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"It's no use... That bastard is incredibly strange! His skills are ridiculously high, even Blade listens to him! Last time I paid a lot of money to hire someone, but even driving a dump truck couldn't kill him, and they even got blamed on me! Assassinate him?"
The chances of success are too low, the risks are too great! If we fail, we'll be exposed immediately and face annihilation!

He thought Xie Yuting was talking about assassinating Qin Luo, which he considered utterly absurd and a death wish.

Xie Yuting slowly shook her head, swallowed the apple in her mouth, and her eyes, in the dim light, were as cold as a viper's forked tongue.

"Do not."

She spoke, her voice not loud, but carrying a chilling, sinister quality.

"It's not about killing Qin Luo."

She paused, her gaze like an icicle piercing Prince Hui.

"It's to kill—Qiu Qinyun."

"what?!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Prince Hui suddenly jumped back and crashed into the broken cabinet behind him with a loud bang.

He stared wide-eyed at Xie Yuting in disbelief, as if he had just hallucinated.

"What...what did you say?! Kill...kill who?!"

His voice changed, filled with shock and a hint of absurdity.

"Qiu Qinyun. Your mother."

Xie Yuting repeated herself clearly, word by word, her tone as calm as if she were talking about what to eat tonight, but every word was filled with a chilling coldness.

"She must die."

"Are you crazy?!"

Prince Hui finally reacted and let out a furious roar that echoed through the empty villa.

"That's my mother! You want me to kill my mother?! Xie Yuting! What are you up to?! Richuan! You just watch her spout nonsense?!"

In the corner, Hikawa Okazaka finally opened his eyes, his gaze indifferent, showing no reaction, as if he were just a spectator.

Xie Yuting remained unmoved by Prince Hui's rage. She put down the apple and the fruit knife, stood up, and walked up to Prince Hui.

She was only up to Prince Hui's shoulder in height, but her icy aura made the enraged Prince Hui gasp for breath.

"Young Master Hui, don't you understand?"

Xie Yuting's voice was very low, carrying a calm and ruthless quality as she analyzed the game.

"My original plan with Mr. Richuan was to help your mother, Qiu Qinyun, defeat An Ruoxi and inherit the Anbang Group. Then..."

Her eyes were sharp as knives.

"At the right time, let Qiu Qinyun die 'accidentally.' You, as her only son, will naturally take over the entire Anbang Group. At that time, you will appear to be living a life of great prestige, but in reality, you will be our puppet. The real control of Anbang Group will be in our hands."

When Xie Yuting calmly revealed this blatant conspiracy, Prince Hui felt a chill run down his spine, and his teeth began to chatter.

He then realized that he had let a wolf into his house; his so-called "helper" had been aiming to devour the entire Anbang from the very beginning!

“However,” Xie Yuting’s tone shifted, becoming slightly annoyed and icy.

"Qin Luo's appearance has disrupted all our plans. He not only took the largest share, but his identity is also a mystery, and his methods are unfathomable. Now, Qiu Qinyun is in dire straits herself, and even wants to send you away, her last 'bargain' and 'hope,' to save your life."

She took a step closer, almost whispering in Prince Hui's ear, and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Once you leave Fuzhou, lose your status and background as the Crown Prince of Anbang, and go into exile overseas, you will be completely useless to us. Do I need to remind you what will happen to a worthless piece of trash?"

Prince Hui felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He could clearly feel the undisguised murderous intent in Xie Yuting's words.

"Therefore, we cannot leave."

Xie Yuting took a half step back, and her voice became clear again.

"Not only can we not leave, we must fight back. And the first step in the fight back is to eliminate Qiu Qinyun, who is already timid, wants to retreat, and may even become a burden."

A calculating glint flashed in her eyes.

“Kill Qiu Qinyun, and then… frame Qin Luo. We can do it flawlessly, leaving behind ‘evidence’ pointing to Qin Luo. Qiu Qinyun has been operating in Anbang for many years and has many trusted subordinates, especially Zhao Yong, who is extremely loyal to her.”

Once they are convinced that Qin Luo killed Qiu Qinyun, they will undoubtedly unite in their hatred and spare no effort to avenge Qiu Qinyun, waging war against Qin Luo!

"At that time, Anbang will be in turmoil, with Qiu Qinyun's former subordinates clashing with Qin Luo and An Ruoxi's forces. And we..."

Xie Yuting's lips curled into a cold, sinister smile.

"You can provide covert assistance, intelligence, and even step in at crucial moments to help them 'get rid of' Qin Luo and An Ruoxi. At that time, Anbang will be leaderless and its remaining forces will be severely weakened. Then you can step forward as the Crown Prince to 'avenge your mother and restore order,' clean up the mess, and take over Anbang in a perfectly legitimate manner!"

She looked at Prince Hui, whose face was pale and whose eyes were filled with intense struggle, and offered him one last temptation.

"In as little as ten days or as long as half a month, the entire Anbang Group will be back in your hands."

You are still the Crown Prince of Mindu, no, the King of Mindu! Will you continue to be a stray dog ​​hiding in the shadows, constantly at risk of being abandoned or even silenced, or will you seize this opportunity to become the king once again, revered by all and wielding the power of life and death? Young Master Hui, it's your choice.

After saying that, Xie Yuting said no more, sat back down in her chair, picked up the half-eaten apple, and continued to eat it slowly, as if the thrilling conspiracy she had just talked about was just casual conversation.

Hikawa Okazaka closed his eyes again.

Only Prince Hui's heavy, disordered breathing and his own heart pounding like a drum remained in the room. Kill his mother? Usurp the throne? Become king? Or be a stray dog? Immense fear, a lingering conscience, an extreme thirst for power, a deep resentment towards the status quo… all sorts of emotions tore and clashed wildly within him.

His expression shifted constantly, and sweat seeped from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

After finishing the apple, Xie Yuting elegantly wiped her mouth and fingers with a handkerchief, stood up, gave Hikawa Okazaka a wink, and the two of them ignored Prince Hui, who was caught in a huge inner struggle, and quietly left the room.

Only Prince Hui remained, standing motionless in the center of the dim, dilapidated, musty-smelling room, like a statue.

He slowly raised his hands, looking at those hands that had once been so extravagant and reckless. Xie Yuting's words and that throat-slitting gesture echoed repeatedly in his mind. To kill... or not to kill?

……

As night deepens, the city lights begin to illuminate the night.

In the most bustling area of ​​the city center of Mindu, a magnificent and resplendent building, shaped like an ancient palace, stands majestically, with a huge neon sign flashing the four dazzling characters "Huangcheng No. 1".

This is the most exclusive private club under the Anbang Group. It is not open to the public and only receives members and VIPs. It is a secret sanctuary for the true elites of Fuzhou to socialize, negotiate, and enjoy themselves.

However, the atmosphere at Royal City No. 1 tonight was different from its usual understated luxury. The plaza in front of the club's main entrance was completely cleared and under lockdown. Dozens of sharp-looking men in matching black suits, wearing communicators, and with cold expressions stood on both sides, like javelins, their eyes scanning every corner of the surroundings warily.

All unrelated pedestrians and vehicles were directed to pass through a side gate.

What's even more eye-catching is that between the two rows of bodyguards in black, there are also two rows of tall, beautiful young women wearing high-slit cheongsams.

Their makeup was exquisite, and they wore polite smiles, like a guard of honor welcoming state guests. However, the snow-white legs that were faintly visible under their cheongsams dazzled the eyes under the bright lights, adding a touch of alluring glamour to the solemn scene.

Such a grand display and such tight security drew the attention of passersby, who turned their heads and whispered among themselves in curiosity.

"My goodness, who is Imperial City No. 1 hosting tonight? This setup... is even more extravagant than the last time that high-ranking leader came to inspect!"

"Could he be some super big shot from Beijing?"

"Or perhaps the head of some powerful family overseas?"

"I don't think so. The truly important people travel in a low-key manner."

This setup...it looks more like welcoming a gang leader?

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Are you out of your mind? Didn't you see those men in black? They must be important figures from Anbang Group!"

"Anbang Group? Could it be the newly appointed heir?"

"Possibly! I've heard that the young master is quite young, so it's normal for him to have a grand entourage..."

Just as everyone was speculating, two more slender figures emerged from the gilded gate of Imperial City No. 1.

On the left is Night Rose. Today she is wearing a dark red fitted cheongsam embroidered with gold phoenixes, which perfectly outlines her curvaceous figure. In particular, her slender waist is not only flexible but also contains amazing explosive power and resilience due to years of martial arts training.

Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, making her alluring and captivating, her eyes sparkling with charm.

On the right is Wu Wanqing.

She was still wearing a black suit and skirt, looking capable and efficient. However, her chest area seemed to be flatter than before, and her complexion was rosier and brighter. Her eyes, however, were slightly complicated as she looked at the scene in front of the door and the two rows of welcoming beauties, her lips slightly pursed.

Rose and Wu Wanqing stood at the door, clearly waiting for their most important guest.

This further convinced the onlookers of the extraordinary and distinguished identity of tonight's guests.

Just as everyone's anticipation and curiosity reached their peak—

"boom--!!!"

A deep, powerful roar of a supercar engine, like the howl of a sleeping beast, came from afar and quickly tore through the hustle and bustle of the city at night!
A streak of silvery-white light, like lightning falling from the heavens, swept across the street at an astonishing speed, and with a graceful and neat tail-spin in front of the No. 1 gate of the Imperial City, it came to a precise stop at the entrance of the red carpet-covered passage!
The silver-white body shimmered with a dreamlike luster under the lights, its smooth yet aggressive lines, low and imposing stance, and the prominent emblem on the front—it was a limited-edition silver-white Lamborghini Veneno! Its rarity and price even surpassed Qin Luo's Koenigsegg!
The car door slowly rose upwards like a wing.

Rose's face immediately lit up with the brightest and most charming smile. She quickly went to greet him and personally opened the car door for the man in the driver's seat.

Wu Wanqing quickly followed, but her gaze became even more complicated as she watched the tall, slender figure step out of the car.

She subconsciously touched her chest, where Qin Luo had once punched her so hard it hurt terribly. It was only after using the ointment Qin Luo had given her that the pain healed quickly, leaving almost no trace. Now, seeing Qin Luo again, the humiliation of being defeated, the disbelief at the effectiveness of the medicine, and a trace of indescribable fear intertwined.

Qin Luo got out of the car, still wearing a simple black suit, a white shirt with no tie, and a button left undone at the collar, exuding a casual and unrestrained air.

He glanced at the grand and solemn scene in front of the Imperial City Gate No. 1, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly, but he didn't say anything more.

"Your Highness, you've arrived!"

Rose smiled radiantly, her voice so sweet it seemed to drip with honey.

"The young lady has been waiting inside for quite some time."

Immediately, a valet in uniform jogged over, respectfully took the car keys from Qin Luo, and carefully drove the priceless Poison to its designated parking space, where two security guards watched over it closely.

Rose turned to the side, making an inviting gesture.

"Your Highness, please come with me."

She swayed her serpentine waist as she led the way, her dark red cheongsam swaying with each step under the lights, outlining breathtaking curves, especially her slender yet powerful waist, which seemed to silently tell a different kind of story.

Halfway up the mountain in the west of the city, the night sky poured down like thick ink, making the abandoned villa, which stood alone in the weeds, appear even more sinister.

Three black minivans approached silently like ghosts and stopped outside the villa's rusty iron gate.

The car door opened, and Qiu Qinyun quickly got out of the car, flanked by Zhao Yong and Luo Qingyan. Buddha followed closely behind in his electric wheelchair, while eight other capable subordinates quickly dispersed and occupied several key positions around the villa, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

Qiu Qinyun's face was solemn. The night wind, carrying the coolness of the mountains, blew the hair on her forehead, but it could not dispel the anxiety and unease in her heart.

She looked up at the villa, which had once been luxurious but was now dilapidated, and felt a pang of bitterness and anger at her son's choice to hide in such a place.

Unbeknownst to her, just a few hundred meters behind their convoy, in the shadows behind a thicket, a dilapidated Jetta sedan, almost blending into the night, had already come to a stop, its engine off. A crack in the window revealed a telephoto lens, like a lurking viper, clearly capturing their entire process of getting out of the car and entering the villa.

Zhang Shanshan, in the driver's seat, held his breath, his heart pounding with excitement and nervousness.

With the tracking and concealment skills he had honed over years as a paparazzi, coupled with pushing the limits of his beat-up Jetta's performance, he followed Qiu Qinyun's convoy all the way to this desolate wilderness, and surprisingly, he wasn't even noticed by those bodyguards who looked like they were not to be trifled with.

He felt he was getting close to the heart of a bombshell!

Inside the villa, a heavy smell of dust and mildew filled the air. The hall was extremely spacious, exceeding one hundred square meters, but now it was covered in cobwebs, broken glass, and overturned furniture, indicating at least seventeen or eighteen years of neglect. Outside was an even larger yard, about three hundred square meters, overgrown with weeds and appearing shadowy in the moonlight. (End of Chapter)