Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

Boom boom boom!

The girl didn't leave but knocked three times on the door. "Handsome, I'm here because a lady wants to see you. The special service is just a side thing. If you don't go, that lady will kill me." She choked up as she spoke.

Although she said that, Zhao Sheng could tell that there wasn't much sadness in her voice. The other person was probably sent by that young lady to test him, or perhaps just a messenger.

Once you fall for a honey trap, it's hard to escape. Modern society has plenty of ways to make people submit. Subduing is the best strategy, suppressing is the worst strategy, and sending someone to prison is the worst strategy.

Zhao Sheng stood up again, his eyes deep and unfathomable. He opened the door again and looked down at the girl in front of him. "Lead the way, if the young lady you mentioned isn't afraid of death." His voice was indifferent.

He always retaliated against those who schemed against him. He wanted to see who this "Miss" the girl was talking about was, daring to plot against him.

For some reason, the girl felt as if she were being stared at by some great terror for a moment, and goosebumps rose all over her body. But when the man in front of her spoke, she stiffly replied.

Zhao Sheng left the room and followed the girl to the top floor of the hotel, where all the rooms were presidential suites. The two soon arrived at a room door with "1001" engraved on it.

The girl's small hand trembled as she knocked on the door. After a long while, a clear voice rang out from inside, as melodious as a nightingale's song yet with a touch of gentle charm, "Come in."

Before the girl could even open the door, footsteps sounded from inside. A woman in a suit opened the door; she wore white gloves, had short hair, and exuded a capable air.

Zhao Sheng could tell that the woman came from a military background. In the world of Dragon and Snake, only Yan Yuanyi, whom he knew, had a similar temperament, but her temperament was even stronger.

"Miss, please come in. Here's a thousand yuan; you're all done here." The woman gestured to Zhao Sheng, then handed the girl a thousand yuan to send her away.

Zhao Sheng strode into the room and looked up to see four female bodyguards, all of whom were skilled in martial arts. On the sofa sat a girl who was beautiful and charming, and whose appearance resembled Wu Xueqing.

The girl is probably one of Wu Xueqing's sisters or something. If you think about it for a moment, you'll realize that she's also there to recruit him; it's a common tactic used by large families.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Sheng. Let me introduce myself. My name is Wu Xueling. I am the eldest daughter of the Wu family and the older sister of Wu Xueqing." Wu Xueling's beautiful eyes sparkled like stars as she smiled and spoke.

"Not a good idea." Zhao Sheng shook his head, clearly not buying it. These young ladies from wealthy families loved to play mind games, always scheming and plotting. He didn't want to get involved in the conflicts between these families.

The four female bodyguards frowned. Was this person so ungrateful? The young lady had personally recruited him, and he dared to refuse. Wasn't he slapping the young lady in the face?

Even the woman standing beside him frowned, glancing at Zhao Sheng. He seemed relaxed and at ease, showing no sign of being on high alert, and she could sense a faint threat emanating from him.

Her perception has always been very accurate, which is one of the important reasons why she served as Wu Xueling's housekeeper.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao Sheng is joking." Wu Xueling wasn't embarrassed or annoyed by Zhao Sheng's words; she possessed the composure of someone from a prominent family. "I came here today to try and recruit Mr. Zhao Sheng, I wonder..."

"I don't want to get involved in the power struggles between your families, so you should find someone else." Zhao Sheng refused directly and was about to leave, but he stopped after taking only two steps.

"By the way, this is the first and last time I'll scheme against you. I hope Miss Wu won't make a mistake." His voice was icy, sending chills down the spines of the five women and making their hair stand on end.

boom! !

Zhao Sheng left, leaving Wu Xueling with a flicker in her eyes. "Miss, are we just going to let him go like this?" the housekeeper asked. She had just been in the most intense period of stress and dared not keep Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng is stronger than her, and once she makes a move, it will likely be difficult to end the conflict.

"How does his strength compare to yours?" Wu Xueling retorted, still feeling lingering fear after her brush with death.

"Much better than me," the housekeeper replied honestly.

"Go and inform the Zhao and Xu families that Zhao Sheng is not dead." Wu Xueling stood up, her black hair flowing over her shoulders, her dress unable to conceal her graceful figure. "You two go back to your rooms, I'm going to sleep."

"Yes, Miss." The five responded and left one after another. Only Wu Xueling, thinking of the flutter in her heart just now, had a flushed face and a dazed look in her eyes. "That feeling was so strange..."

The Zhao family of Hebei Province.

At this time, the important members of the Zhao family were still awake, waiting for the call from the assassin team. The Zhao family had really gone all out this time, offering a reward of three million, which was one-tenth of the Zhao family's savings.

"Brother, haven't you received a call yet?" asked a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa on the left. Beside him was a beautiful woman, his wife.

He is the second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Chenghai.

The middle-aged man sitting on the main sofa shook his head. He had a square face and thick eyebrows that reached his temples. He exuded an air of authority as he sat there, a quality cultivated from his long years in a position of power.

He is none other than Zhao Chengwu, the head of the Zhao family!

Beside him was his wife, a beautiful woman with a pretty face, fair skin, and well-maintained appearance. She looked to be in her early twenties and exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Zhao Shanhai was their youngest son and the most talented genius in the Zhao family. Unfortunately, geniuses are often arrogant and die young!

The sofas around were filled with important members of the Zhao family, but Old Master Zhao was not present. The old man was prone to drowsiness and had gone to bed early.

"Ring ring!!" Zhao Chengwu's phone rang. He quickly answered on speakerphone, and a woman's voice came from the other end, "Zhao Sheng is still alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other end of the line hung up, giving Zhao Chengwu no chance to speak. They looked at each other in disbelief. "That assassin squad couldn't even take down Zhao Sheng?!" Zhao Chenghai exclaimed in surprise.

That assassin squad had taken on many missions with a high success rate. Even they couldn't kill Zhao Sheng. The next level up would be the United States' Alliance of Haters.

The Zhao family doesn't have enough money to offer a reward for Zhao Sheng. The expenses for the Zhao family members to train in martial arts are not low, and it's not worth spending most of their money to avenge Zhao Shanhai.

Even if Zhao Sheng is killed, the Zhao family will still need some time to recover.

Zhao Chengwu was aware of this, so his expression was uncertain. He could either increase the bounty, hire top foreign assassins, or bow down to Zhao Sheng to reconcile the conflict between the two sides.

"Reconciliation is no longer possible." The middle-aged man who had been sitting silently on the right sofa spoke. He wore glasses, was refined and gentle, and was the only member of the Zhao family who preferred reading to martial arts.

He is the third son of the Zhao family, Zhao Chengwen.

All eyes turned to him. He paused for a moment before continuing, "From what I've learned over this period of time, Zhao Sheng is a vengeful person who always distinguishes between gratitude and resentment."

"We've tried to kill him so many times, we've become mortal enemies. Now we only have two choices: continue hiring top assassins to kill him, or move our entire family out of China and flee overseas."

Having heard Zhao Chengwen's words, Zhao Chengwu and Zhao Chenghai understood the key point: it was clearly impossible to continue increasing the bounty to attract top assassins, as they were unsure of Zhao Sheng's strength.

If Zhao Sheng doesn't die and instead angers him, the other party will directly attack and kill the entire Zhao family. Leaving China and fleeing overseas is the best option.

However, this would mean that the Zhao family would have to sell off most of their businesses in China, which would be a devastating blow to the Zhao family.

"Third brother, I'm leaving this matter to you. Once we get through this crisis, I'll hand over the position of family head to you!"

"If it weren't for my impulsive decision, the Zhao family wouldn't have had to abandon their family business and flee overseas! We almost ruined the Zhao family's foundation for the sake of one son!" Zhao Chengwu sighed, his spirits much weaker.

"Big brother..." Zhao Chengwen wanted to refuse, but Zhao Chengwu interrupted him, "Overseas is not as stable as the domestic market where we can fight fiercely. However, overseas needs more intelligent people to lead us. We need to be careful and proceed cautiously step by step."

Zhao Chengwen remained silent. Indeed, things are not as stable overseas as they are domestically. In addition, all parties are willing to abide by the rules, so the overall business environment is good. But things are different overseas.

If they don't follow the rules, there's nothing the Zhao family can do. After all, they have no connections in the local area, so they can hardly move an inch. Only by being well-connected can they have a chance to establish themselves.

Zhao Chenghai remained silent. Since his elder brother was planning to step down and give way to a more capable person, he couldn't very well try to dissuade him. Besides, the Zhao family's current predicament was entirely due to his elder brother's willful actions.

The three beautiful women remained silent. They were all women from arranged marriages and dared not interfere in the affairs of the Zhao family, so they could only listen silently.

"Should we ask the old man for his opinion?" Zhao Chengwen asked.

"No need to ask for my opinion anymore. The third son's opinion is not bad, but it's not thoughtful enough." Old Master Zhao walked downstairs with the help of a maid, his stern gaze sweeping over his three sons.

"Father, is there anything else that could be overlooked?" Zhao Chengwen asked.

"You only thought about the Zhao family fleeing overseas, trying to escape Zhao Sheng's pursuit, but you didn't think about reconciling this cause and effect." Old Master Zhao shook his head and found a chair to sit down.

The three brothers looked at each other.

Seeing their confusion, Old Master Zhao shook his head. "You don't understand the essence of this matter. Zhao Sheng is known for his vindictive nature. Do you think he'll let the Zhao family off easily, even if we flee overseas?"

"Moreover, it might be easier for him to retaliate if they flee overseas. Overseas laws are not as strict as those in China. He could easily disguise himself and wipe out the Zhao family. Don't underestimate the vengeful nature of a boxer."

"Father, what should we do?" Zhao Chengwu asked.

"Sell off his assets to compensate him for most of his property, promise to leave the country and never appear before him again, and most importantly, promise to share a portion of the profits every year." Old Master Zhao said, his cloudy eyes flashing with a sharp light.

He has lived most of his life, seen all sorts of people, knows some ways to survive, and knows how to effectively bind interests together.

The three brothers thought for a moment and realized that their father was trying to tie Zhao Sheng to a mutually beneficial relationship! Indeed, experience counts!

In this way, interests are intertwined, and even mortal enemies can become friends, since no one would turn down money, right?

"Alright, now that you understand, go ahead and do it. And eldest brother... you can have another son if you die, but the Zhao family line ends when it's gone. Be more careful in the future."

"The future of the Zhao family belongs to you. Whether it prospers or is destroyed is entirely up to you. At least don't mess with anyone before I die!"

"We understand, Father!"