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 zone.

unable to move,

clothes, veins pulsing strangely beneath. He was numb and in agony all over, making him

were wide with fear as he stared

move his bloodstained lips, whether attempting to speak or just

was unclear.

the man’s actions and

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one hand. With a snap, his jaw popped

looked on in disbelief, Isabelle extracted a small item from

took a closer look.

wasn’t poison but

Sect sent him purely to test her, not to kill

a

are a mysterious

tossed the

quickly dissolved and

watched in terror.

up the man’s dagger from the ground, rolled him over onto his back, and swiftly made a cut at the back of his neck.

trickling out.

a chip from beneath his skin–the latest tracking

eyes widened

she find out!!

bloodied tracker into the bottle

grabbed the back of his shirt collar

man’s scar–covered, sweat–drenched back.

was a

at it, sneering disdainfully.

the man back over, fixed his jaw, and then pricked a spot

inquired leisurely, “How long have you

to the man’s surprised gaze, she picked up his torn

that, she grabbed the toppled chair and settled back at

a sip of her