Li Mucheng curled up in her room, clutching a fox mask in her arms, her body trembling as she stared at the smoke outside the window. It was impossible for someone her age not to be terrified in such a situation, but the moment Ye Feng's face flashed in her mind, her fear lessened slightly.
"Teacher... we made a promise. I will definitely wait for you..."
Suddenly, Li Mucheng remembered something—the tracker she used to locate Ye Feng was in her cabinet. All she had to do was retrieve it, and she could see where he was.
With this thought, she shakily stood up and took one step after another toward her bookshelf.
Outside, the sounds of gunfire and explosions echoed intermittently, accompanied by screams and shouts. Each noise was a mental torment for Li Mucheng.
Finally, after much effort, she reached the bookshelf. Just as she reached out to open the cabinet, the balcony door was kicked open with a loud bang. A man covered in wounds stood there, his crazed gaze fixed on the petrified Li Mucheng.
"Well, well, what a surprise!"
The intruder was none other than Bihu, a mercenary. Seeing Li Mucheng, who looked like a frightened rabbit, he flashed a sinister grin.
"Don't be scared, little girl. Just come with me quietly, and everything will be over~"
Li Mucheng recoiled in fear at Bihu's voice. Just then, Ah Fu, who had heard the commotion, rushed in with a gun in hand. The moment he saw Bihu, he realized the situation was dire—the enemy had already breached their defenses.
I must... I must protect the young miss!
Ah Fu exchanged a quick glance with the butler, who immediately understood and began guiding Li Mucheng to safety.
"Heh, now this is getting interesting."
Li Mucheng's escape seemed to amuse Bihu, and his sinister smile grew even more terrifying. In that instant, Ah Fu pulled the trigger.
With a loud "bang," Ah Fu held his breath, watching as the smoke slowly cleared. He had thought his shot had hit the crazed man, but there was no sign of him in the room. Ah Fu's heart sank—he realized Bihu might have slipped past him and was now chasing after Li Mucheng.
Just as Ah Fu took a few steps forward, another gunshot rang out, and the sound of a bullet whizzing past his ear followed.
Damn it! I fell for his trap!
Ah Fu tried to roll to the side to dodge the next bullet, but his body felt as if it had lost all strength. He looked down and saw blood seeping from his abdomen—he had been shot.
"This... this is bad..."
Ah Fu muttered weakly, the feeling of helplessness overwhelming him. In that moment, countless thoughts raced through his mind, but ultimately, he collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness. His final words were barely audible.
"Ye Feng... please..."
......
"Tap... tap... tap..."
Footsteps slowly passed by Ah Fu. It was Bihu, who had disappeared moments earlier.
"Tsk tsk tsk, now how should I proceed with some delightful torture?"
Just as Bihu pulled out a dagger and moved it toward Ah Fu's neck, an elderly voice called out from behind him.
"Bihu, that's enough. Focus on the mission."
The excitement in Bihu's eyes faded the moment he heard the old man's voice. He stood up, tilting his head to look at the elder.
"Old man, do you know the worst thing to do when a hunter is about to feast? If you keep yapping like a broken record, I might just add you to my list of prey~"
"Oh? So you let the target escape for the sake of fun? I suppose the boss should hear about this."
At the mention of the boss, Bihu's body instinctively trembled, and his earlier arrogance vanished.
"Alright, alright, I'll go after her. Just don't tell the boss, okay?"
"Hurry up. The signal jamming on Mei'er's side is about to fail. We need to evacuate quickly."
"Tsk..."
In the blink of an eye, Bihu was gone, leaving the old man standing alone.
The old man glanced back at Li Mucheng's room, ensuring nothing was out of place, before leaving as well...
......
"What! Is there really no one who can contact headquarters?"
A security officer wearing a bulletproof helmet shouted in frustration at the communications officer, his face filled with worry as he looked toward the direction of the ongoing gunfire within the estate.
"Captain, I don't know either! All electronic devices are down. We never expected them to come around from the mountain path by the sea. The road to the city is blocked, and they've got snipers. Our men can't break through!"
The communications officer's expression was equally fearful. Despite their excellent training, they hadn't lasted more than a few rounds. Morale had completely collapsed. The team sent in to protect Li Mucheng had gone silent—this was nothing short of a massacre...
"Boom!"
Meanwhile, a car was speeding toward the estate from the mountains. In the backseat, Ye Feng heard the explosions and gunfire echoing from the hills. The situation was clearly dire.
"Damn it!"
The driver suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the screech of tires filled the air as the car came to a halt on the road.
"What's wrong?"
"Mr. Ye, the road ahead is blocked. Rocks from the mountain have fallen and blocked the path."
"It's deliberate. Driver, please turn the car around. I'll get out here."
"Are you sure, Mr. Ye? Shouldn't we wait for CEO Su's people to arrive?"
"No... if we wait any longer, it'll be too late."
Without hesitation, Ye Feng opened the car door and began walking down the road toward the estate.
"Be careful, Mr. Ye!"
The driver started the engine and prepared to head back to find more help. A few minutes after driving downhill, he glanced at the side mirror and caught a glimpse of a black figure moving up the mountain. From his perspective, it seemed to be a woman, but when he blinked, the figure was gone.
"Strange... was I just seeing things?"

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