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Lin Ci thought he would no longer answer.
A moment later, a soft sigh echoed in the quiet study.
"If you really need those powers, then take them."
Lin Ci couldn't believe his ears.
"Then the yin and yang of this world are out of balance..."
A faint smile appeared on the old man's face.
"Dad can handle it."
"But wouldn't that be very tiring for you?"
The old man looked at Lin Ci with unwavering eyes.
"This is Dad's mission."
In an instant, countless images flashed through Lin Ci's mind.
When I was a kid watching cartoons, I only thought Jackie Chan's agility and skill were incredibly cool.
But they never truly understood the weight that this seemingly ordinary old man carried on his shoulders.
After experiencing the immortality brought by the dog charm, he had no regrets and no hesitation; he took it off and returned it to Jackie Chan.
Picking it up is certainly simple.
What's truly difficult is letting go.
The old man put down the dog charm.
This means that the old man has given up the temptation of immortality.
If it weren't for the limitation of lifespan, he would definitely be among the immortals.
And now, all for a complete stranger, a kid who doesn't even belong to this world.
He was willing to bear the enormous, unpredictable risk of an imbalance between yin and yang all by himself.
This was solely to ensure that this outsider would have the ability to protect himself during his future journey.
This magnanimity is unmatched.
Lin Ci suddenly stood up, took a step back, and bowed respectfully at a 90-degree angle to his father.
"Lin Ci, thank you, Father."
The old man smiled and waved his hand.
"Go about your business. Your time is more valuable than mine. Didn't you come here to see Xiaoyu?"
He suddenly raised his voice and shouted outside.
"True! Call Jackie Chan and tell him to come back."
Tru's muffled reply came from outside the door.
"Okay, sir."
The old man thought for a moment, then changed his mind.
"Forget it, I'll call him myself and talk to him personally."
He looked at Lin Ci, his face returning to its kind expression.
"Why don't you go outside and sit for a while? There's tea available. Do you like mung bean sandwiches? I'll have Tru make you one."
"A little water will do; you don't need a sandwich."
Lin Ci slowly withdrew and gently closed the study door.
When Tru saw Lin Ci come out, he immediately brought him a steaming cup of tea.
He pulled a paper bag from under the counter, handed it over, and smiled.
Would you like a donut?
Lin Ci looked at Tru's honest face and smiled.
"No need, you eat."
The doorbell rang again at the antique shop, and Jackie Chan strode in from outside.
He saw Lin Ci drinking tea on the sofa and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"I never expected that you and Xiaoyu are friends."
"Are you surprised?"
Jackie Chan scratched his head.
"But why are you looking for Xiaoyu?"
Lin Ci made no attempt to hide it.
“I have nowhere to live now, but Xiaoyu said she would take me in.”
At this moment, Dad also came out of the study.
"Take him to District 13. He's a good kid and will be a good helper."
With his father's personal guarantee, Jackie Chan had no more doubts.
If Tru could reform himself, Lin Ci certainly could too.
Moreover, even her father has approved of Lin Ci.
Jackie Chan nodded and led Lin Ci to District 13.
As soon as I entered the gate of District 13, a small figure pounced towards me.
Xiaoyu's face was full of excitement when she saw Lin Ci.
"I thought you died in that dragon's palace!"
Lin Ci smiled and caught her.
"Don't worry, I am a shaman from ancient China, how could I die there?"
"W-W-W-!"
A piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout District 13.
The flashing red warning lights cast an ominous red glow on everyone's faces.
Sheriff Blake rushed out of the command room in a panic.
"Jackie Chan, there's been a robbery in the financial district. It was done by the Mafia!"
Jackie Chan's face was filled with disbelief.
"Without Lin Ci, what about these few?"
Blake then noticed Lin Ci beside him, and his eyes instantly became alert.
"Why is he here?"
“He has reformed, please continue.”
Jackie Chan offered an explanation.
Blake nodded, no longer pursuing the matter, and continued his report with a serious expression.
"Their firepower is very strong."
"It's the power of the talisman."
Behind an armored truck.
Ah Fen sat silently, tossing three ancient stone talismans in his hand.
Sheep, rat, tiger.
Astral projection, stillness transforming into animals, yin and yang in balance.
"Why do I always end up with these useless things?"
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Ah Fen sighed, his face filled with utter despair.
Just then, Afu, carrying a heavy money bag, easily jumped into the car.
A policeman hiding in a corner seized the opportunity and suddenly pounced on Afu's back.
Afu didn't even turn his head.
"Mule kicks!"
He moved faster than the officer, delivering a swift and precise back kick to the officer's chest.
The police officer flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and then disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, Ah Fen became even more frustrated.
"Hey, that's not fair, you didn't even use your talisman."
Upon hearing this, Afu casually pulled three talismans out of his pocket.
Horse, chicken, dog.
"With a healed horse, I am not easily injured."
"A chicken in mid-air, I can fly by myself."
"An immortal dog, no one can kill me."
Ah Fen stared wide-eyed at the three talismans.
"Cool, I'll trade with you."
Afu looked Afen up and down.
Then, without a second thought, he tossed the three talismans directly to Afen.