Yang Liang paused for a moment, his brain once again kicking into overdrive.

Operation failed.

Yang Liang had to admit one thing: Lin Li's damn kid's protective shell was sometimes a bit too hard.

For a normal person, keeping up with Lin Li was still too much to ask.

"Lin Li, so... what... do you mean by 'you were just about to suggest that'?" Yang Liang, having failed to think it through, chose to ask Lin Li directly.

"Prostitution is wrong. That friend of mine has been deeply mired in this path for too long. His body, mind, and brain have all been severely damaged. I must make him turn back. So, Uncle Yang, I will find an opportunity for you to catch him. I will destroy my own kin for the sake of righteousness!"

Lin Li, representing justice, spoke loudly.

Yang Liang: "..."

"I don't know what kind of friend you've made... but your friend has made a good friend," Yang Liang found it hard to comment, but he ultimately chose to encourage him.

"This is what I should do," Lin Li said with some modesty.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your message. I need to make preparations on my end too. Be careful on your side, remember not to cross the line, and record the audio as evidence like last time. Although you're an undercover agent, you can't just do whatever you want," Yang Liang said with some weakness.

Chatting with Lin Li was truly not an easy task. It seemed to consume one's lifespan.

"Didn't you say you'd be lenient last time?"

"That's on the premise that you're really forced!" Yang Liang said heavily.

"Alright."

"I just heard a hint of regret in your voice, didn't I?" Yang Liang's mouth twitched slightly.

"Haha, how could that be? Okay, Uncle, you go ahead and get busy. I'm hanging up."

"Mm."

"Master, how much longer?" After hanging up the phone, Lin Li asked the driver.

"About twenty minutes. If there's no traffic, it'll be fifteen minutes," the driver replied upon hearing him.

"Okay."

Seeing that Lin Li had no intention of making small talk, the driver continued to drive.

In China, the customer is king when taking a taxi. But if you use Uber abroad, the driver might even give you a bad rating in the two-way evaluation just because you didn't greet him when you got in the car. After your rating drops, you won't be able to get a car. The customer, in a reversal of roles, becomes the grandson.

Precisely because the driver was present, many things were not convenient to say. Lin Li and Bai Bufan didn't chat and were silent all the way.

"We're here."

The car arrived.

"Thank you, master."

The two got out of the car.

The name of Tianhong was not far away. At night, the lights were extremely conspicuous.

"We're about to be arrested. How do you feel?" Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan next to him and asked.

"I need to take a shit," Bai Bufan turned his head and said frankly.

Lin Li: "?"

It kind of ruined the atmosphere.

"Lin Li, I'm starting to get a little nervous. It's like I'm about to run a thousand meters," Bai Bufan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and placed his hand on Lin Li's shoulder. "I'm afraid I won't perform well."

"Who asked you to perform? Is there a possibility that you won't even have a chance to perform?" Lin Li's face was a little speechless.

"No, no, I'm not even thinking about that right now. I'm worried that my cover as an undercover agent will be blown," Bai Bufan's face was still a little anxious, his hand restlessly rubbing Lin Li's shoulder. "How about... you go in by yourself later? I'll watch from the outside. When your uncle comes, we can coordinate from the inside and outside."

"Don't be a cowardly lizard! We're already here, what's the point of not going in? You have to go in! Just pretend you're at a regular massage parlor. Just go in and wait for a massage or a foot bath."

With a mission at hand, Bai Bufan was not allowed to be unruly.

Lin Li's expression suddenly turned cold, not because of Bai Bufan's change of heart, but because: "You damn Bai Bufan, can you not wipe your hand sweat on my clothes?"

This bastard's hand on his shoulder had been wiping and wiping. Lin Li had only just realized what he was doing.

"My clothes are new..." The discovered Bai Bufan sheepishly withdrew his hand, then took several deep breaths, and finally nodded heavily. He didn't know if he was saying it to himself or to Lin Li, "Then I'll leave it all to you."

[Lin Li: Uncle, I'm at the entrance of Tianhong.]

[Yang Liang: It will take us at least twenty-five minutes to get there. After twenty-five minutes, after you send the message, we can arrive and control Tianhong within two minutes. I recommend you wait twenty-five minutes before going in.]

[Lin Li: It's fine, Uncle. There are still procedures to go through after I go in. I'll send you a message later.]

After confirming this information, Lin Li pushed open the door of Tianhong and walked in.

The receptionist today was actually still Little Wen, which made things even simpler.

As expected, when Little Wen saw Lin Li, she immediately waved at him.

"Bufan, you're finally here~"

"Hey! Sister Little Wen, it's me, Bufan."

This conversation gave Lin Li a warm feeling of coming home, making him feel at home. So Lin Li smiled and walked over.

This conversation gave Bai Bufan a heaven-defying feeling of wanting to curse Lin Li's virtual horse. Is that your name to be answering to? But Bai Bufan still smiled and followed behind Lin Li.

"Is this the good brother you mentioned before?" Little Wen also noticed Bai Bufan and asked.

"Hello, Sister Little Zhou. My name is Little Wen," Bai Bufan immediately stood at attention like a young man from Xiling Town upon hearing this, then saluted and replied to Little Wen.

Little Wen: "?"

Your name is Little Wen, then what's my name?

"He's a little nervous. Sister Little Wen, you should be able to understand. As for what to call him, just call him Little Zhou," Lin Li smiled and explained for Bai Bufan.

"Is Little Zhou still a virgin?" Little Wen said with a smile. "In that case, should we prepare a red envelope for him?"

Some chicken farms would give a small red envelope to a brand new, unopened, genuine customer. The money inside wasn't much, probably for good luck. Different amounts represented different meanings, but Lin Li didn't know much about this.

Traditional culture is broad and profound!

One still needs to learn until old age.

Seeing Bai Bufan stammer and not speak, Little Wen stopped teasing him and said to Lin Li, "We've been saving a spot for you. But, Bufan, usually this kind of thing is for single rooms. Are you two getting two small private rooms or..."

Bai Bufan suddenly punched Lin Li in the back upon hearing this.

"My friend is like this. I'm not at ease leaving him alone. Let's get a double room, Sister Little Wen," Lin Li kept this punch in his heart and said to Little Wen.

"Bufan, although we all have our own reasons for being in this shady business, we also have our own dignity..."

"Adding money is no problem, Sister Little Wen."

Because he had heard this kind of talk once before, Lin Li interrupted Little Wen before she could finish.

"Okay, then that's really no problem. But you can't mix and match. Our shop can at most accept you two having individual battles on opposite sides of the same room, but we don't accept group battles, not even with extra money," Little Wen was very satisfied with Lin Li's astuteness. After nodding, she emphasized to him again.

"Sister Little Wen, you're also overthinking it. The two of us are actually just here today to find a tutor to help us with some tutoring. We're not planning to take an exam. Look at my friend, can he take an exam?" Lin Li said with a smile. "Of course, maybe we'll get carried away and add another hour."

"Haha, you're not wrong. Then we can't give you the red envelope. Alright, you two can go straight to the room. 107, Rou Shui Pavilion. Here, just walk this way and you'll see it. Do you need me to take you there?" Little Wen nodded with an "I get it, I get it" expression. After operating on the computer for a while, she said to the two of them.

"Okay, no need. We'll find it ourselves first. Thank you, Sister Little Wen," without a madam to lead the way, it was also more comfortable. Lin Li waved his hand and walked in the direction Little Wen had pointed.

Bai Bufan followed closely behind.

"This thing is really like a thousand-meter run. It's most tense before it starts. Now that it's already started, I don't feel much," Bai Bufan muttered to Lin Li in front of him.

Then he bumped into Lin Li's back.

"Are we there?" Bai Bufan asked.

Lin Li didn't answer, his face facing forward.

Bai Bufan was a little puzzled. He stuck his head out to see what was in front.

A radiant Xue Jian, holding a woman's hand, stood at the end of the hallway.

Their gazes met.

(End of Chapter)