"Anson Macai, as the chief of the police bureau, it is your responsibility to handle this matter." Ned Duda, the secretary of the municipal party committee, spoke up as he observed the chaotic scene around him.

"Understood," Anson Macai nodded, then personally approached the assassin.

Although the man was now deceased, it was evident to all that he had intended to kill Bidegla, but ultimately failed and took his own life.

This incident had no connection to Bidegla, so Anson Macai knew exactly how to handle it.

Regardless of whether this man was responsible for the death of Bidegla, they would find a way to suppress the truth.

As a result of this incident, almost no one wanted to stay there and were dispersing quickly.

Despite this, the jewelry store of Jennie Bide was finally able to open for business, and they could now focus on its performance.

In a presidential suite at the Tianyu Hotel, Bidegla slowly woke up after nearly two hours of sleep, thanks in part to his mentor, Shadow Dread.

This time, his injuries were severe, even life-threatening, but thanks to the incredible medical skills of Shadow Dread, he was saved.

Now, aside from feeling weak, he had no major pain in his body, not even from the wound on his shoulder.

In the room, a large group of people were whispering, and when they saw Bidegla wake up, they rushed over.

Of course, they were all there for the beautiful and elegant Jennie, and following her was Tamma Jones. Both of them had red eyes, clearly having shed many tears, which pained Bidegla's heart.

"I'm fine," Bidegla said with a slight smile. "Stop worrying about me."

"Stop worrying? We were all so worried before," Jennie Laura scolded Bidegla, before finally feeling relieved.

Since Bidegla had awoken, it meant that his condition wasn't as serious, and with the presence of Shadow Dread, a renowned healer in Hanxia and the world, nothing could go wrong.

"Speaking of which, Bidegla, who was the person who tried to assassinate you?" Anson Macai and Morton Duda approached, having already gathered information on the assailant, but were surprised to find that there was no record of him in the public security system, not even a registered address.

"He was sent by the Tian," Bidegla said slowly, causing both of them to exchange a knowing look.

The last time Bidegla truly offended them, it would have been strange if they didn't seek revenge. In fact, to evade their pursuit, those troublesome individuals had even relocated their lairs. All of this was caused by Bidegla. If it weren't for him, those people wouldn't have been caught, and such crucial information wouldn't have been revealed.

"This person had previously visited my residence, but I wasn't home at the time, which led him to retreat. I never expected him to come back to assassinate me today. It's something I hadn't anticipated," Bidegla said with a bitter smile, leaving both of them even more shocked.

They hadn't received any news of someone from Stuart Buzer's camp coming to Zhuhai City, which was a clear oversight on their part.

"Would you require a team to protect you?" Anson Macai inquired, his expression grave.

"If I cannot even protect myself, what use would your people be? Let it be." Bidegla replied, causing Anson Macai to wear a wry smile.

Indeed, if Bidegla couldn't handle the assassins on his own, what good would sending more police officers do?

Bidegla's skill was truly something to behold, as they had witnessed today. If he couldn't be killed, it seemed more fitting for Bidegla to protect them instead.

"You must be extra cautious from now on. I am ordering a thorough investigation of the entire Bamboo Sea City. I will root them out one by one," stated Anson Macai with great solemnity.

"If you have no further business, then please depart. I am perfectly fine now," Bidegla began to dismiss them.

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"Rest well. We shall take our leave now," Morton Duda and Anson Macai did not linger any longer, bidding farewell and exiting.

It was absurd that they had arrived in Bamboo Sea City without anyone noticing, as if they were simply eating a free meal.

This time, their return meant they had a purpose. Even if they couldn't flush out all those people, they needed to force them out of Bamboo Sea City.

If they couldn't accomplish this, then they truly did not deserve their current positions.

"Since you are unharmed, I shall take my leave as well," Stuart Buzer approached and said with a smile.

"Where is our master?" Bidegla suddenly inquired.

"Our master has already returned to recover, having depleted his energy in order to save you. He is very satisfied with your performance this time, so he sent me to give you something." Stuart Buzer carefully retrieved a box from his robe and said, "Our master said this contains something that can help you advance to the internal strength level. You must keep it safe."

Upon hearing this, Stuart Buzer's face showed a hint of envy. Internal strength was an unattainable goal for him, yet Bidegla was about to reach that level.

Although Bidegla was severely injured during the recent battle, he had broken through to the late external strength stage at the critical moment, just a step away from internal strength.

"Assist me in reaching internal strength?" Bidegla's expression changed upon hearing Stuart Buzer's words, revealing his surprise at realizing that his level had already reached the late external strength stage, the same level as Stuart Buzer.

"What is it, brother? Can you open it for me?" Bidegla asked, not reaching for the box.

"I'm not sure if that's a good idea," Stuart Buzer hesitated upon hearing Bidegla's request.

This was something that Shadow Dread had instructed him to deliver to Bidegla, not to open it privately. He didn't want to disobey their master's orders.

"Why worry? Our master is not here, and there are no outsiders present. Brother, just help me open it," Bidegla smiled and said slowly.

"Alright then," Stuart Buzer agreed, thinking that it was harmless to take a look. So, he slowly opened the box, and a strong medicinal scent filled the room, almost causing Bidegla and the others to involuntarily groan in response.

"Wow? What is this, it smells so amazing," Tamma Jones exclaimed and then moved closer.

"It's actually the Marrow-Cleansing Pill!" Upon seeing the contents of the box, Stuart Buzer exclaimed in excitement, almost shaking the box in his hand.

"What is the Marrow-Cleansing Pill?" Hearing Stuart Buzer's exclamation, Bidegla's face showed a hint of strangeness, but he did not seem to think much of it.

"Junior Brother, this is something that everyone in the cultivation world desires. This pill is truly precious, so much so that only a few people in the entire cultivation world could produce it. If we take it, it can expel impurities from our bodies and quickly enhance our strength."

"In other words, this is something that every cultivator dreams of, a priceless treasure," Stuart Buzer said, his face filled with excitement.

"How fast does it work?" Bidegla inquired.

"Let me give you an example. For a normal cultivator to break through from the late stage of external energy to internal energy, it may take ten years, but if they take this Marrow-Cleansing Pill, it's possible to shorten that time to two years, or even one year," Stuart Buzer said, sounding very excited.

"Wow, that's incredible," Bidegla was also shocked to hear Stuart Buzer's words, not expecting Shadow Dread to leave him with something so important. The effect of the pill was truly astounding.

"Yes, not only that, this pill can also enhance a person's physique, making the future path of cultivation smooth sailing."

"If it's that important, then Senior Brother, you should keep it for yourself," suddenly, Bidegla said something unexpected to Stuart Buzer.

"What?" Stuart Buzer couldn't believe his ears and asked in disbelief.

"I said that I have taken the pill before and it didn't have much effect on me, so Senior Brother, you should keep it for yourself," Bidegla said with a smile.

"No," suddenly, Stuart Buzer exclaimed, "This was given to you by our master, not to me. And if you take it, it might help you break through to internal energy. How can you say it's useless?"

"Senior Brother, you yourself said that this pill was given to me by our master, which means it belongs to me. And now that I'm giving this pill to you, it's my right," Bidegla replied.

"Junior Brother, I will not accept such a valuable item," Stuart Buzer shook his head and then said, "I am already in my thirties, and I have long lost the qualifications to break through to internal energy. So taking this would be a waste. But you, Junior Brother, are different. You are young and have a great hope of entering internal energy, even reaching the level of our master. So it's best for you to take the Marrow-Cleansing Pill."

"Since Senior Brother knows that I am young, it means that even without taking the pill, I can still break through to internal energy. And Senior Brother, haven't you always hoped to break through to internal energy? I believe this pill can help you," Bidegla said, his expression becoming more solemn.

He always remembered the desolate and desperate look on Stuart Buzer's face when he said he couldn't break through to internal energy. It could be said that breaking through to internal energy was Stuart Buzer's biggest dream in his life.

Since meeting Stuart Buzer, Bidegla has received a lot of help from him, so now it's his turn to help him in return. Bidegla was still young, and even without taking the Marrow-Cleansing Pill, he had a chance to break through to internal energy. But Stuart Buzer was different; this might be his last hope.

Just a moment ago, he was so excited, and Bidegla naturally understood how enormous the effect of taking the pill could be. So Bidegla wanted to help him.

"Disciple, I truly cannot accept this elixir," Stuart Buzer shook his head.

"Senior brother, are you truly content to remain at this level of outer strength for the rest of your life? If you are, then you may refuse my offering. This is the first time I have given you something, do not make it difficult for me," Bidegla's expression darkened as he spoke.