showed a hint of playful smile.

Dressed in a fitted black battle uniform and wearing that bizarrely ancient bronze mask, he was enveloped in endless mystique.

Even Su Yong himself wanted to see the real face behind Death God’s mask.

Unfortunately, he had failed the challenge two years ago and hadn’t had any chance since.

"Could it be that Death God came here just to have tea?" Su Yong’s eyes emitted a savage light, his aura subtly shifting.

He was well aware that the person standing before him was terrifying, a highly dangerous individual.

If he wasn’t well-prepared, he could be devoured by his opponent at any moment.

The competition from two years ago haunted Su Yong’s mind like a horrible nightmare.

Today, "I came just to give you a proper scolding. You’re nothing but a self-important fool," Lin Zifeng under the mask gave no face to Su Yong, openly insulted in front of Su Yong’s daughter, Su Ni.

"You...!" Su Yong’s body trembled slightly, his fists clenched tight. His jaw muscles were taut. His muscles tightened, tightened, and then tightened again!

"Haven’t you always wanted to catch me? What now? I am standing right in front of you alive and well. What’s holding you back?" Lin Zifeng scoffed.

"Do you think you can escape today?" Su Yong’s eyes gleamed dangerously, his tall and majestic frame like a lion poised to strike.

"Hehe, you can try, but just as two years ago, you were defeated by me, today, you still cannot beat me. Your temperament is too extreme."

Two years ago?

Next to them, the silent Su Ni shivered once again.

Could it be that her father knew Death God from two years ago and was even his defeat? Could there be something between them...

Su Ni’s eyes widened as she examined the two men, unable to comprehend why her usually composed father was so agitated facing the legendary Death God today!

"I know you’re formidable, but this is a police station. Do you think it will be that easy for you to leave today?" Underneath his police uniform, Su Yong’s fists tightened progressively, and his palms sweated.

"Police station? Hehe, Su Yong, oh, Su Yong, we haven’t seen each other for two years, and you’re still as naïve as ever. No wonder you haven’t progressed beyond this point in the last two years," Lin Zifeng’s voice, rough as sandstone under the mask, said, "I know you’ve always wanted to catch me, but now I’m giving you a chance. If you can defeat me, I’ll agree to any conditions you propose today."

"Are you challenging me?"

"No! I’m merely fulfilling your desire; haven’t you been searching for me? Today I am right before your eyes, whether or not you can defeat me. You only have this one chance!"

"Kikiki..."

The fists under Su Yong’s arms tightly twisted together, making a crisp skeletal sound.

The moment Lin Zifeng’s words fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly tensed.

"Death God, if you remove your mask and turn yourself in, I can promise you, I will plead for your case with the judge." Finally, the always restrained Su Ni couldn’t help but step forward and speak out. She really didn’t want to see her father or Death God, who had saved her life, fight each other. If either of them got hurt, it was something she was very reluctant to see.

"Plead for mercy? Hehe, I probably won’t even know how I died by that time," Lin Zifeng under the mask bitterly laughed. Or perhaps this girl’s thinking was simply too naive.

"You said it yourself!" Su Yong clenched his teeth; his hands began to close slowly.

"As long as you can defeat me."

"Fine! Today, I, Su Yong, want to see if the Death God who disappeared for two years still remains the same arrogant man as before."

Having said that, Su Yong suddenly burst with energy, taking a swift, arrow-like step toward Lin Zifeng, his speed unbelievably fast.

However, in Lin Zifeng’s eyes, his speed looked as slow as a crawling baby.

"Hi!"

Su Yong, with a fierce punch, aimed directly at Lin Zifeng’s head, their distance already quite short.

The moment Su Yong exploded into action, the few meters between them instantly seemed to shrink even more.

He threw a Long Fist straight at Lin Zifeng’s face.

"Hiss—"

The Fist Force from Su Yong even made the air seem to tear with a reverberating sound.

"Worthy of once being called the Frontier Wolf, but still too slow!"

"Snap!" Su Yong’s fist smashed toward Lin Zifeng’s face, yet Lin Zifeng did not dodge, he just stood there still as stone.

As Su Yong’s fist was about to hit him, Lin Zifeng calmly extended his right palm.

With all his might, Su Yong’s strike was effortlessly blocked by the calmly extended palm!

"Ah!"

Su Yong immediately felt his back drenched in sweat, as a cold sweat involuntarily streamed down his forehead.

"If you could speed up a bit, perhaps with your strength, you could have hit me." Lin Zifeng slightly tilted his chin up, looking at him with a half-smile as if an adult were regarding a child, infuriating Su Yong even further.

Su Yong roared, his legs as if filled with lead, using the ground as a fulcrum. His legs suddenly powered up.

Attempting to push his fist even further.

But, unfortunately for him, Lin Zifeng’s palm remained unmoved, his whole body as steadfast as a thousand-year-old pine.

Even Su Ni widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief at this scene.

She knew very well her father’s capabilities and, although Death God was formidable, it shouldn’t be to the extent where her father couldn’t even retaliate.

"Had enough? It’s my turn now." Lin Zifeng said blandly with a smile.

But soon, his smile gradually faded away.

The palm resisting Su Yong’s suddenly pulled back. Instantly, the great force caused Su Yong’s large body to uncontrollably lunge forward.

"Thump thump thump..."

Su Yong’s robust body surged forward as if a string were pulling him.

"It’s my turn now!"

And Lin Zifeng remained motionless throughout.

As Su Yong’s lunging body passed by Lin Zifeng’s side.

Just as Lin Zifeng’s voice grazed past Su Yong’s ear.

His broad and firm shoulders, like a huge fan, suddenly powered up as Su Yong’s body approached gradually.

A massive force abruptly struck Su Yong’s chest.

Su Yong felt as though he was being oppressed by a mountain, feeling an instant heaviness in his chest.