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The old man's hand, holding the pufferfish, froze in mid-air.
Tru's honest face froze completely.
Chapter 29 I Need Your Blood
A perfectly timed smile graced Lin Ci's face.
"Don't be so nervous, they're one of us."
Upon hearing that familiar voice, the tension on Xiaoyu and her father's faces instantly turned into smiles.
But Jackie Chan and Tru remained highly vigilant, their tense bodies showing no sign of relaxation.
"Lin Ci, have you been kidnapped by the Shadow Legion?!"
Jackie Chan's voice was full of worry, his eyes scanning back and forth between Lin Ci and the silent ninjas around him.
Lin Ci shook his head, his tone relaxed.
"Don't worry, I am now the king of the Shadow Legion."
These words left Jackie Chan and Tru frozen in place.
For a moment, neither of them could quite grasp what was happening.
The Shadow Legion is now under Lin Ci's command?
Behind the counter, Xiaoyu let out a suppressed gasp, her eyes sparkling.
"Oh my god, Lin Ci! You're the leader of the Shadow Legion! That's so cool!"
Jackie Chan still couldn't accept this fact; he stubbornly believed that Lin Ci must have been coerced in some way.
"Lin Ci, were you coerced by them?"
Tru, standing beside him, also wore a fighting expression on his honest face, ready to rush in and save people at any moment.
Lin Ci looked at their tense expressions and couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"It's really not true."
After saying that, he turned around and spoke calmly to the hundreds of silent ghost ninjas.
"Go back."
Upon hearing this, all the ghostly ninjas bowed their heads heavily at the same time.
Their bodies transformed into pools of ink-like shadows, silently merging into the darkness and disappearing without a trace.
The lighting in the antique shop returned to normal, leaving only a mess on the floor, proving that they had indeed been there.
Seeing this extraordinary scene, Jackie Chan finally began to believe what Lin Ci had said.
But he instantly realized what was happening, his brows furrowed tightly, and a questioning tone slipped out.
"So, you were the one who sent these ninjas to steal things from Dad's study! And they almost destroyed the study!"
This time, it was Lin Ci's turn to be dumbfounded.
The Shadow Legion almost destroyed Dad's study?
I sent you to get the Complete Book of Magic, so who told you to cause trouble?
Lin Ci immediately put on a blank expression, pretending to be stupid.
"What destruction? I don't know."
Seeing his innocent expression, Jackie Chan recounted the whole story again.
"Just a few days ago, a ninja soldier came to Dad's study, took away a book, and destroyed a lot of other books."
Lin Ci immediately distanced himself from the matter.
"That's definitely not me. I only took control of the Shadow Legion today."
Jackie Chan's eyes were filled with suspicion.
Lin Ci nodded heavily, his face full of sincerity, and even raised three fingers.
"If I'm lying to you, I'll eat a ton of elephant dung."
Seeing that Lin Ci had made such a vicious vow, Jackie Chan's last bit of doubt vanished.
Lin Ci had a big smile on his face.
I only said I ate feces, but I didn't say who ate it.
Daolong, I wonder if you've finished eating yet.
......
In the distant Dragon Castle.
Daolong, whose mouth still tasted strange, sneezed for no apparent reason.
......
Seeing that he had successfully fooled her, Lin Ci quickly changed the subject.
"I came here to see my father and Xiaoyu."
The old man nodded and came out from behind the counter.
"Come on, come with Dad. Jackie Chan, Tru, keep watching the shop."
Tru responded with a simple and honest tone.
"Ok sir."
Lin Ci and Xiao Yu followed their father through the beaded curtain toward the study.
Tru had already tidied up the study, but the air still smelled of old pages mixed with dust.
The old man gestured for Lin Ci to sit down.
As soon as Lin Ci sat down, Xiao Yu took the opportunity to sit in the chair next to him, her face full of curiosity and excitement.
The old man then sat down opposite Lin Ci.
"Speak, what do you want with your father?"
Lin Ci's relaxed expression gradually faded, and he became serious.
"Dad, I've come here to ask you for a favor."
The moment the words left his mouth, a thick black mist began to rise from the air around Lin Ci.
Two distinct figures were summoned from the black mist.
One is the soul of a demon burning with hellish black mist.
The other is a hideous and terrifying ghostly head.
Xiaoyu was startled by this sudden turn of events and shrank behind Lin Ci.
"Aaaaah! Holy Lord! And there's another ugly ghost head!"
Tara's enormous ghost face twitched and pouted.
"That little girl is so rude."
The Holy Lord remained silent, bowing slightly in the direction of his father, maintaining a respectful posture.
He knew this must be the righteous mage that the boss had mentioned, the one who could help them cast spells.
The old man's face remained calm and composed, as if he had expected this scene.
He simply adjusted his round-framed glasses.
"So, you've subdued the Holy Lord and the King of the Shadow Kingdom."
Tara raised an eyebrow smugly when she heard the words "King of the Shadow Kingdom".
"You old man, you speak very eloquently."
Lin Ci's gaze swept over them, carrying a hint of warning.
"This is Dad. Be polite and call him senior."
Tara's enormous ghost face shuddered and quickly changed its words.
"Excuse me, senior."
Lin Ci snapped his fingers.
A ninja soldier silently emerged from the shadow beneath his feet, kneeling on one knee and holding a heavy wooden box in both hands.
The old man's gaze fell on the box, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before he reached out and opened it.
Inside the box were nine masks of various shapes, each exuding an ominous aura.
Lin Ci was about to explain.
But the old man had already slowly uttered those few words.
"Ghost Mask".
Lin Ci's eyes flickered.
At this point in the story, Dad shouldn't recognize the Ghost Mask.
And just now, Dad recognized Tara immediately.
But Lin Ci changed his mind again.
Perhaps it was because of my presence that my father, this wise man, became even more knowledgeable.
So he didn't ask any more questions.
"I want to summon the power of the Shadow Legion from these nine masks and merge them into one."
"I need your help."
Lin Ci explained in detail why only a mage filled with righteousness could cast the Fusion Spell.
After listening, the old man simply nodded calmly.