Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1524: She’s Your Daughter?

Lin Tong was fully aware that Little Cloud possessed only innate divine strength. Should that sinister individual regain his senses, any actual confrontation involving weapons would undoubtedly lead to certain death.

In great pain, the sinister man swiftly recovered his awareness. Upon seeing Lin Tong's figure charging towards him without a shred of hesitation, a smirk played on his lips.

"Seeking death!"

Displaying no mercy for beauty, the sinister man gestured with his large hand. The gleaming long sword, like a dragon severing the air, viciously plunged towards Lin Tong's heart.

While an intent to kill surged around Ye Xuan's villa, similar dire situations were unfolding in several other locations across East Sea.

Su Yumo had just finished her work and returned to her residence.

An unknown individual clad in black had eagerly been awaiting her at her home, the sharp blade in his hand exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

Terrified, Su Yumo attempted to flee, but before her foot could even lift, the man in black materialized instantly before her.

The man in black flashed a grin, stating, "Su Yumo, correct? You will not see tomorrow's sunrise."

...

Meanwhile, Ye Xiaoying was enjoying a glass of red wine while watching a movie in her bar residence.

A man in black, possessing extraordinary martial prowess, annihilated the several skilled guards outside her door, breached the premises, and pointed his sword directly at her head.

A chilling laugh echoed, "Remnant of the Ye Family, tonight, no one will come to your rescue. Close your eyes."

...

The weather abruptly shifted, and killing intent permeated the atmosphere everywhere!

This night was fated to be painted in crimson.

At this precise moment, the sword tip was merely 0.01 millimeters from Lin Tong.

In that fleeting instant, Lin Tong found herself unable to breathe.

It was as if time itself had ceased, and the entire world froze in sudden stillness.

Lin Tong showed no exaggerated expressions, her eyes held no panic, nor was there any fear or chaos stemming from the imminent threat of death.

It turned out that when true death looms, a person's mind can become remarkably clear and calm, with thoughts racing at incredible speed within that single moment.

Lin Tong felt no fear, nor was she surprised.

Simultaneously, she felt an overwhelming sense of unwillingness.

A profound unwillingness.

She was currently experiencing such happiness almost every single day, blessed with a husband who cherished her deeply and a sweet, innocent daughter. Who would ever willingly abandon such a blissful existence?

His face flashed through her mind, impossibly clear, as if he were truly present.

The roguish posture he adopted while smoking.

The playfully mischievous glint in his eyes when he smiled.

The deep, untamed look within his gaze.

His domineering yet comforting embrace.

The arrogant bearing of someone who feared nothing in this world.

...

The memory of him in every form, as if she had just witnessed it, was vividly etched in her mind, stirring her very soul in ways words could not describe.

He possessed a truly captivating charm, making one fall irresistibly in love.

And now, she was about to die.

She would never see him again.

She would never again hear him address her as his wife.

She could no longer call him her husband.

When he discovered her lifeless body, he would be consumed by unbearable pain.

If souls persisted after death, witnessing his agonizing grief would surely cause her own soul immense torment, yet leave her utterly powerless to intervene...

Tears welled up and silently traced paths down her cheeks.

"Husband, I love you," Lin Tong whispered softly in her heart.

Then, the profound stillness abruptly shattered.

The sharp, menacing blade was on the very cusp of piercing Lin Tong's delicate form.

But at that exact moment.

Ding!

A clear, sharp clang of metal echoed, directly diverting the impending fatal blow.

The formidable long sword was suddenly struck aside as if impacted by a speeding vehicle, veering sharply off course and flying ten meters away, burying itself deep within the wall.

At Lin Tong's feet, a small, pristine white throwing knife materialized from nowhere.

The entire scene was plunged into stunned silence.

Lin Tong stood in a daze, her gaze fixed upon the sword still vibrating within the wall, her mind struggling to process the event for a considerable time.

The sinister man, momentarily taken aback, then underwent a dramatic shift in his expression, shouting harshly, "Who dares interfere? Seeking death!"

"Seeking death?"

A woman's cold, disdainful laughter resonated, "Then come kill me, if you possess the power to do so."

Not long after the voice concluded, a silhouette, no less breathtaking than Lin Tong, appeared silently on the balcony.

This was undeniably a woman of captivating allure.

She was clad in a black leather outfit that perfectly accentuated her voluptuous and shapely physique. Whether viewed from above or below, she was undeniably perfect.

Her face, capable of overturning nations, exuded an aura that was both cute and seductive, blended seamlessly without any hint of incongruity, as if these two qualities had never been at odds.

With the appearance of this woman, the very air on the entire balcony seemed to hold its breath for a moment.

In the deathly silence that followed.

Little Cloud began clapping her hands enthusiastically at the woman, exclaiming, "Sister is so cool, Sister is so cool!"

Lin Tong, also snapping out of her stupor, turned to regard this unexpected stranger, her brows lifting slightly in surprise.

This was the very first time in Lin Tong's life that she experienced a feeling of inferiority towards another person.

She truly felt inferior.

In terms of appearance, the woman before her was by no means inferior; in terms of power, Lin Tong was merely a weakling, while this woman had just saved her life!

Who could she be?

Why had she materialized so suddenly?

Before Lin Tong could process this information.

The sinister man launched a swift and fierce assault towards the newcomer, his fists and feet a blur of ruthless, decisive strikes.

Yet, the enigmatic beauty appeared completely unfazed, as if every move the sinister man unleashed was akin to a child's clumsy display before a seasoned grandmaster.

After a brief exchange, the beauty grew impatient. She clenched her fist and unleashed a strike both cunning and devastatingly sharp.

Bang!

A muffled impact reverberated. The sinister man's expression contorted in shock as his imposing frame was violently propelled backward, like a kite whose string had snapped.

He careened through the balcony railing, shattering it completely, before plummeting into the courtyard below with a crash that fractured the very ground.

Lin Tong stood frozen, utterly bewildered.

Was a punch of such magnitude something a woman could possess?

That single blow was simply too formidable!

In a fleeting instant, Lin Tong perceived a startling resemblance between this beauty and Ye Xuan...

"Damn it! Who would have anticipated such a terrifying woman lurking within this villa? We must retreat!"

The sinister expert, now sprawled in the courtyard, recognized the gravity of the situation. Recalling his pre-mission orders, he made a swift decision, gritting his teeth against the pain, and scrambled to his feet, preparing to withdraw.

"Trying to escape?"

From her vantage point on the balcony, the beauty gazed down at the unfolding scene, a cold sneer gracing her lips as she casually flicked her jade-like hand.

A white projectile, a flying knife, shot forth.

Puff!

The knife's piercing power surpassed that of any bullet, instantly finding its mark in the sinister man's head.

The man's body went rigid, his eyes wide with disbelief and terror, before he collapsed onto the ground, utterly still.

He was unequivocally deceased.

The palpable sense of danger dissipated, leaving only devastation and an eerie silence in its wake.

A moment later, it was Little Cloud who broke the quiet: "Wow, Sister, you're amazing! You even took down that super bad guy!"

The beauty turned, her captivating eyes falling upon Little Cloud, a flicker of surprise in her gaze: "You are..."

"I'm Little Cloud!" Little Cloud chirped with a giggle.

"Little Cloud?" The beauty's brow furrowed slightly, and she then directed her attention to Lin Tong: "Is... is she your daughter?"

"That's right."

Lin Tong affirmed, her gaze shifting to the beauty with a questioning glint: "May I know who you are...?"

The beauty offered no verbal reply, as she suddenly… vanished into thin air.