"Wife, are you cold? If you are, come have a sip of hot wine. I'll catch two more nets and then head home!"

The man shouted towards the cabin of the boat.

"It's fine, not cold. I'll warm up when we get back!"

A fairly pleasant female voice came from inside the cabin. The man smiled, feeling it was his greatest blessing to marry this well-known skilled woman from ten miles around.

"Ah!"

Just as he was concentrating on fishing, a piercing scream tore through the night sky, echoing across the entire ice surface.

The man was immediately shocked; this voice belonged to his wife.

"Wife, what's wrong?"

The man called out, but there was no response from inside the cabin, only a strange sound of something gnawing on food and dragging noises, enough to make one's hair stand on end.

The man swallowed hard and hurriedly rushed in.

He lifted the curtain of the boat, and his gaze froze abruptly, his face climbing into an expression of utter terror.

Inside the cabin, blood was splattered everywhere, and the sight before him was shockingly crimson. A long drag mark extended from the end of the cabin, leading outside.

His heart was filled with fear; he called out again tentatively but received no response from his wife.

The man gathered his courage, grabbed the boat's oar by the cabin edge, and followed the trail of blood.

On the ice, the blood trail stretched continuously. He took step after step, walking for dozens of meters, but saw nothing yet. The blood trail extended unceasingly until it reached a clump of tall reeds beside the ice lake.

The chewing sound came again, sounding so eerie and soul-penetrating in the silent black night.

The man suppressed the fear in his heart, tiptoed closer, and parted the reeds, only to witness a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

In the midst of the night, a tall black shadow was squatting on the ground. Before the shadow lay a slender figure, his wife's unwilling and fearful eyes meeting his gaze — eyes that could not rest in peace.

Blood was flowing everywhere, and from the mouth of the shadow, blood dripped continuously. The man's eyes were wide open, staring blankly at this extremely horrifying scene, unable to utter a word or move his body.

Just then, the black shadow suddenly turned its head, a pair of blood-red eyes met his, and a sinister aura of slaughter spread out, causing the man's face to blanch immediately.

"Ah!"

Another piercing scream shattered the night sky before returning to silence, leaving only a bloody atmosphere lingering over the entire icy lake.

At Yanjing University, Ye Qingfeng led an easy-going life every day.

Besides honing his skills, which greatly interested him, he also greatly enjoyed the tranquil life on campus.

"Boss, have you been following the news online these past few days?"

In the dormitory, Ye Qingfeng was leaning on his bed reading a book when Guan Yu suddenly asked.

"News? What news?"

Ye Qingfeng asked curiously.

"A few days ago, online news reported that over the past few days, dozens of people have mysteriously disappeared across the Huaxia-Russia border region. This morning, there were related reports again, saying that parts of a missing couple's organs were found by an ice lake, it sounds terrifying!"

Guan Yu, with an air of mystery, deliberately made the atmosphere sound slightly eerie.

"Missing?" Ye Qingfeng found it a bit intriguing. If the reports were true, it was indeed no small matter. After all, dozens of disappearances would be a significant case with far-reaching implications, no matter the location.

Xu Jing also suddenly interjected at this moment: "Yeah, a lot of classmates in our class are talking about it. They're saying aliens took those missing people, all sorts of versions are out there!"

Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but smile wryly at these absurdly preposterous theories, not wanting to listen to any of them.

The two continued discussing below, with Wan Moting occasionally offering some opinions, while Ye Qingfeng, feeling bored, did not join in.

He picked up his phone to check the related reports on this news, but suddenly, Ye Gang's call came through.

"Uncle Gang?"

Ye Gang's voice was slightly low as it came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Feng, have you seen the recent news circulating online?"

"News?" Ye Qingfeng squinted his eyes slightly, "Are you referring to the recent missing persons incident at the Huaxia-Russia border?"

"That's right, it's precisely this matter!"

Ye Gang's tone carried a few degrees of gravity.

"At first, I didn't pay this matter much mind, but just now..."

"I received an SOS text from your eldest uncle!"

"What?"

Ye Qingfeng sat up, his tone rose slightly, causing the three people below, Wan Moting and the others, to look at him curiously.

"Uncle Gang, what exactly is going on?"

This news, though quite sensational, in Huaxia, odd occurrences pop up frequently, so Ye Qingfeng hadn't paid it much attention.

But with Ye Gang bringing it up specifically now, it was clearly no ordinary matter.

"A few days ago, your eldest uncle and aunt went to the Huaxia-Russia border for a trip. They were supposed to return yesterday after their tour, but before their flight departure, your eldest uncle called me, saying he'd discovered clues regarding the missing persons and was going to investigate!"

Ye Gang's tone was extremely grave. Ye Miao, nicknamed "Mad Scholar," was a master warrior king; in Huaxia, as long as the truly top-tier powers stayed out, he was a first-rate powerhouse, unable to be troubled by anyone. Ye Gang didn't stop him when he heard he wanted to investigate the missing persons matter.

He thought it might be some pyramid scheme organization or human traffickers causing trouble, but he had not expected...

"This morning, your eldest uncle suddenly sent me an extremely terse SOS text!"

"He is evidently in a perilous situation, with no details provided, but it's certainly related to the missing persons!"

"I'm worried there's too much darkness in this matter, and unidentified individuals might take the opportunity to infiltrate Yanjing, so I dare not act rashly."

"Moreover, I have an inexplicable sense of unease, intensely strong; this matter might require your immediate action!"

Ye Qingfeng could tell that each word and sentence spoken by Ye Gang was filled with worry and gravity, a first in history.

"Missing persons, uncle seeking help?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze turned towards the far north, suddenly realizing that something unimaginable might be happening at the China-Russia border in Black Dragon City. Even Ye Family's "Mad Scholar" was halted there, seeking help from home.

"Uncle Gang, do you have your eldest uncle's mobile location?"

Ye Qingfeng asked.

"Initially, your eldest uncle's phone did have a location signal, but within half an hour of sending the SOS text, it disappeared completely, which is also why I'm so concerned!"

Even though Ye Gang had an imposing presence in Huaxia, the one in danger now was his elder brother, and naturally, he was incredibly anxious. No matter their remarkable capabilities, distant water cannot solve the current fire, and they're unaware of what Ye Miao is enduring.

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