Wu Xiong's eyes were burning with an intense flame, a flame of deception and revenge.

After a moment of silence, Wu Xiong finally spoke, "I admit that I deserve to die, that my death is overdue, but I don't want to die in disgrace like this. I want to atone for what I've done. I've let down my father and grandfather; I don't deserve to be born into a heroic family. I don't wish to become a hero, but can you execute me secretly? I can't tarnish the reputation of this heroic family."

Lin Chen took a deep breath. The reason he hadn't used Soul Capture was precisely because he hoped Wu Xiong would repent. Although it wouldn't change anything, he could at least give Old Dragon an explanation.

Wu Xiong's grandfather was one of the founders of the Dragon Group. To eradicate the dark forces threatening China, he infiltrated Southeast Asia alone. In the end, relying solely on his own strength, he wiped out that dark force. Despite being seriously injured, he detonated explosives and perished along with the leader of the dark forces.

His father was also a hero. During an undercover operation, a traitor betrayed him, revealing his identity, and he died tragically at the hands of the enemy.

Unfortunately, Wu Xiong went astray because of a woman and embarked on a path of no return.

"I can agree to your request, but I hope you mean what you say. Don't bring shame to the heroic family," Lin Chen said sternly.

Wu Xiong nodded, "Don't worry, I've already resolved to die. All I can do now is atone."

As it turned out, Wu Xiong had always been in direct contact with the Qin family's steward. Whenever there was a task, the steward would contact him.

Last time, Wu Xiong told the Qin family's steward about Xiaohua and their operation plan, which led to the other party being prepared and laying an ambush.

To obscure the truth, Wu Xiong played a trick, making everyone believe Zhao Xiaohua and the team were blown up. In fact, no one thought that a day before, Zhao Xiaohua's squad had already been wiped out.

"Do you know where Zhao Xiaohua is being held?" Lin Chen asked in a deep voice.

"I was only responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, so I don't know much about what happened that day. But I can be certain Zhao Xiaohua is not dead because I heard from the Qin family steward that keeping Zhao Xiaohua alive is important," Wu Xiong said.

Lin Chen frowned, surprised at how cunning the Qin family was; even Wu Xiong only knew a little.

Wu Xiong continued, "Although I don't know much, this Qin family steward must know a lot. If we catch him, it could lead to a big breakthrough."

"The Qin family's steward?" Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wu Xiong nodded, "The Qin family steward is named Qin An, about seventy years old. This old man is very cunning and extremely cautious when dealing with me, never saying anything more than necessary."

"You mean to lure him out and then capture and interrogate him?" Lin Chen asked, looking at Wu Xiong.

"That's right, Qin An is waiting for my news. Once I succeed, he will meet with me, which will be the best time to catch him," Wu Xiong said.

Lin Chen nodded, "Let's do as you say."

Early the next morning, Wu Xiong dialed Qin An's number.

Actually, the Qin family was more anxious than Wu Xiong.

Although Zhang Tian didn't know much, many accounts were transferred by the Qin family, which could potentially leave traces for Lin Chen to discover, something the Qin family didn't want to see.

Only with Zhang Tian dead and then dealing with Wu Xiong would the matter come to a close.

When the call connected, Qin An anxiously asked, "How is it going?"

Wu Xiong smiled, "It's all done. Are mine and Hong Ling's passports ready?"

"Don't worry, they were prepared a long time ago," Qin An breathed a sigh of relief.

"When can I leave?" Wu Xiong asked.

"Tonight, I'll arrange for you and Hong Ling to leave," Qin An said.

"Alright, where should we meet?" Wu Xiong asked.

"The usual place," Qin An replied with a smile.

"Good. Although Zhang Tian is dead, it seems he said some things he shouldn't have," Wu Xiong suddenly said.

"What, what did he say?" Qin An's expression changed.

"It's not good to say over the phone; let's discuss it in person," Wu Xiong said.

Qin An frowned. He hadn't planned to go tonight; he initially intended for the assassin to get rid of Wu Xiong. But what Wu Xiong said piqued his interest.

"Damn it, I'll make another trip tonight," Qin An muttered, eyes flashing coldly.

By his side, Hong Ling coquettishly leaned on him, "An Ye, are you going to deal with Wu Xiong?"

"What? Can't bear it?" Qin An laughed, wrapping his arm around Hong Ling's waist.

"I've been tired of that fool for a long time," Hong Ling sneered.

Qin An nodded, "Since that's the case, you might as well send him on his way yourself."

"Alright then, I'll make sure he dies happily," Hong Ling sneered.

Lin Chen looked at Wu Xiong and shook his head, "If you used your wit for the right path, you would surely be an outstanding Dragon Group agent."

Wu Xiong smiled bitterly, "What's the use of saying this now? I just hope to contribute before I die."

Lin Chen looked at Wu Xiong and said, "If you perform well, you may not necessarily die, considering you're a hero's descendant."

"Precisely because I am a hero's descendant, I deserve to die more," Wu Xiong said, taking a deep breath.

Lin Chen signaled to a guard, who unlocked Wu Xiong's handcuffs and shackles.

Wu Xiong moved his hands and feet and gritted his teeth, "Lin Chen, remember your words. I don't want to be a hero. Tell my mom I died in battle after I die."

Thinking of his mother, Wu Xiong couldn't hold back his tears.

Lin Chen watched this scene and shook his head helplessly. If only he had known this earlier.

Wu Xiong got into the car. With Dommy posing as an orderly sitting next to him, constantly monitoring him.

Though Wu Xiong spoke well, since Lin Chen hadn't used Soul Capture on him, who knew if he would suddenly defect and run?

But with Dommy there, it was virtually fail-proof.

Dommy's strength made it nearly impossible for even ten Wu Xiongs to escape.

At seven in the evening, Wu Xiong arrived on time at a clubhouse in the west of the city.

This clubhouse was very secretive, located in a farmhouse courtyard. If you didn't enter the narrow alley, you wouldn't expect such a luxuriously furnished place to be hidden here.

At this moment, in a private room, Qin An paced back and forth, displaying a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Old An, what are you worried about? Zhang Tian is dead, and if we take care of Wu Xiong later, this matter will end without anyone knowing," Hong Ling sneered.

Qin An took a deep breath, "This Wu Xiong is very cunning. Be careful when you make your move. Don't make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, he won't guard against me. Dying under my skirt is his honor," Hong Ling sneered.