Glass Saber

Chen Chuan glanced at it. The caller ID showed that it came from the Boundary Convergence Affairs Department. He had no intention of getting involved in internal corporate matters, so he ignored it. Perhaps because he refused to connect, the other party sent him a voice message through the company's internal public platform: "Mr. Chen, we are aware of your capabilities, but please do not make an unwise choice. Her promises can never be fulfilled. That is all." Once Chen Chuan listened to it, the message automatically deleted itself. His eyes stirred slightly. The tone sounded like it came from Meng Huang's side, yet in his heart he felt it might not be that simple. While he was pondering this, someone else attempted to add him as a contact. Judging from the label, it was Meng Shu's female assistant. He accepted and connected. A voice spoke on the other end: "Hello, Mr. Chen. I am Yan Yi, Miss Meng's assistant and manager. Welcome aboard. "We are currently at Wansheng Financial Firm in Weiguang District. To ensure that Miss Meng's personal data is not compromised, she is not using her boundary credential right now. I have full authority to communicate with you on her behalf." Chen Chuan said, "Understood. That is very prudent." Yan Yi said, "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Chen. Do you have any suggestions for us?" Chen Chuan said, "You don't need to tell me when you plan to leave Wansheng. Just send a prompt to my boundary credential beforehand, and I will arrive within an hour." Yan Yi said earnestly, "Understood, I've noted that down. One more thing: we will send several sets of specialized protective suits to you, Mr. Chen. Please keep an eye out for the delivery." Chen Chuan said, "Understood." After hanging up, he conferred with Gao Ming for a while longer, then drove back to Xuan Palace Building. Upon returning to his dorm, he anticipated that once they knew of his involvement, it wouldn't be long before Meng Shu's team departed from Wansheng Financial Firm, so he began making preparations. In less than half an hour, a package from Convergence Boundary Company arrived. Convergence Boundary Company was a supplier of protective suits. The protective suits provided this time were manufactured by the company as well, but they were Grade Two, even better than what the State Administration Bureau had provided last time. After all, back then he hadn't yet... In addition to the clothing, there was a special fiber mask. It appeared to be just a thin layer, but when he tried applying more force, it became exceptionally rigid in an instant. Between the eyebrows, the mask had a bright red vertical mark. On the surface, it seemed like some kind of display or ornament, but he sensed that this design might serve a practical purpose as well. Not long after this package arrived, the Disposal Bureau also delivered a set of civilian attire based on his subsequent request, stripped of the bureau's distinctive style, though made of materials virtually identical to his uniform. He inspected everything and confirmed there were no issues. Then, he took some medicine and slowly guided his breathing technique, tuning his mental state. Nothing happened for the rest of the day, and they did not contact him again. By the time... Outside the uncurtained window, countless neon lights surged and flickered. As the sun gradually rose, day and night shifted into rotation, the morning light blending inextricably with the dazzling radiance of the city. He stood up, washed up, changed into the protective suit and civilian clothing, took up the Xuejun Saber, and left Xuan Palace Building, driving his Jiade car toward Wansheng Financial Firm. In just three quarters of an hour, he arrived before the financial firm's building. The assistant, Yan Yi, was already waiting for him on the entrance steps. Seeing him approach, she came forward to greet him. "Hello, Mr. Chen." Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Assistant Yan, is everything ready on your end?" Yan Yi replied, "Miss Meng is ready and can set off at any time." She stepped to the side. "This is our security detail. If you find anything amiss, Mr. Chen, they can be adjusted or replaced." Chen Chuan merely glanced over them. The team appeared well-equipped and highly professional, yet none of them... Still, that was understandable. When ordinary situations arose, they could cope, but... He pulled back his gaze and said, "We can head out now." Yan Yi immediately used her boundary credential to notify those inside. Before long, Meng Shu emerged under the escort of three female guards. She looked at Chen Chuan, and he met her gaze. "Follow me," he said, turning to lead the way out. While Chen Chuan arrived at Wansheng Financial Firm, the Disposal Bureau was also monitoring the surrounding area and screening for suspicious individuals. Their primary task was to ensure no long-range attackers were present, so personnel and field surveillance had been deployed to every high ground and potential hiding spot. Right then, one of the resonators suddenly spoke up: "Captain Guan, suspicious target detected. The target is moving toward Wansheng Financial Firm. Checking identity now... "Confirmed. The target is suspected to be... Feng Yaren!" "Feng Yaren? *That* Feng Yaren?" Captain Guan started, as if recalling something. Hurriedly checking the feed transmitted by his operative, he immediately verified the identity. With a grave expression, he ordered, "Quick, get me Enforcement Officer Chen!" "Yes, sir!" Chen Chuan had already descended the building's steps and was walking toward the parking lot. Just then, sensing something, he glanced toward a certain direction and raised a hand in warning. The security detail behind him halted immediately. Several operatives spread out to either flank, while the remaining few formed a protective ring, shielding Meng Shu with their bodies as they fell back. Approaching opposite them was a man dressed in the traditional garb of an overseas island nation. Under thirty years of age, he had exceptionally fair skin and brows as delicate as a painting, with long hair tied back. At first glance, he resembled a woman, walking forward with a distinct, measured cadence. At that moment, the warning reached Chen Chuan's boundary credential: "Enforcement Officer Chen, that's 'Glass Saber' Feng Yaren. Please exercise extreme caution." The man's dossier flashed across Chen Chuan's boundary credential. He glanced over it. This man was a swordsman from an overseas island nation... This was a rather remarkable feat. He asked, "Are there any gunmen deployed nearby?" Captain Guan answered with utter certainty, "None. It's just him." Wu Bei's voice came through as well: "Brother Chen, there's no resonator interference in the vicinity." Chen Chuan gave an affirmative hum and looked at the man. Appearing here at such a time meant he had almost certainly come for Meng Shu. Although showing himself out in the open sacrificed the element of surprise, the dossier indicated he was no assassin—merely a fighter who took pleasure in wandering about to challenge skilled opponents. He had likely been manipulated. Yet the method was remarkably effective. If Chen Chuan were killed here today in this challenge, Meng Shu's team would lose its greatest reliance, and what followed would be all too obvious. Feng Yaren stopped before him, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Chen, please grant me your guidance." He slowly drew his blade, aligning it directly along his center line. Chen Chuan's gaze fell upon it. The blade was thin and razor-sharp, nearly transparent; viewed at a slight angle, it seemed like a ray of pure light. Perhaps that was the origin of the name "Glass Saber." At that moment, the upper echelons of the Disposal Bureau received word and immediately diverted boundary point resources to observe the scene. Covert intelligence gatherers and the hidden instigators behind the scenes were watching just as intently. Chen Chuan chose not to draw his saber. He walked straight toward his opponent. Seeing his choice, Feng Yaren's expression showed not the slightest ripple. Stepping forward, the Glass Saber in his hand seemed to flicker, and an indistinct gleam leaped forward in a flash. At that moment, Chen Chuan's skin tinged slightly red, and he abruptly unleashed his biological field. In that instant, he immediately perceived the other man's biological field, discovering that it was remarkably unbalanced—sharp and rigid on the outside, but relatively fragile within. Chen Chuan's eyes sharpened abruptly. Feng Yaren also sensed Chen Chuan's field. As if witnessing something inconceivable, his gaze shifted slightly, and with that, the blade in his hands hesitated for an imperceptible fraction of a moment. Chen Chuan turned sideways, sidestepping the edge with a step. With a flick of his scabbard, he caught the incoming blade. Not only was Feng Yaren's momentum halted, but under the clash of jin, his power was completely suppressed in a single instant. In that split second, Chen Chuan stepped forward with swift footwork, pushing forward with his other hand and striking squarely on the man's shoulder. The strike appeared to lack full power due to prioritizing speed, yet it landed precisely on the nexus where jin flowed. The jin Feng Yaren intended to mobilize next failed entirely; instead, he was shoved back into a slight recline, his center of gravity shattered. Chen Chuan pressed forward at that moment, taking a step— The headless, blade-wielding corpse stood frozen for a moment, then swayed and fell backward, crashing faceup onto the ground. Chen Chuan remained in the posture of having struck with his palm, wisps of white vapor drifting from the back of his hand and fingers. In a single encounter, within three steps, the renowned Feng Yaren had been struck dead on the spot.