About five minutes had passed when the elevator finally came to a halt, the doors opened, revealing the scenery of the underground base.
In front of them was an enormous, luxurious palace, resplendent in gold, radiating nobility at every corner.
At a glance, it was at least the size of a dozen basketball courts, if not larger.
Zhou Pengfei walked with an expressionless face, coldly selecting a passage to follow.
The middle-aged housekeeper kept close behind him.
The black-clad guards lining the corridor stood even straighter as Zhou Pengfei passed, as though a "big shot" had graced them with his presence.
After meandering through corridors for about a quarter of an hour,
Zhou Pengfei entered a room extravagant and noble, sitting on a tiger skin sofa, savoring a ’69 vintage of premium Lafite in his hand. This kind of wine wasn’t something you could buy simply with money; one had to have a certain status to enjoy it.
Moreover, each bottle of ’69 Lafite commanded a price of a million US dollars on the black market, truly a sky-high figure.
"Spill it, what have my three dear brothers been up to while I wasn’t around?" Zhou Pengfei said indifferently.
Kneeling across from him was a figure in black, their entire body enshrouded in a black robe, revealing only a pair of eyes.
"Reporting to the master, the eldest young master and the second have been behaving properly, advancing cautiously in their endeavors. However, the third young master has recently taken a liking to a girl and has tried every trick in the book, yet he still hasn’t succeeded in winning her over," the hoarse voice of the figure in black reported.
He drew out some photographs from his chest and respectfully placed them on the coffee table.
Setting down his wine glass, Zhou Pengfei casually picked up the photographs.
"Why is it her!" Zhou Pengfei was taken aback upon seeing the girl in the photo.
The girl in the photo was none other than Cheng Qingsu!
Although Zhou Pengfei had never met Cheng Qingsu, he had long thoroughly investigated Cheng Tianxue’s family background.
In his hands, of course, he had information on Miss Cheng Qingsu.
Frowning, Zhou Pengfei began to look through the photos one by one.
"Hmm? Zhang Xiaohao? What’s he doing here?" Zhou Pengfei wondered suspiciously when he came across the last few photos. Follow current novᴇls on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵
"What’s the story with this guy?"
"To reply to the master, this man appeared just this morning. The third young master got into a big fight over the girl and even placed a bet of five hundred million US dollars, but lost!" the figure in black said.
"Heh heh! My third brother is still as foolish as ever! With his status and resources, he can’t even handle one girl—what a dumb pig!" Zhou Pengfei sneered.
Behind him, the middle-aged housekeeper thought bitterly, "You’re a dumb pig, too! With so many generous resources thrown at it, you still can’t even enter the Cheng family’s door. Truly like brother, like brother!"
Of course, the housekeeper would never dare to utter these thoughts aloud.
"By the way, master, this man named Zhang Xiaohao caused a big scene at a bar last night. The henchmen the third young master sent were also killed by him! I think the third young master now realizes that this man, who’s stealing his girl, is the very same person he’s been ordered to kill," the figure in black added after a moment’s thought.
"Is that so? Well then, let’s stoke the flames a bit more! Let my dear third brother and him fight like dogs," Zhou Pengfei said darkly.
A few minutes later, the figure in black left.
Playing with the wine in his hand, Zhou Pengfei looked up at the ceiling and said with relish, "The blood sacrifice is the day after tomorrow, and knowing my third brother’s temperament, he won’t be able to resist such a supreme woman. Surely, he will act rashly and snatch away Cheng Qingsu, have his way with her a dozen times before using her for the sacrifice! Heh heh, Cheng Tianxue, I may not be able to have you for now, but I’ll have your sister to savor first. I imagine it’ll be quite delightful! I’m truly looking forward to it!"
At this point, Zhou Pengfei paused, and boundless killing intent erupted from within him as he ordered, "Send the word down, notify the assassin guild. One hundred million US dollars for Zhang Xiaohao’s life! One hundred million US dollars for Cheng Qingsu herself! If all these can’t settle the matter, use our hidden strength and act after the assassin guild and my good third brother have failed. Zhang Xiaohao must be killed, and Cheng Qingsu captured! This must be done covertly, and should we need to abandon the plan, we can’t let my three dear brothers find out, do you understand?"
Having said this, an icy and boundless murderous aura shot from Zhou Pengfei’s cold eyes.
"Yes, Young Master! This old servant understands," the middle-aged housekeeper replied respectfully and went down to give the orders.
In a secluded woodland.
Zhang Xiaohao threw the white-haired woman to the ground, flicked his fingers, and woke her up.
"Ah! It’s you! Where is Elder Wolf? Where is Elder Wolf?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao, the white-haired woman said in fear.
"Looking for that old lecher? He’s already dead!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
"What? Impossible! Elder Wolf is a super powerhouse of the Hundred Veins Realm! How could he possibly die?" the white-haired woman exclaimed in disbelief.
"Let me give you some good news; that old lecher is a real piece of work. He even wouldn’t leave your corpse alone, planning to have his way with you after you were dead!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You, you’re talking nonsense!"
"Believe it or not! Just spill everything you know obediently, and I can give you a quick end. If you force me to do it myself, heh, your death will be quite miserable," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"What do you want to do?" the white-haired woman asked in terror.
"It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Biting his index finger, he squeezed out a drop of blood. Exerting the Three Pure Daoist Skills, he cast the spell with a specific hand technique, and a unique light appeared in his eyes. He shouted loudly, "Enchanting Spell!"
Two beams of light shot into the white-haired woman’s eyes, and under the Enchanting Spell, she immediately became sluggish.
"I’m asking you! How did you learn about First-tier Sky?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"We don’t know anything about First-tier Sky!" the white-haired woman answered truthfully.
"You don’t know? Then why were you laying a trap there? Specifically waiting for me?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and said.
"Our trap wasn’t set for you! It was for a woman!" the white-haired woman said.
"What is her name?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Her name is Cheng Qingsu."
"How could it be her?" Zhang Xiaohao was deeply shocked, as a huge wave roared in his heart.
Gaining composure, he asked, "What has she done to you?"
"We suspect she has stolen S-class top-secret medical data," the white-haired woman replied.
"Could my little aunt be a 007 agent?" Zhang Xiaohao speculated to himself.
Recalling the time he carried her and the sudden burst and disappearance of formless True Qi when she ran amok, Zhang Xiaohao was seven or eight parts convinced.
"So you followed her, tracked her to the lakeside park, and then sealed off the area?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Hmm," the white-haired woman nodded.
"Tell me, what organization are you from?" Zhang Xiaohao asked in a deep voice.