Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 157 Interrogation 1

His hand moved like a snake ready to strike, delivering a deadly blow.

But what he thought would save his life was effortlessly dodged by the girl, who even had the strength to

counterattack.

He just managed to catch the girl’s fierce counterattack.

The fight was about to kick off.

The small room turned into a chaotic battlefield. After just two rounds, the shadowy figure realized he was outmatched.

Soon, he struggled to keep up his defence.

Inside the villa, the sound of fighting rang out incessantly.

In close combat, the dark figure sensed a familiar scent emanating from the girl, as well as a chilling aura of death even stronger than his own.

Everything reminded him of the terrifying figures in the Dark Shadow.

What threw that man off was the girl’s skill, which seemed incredibly familiar.

He couldn’t help but wonder if they shared the same teacher.

Outmatched, the man realized he couldn’t win. Each time he tried to flee, the girl effortlessly blocked his path.

A trained killer reduced to a mere plaything in someone else’s hands.

After a while..

The villa fell quiet.

Even though only a few minutes had gone by, it felt like ages to the man. He was completely vulnerable and powerless, facing a humiliation and defeat he’d never experienced before.

In the room.

floor was like a disaster

to move, his face twisted

his clothes, veins pulsing strangely beneath. He was numb and in

wide with fear as he stared at the girl with the

move his bloodstained lips, whether attempting to speak or just futilely struggling, it

was unclear.

and approached, squatting down beside

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his chin with one hand. With

Isabelle extracted a small item from between

a closer look.

wasn’t poison but a

seemed the Shadow Sect sent him purely to test her, not

out a

a mysterious

and tossed the listening device

dissolved and dispersed in the liquid.

man watched

dagger from the ground, rolled him over onto his back, and swiftly made a

trickling out.

groans, Isabelle extracted a chip from

man’s eyes widened in disbelief.

she find out!!

the bloodied tracker into the bottle

clearing everything off the man’s body, Isabelle grabbed the back of his shirt collar

scar–covered, sweat–drenched

there was a sequence of

glanced at it, sneering disdainfully.

flipped the man back over, fixed his jaw, and then pricked a spot on his body with a needle, allowing him to speak again.

leisurely, “How long have

surprised gaze, she picked

toppled chair and settled back at

took a sip of her