Gazing at Yu Tang, I thought, if that's the case, then women should also...

Yu Chaoxian pulled her into a passionate kiss, unable to stop himself. "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"Whether you're in pain or not, you can't do those things during your period..."

What does this aunt take him for? He's not a beast. Sure enough, kissing is more satisfying than talking.

Yu Tang's biological clock had been messed up these past few days. When he woke up, Yu Chaoxian was still there, or rather, he was about to be gone, because he was changing clothes. When he looked at the time, it was only five in the morning.

Yu Chaoxian saw that she was awake, but looked like she was about to fall asleep again. He went over and rubbed her cheeks to wake her up. "Get up. Isn't there still half a month before school starts? I'll take you out. You can sleep on the plane."

Hearing that they were going out, Yu Tang suddenly snapped out of her daze. "Where to?"

Yu Chaoxian took her directly to the Emirate of Baikal—a shopping paradise.

The plane slowly landed at the international airport. Outside the airport, the blazing sun shone on the boundless desert and the azure waters of the Persian Gulf.

Upon entering the terminal, Yu Tang was immediately drawn to the striking □□-style dome, while the interior was extremely luxurious and exquisite.

As far as the eye could see, Arab men dressed in traditional white robes and women shrouded in black robes hurried by, one in black and one in white, creating a strong sense of separation.

Her hand was gently pulled forward. Yu Chaoxian glanced down at her, and without a word, she instinctively quickened her pace to follow closely. Mickey and Mingming followed closely behind Yu Tang as well.

As they left the airport by car, Yu Tang curiously peered out the window. In front of her were towering skyscrapers, with the Burj Khalifa, the world's tallest building, reflecting a dazzling light in the distance; behind her stretched a desert, dotted only with date palms.

Their car drove towards the Burj Khalifa, gradually disappearing into the distance from the desert behind them.

In the middle of the desert, a small inn was devoid of guests and laughter, but filled with a strong stench of blood, and the occasional screams of pain from men could be heard.

A teenager in a flashy vacation shirt was busy fiddling with a rope, meticulously tying up a half-dead man on the ground. His movements were strangely focused, as if he were creating a work of art.

A urging voice came from beside him: "Noah, I asked you to tie someone up, not to tie a bow. What are you dawdling for?"

“Uncle Jonathan,” Noah said without looking up, his voice even carrying a hint of ecstasy, “shouldn’t death be more ceremonial?” But he paused, as if struck by a remark, “A bow? That sounds nice, very aesthetically pleasing.”

As he spoke, he skillfully tied a crooked yet clearly discernible bow above the man's bleeding chest with a blood-stained rope. He tightened the knot sharply, ignoring the violent convulsions of the body beneath him.

"Hey, I heard you used to be a powerful second-in-command in the gang? When you ran off with the gang's money, did you think you could live a carefree and worry-free life?" Noah shook his head and sighed with feigned regret, making it sound like casual conversation even while he was killing someone. "Alas, what a pity, you just happened to run into our golden master-disciple duo. Your good days are completely over today."

The traitor on the ground did indeed live a life of luxury for a few years, but unfortunately his luck ran out, and he ran into a master-disciple assassin duo with a 99% success rate in their missions.

Jonathan was annoyed by Noah's talkativeness before each kill. "Hurry up, the commission for this deal is indeed good, but if we close the next one, we won't have to worry for the rest of our lives."

Noah, his face splattered with blood, suddenly had a terrifyingly bright look in his eyes upon hearing this, and excitedly asked, "Really? Who did you kill? Tell me quickly!"

Jonathan took out a blurry photo, showing the back of a man, with a faint outline of his cold and stern face. "The intelligence says he landed in the Emirate of Baikal today."

"Huh?" Noah continued wrapping the rope around his hands, but his attention was completely drawn to the photograph. He tilted his head, staring at the slender girl in the corner of the photo whose wrist was being tightly held by a tall man. He asked curiously, "He's with another girl too. Notice how his tie and the girl's dress are the same color? Why is that?"

Jonathan took a deep drag on his cigar and impatiently exhaled a thick cloud of smoke: "Stupid question, it's obviously his lover. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get done and leave!"

Noah quickly tied a thin rope to the trigger of the pistol, made a tight knot, and tied the other end to the wall clock.

When the clock strikes the hour, the hour hand pulls down the trigger...

What a perfect work of art!

Noah turned around and couldn't see him anymore, so he quickly ran out to chase after him, calling out, "Wait for me, Uncle Jonathan!"

The silence of the desert was a heavy pressure. Jonathan habitually looked up and patted Noah on the back: "Young man, look up at the sky!"

Noah stubbornly kept his head down, his gaze fixed on the scorching sand: "Uncle Jonathan looks at the sky, so I'll look down at the ground."

The two walked one after the other toward the pickup truck parked not far away.

They had walked no more than a hundred meters when the hotel was filled with the sound of cuckoos, screams of men, and ten crisp, rhythmic gunshots.

It's exactly ten o'clock.

Yu Tang glanced down at the watch on Yu Chaoxian's wrist; the hour hand had just crossed ten. At this time, breakfast was too late, and lunch too early. She didn't know where Yu Chaoxian was taking her until the car came to a smooth stop in front of the shopping mall.

Yu Chaoxian was the second man to take her shopping for clothes; the first was her brother, Yu Yanting. Although both were shopping for clothes, they were completely different.

They're both shopping, but the experiences are worlds apart.

Her brother would patiently accompany her shopping, letting her choose and try on clothes until she found a style she truly liked.

Yu Chaoxian said, "This skirt, this coat, and that sweater, those shoes, and this bag..."

The sales assistant's eyes lit up instantly—a big order had arrived!

However, Yu Chaoxian's next sentence was: "I don't want any of what I just pointed out."

"?" The sales assistant's smile froze instantly.

Yu Tang received a puzzled look from the sales assistant and thought to herself, "Don't look at me, it won't do any good. He's the boss."

Yu Chaoxian continued walking forward, saying slowly, "The rest, all styles, according to her size, all wrapped up."

"!!" The sales assistant's expression quickly switched from shock to ecstasy.

Yu Tang looked at the sales assistant's gaze, which was a mixture of envy and disbelief, and thought to herself, "Don't look anymore, I'm just as shocked as you are."

She couldn't help but gently tug at Yu Chaoxian's sleeve, her voice slightly weak: "Isn't this a bit too much?"

Yu Chaoxian simply reached out and ruffled her hair. Yu Tang was starting university and needed to buy some new clothes. The female leads in her favorite idol dramas always seemed so happy buying clothes; she should be happy too.

Behind them, Mickey and Mingming were already carrying bags full of shopping. Yu Tang was puzzled. Did Yu Chaoxian bring her here just to buy her clothes? Didn't he have anything else to do?

Yu Tang felt like the money had been blown away by a strong wind. She secretly glanced at the man beside her, her heart filled with immense confusion and a sense of unease. This was too strange. In the past, if she wanted to get a hundred yuan for pocket money from him, she would have to go through a lot of trouble, run back and forth more than ten times, and only have a chance of succeeding if he was in a good mood. But now, she hadn't said anything, hadn't asked for anything, yet he gave her so much so easily.

Moreover, every piece of clothing is ridiculously expensive.

But shopping with Yu Chaoxian really doesn't feel like I'm part of the experience. The most exciting part of buying clothes is trying them on, right? Now only the sales assistants who are trying to meet their sales targets are excited.

A strange sense of unease enveloped Yu Tang. She put down her juice, got up, and walked outside. Yu Chaoxian's gaze immediately rose from his clothes and glanced at her.

Yu Tang was a little annoyed. Did she have to tell him even when she went to the toilet? It seemed that Yu Chaoxian wouldn't be so desperate as to need someone to follow her to the toilet.

She emerged from the restroom and carefully surveyed the mall. The towering glass dome, tens of meters high, filtered the sunlight into a soft waterfall, cascading down and complementing the giant indoor waterfall. The air was filled with the rich aroma of perfumed drinks and freshly ground coffee beans.

She noticed that many of the women in the crowd were not wearing black robes; they were dressed fashionably and were mostly tourists from all over the world. This made her relax a little, and she immersed herself in this unique local culture, sitting alone on a bench and observing for a few more moments.

However, the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors is extreme; outside it's a heatwave of over 40 degrees Celsius, while inside it's only 20 degrees Celsius.

Yu Chao had just put a thin sweatshirt on her, so Yu Tang felt the indoor temperature was just right.

Just then, a boy wearing a flashy vacation shirt, who was looking down at the road, glanced casually at the rest area. His gaze was instantly drawn to the black-haired girl in a sweatshirt dress sitting on a chair.

So beautiful, so cute, with bright, dark eyes like a meticulously crafted doll. His direct gaze quickly alerted the girl.

“Uncle Jonathan, look over there…wait, where did she go?” Noah pulled Jonathan down to look, but the girl on the bench was nowhere to be seen.

The moment Yu Tang looked up, her wrist was firmly gripped by a warm and strong hand. Yu Chaoxian didn't even bother to say anything to her; how could she let go of her hand at such a close distance, just to go to the restroom?

Seeing that Mickey and Mingming had also come over, Yu Tang changed the subject, "Are we going back?"

"Hmm, are you hungry?" Yu Chaoxian led her away.

I'm not hungry.

The heat outside was scorching, and the sunlight was blinding. Just as Yu Tang subconsciously reached out to shield her eyes, a large, vacation-style sun hat was placed on her head.

The hat brim was very wide, and Yu Tang had to raise her head completely to see Yu Chaoxian.

Behind them, Mingming and Mickey were silently and efficiently putting the mountain of shopping bags into the trunk one by one.

Yu Chaoxian's gaze inadvertently swept across the street, and his pupils suddenly contracted. Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed Yu Tang's waist, spun her around, and tackled her to the ground.

Yu Tang felt a violent dizziness as the bullet grazed her hair and pierced the rearview mirror of the car next to them. In the instant the glass shards shattered and scattered, Yu Chao slammed his back heavily against the tires to cushion the impact, and then rolled away quickly with Yu Tang in his arms, barely managing to hide behind the wide rear of the car.

The immense inertia caused Yu Tang's sun hat to fly off her head. She instinctively reached out to grab the hat, but Yu Chaoxian grabbed her wrist even faster and held it tightly.

Almost at the same second, the hat flying in mid-air was pierced by a bullet.

The gunshots triggered widespread panic! People screamed and scattered in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the once bustling streets became eerily silent and deserted.

Using the thick tree trunk as cover, Jonathan steadily aimed his gun at Mickey, who was providing cover fire, and his index finger was already halfway down the trigger.

"Swoosh—"

A perfectly accurate sniper shot! Mickey's bullet, though fired later, struck first, piercing the bark of the tree where Jonathan was hiding!

A flying splinter grazed Jonathan's earlobe, sending a searing pain through him; his ear felt like it had been pierced.

"Damn it!" Jonathan cursed under his breath and quickly shrank back.

"Uncle! This way! Quick!" Noah called out urgently in a low voice from around the corner, "This is a blind spot!"

Jonathan executed a nimble tactical roll, quickly taking cover behind the greenery where Noah was. He'd barely caught his breath when he heard Noah whisper beside him, "Uncle Jonathan, be careful when you shoot! Don't hurt that girl in the white dress! She's so cute, it'd be such a shame if she died."

Jonathan was so angry that he punched him on the back of the head: "How come I never knew you were such a little pervert!"

Noah nimbly ducked, narrowly dodging another probing shot from Mickey, the bullet whistling as it disappeared into the soil behind them.

He blinked, his tone surprisingly filled with pure longing: "After we pull off this job and get that astronomical commission... won't I have tons of money? Then, won't I be able to support such a beautiful girl?"

After getting into the bulletproof Bentley, Yu Chaoxian quickly looked down at the girl beneath him. She was alright, unharmed, except that her clear black and white eyes looked a little dazed.

She wasn't hurt or thrown; the back of her head was protected by Yu Chaoxian's hand, and her waist was also shielded from the ground by his arm.

Yu Tang was tightly protected beneath him, and the soft breathing of the man was all she could hear.

When she looked up, she saw Yu Chaoxian's taut jawline, a perspective she often saw.

However, unlike before, those usually playful eyes were now brimming with a long-lost murderous intent.

At such close range, Yu Tang was facing Yu Chaoxian directly, and she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the dust off his hair.

Yu Chaoxian sensed her subtle movement, looked down, and let out a low chuckle before kissing her on the cheek.

Yu Tang frowned as she was kissed. She looked around nervously, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder: "What time is it and you're still laughing?"

In the shadows, Yu Chaoxian silently reached for the pistol at his waist with his other hand, the metallic click of it being cocked ringing out crisply in Yu Tang's ears. "Don't be afraid."

Every time he uttered those two words, no matter how dangerous the situation, Yu Tang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, would inexplicably return to normal.

In this life-or-death moment amidst flying bullets, she actually felt a ridiculous sense of relief, and even had the leisure to quietly gaze at his profile so close to hers.

It must be admitted that at least Yu Chaoxian's face is much better than the current environment.

"Bang! Bang—!"

The muffled thuds of bullets piercing the metal of the vehicle echoed continuously, startling Yu Tang, who suddenly gripped Yu Chaoxian's sleeve tightly with her fingers.

Just then, Mickey, using the vehicle as cover, quickly moved over to join them.

Yu Chao didn't turn around first, his voice short and firm: "Take her away first."

Mickey frowned, understanding Yu Chaoxian's meaning. The boss would stay behind as bait, drawing and containing all the firepower. But the two opponents were well-prepared, fully equipped, and their bulletproof vests had a high level of protection; it would be too dangerous for the boss to fight them alone.

Yu Chaoxian said impatiently, "What are you staring at?"

"Okay." Mickey didn't say anything more. Once the boss made a decision, no one could change it. Besides, wasn't it obvious enough that Yu Tang was the boss's number one priority?

Thanks to Mickey's precise fire support and delaying tactics, even though they had already left the main battlefield, they were rushing towards the highest point on the flank at top speed, carrying that black sniper rifle, in search of the best sniping position.

In the split second that Mickey opened the car door and shielded Yu Tang as she slipped inside, Jonathan, hiding in a blind spot, caught a glimpse of Yu Chaoxian's fleeting figure.

"He's out!" Jonathan exclaimed excitedly, ready to rush out.

Noah suddenly had a bad feeling. This time, Uncle Jonathan kept his eyes on the ground and didn't look up at the sky as usual.

“Uncle Jonathan!” Noah’s voice was filled with rare panic. “Let’s go back today! We can come another day! I feel very bad, very bad…”

Jonathan scoffed, unconcerned, his tone as arrogant as ever: "What's wrong, Noah? This isn't like you! What's there to be afraid of? If you're afraid of dying, then stay here and don't come out!" With that, he suddenly leaned out!

Almost at the same moment he peeked out—

call out!

A faint, yet deadly, muffled thud.

Noah felt a warm, sticky wetness splash onto his face. He raised his hand to wipe it away, his palm gleaming with a bright, warm red. Jonathan's blood from the back of his head had splattered precisely onto his face.

“Uncle Jonathan…?” Noah instinctively reached out his trembling hands to catch Jonathan’s body as he collapsed.

Jonathan's excited, bloodthirsty smile hadn't even faded when his eyes froze in utter astonishment, completely losing their luster, dying with unseeing disbelief.

From the distant communication headset, a voice, devoid of any emotion, came through: "Target one, eliminate. The boy accompanying him is still in a blind spot; we need to change sniping positions."

“No need.” Yu Chaoxian looked back and saw that the Bentley had reached a safe area, and police officers could be seen in the distance escorting the Bentley into the police station building.

He turned his gaze to the remaining Noahs. Next, he would personally interrogate them about how they knew his location.

At the alley entrance, Noah, holding Jonathan's still-warm body, burst into heart-wrenching cries and screams: "I'm going to kill you all! I'll tie you all up with the thickest ropes! I'll torture you to death, bit by bit! I won't spare a single one!"

Noah looked up at the sky, knowing there was a sniper above. Holding Jonathan's body, he quickly turned around and circled around from the alley entrance to another exit, where their pickup truck was parked.

However, the moment he stepped out of the blind spot and his figure was exposed, he had already entered Mingming's ray range.

Noah reacted very quickly; even while running, he managed to turn around abruptly and fire wildly at Yu Chaoxian's direction!

Unfortunately, in Yu Chaoxian's eyes, it was still too slow.

"Bang!" Yu Chao raised his hand and fired a shot decisively, the bullet instantly and accurately piercing Noah's wrist as he held the gun.

Blood gushed from the black hole in his wrist, and the weapon in his hand clattered to the ground, scraping against the concrete with a screeching sound. Noah staggered and knelt down, clutching his wrist in pain, blood gushing from between his fingers. The photo in his pocket slipped out and landed right in front of the man.

The man slowly approached, bypassing the pool of blood spreading on the ground, and stopped in front of Noah. He looked down at the boy's pale face from blood loss, his gaze finally settling on the photograph that had fallen to the ground.

In the photo, a slender figure that looked incredibly familiar captured his entire gaze.

A starry nightgown, Yu Tang's back view, and... his half-turned side. At that moment, he was leaning slightly forward, seemingly listening to her speak, a protective posture he himself hadn't even noticed.

This photo was taken at Yu Tang's graduation party, where the mercenary Liang Jiaqi was also present. It's likely that Liang Jiaqi wasn't fully certain of his identity at the time and didn't want to reveal Yu Tang's face, so he only took a picture of his back. Later, when Liang Jiaqi confirmed his identity, Liang Jiacheng had already imprisoned him, and there was no longer any opportunity to take photos secretly.

Chao Xian raised an eyebrow in surprise, his fingertips tracing the edge of the photo. He never expected that the only photo of him and Yu Tang together was taken by Liang Jiaqi.

Liang Jiaqi is a CIA mercenary. It turns out the CIA was behind this; his information was also leaked by the CIA. As for who leaked it…

Noah curled up on the ground, his wrist throbbing with pain and covered in cold sweat. He couldn't understand why the man in front of him, upon seeing the photo, not only didn't fly into a rage, but instead curled up a cryptic smile.

That smile was stunningly beautiful, yet also chillingly sinister.

Yu Chaoxian, unperturbed by the dust on the ground, picked up the photo and asked, "Who gave you this photo?"

Noah looked up with hatred in his eyes. This man had killed his uncle! He only wanted to kill Yu Chaoxian, so why would he want to answer him?

Yu Chaoxian let out a very soft, cold laugh. He didn't even look at Noah, but instead glanced at Jonathan's corpse beside him. "Whether your uncle's body can be left intact depends on whether you tell the truth or not."

Mingming, who had followed, held a gun in his hand, the muzzle already lowered silently, precisely pressed against Jonathan's forehead, awaiting orders.

Noah's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at his uncle, now lifeless on the ground. His last shred of resistance crumbled completely. He gritted his teeth and answered rapidly in English, "I really don't know him! But that man was wearing a black eyepatch over one eye! He contacted us and hired us to come here and kill you! He paid a huge deposit! I don't know anything else! Really!"

This photo was given to Uncle Jonathan by a man wearing an eye patch in America. Noah didn't know the man, and it's normal for a hitman not to know his employer. A hitman is paid to do a job; why would he care about his employer?

One-eyed, wearing an eyepatch? I clearly remember the person who hired them to assassinate Yu Chaoxian.

Yu Chaoxian smiled disdainfully. The man with the eye patch was indeed him.

We've been looking for him for so long, but he didn't dare show his face. Now that he's come out on his own, that's great. We'll settle all our old scores with him sooner or later.

The sound of sirens grew louder as police arrived, arriving precisely at the exact moment the situation subsided. The police classified the incident as a terrorist attack; officers fought bravely, drawing their weapons and killing the terrorists on the spot, thus protecting the safety of civilians.

The police stuffed the two bodies lying in pools of blood into body bags.

The Minister of Defense of the Emirate of Bayrak had a close relationship with Yu Chaoxian; they were old friends for many years, and the police escorting Yu Tang were also arranged by the minister. This was not surprising, because the core and most crucial source of supply for many of the Emirate of Bayrak's cutting-edge new weapons in recent years was Yu Chaoxian.

Therefore, after the attack, Yu Tang was immediately taken to his heavily guarded private residence by the minister under Mickey's escort.

The minister has a beautiful granddaughter named Aisha. When Yu Tang arrived, she happened to witness Aisha having a traditional blind date with a man at her home.

Aisha, dressed in local attire, revealed bright and defined features; the man, in a formal suit, also had equally striking features.

Judging from their appearance alone, the two are a perfect match.

According to local custom, a matchmaking meeting involves the man visiting the woman's home, where both families gather to witness the children's first meeting.

However, the blind date seemed to have failed; Aisha hadn't even prepared coffee. Both sets of parents maintained a polite distance, exchanging compliments about each other's children before quickly finding excuses to leave.

Aisha has been studying abroad since she was a child and has been exposed to many more open-minded ideas than here. She is still very young and does not want to be limited to arranged marriages based on social status, and she cannot accept the custom here that men can marry four wives.

Yu Tang thought that if that's the case, then a woman should also be able to have four husbands, that would be fairer.