Back at the hotel, Li Jia lay on the bed holding a photo of herself and Ai Xiaoyue taken in Piazzale Michelangelo. Ai Xiaoyue playfully jumped up and hung on Li Jia's shoulder, a happy smile on her face. The timing of the photo was excellent.
"Goodbye, little sister. I'll come back to see you when I have time." Li Jia put away the photos, then lay down and slowly fell asleep. He slept very soundly that night, sleeping until dawn. After washing up, Li Jia tidied his clothes and left the hotel feeling relaxed.
At Florence Peretola Airport, Li Jia was about to board a flight that transited through Rome before transferring to China. She sat alone in the airport waiting hall, scrolling through her phone, hoping to receive a call from Ai Xiaoyue.
Strangely enough, ever since Li Jia sent Xiao Yue back yesterday, she had a premonition that she wouldn't just leave Florence and return home so easily. She felt like something was going to happen, and this feeling grew stronger as she sat in the airport. Just as she was flipping through her phone, it rang!
"Big brother, something's happened!" Before Li Jia could even speak, Ai Xiaoyue's urgent voice came through the phone, her voice trembling with tears. Li Jia quickly asked, "What happened? Don't panic, tell me slowly!"
"Dad Ai is dead! Dad Ai has been murdered!" As soon as Ai Xiaoyue finished speaking, Li Jia immediately stood up. "I'll be there right away, wait for me!" After saying that, she hung up the phone, then quickly walked out of the airport, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the Dragon Dance Club's small manor.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the small manor, Li Jia saw a crowd of people coming and going, each with an expression of anger or regret on their face, and the atmosphere of the entire manor was extremely oppressive!
"Mr. Li, is that right? Miss is waiting for you inside. Please come in quickly!" A young man standing at the door saw Li Jia get out of the car and immediately came up to her. He spoke to Li Jia with a grim expression, then turned and led the way into the manor.
Upon entering the villa, before even reaching Ai Sihai's living room, Li Jia's keen nose detected a faint, lingering scent of blood in the air. After walking a few quick steps, she arrived at the room where she had previously met Ai Sihai. The scene inside allowed Li Jia to immediately discern the gist of the matter.
Ai Xiaoyue was lying on top of Ai Sihai, who was covered in blood on the sofa. No one could get close. Ai Xiaoyue was almost frantically preventing anyone from approaching Ai Sihai's body. On the other side, a henchman with blood at the corner of his mouth was kneeling. Upon closer inspection, Li Jia recognized him as one of Da Hu's subordinates, one of the two henchmen who had followed Ai Xiaoyue back to Florence.
"Xiaoyue, don't cry. The person is already dead. Please accept my condolences. What happened?" Although she already knew the truth, Li Jia still asked, "This traitor, while the Dragon King was receiving him, suddenly... You also came from Falcon. Teacher Riley is one of only two instructors in the training camp who received training from the Amazon Death Kiss Training Camp. The other one is Instructor Drunkard. They are the most respected instructors in the entire camp!" After hearing Li Jia's explanation, Xiaolong suddenly understood. It wasn't surprising that Li Jia, like him, came from the training camp. However, he didn't know that Li Jia's words had another layer of meaning.
"The Amazonian Death Kiss?" Li Jia was taken aback upon hearing this familiar name...
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