Chen Wei tackled his father to the ground as a cultivator crashed through the window. The man's blade cut through the space where Chen Zhentian's head had been a second before.
Screams erupted. Board members dove under the table. Madam Chen grabbed Chen Feng and dragged him toward the door. Zhou Meiling stood calmly amidst the chaos. Watching. Evaluating.
Tang Yong's people returned fire. Bullets slammed into the cultivators but most wounds closed instantly. These were stronger than the ones from last night. More experienced.
Chen Wei rolled to his feet. Pain exploded through his broken ribs. The drugs were definitely wearing off. He pushed Xiao Ru behind a toppled chair.
"Stay down!"
"What about you?"
"I have work to do."
A cultivator lunged at him. Chen Wei barely dodged. His body
