Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

"Let's go inside," Tang Yitong said, "and ignore those flies."

On the hillside far from the manor, several foreign men in suits and sunglasses saw Tang Yitong and others returning to the manor. They quickly took out their laptop computers, recorded something, and then said, "Miss Tang has returned, it seems the Mafia's abduction plan has failed."

"According to our investigation, the bald Mafia guy has mysteriously disappeared. He was a Level S Spiritual Superpower User. Could he be dead?"

"Could it have something to do with that Asian man by Tang Yitong's side?" a man with sunglasses furrowed his brows and asked.

"That's impossible. I've already checked with the remote detector, and he doesn't have any special powers. He's just an ordinary person."

"However, we still have to report this to the boss."

Inside the manor. Lin Mo and Tang Yitong walked side by side while Norman followed obediently behind. The entire manor was built to resemble the Suzhou Mountain and Water Garden, with pavilions and ponds, terraces, and small bridges over flowing water, giving one the feeling of being in the Jiangnan Water Town instead of San Francisco in America.

Moreover, there were many hidden cameras in the manor, presumably forming a complete defensive and surveillance system. After all, though the Tang Sect was powerful, it also offended many, so it was natural that the Tang Mansion was heavily guarded, especially during this special time.

"If my father knows I've brought back an expert, he will be very happy," Tang Yitong said with a radiant smile on her face.

As they were talking, a young man approached them, followed by two bodyguards.

"Xiao Tong, you're back?" the young man greeted Tang Yitong with a grin.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Yitong, seeing him, suddenly frowned, seemingly not very fond of the young man before her.

"Both my father and the other elders have come today; didn't you know?" Tang Yijun's mouth twisted into a strange smile, his eyes gleaming playfully.

"The elders are here?"

Tang Yitong's response came with a slight change in expression.

After speaking, Tang Yijun brushed past a startled Tang Yitong, but then he stopped, turned, and said, "Xiao Tong, I heard that you got someone to break Tang Zulong's leg?"

"So what if I did? He offended my friend," Tang Yitong replied, coming back to her senses and frowning.

"Nothing, I'm going to wait for Mr. Zhu," said Tang Yijun, giving Lin Mo another look and finding nothing remarkable about him, his eyes revealing a hint of scorn before proceeding forward with his bodyguards.

"Who does he think he is?" Tang Yitong said bitterly, biting her silver teeth.

Norman, on the other hand, was furrowing his brows tightly, "Miss, I have a bad feeling about this."

"What does it matter if something's not right. Mr. Lin is here; do we have anything to fear?" Tang Yitong said, glancing sideways at Lin Mo.

"Who was that just now?" Lin Mo asked.

"That's my uncle's son. In fact, the Tang Zulong who had a conflict with you yesterday is from their line," Tang Yitong said.

Lin Mo frowned. No wonder the other party had a hint of hostility in his eyes when he looked at him.

"My uncle has always been after my father's position as the Sect Leader of the Tang Sect. I wonder what kind of tricks he is planning to pull this time?" Tang Yitong's willow leaf eyebrows furrowed together, her cheeks showing a look of concern.

"No matter, let's go see my father first," Tang Yitong said, striding towards a classical villa.

This villa was mostly constructed of wood, magnificent and imposing, with a strong sense of Huaxia architecture.

Tang Yitong hurried into the living room, where a middle-aged man dressed in a black Tang suit sat gracefully on the sofa, sipping tea. He appeared to be about fifty, his face marked by the weathering of time and bearded, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man. But the aura of calm and authority he exuded was that of someone accustomed to power, every movement and glance breathed the air of a King.

"Dad, I'm back," Tang Yitong pounced onto the sofa, affectionately grabbing the man's arm and cooing like a spoiled child.

Tang Rulong frowned, letting out a soft hum, "How old are you now, still acting like a little girl? If others saw you, they might say I spoiled you rotten."

Despite his words, Tang Rulong showed a look of fondness for his daughter.

"It's my fault, letting you go to Seattle on an errand. I didn't expect you to encounter such danger," Tang Rulong sighed, clearly aware of Tang Yitong's near abduction by the Mafia.

Tang Yitong comforted him, "Dad, you see me standing well before you now, don't you? I'm completely fine."

With that, Tang Yitong suddenly stood up and said, "It was fortunate that Mr. Lin saved me."

Tang Rulong's gaze now fell on Lin Mo; he had talked to Tang Yitong about Lin Mo over the phone, but he was still somewhat surprised when he saw Lin Mo in person.

The young man in front of him seemed a bit too young, prompting Tang Rulong to frown slightly.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for saving my daughter's life." Tang Rulong stood up and smiled, extending his hand.

Lin Mo shook it gently and replied calmly, "Perhaps Miss Tang and I have some fate to have encountered each other in danger."

"Miss Tang has told me about Mr. Lin's feats. It's unexpected that Mr. Lin, at such a young age, is already so exceptional. Surely, great achievements await you," said Tang Rulong.

"Mr. Tang flatters me," Lin Mo replied indifferently.

While speaking, Tang Rulong sized up Lin Mo. As the Sect Leader of the Tang Sect, he was approachable, but not everyone could withstand his innate sense of authority.

Seeing that Lin Mo remained calm and composed throughout their interaction suggested that Lin Mo was no ordinary individual.

Realizing this, Tang Rulong's face lit up with a hint of pleasure. He had been worrying about the Mafia issue, and if Lin Mo could really help him, then all his problems would be easily solved.

"Xiao Tong has briefed me on the whole affair. If Mr. Lin can indeed help me defeat the Mafia, I am willing to offer Energy Crystals and other items that I believe will satisfy you as a reward," Tang Rulong got straight to the point.

Lin Mo nodded; the Energy Crystals were precisely what he had come for, as other offers of wealth and beauty from Tang Rulong were of no interest to him—mere mundane attractions.

Having said that, Tang Rulong suddenly remembered something, his brow furrowing, "Several elders from the Tang Sect have also arrived. Let's go and see what they're up to."

"Those elders never visit our home of their own initiative. Their sudden arrival together surely means my uncle is up to something," Tang Yitong said with a frown and a light snort. Tang Rulong lifted his head and said resolutely, "We will face soldiers with a general, and stem water with earth. Besides, the Tang Sect is still under my command." His eyes flashed with an intense, sharp light as he spoke.