Inside the car.
Lily Lin drove on, completely unaware, while Andrew Han frowned, his gaze fixed on the emergency assistance alert flashing on his Martial Arts World Communicator.
The assistance request reads:
In the basement of Phoenix Plaza on Grand Ninth Avenue, several Specters have appeared. Immediate assistance from a Martial Artist is needed. A reward of 500,000 Sinovera yuan will be offered.
Phoenix Plaza?
Andrew Han's eyes flashed with contemplation. That name should refer to a commercial plaza, but why would it have a basement? It ought to be an underground parking garage.
Secondly.
Why would anyone go to the basement for no reason?
This assistance request was sent via the Communicator and covers a three-kilometer radius.
Moreover, having a Martial Arts World Communicator means the requester must be at least First Rank... Should I go, or not?
He pondered for two or three seconds.
Last time, Tanya Li was seriously injured and knocked unconscious by the white fox Demon. The Demon borrowed an ordinary person's body and used Tanya Li's fingerprints to send a message. This was a profound experience that made Andrew Han fully adapt to the realities of the Martial Arts World.
Any carelessness is tantamount to death.
This is precisely why some missions are never accepted.
Hmm.
Those Specters are in a nearby plaza. If they run rampant, they could kill at least several hundred people—that's hundreds of lives. Andrew Han made his decision.
He wasn't blindly kind; he had his own standards for judgment.
Having once been an ordinary person in society, he had desperately hoped someone would help him through the hardships in his past life's memories, to avoid disaster—but that help had never come.
Putting himself in others' shoes, he couldn't bear to let Specters run rampant.
Moreover, in the Martial Arts World, there is a clear rule: If you discover traces of Demons or Specters in the city, you should do your best to eliminate them—Martial Artists enjoy privileges and naturally bear corresponding responsibilities and obligations.
But...
I won't formally accept the mission yet. I'll head to Phoenix Plaza first to scout the area and avoid any Specter traps. Otherwise, accepting the mission means I must complete it, and canceling is quite complicated.
Just then, the Communicator interface changed.
Two Martial Artists have accepted the mission, and the status changed from requesting help to rescue. With an emergency alert like this, any Martial Artist who sees it will generally choose to help.
Buzz buzz.
The car sped down the street.
Just as Andrew Han relaxed, his gaze suddenly caught sight of a building ahead on the right—apparently under construction, surrounded by three-meter-tall aluminum hoardings covered in advertisements, separating the sidewalk from the construction area.
Inside the construction area, not a soul could be seen.
That's Phoenix Plaza.
While waiting at the red light, Lily Lin casually remarked, 'Apparently the developer's funding chain broke, so construction stopped. It's been deserted since last month.'
Oh? Andrew Han blinked.
He hadn't expected to pass by Phoenix Plaza by chance. Rather than leaving directly, it was better to go in and check things out.
After all, he had Inspiration.
If there were too many Specters, he would sense them in advance and leave immediately.
Though he didn't refuse to save lives, it had to be on the premise of his own safety, because true kindness means taking responsibility for oneself—not sacrificing for hollow ideals.
Ahem.
Andrew Han coughed lightly and said, 'Lily, I just remembered I have a friend nearby—I'm going to visit them. You should head back to campus first.'
Oh?
Waiting at the red light, Lily Lin glanced at Andrew Han suspiciously. 'Your friend?'
'Yeah, a high school classmate,' Andrew Han replied seriously.
Alright, but don't get out here—I'll pull over up ahead.
Bang.
The car door closed.
Lily Lin sighed softly. "I wanted to ask him if he knows Kevin Lin. My roommate has been so down lately—I really need to get Kevin Lin's contact info for her."
Forget it.
Either way, I should ask Andrew Han first.
Thinking of this, she parked by the roadside and sent Andrew Han two WeChat messages.
She could actually ask him anytime.
But under her father's guidance, Lily Lin had grown thoughtful—sometimes too much so.
In the eyes of ordinary students, Kevin Lin was the strongest martial freshman, and since Andrew Han hadn't participated in the entrance sparring, Lily worried there might be some conflict between the two.
Besides.
Some martial students were proud and competitive, unwilling to let Kevin Lin claim first place... If Andrew Han was one of them, asking like this could easily offend him.
Sigh.
I just hope asking so bluntly doesn't make Andrew Han dislike me.
She glanced at the right-side rearview mirror, but couldn't see Andrew Han's figure. Shaking her head, she prepared to start the car again.
Buzz buzz.
Her phone vibrated.
Lily Lin glanced at the WeChat interface, a little surprised.
She tapped Andrew Han's instant voice reply: 'Lily, I've already sent your WeChat to Kevin Lin. He'll contact you when he sees it. But don't tell Aunt Lin—I’m afraid she'll beat me.'
Huh?
Could it be that Andrew Han and Kevin Lin are good friends?
She simply parked by the roadside, about a hundred meters from the traffic light. Not in a hurry, she quietly waited, finding the situation both amusing and puzzling.
Aunt Lin... My mom would hit you?
You're an Upper Three Ranks martial student—my mom couldn't beat you. Besides, it's not me who wants Kevin Lin's contact info, it's my roommate." She found it a bit ridiculous, but also felt a trace of warmth.
Clearly.
Andrew Han seems to respect his mother, May Lin, quite a lot.
Lily Lin, now a sophomore, placed both hands on the steering wheel, thoughtful. She had always considered Andrew Han just an ordinary junior, but now she felt a sense of familiarity.
After a while, her phone vibrated.
On WeChat, a friend request appeared—it was the freshman Kevin Lin.
Accept.
Lily Lin muttered to herself.
As soon as they became friends, Kevin Lin immediately sent a WeChat message: "Hello, I'm Kevin Lin. Are you Han big brother's senior, Lily Lin?"
What?
Such a humble tone?
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Lily Lin was startled, her eyes filled with suspicion.
As she pondered, her curiosity about Andrew Han grew. Why did her father greet him so warmly, and why did Kevin Lin act so deferentially? What was really going on?
Perhaps,
Andrew Han's true identity far exceeded her imagination.
Suddenly.