The chef at the manor had already prepared breakfast for him, and his personal secretary had also placed a briefing on the table.

Sipping milk, eating breakfast, and flipping through a briefing, Linghu Buqi let out a contented sigh, "Ah, life is so boring!"

Although he now enjoys a life of luxury, with beautiful women and money readily available, he still misses life back home.

He recalled the days when he and his brothers started their business from scratch.

Although it was tough back then, it was truly fulfilling, and the satisfaction of achieving success is incomparable to any material wealth we have now.

Unfortunately, as they had more money and a richer material life, their values ​​changed.

Conflicts and contradictions even arose, eventually escalating to the point of armed conflict...

"Old Xia, I don't think I'm wrong, and your thoughts may be right, but... that road is full of hardships, and it might even destroy our years of hard work!"

After breakfast, Linghu Buqi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, looking at the calm sea to the west, still trying to hypnotize himself.

"It's not that I'm afraid of going bankrupt, it's that I can't let go of the brothers who fought alongside us to build this empire!"

Wearing pajamas and holding a glass of red wine, Linghu Buqi looked somewhat downcast.

"Mr. Linghu, a young lady wishes to visit you. This is her business card."

The secretary handed over a business card with both hands, but Linghu Buqi didn't take it. The blonde woman casually placed it on the table.

"If she was introduced by one of those old fogies, get her fired!"

Linghu Buqi's tone revealed a hint of impatience.

"I think you'd better receive him, sir; this person might bring good news."

The blonde secretary brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her tone lacking in respect.

"What, now it's your turn to teach me how to do it?"

Linghu Buqi turned his head to look at the blonde secretary, put the wine glass in his hand on the glass cabinet, and walked over unsteadily.

"No, I was just suggesting..."

"Suggestions my foot!"

Linghu Buqi suddenly grabbed the secretary's fair neck and gradually increased the pressure.

"Do I need you to tell me what to do? I can't handle those old geezers, but dealing with a bitch like you is no problem!"

With bared teeth and eyes blazing with fury, Linghu Buqi resembled an enraged lion, wishing he could tear this woman to pieces.

"Please... have mercy on me... I can't breathe..."

The blonde woman began to beg for mercy, slapping Linghu Buqi's back haphazardly with both hands, and even scratching him.

"Lie down properly!"

With a forceful movement of his right hand, Linghu Buqi flipped the woman over and placed her on the desk...

The café was so expensive; I watched idly as everything unfolded in the study.

"Looks like this guy isn't doing so well either. He's got nowhere to vent his anger, so he's taking it out on that young girl..."

Mobile payment is not common in this mountainous country, and Gao Yuan couldn't use it either, so after paying with cash, he left the coffee shop.

Disguised as a bored tourist, Gao Ang wandered aimlessly around Luoshan City, his attention constantly focused on Linghu Buqi.

Of course, he didn't engage in much of Linghu Buqi's adult activities; instead, he was planning his own invasion scheme.

How can you have a private conversation with Linghu Buqi without alerting others?

As he was wandering aimlessly down the street, a Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of the manor.

Several Grand Cherokees were also present, and they all appeared to be bulletproof.

Out of curiosity, Gao Ang glanced at it a few times.

This is quite a sight! Good heavens, is this a walking arsenal?

Not to mention light weapons, there were also rifles, and even rocket launchers...

"Are you here to mess with Linghu Buqi? That won't do! I haven't even questioned him yet; I can't let you kill him!"

After muttering a few words, Gao Ang turned his attention to the group of people.

This careful observation led him to discover some further clues.

"Something's not right about this woman who's in charge!"

Not only is something wrong, it's very suspicious.

Although her face was unlike anything Gao had ever seen before, he was certain that this woman was Lillian.

Her perfume style has changed; it's no longer the strong scent of before, but a fresher, lighter one.

Her clothing style has also changed. Before, it was more revealing, but now it's more conservative. Today, she's wearing a long dress and not showing any skin at all.

Her hairstyle has also changed; she used to have long, golden hair, but now she has a sophisticated short, dark gray hairstyle.

"Does that mean you've completely changed your appearance and started anew?"

This time it's a complete makeover, not only in appearance but also in its inner workings.

Aside from the smell of the blood core fluid and her brain, Gao Feng basically didn't notice anything else unusual about this woman.

My skeletal structure has been slightly adjusted; my pelvis has become wider...

Her blood type was even changed; she used to be blood type A, now she's blood type O...

Not to mention the size of the chest cavity; it used to be a D size, but now it's almost a G...

"Such a big change in such a short time... It seems the Dort family has quite a few other advanced technologies at their disposal!"

If others found out about this, it would probably cause quite a stir.

Blood transfusion, bone marrow transplant... even a skull transplant—the thought alone is chilling.

The question is, what is this woman doing here?

While Gao Feng was curious about these cutting-edge technologies, he was even more curious about what Lillian was looking for Linghu Buqi for.

Could it be that she has taken over this Base No. 17 in the Mountain Kingdom and is preparing to make a big splash?

Or is it that Linghu Buqi is deeply connected to her upcoming plans and she needs his help?

...

In Linghu Buqi's study, having finished his "exercise" in a dozen minutes, Linghu Buqi shoved the blonde woman aside with a look of disgust, hastily tied his bathrobe, and took a large gulp of red wine.

"Are you referring to those people by the door?"

Linghu Buqi pointed to the monitor screen and asked his secretary, who was still tidying her clothes.

"Well, her identity is very sensitive, so..."

After being tidied up, the blonde woman became much more docile, her tone filled with caution.

Linghu Buqi was right. He might be humble and subservient to some people, but killing a lowly errand girl like her would be incredibly easy.

"I'm like a tiger fallen into the plains, bullied by dogs. Tell me, what information does she want this time?"

Although he had been away from China for more than three years, Linghu Buqi still had some valuable information.

Putting everything else aside, just the things that Bureau 303 has laid out, he probably won't be able to sell them all in his lifetime.

To outsiders, Bureau 303 is a dispensable, unofficial organization.

However, given his relationship with Xia Jiancheng, he would have more information.

Back then, he and Xia Jiancheng were good buddies, inseparable friends.

Although Xia Jiancheng didn't tell him many core secrets, he wasn't stupid.

Based on Xia Jiancheng's financial activity and some unusual movements in various industries in Dongguo, he also figured out some patterns.

For example, he could sense something unusual about why Xia Jiancheng invested in Douyu and Ali.

"I don't know about that. I just received a notification that someone is coming back to visit you, and you were asked to be polite to her..."

The secretary, swinging her long legs, refilled Linghu Buqi's wine glass.

"Be polite?"

Linghu Buqi squinted, sat in the boss's chair, crossed his legs, and swirled the red wine in his hand. "If I remember correctly, this should be the first person I've treated politely, right? The others were all people who needed my help! It seems this foreign woman is quite important!"

Linghu Buqi downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, then threw off his robe and said, "Change my clothes, let's go meet this bitch!"

...

Gao Feng strolled casually along the beach, swaying to the music, but his attention was mostly focused on Lillian and the upcoming meeting.

Lillian swaggered into the manor with a group of people, but was stopped outside the second security perimeter:

"Excuse me, please hand over your weapons. Also, only three people are allowed to enter."

Linghu Buqi's bodyguard leader stretched out his right hand, blocking Lillian and her group.

The people behind Lillian frowned, reaching for something in their pockets or at their waists.

Lillian made a feint with her right hand and smiled slightly. "It's alright, you guys wait for me here. You, and you, come in with me."

She shoved aside the head of the bodyguards who was blocking their way and said arrogantly, "We have no weapons. Besides, this little bit of face is for Mr. Linghu. I hope you won't go too far."

The head bodyguard was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice coming through his earpiece. After grunting a few times, he stepped aside, his towering figure seemingly gesturing for him to step back. "Please!"

His duty was to protect the safety of the man inside; he didn't care about anything else.

Since the owner said it didn't matter, why should he worry about anything?

Lillian glanced at the bodyguards, a hint of disdain on her lips: Even without weapons, I could take you all down in a minute.

He then swaggered into the core building of the manor, which was Linghu Buqi's area of ​​operation.

"What happened to this woman? Why has she changed so much? Or was she just pretending all along, fooling both Xia Weiwei and me?"

Gao Feng pondered with great curiosity.

Inside the manor, Linghu Buqi changed his clothes and, accompanied by his blonde secretary, met with Lillian.

The two sat down, and the secretary served them several cups of tea.

She couldn't understand why Linghu Buqi always served tea when entertaining outsiders, even though he clearly preferred red wine.

Lillian didn't say anything, but skillfully picked up the teacup, blew on it a few times, and pretended to be very professional.

Seeing this, Linghu Buqi tapped the armrest of the sofa with his right hand and asked thoughtfully, "Miss Ivanda, do you also know something about our Eastern tea ceremony?"

Ivanda, also known as Lillian, put down her teacup, smiled gently, and replied, "I wouldn't say I understand, I only know a little."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Buqi nodded and continued, "I don't like beating around the bush. If there's anything Miss Ivanda needs my help with, please just say so. If I can help, I will do my best; if I can't, then I'll have to ask Miss Ivanda to find someone else."

“Mr. Linghu can definitely help with some small matters.”

"Tell me about it!"

Ivanda, also known as Lillian, didn't speak, but glanced back and turned her neck slightly.

The burly men behind her immediately understood her intention.

Grabbing Linghu Buqi's blonde, beautiful woman, they left the reception room.

Before leaving, they even placed a small object at the door that looked like a human mine, but it was probably much more sophisticated.

Linghu Buqi glanced at the object and said dismissively, "Is Miss Ivanda worried about my place, or...?"

"Mr. Linghu, please don't misunderstand. It's always good to be cautious when you're traveling."

Linghu Buqi remained silent, leaning back on the sofa, crossing his legs, sipping the West Lake Longjing tea that had been air-freighted from China, and letting out a contented groan, "Delicious!"

Ivanda flicked a strand of her short hair behind her ear and asked with a smile, "Mr. Linghu, I heard that you are good friends with Xia Jiancheng, the founder of Bureau 303. I'd like to know, besides you guys, who else does he have close associates, or rather, has he kept any backup plans?"

Upon hearing Ivanda's words, Linghu Buqi's swaying legs paused. "Old Xia..."

Linghu Buqi's thoughts drifted back to those years, and Ivanda once again stirred up memories of their glorious past.

These memories filled him with pride, yet also with heartache and a touch of embarrassment.

"He definitely has direct relatives, the closest one should be his daughter, Xiao Wei... that child must be quite old, I remember she works at the Shanghai Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

"You mean Xia Weiwei, right?"

"Yes, she is Old Xia's only bloodline. If Old Xia has any backup plans, she should know something about them. However, I suggest you don't disturb her. She is just a little girl. She probably doesn't know about her father's plans and schemes back then, and she probably doesn't know as much as I do."

Perhaps he had thought of something, Linghu Buqi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

He was conflicted, unsure whether he should shift the focus of these people's attention to Xia Weiwei.

Theoretically speaking, Xia Weiwei is indeed Xia Jiancheng's only bloodline. If Xia Jiancheng had any backup plans, he should have left some clues for his daughter.

However, since Lao Xia was dead, Linghu Buqi felt a sense of loss, like a fox mourning the death of its kin.

He really didn't want Xia Weiwei to follow in her father's footsteps, so he ambiguously diverted some of Xia Weiwei's attention to himself.

“Mr. Linghu, you don’t need to cover for others. As for Xia Weiwei, I know her well and have dealt with her before. She doesn’t seem like the kind of person who knows a lot of things, so you can continue.”

Ivanda was not fooled.

Linghu Buqi had no idea of ​​her identity. If he knew that the woman in front of him had spent no less than 1,000 days and nights with Xia Weiwei, he probably wouldn't have taken it for granted that he was still protecting her.

"Oh? If that's the case, then Old Xia probably doesn't have any direct relatives."

"I know that even if you don't have direct relatives, you can still have your own loyal troops, like Mr. Linghu, someone you could entrust your back to back with?"