CHAPTER 329: CHAPTER 310 ANGEL

The soft knocking at the door interrupted the pilot’s work. He glanced at Hua Qingyi, pulled out a handgun, and walked towards the door.

"General!" The pilot swiftly opened the door, and a dark shadow fell onto him.

"Brother?" Hearing the pilot’s call, Hua Qingyi jumped up from the bed. In the corridor, a tall figure had slumped to the ground, and the pilot was hanging from the doorknob. Hua Qingyi hurried over to support Xiao Lin, carried him over to the bed, and couldn’t help but say, "Go get some food, and some wine!"

The pilot understood and left, closing the door behind him.

"Brother!" Hua Qingyi lifted Xiao Lin’s hair, the pallor of his face making his heart tighten. He hastily tore open his clothes, the blood-soaked lapel already congealing, and the old wound on his shoulder was severely torn: "Damn it, what on earth happened?"

A hand pushed away his reckless actions, and Xiao Lin turned slightly, his tightly closed eyes opening a crack!

"Quiet!" He was really noisy! Xiao Lin thought, breathing shallowly. The long-repressed internal energy was in chaos, making it difficult for him to think properly, and the shaking of his body caused his blood to surge, resulting in another mouthful of foul blood being spat out, splattering on Hua Qingyi.

Seeing Xiao Lin spit out the foul blood, Hua Qingyi dared not touch him anymore, silently standing by. From the luggage, he found incense and lit it, the medicinal fragrance gradually rising, waiting for Xiao Lin to wake. If the military doctor couldn’t fix himself, then truly no one could.

The clock on the wall gave an ancient sounding chime. The pilot had returned with the food and wine, sitting in front of the computer: "Young Master Hua, come and take a look."

Worriedly, Hua Qingyi walked back to the computer from Xiao Lin’s side, made a sound of surprise, and then said in a deep voice: "Erase all the data!"

After entering a series of characters and numbers on the keyboard, the pilot frowned tightly: "The opponent is a master!"

"How long can we delay?"

"The opponent can’t locate us for now, but for safety’s sake, we must leave soon." The pilot input another sequence of numbers on the screen, closed the laptop, then picked out an end of the wire: "Young Master Hua, please step back!"

The two wire ends connected, sparking a flame, and in less than a minute, the entire laptop turned into a piece of scrap metal, the metals melding and shrinking together.

"Brother!" Hua Qingyi walked back to Xiao Lin’s side, crouching down, eyes fixed on Xiao Lin’s bloodless lips: "We have to go now!"

"Young Master Hua, I will go handle the checkout procedures first. In the parking lot, I have prepared a new car for you. Wait for me at the main entrance." The pilot organized the other items: "General, he..."

"He’s alright!"

Hey, is it really nothing? Xiao Lin’s expression grew increasingly grave, smoke rising slowly from above his head, thick and unyielding. Layers of sweat peeled from his skin, making him look as if he had just been pulled from water.

It felt like waiting a century, Xiao Lin exhaled deeply, opened his hazy eyes: "We can go now!"

Grabbing the clothes Hua Qingyi had prepared, he walked into the bathroom. The person in the mirror still looked very frail. Xiao Lin wiped away the steam on the mirror, the old wound on his shoulder cleansed, the ugly scar extending across his skin. Although he hadn’t completely killed that Jun Zhe, he believed Jun Zhe would not wake up again. With such a master by Hassan’s side, is that person really Hassan? Wearing his clothes, he dripped a few drops of clear liquid from a small bottle onto the old clothes, then stepped out of the bathroom.

"Did you take care of everything?" The pilot had already come up to urge, and housekeeping staff awaited by the door.

"Mm!" Xiao Lin smiled at the staff: "Thank you for your trouble!"

A handsome face, a graceful smile, any objections would dissolve into nothing. The staff politely stepped aside, pushing a small cart into the room, tidying up the bathroom. There were some small water stains on the clean floor, even the used towels were placed in their rightful spots. Rarely had she met such well-mannered guests, tidying up while feeling lucky to encounter such a guest.

"Brother!"

"Where is Shaoqing?" Xiao Lin raised his left hand to stop Hua Qingyi: "Give me your phone."

"Why?" Despite his question, Hua Qingyi handed over his phone to Xiao Lin. With a snap, the brand-new phone was thrown out the window from over ten stories up.

"Boss, I just bought it less than two weeks ago." Watching his phone shoot across the sky like a meteor and then shatter to pieces in an unknown place, he clutched his chest, feeling exceptionally ’heartbroken’.

"You could just buy the entire company."

Getting into the car at the hotel’s entrance, the pilot immediately started the vehicle and drove onto the road.

"Pilot, find us a place."

"General, the best place at the moment is the Empress Palace," the pilot said.

"Empress Palace?" Xiao Lin raised an eyebrow, showing a bit of interest in the place.

"Some information about the Empress Palace was mentioned in the data from headquarters," the pilot slowly drove into a bend and then stopped in front of a mansion-like building. As he drove, the pilot continued, "Amman’s high society governs the game’s unspoken rules. The most famous is the jeweler Hassan, followed by the local tycoon Lei Mingyi. Besides them, there is the mysterious Fourth Master. The people behind the Empress Palace aren’t part of this high society, but intriguingly, they are taboo to it, and even the local government seems indulgent towards them, so..."

"How do you enter the Empress Palace?" Xiao Lin asked the question he was most concerned about.

The pilot chuckled, "The Empress Palace recognizes money, not people."

"Have you found the Young Master?" Xiao Lin suddenly asked Hua Qingyi beside him. Seeing Hua Qingyi’s infatuated look towards the Empress Palace, Xiao Lin gave him a hard punch: "What’s inside?"

"Angel, bro, even someone like you would be enchanted by her." Even after Xiao Lin punched him, Hua Qingyi remained infatuated with the Empress Palace, still looking captivated.

"Oh?"

Xiao Lin just smiled at Hua Qingyi’s exaggeration, but when he truly stood in front of the Angel, he felt the shock. Despite this, he wasn’t as foolish as Hua Qingyi.

"Brother, how about it?"

"It’s nice, but it lacks something compared to Xia Xue." While the Angel was beautiful and ethereal, almost otherworldly, Xiao Lin preferred the lively Xia Xue, who could laugh, cry, argue, and go crazy.

"Mr. Xiao, right?" A Middle Eastern man stood behind them, bowing at a thirty-degree angle, his dark face adorned with a professional smile. "The suite is ready. Do you need any other services?"

"Please prepare dinner for four and a bottle of thirty-year-old red wine."

"Certainly! Please follow me."

The Empress Palace has seven floors. Levels two to four are selection areas displaying women of various types from around the world. The Empress Palace guarantees that you’ll find a woman of your choice, which includes a special area for same-sex preferences.

Levels four to six contain private rooms for overnight guests, each uniquely decorated to cater to personal tastes. The seventh floor is not open to the public and is reserved for special guests, containing only five rooms.

The Middle Eastern man inserted a magnetic card into the slot, revealing a small door. After pressing the button for the seventh floor, he explained, "This elevator goes directly to the seventh floor. For any needs, use the in-room service system, and someone will attend to you." Then he handed the magnetic card to Xiao Lin, "Enjoy your stay."

The entire suite was equipped with voice control, divided into left and right zones with a common area and kitchen in between. After entering, Xiao Lin first said, "Pilot, check the room’s security system and pull up the Empress Palace’s escape routes and nearby terrain maps."

"Yes, General!"

"Qingyi, you take the left side, and I’ll take the right. Don’t miss anything," Xiao Lin said as he entered the right section, leaving no stone unturned.

"Brother, everything’s clear on my side."

"Hmm!" Xiao Lin found no issues either and looked at the pilot.

"The seventh floor is a standalone floor, with the escape route on the right as we entered." The pilot projected a 3D terrain map on a handheld device, making the escape path very clear to Xiao Lin: "To the left of the Empress Palace is a large shopping mall with level six access. To the right are business buildings, with a two-meter gap in between."

"Help me investigate someone—Chopin!" Gazing at the bustling street below, Xiao Lin looked out the window. "I want his whole background."

"Brother, did you meet Chopin?"

"Yes, at Hassan’s residence!"

"Chopin, a Chinese-American musical genius and Xiao Group heir. Father: Xiao Ling, Mother: Zhang Zhihua. He debuted domestically at twelve and broke into the international market at thirteen, but..." The pilot looked puzzled at the screen, "there’s no record after that."

"Moth is in the Middle East, preparing arms and medical supplies for someone called Fourth Master. His contact, Old Ma, is a middleman, with Hassan as his distributor."

"Fourth Master?"

"Fourth Master is a notoriously enigmatic figure locally, his age and gender unknown, wealthier than Hassan. Moth is a wanted figure by Dragon Soul. Just as I was tracing back to Fourth Master, a group disrupted the deal, and I followed Old Ma to a mountaintop retreat where I met Chopin! Previously, I had seen Chopin very close to Hassan, but I hadn’t expected this connection. I don’t think Hassan is just one person. In the retreat, there was another who looked similar but had a different temperament. However, I’m not sure if they’re two different people." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)