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After noticing the change in Han Zifeng, Lu Tianxing didn’t continue with the topic but instead shifted it, saying, ”Alright, Third Young Master Han, you don’t need to overthink things. If there’s nothing pressing, why not accompany me for a walk to Yama Palace?”

Since Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei were not at the villa, staying there alone seemed meaningless. Instead, it would be better to visit Yama Palace and also organize plans for tomorrow.

”Sure, Boss, let’s go then!” Han Zifeng nodded in agreement.

Lu Tianxing didn’t say another word, and instead, leading the way with Han Zifeng following closely behind, they left the villa.

...

At Yama Palace’s Sky Dragon Club.

Last night, Bai Qiao Mountain was attacked and kidnapped by someone, prompting Rose to angrily release a massive bounty, offering a reward for the lives of everyone in the Tang Family. The news spread rapidly across China after fermenting overnight, alarming countless people, and naturally reaching Beijing.

Regarding this piece of news, Lin Yafei knew about it last night. However, when Lu Tianxing brought Bai Zhiqing back, Lin Yafei chose not to inform Bai Zhiqing about it. After all, Bai Zhiqing had already been through a thrilling ordeal last night, and if she learned about her grandfather’s near-kidnapping, she would be as anxious as ants on a hot pan, unable to rest well all night.

Therefore, Lin Yafei chose to hide the events in Modu from Bai Zhiqing and withheld the information until this morning, after arriving at Yama Palace headquarters at Sky Dragon Club. Only once Bai Zhiqing’s emotions had stabilized did Lin Yafei inform her about the events in Modu last night.

After hearing Lin Yafei’s account, Bai Zhiqing paused in shock and slowly came to her senses.

Even upon regaining composure, Bai Zhiqing still felt a lingering sense of anxiety. If Bai Qiao Mountain had indeed been captured, and she fell into Tang Qingyun’s hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After a long time, once she regained her composure, Bai Zhiqing collected herself and hastily picked up her phone to call Bai Qiao Mountain, wanting to confirm whether her grandfather was truly safe.

When her call went through, Bai Zhiqing, without hesitation, immediately inquired with genuine concern that was almost unmasked in her tone.

Meanwhile, Lin Yafei leisurely lay on the sofa, eating grapes, quietly watching Bai Zhiqing on the phone.

”Grandpa, are you really alright? You mustn’t deceive me!”

Upon hearing Bai Qiao Mountain’s assurance of his safety, Bai Zhiqing maintained strong concern in her voice, afraid Bai Qiao Mountain was staying in Beijing, reluctant to distract her, and might use lies to deceive her.

”Zhiqing, rest assured, years ago, your grandpa survived the hail of bullets, and a mere petty thief couldn’t possibly harm me now. You should remain at ease in Beijing, don’t mind me; I’m perfectly fine.”

Bai Qiao Mountain’s voice was as full and robust as usual, proudly resonant.

Hearing Bai Qiao Mountain’s reaffirmation of his well-being, Bai Zhiqing finally let her heart drop back to her chest from her throat.

”Zhiqing, how are things in Beijing for you? Have you encountered any trouble?” Bai Qiao Mountain suddenly asked.

Stunned by Bai Qiao Mountain’s words, Bai Zhiqing was momentarily bewildered but soon responded, ”Grandpa, everything is fine, nothing is happening in Beijing. Everything is under control; you can relax.”

”Good, as long as that’s the case.”

Bai Qiao Mountain’s voice came through the phone, without further inquiry. He knew very well that Bai Zhiqing’s reassurance aimed to prevent him from worrying. After all, Beijing was now akin to a dragon’s den, shrouded in danger; a misstep could lead to catastrophe. Absence of danger seemed improbable.

Bai Qiao Mountain deeply inhaled and said again, ”Zhiqing, I’m not sure if Tianxing is by your side. If he’s not, convey a message for me: tell Tianxing never to push himself too hard regardless of the situation, keeping himself alive is paramount. Without life, everything is lost. Only being alive yields hope, retaining the green hills ensures firewood will never run out.”

”I understand, Grandpa. Once I return, I’ll tell Tianxing,” Bai Zhiqing softly replied.

”Good, that’s reassuring.”

Bai Qiao Mountain lightly nodded, adding, ”Alright, Zhiqing, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up for now. Your grandfather invited me to a game of chess, and I can’t be late. I’m going to end the call now.”

”Alright!”

After hanging up with Bai Qiao Mountain, Bai Zhiqing directed her gaze at Lin Yafei, saying, ”Lin Demon, didn’t you say you’d show me Yama Palace? Let’s go, take me there.”

”Not right now.”

”Why not?”

Lin Yafei glanced at Bai Zhiqing’s expression, a gleam flashing deep in her eyes, and replied, ”I just received a call from your man saying he’s coming over too. Let’s wait here for him, then go together.”

Hearing Lin Yafei’s remark, Bai Zhiqing nodded slightly without further comment.

...

Meanwhile, as Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei awaited Lu Tianxing’s arrival, near Wangfujing in Beijing, at a place called Lanye Private Club.

Lanye Club is a standard women’s club, and its customers are exclusively women, with no men.

Of course, it’s not that Lanye Private Club refuses male customers, it simply rarely sees them. Even when men visit, they are usually accompanied by women, and most of these men are mere pretty faces.

But today was different; a handsome, mountain-like figure of a man graced this place.

The man had barely entered Lanye Private Club when a woman, exuding allure and maturity, swiftly approached him, as if she had been specifically waiting for his arrival.

”Young Master Tang, you’re here. Miss Zhihua is already waiting for you in the VIP room.”

The man who entered Lanye Private Club was none other than Tang Qingyun.

Without any change in expression, Tang Qingyun scanned the surroundings and merely nodded, ”Lead me there.”

The woman quickly gestured invitingly, ”Young Master Tang, please follow me!”

Leading the way with a serpentine gait, she guided him.

Tang Qingyun paid no attention to the woman’s movement, his eyes set straight ahead, thoughts swirling with recollections of this morning’s foreign call, pondering its reason for arranging a meeting at Lanye Private Club.