Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1796 - 1785: Caught Between a Rock and a Hard Place

At the time, the highest commander present was Hilde, who tacitly accepted the orders for silencing.In a sense, the order to kill and silence was directed by Hilde.

Revealing the truth would mean destroying Archbishop Hilde's reputation.

The Pope is revered as a deity walking among mortals, and the Archbishop is no less; they, along with the Sanctuary of Light, are all embodiments of sanctity and righteousness.

Discussing the matter of killing and silencing with Hilde would be an insult to the Archbishop.

It was precisely because of this reason that Stuart, caught in a dilemma, chose to remain silent.

"Luckily, the storm passed quickly. Once we return to the Mount of Light, everything will be fine."

Engrossed in thoughts of maintaining peace, Stuart couldn't imagine the shocking calamity awaiting him upon returning to the Mount of Light.

About half an hour after Stuart left, Hilde slowly walked towards the dining table and gently flipped through a stack of newspapers.

"The Manhattan Morning Post is missing. Seems our Starlight Knight has become smarter."

A sharp gleam flickered in Hilde's eyes, yet a gentle smile remained on his face.

Upon returning to the house, Stuart heard a surprising news.

"Prepare yourself, in the next couple of days we'll depart for the Holy Mountain."

"What about your injuries?"

"It's nothing major."

Hilde said affectionately, "Don't I have you, my most devoted child?"

"I vow to protect the Archbishop with my life."

"Very good."

Hilde nodded and then said, "Now, go check the situation outside. Although those hounds have ceased their search, there must be some sinister conspiracy being hatched by the evil vampires in the shadows."

"As you command."

After Stuart left, Hilde extended his right hand, and a milky white light ball emerged from his palm.

...

Late in the evening, the two strolled along Fifth Avenue.

As they gazed at the flickering neon lights, Zhang Bo excitedly said, "Great. It's finally open."

Ning Fan teased, "Bro, looks like I've kept you from enjoying yourself for too long."

"Brother, don't say that."

Zhang Bo shook his head and said earnestly, "Ever since that night, New York's nightclubs have gone crazy. They've all closed down; not a single one is open."

"Is that so."

Ning Fan pondered, "What happened that night?"

"It was the night I met you," Zhang Bo continued, "I heard they're closed because they're looking for someone. My goodness, the entire New York mob is on the move."

"Really?"

Ning Fan's eyes flickered.

New York's criminal forces have already been taken over by the Blood Clan. Since they're all out searching, the target is obvious.

"If it's not me they're looking for, then it's Hilde."

Thinking of this, Ning Fan awkwardly said, "Bro, maybe you should go have fun; I need to go back and rest."

"What's the point of playing alone."

Just then, Zhang Bo reacted, teasing, "Brother, your body isn't up for intense activities yet!"

"That's right."

Embarrassment crossed Ning Fan's face with a slight smile.

Any high-grade nightclub in New York is definitely backed by a mob.

Without the power to protect himself, Ning Fan temporarily chose not to reveal himself.

"It seems I can't wander around carelessly anymore."

Over the next few days, to help Zhang Bo pass the boring time, Ning Fan taught him a set of Breathing and Expiration Techniques.

Initially, Zhang Bo was reluctant to learn, but he didn't want to reject Ning Fan's kindness, so he reluctantly went through the motions.

But just after a day, Zhang Bo became enamored, captivated by the cultivation.

Feeling the vigor akin to a small cannon in his little companion, Zhang Bo joyfully said, "Brother, you're amazing. This Qigong technique is so miraculous. I really don't know how to thank you."

"It's nothing. It was taught to me by a wandering Taoist."

After finishing, Ning Fan advised, "Every seven days make a cycle, and within this cycle it's best not to..."

"I know. If you indulge in sexual activity within those seven days, the prior days' efforts are wasted."

Zhang Bo asked curiously, "What is this Qigong called?"

"Well... let's call it Rejuvenation Technique."

It's just an ordinary Qigong mental method, mainly used to nourish the kidneys,

Ning Fan's powers are incredibly potent, especially with the Divine Power he possesses.

Initially, when boosting Zhang Bo's body, that surge of True Qi still had remnants.

He quickly felt its effects because he actively refined that True Qi.

Recognizing the strength of the Divine Skill, Zhang Bo stayed honest in his room, determined to complete this cycle.

The mental method, True Qi, all are real. It's only the seven-day cycle that Ning Fan made up.

Ning Fan intended this out of goodwill, to make Zhang Bo moderate his urges, not indulge excessively.

Zhang Bo was engrossed in practicing Qigong, and Ning Fan wasn't idle either, as he seized the opportunity to restore his True Qi.

Time quickly passed; since Ning Fan and Zhang Bo met, a week had gone by.

At this moment, the black Holy Power within Ning Fan's body was finally purged.

Ning Fan was no longer a powerless mortal,

His True Qi had been cultivated to the point of endless life, now he only needed to wait for it to spontaneously recover.

Meanwhile, inside the Emperor's Pavilion, Alice, who had been in a deep sleep, awoke.

"Ning Fan!"

The moment Alice opened her eyes, she exclaimed in surprise, and upon noticing the room's decorations, her memories before the coma flooded back.

"Great ancestor, I beg you to bless Ning Fan, may he be safe and sound."

As she spoke, two lines of clear tears streamed down Alice's cheeks.

Just then, a soft voice sounded, "Alice, you're awake."

As the voice fell, a lady elegantly dressed in formal attire appeared in the room.

"Aunt Audrey."

Seeing the visitor, Alice dashed into her embrace.

Having lost her mother from a young age, Alice had long regarded Audrey as her own mother,

Audrey patted Alice's back, gently comforting her, "It's all right now, everything is fine."

After a while, Alice asked, "How long have I slept?"

Audrey truthfully replied, "It's been a week."

"What! It's been so long."

Alice was shocked, then quiveringly asked, "Have... have they found Ning Fan?"

"I'm sorry, child."

Audrey shook her head apologetically.

Even after a thorough search by the Blood Clan, they still couldn't find Ning Fan's whereabouts.

Seeing the tear stains on Alice's cheeks, a flash crossed Audrey's eyes, recalling the Clan Leader's entrustment.

"Alice is very likely a reincarnation of the ancestor, I hope you can take good care of her."

Audrey understood that besides ensuring safety, the Clan Leader also hoped she would help Alice realize the significance of her identity.

"Child, don't cry."

Audrey said against her heart, "Ning Fan is most likely recovering somewhere?"

Alice asked tearfully, "Really?"