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Li Haotian ripped off his tattered combat uniform.

He changed into a loose-fitting black suit.

The fabric of this suit is stiff, and it's chafing my neck sorely.

He stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room of the "Golden Years" private club.

He wore a plastic name tag on his chest: Security Guard, Li Dazhu.

Su Wan sat in her rented room a few kilometers away, her fingers tapping on the keyboard.

"Boss, that's a really corny name."

Su Wan's soft laughter came through the earpiece.

Li Haotian pressed down on the earpiece.

"Shut up."

He pushed open the locker room door and walked into the manager's office.

A portly man was sitting in the boss's chair.

Manager Zhang twirled a pen in his hand, his triangular eyes glancing sideways at Li Haotian.

"Li Dazhu, right?"

He slammed a stack of contracts on the table.

"Monthly salary of 5,000 yuan, no social insurance or housing fund, three-month probation period."

Li Haotian stood in front of his desk, his back ramrod straight.

Manager Zhang tapped the table with his pen.

"Your physique is alright, but you need to change that shabby attitude."

"Everyone coming and going from here is a prominent figure in the East China Sea."

"If we offend an important guest, we couldn't afford to compensate you even if we sold ourselves."

Li Haotian reached out and took the pen.

He signed those three crooked words at the end of the contract.

Manager Zhang took back the contract and pulled out two hundred yuan from the drawer.

"This two hundred is for your clothing expenses, and it will be deducted from your first month's salary."

"Also, we have rules here."

"New employees have to wash the cars of the senior employees during their first week."

Li Haotian looked at him expressionlessly.

Manager Zhang sneered when he saw that he didn't react.

"What? Feeling wronged?"

"Judging from your appearance, you must be from the mountains. You should be grateful that you can make a living here."

Li Haotian took the employee badge and turned to leave.

He walked into the lobby of the clubhouse.

The marble floor beneath his feet was polished to a shine, reflecting his lifeless face.

Su Wan's voice rang out again.

"Boss, the coordinates have been updated."

"The signal source is right beneath your feet, about fifteen meters away vertically."

"That's the club's underground wine cellar."

Li Haotian stood next to the stone lion at the main entrance.

He lowered his voice.

"Is there a specific location?"

"They are infiltrating their security system."

The sound of rapid keyboard typing came from Su Wan's end.

"The internal network here is physically isolated, so I need to find a jump site."

"Normally only the butler and senior supervisor can enter the wine cellar."

Li Haotian stared at a red sports car driving towards the intersection.

The sports car roared to a halt in front of the clubhouse.

The car door opened upwards, and a young man wearing a floral shirt stepped out.

The young man wore sunglasses, and his leather shoes gleamed in the sunlight.

Manager Zhang appeared out of nowhere, his back bent like a shrimp.

"Young Master Zhao, you've finally arrived."

Young Master Zhao ignored him, took off his sunglasses and threw them on the hood of the car.

He walked up to Li Haotian and stopped.

He stretched out his foot and kicked Li Haotian's trouser leg.

"Hey, newbie?"

Li Haotian looked down at the mud stains on his trouser legs.

Young Master Zhao pointed to his leather shoes.

"I stepped in some water when I got out of the car. Come here and wipe it clean for me."

Manager Zhang quickly ran over and gave Li Haotian a push.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and polish Young Master Zhao's shoes!"

"This is the eldest son of the Zhao Group. If you serve him well, you'll get a reward."

Li Haotian did not move.

He looked at Young Master Zhao's swollen face.

"Security guards don't shine shoes."

Several waiters around stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with pity.

Young Master Zhao's face darkened.

He reached out and grabbed Li Haotian's tie.

"Say it again?"

Manager Zhang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and raised his hand to slap Li Haotian across the face.

"You clueless idiot, are you trying to get me killed?"

Li Haotian slightly turned his head to avoid the slap.

He grabbed Manager Zhang's wrist with his other hand.

Manager Zhang let out a scream.

"It hurts! It hurts! Let go!"

Li Haotian loosened his grip and casually patted his tie.

Young Master Zhao was so angry that he laughed, and then he waved his hand.

Two bodyguards in black emerged from behind the sports car.

"Fine, you've got a temper."

Young Master Zhao took out a cigar from his pocket.

"Go, open a few bottles of wine for me and send them to the top-class room."

"If I don't drink to my heart's content, you're leaving here lying down."

Manager Zhang rubbed his wrist, gritting his teeth as he pointed at Li Haotian.

"Hurry up and go get the alcohol from the logistics department!"

Half an hour later, in the top-tier private room.

The private room was filled with smoke, and several rich kids were throwing dice around the table.

Li Haotian pushed open the door and went in carrying a case of Budweiser beer.

High-end clubs like these usually don't sell such cheap goods.

That was something Young Master Zhao specifically requested, saying it was to "enhance the atmosphere."

Young Master Zhao leaned back on the leather sofa, with a glamorous woman in his arms.

He pointed to the beer on the table.

"I don't have a screwdriver, you'll have to figure out how to open it yourself."

He exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes full of mockery.

"If you break the bottle neck, you have to lick it clean."

Li Haotian walked to the table.

He looked at the case of beer but didn't look for a bottle.

He stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed down on a bottle cap.

I didn't see him exert any force; he just gave a slight tremor in his palm.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound.

The bottle cap flew past Zhao Gongzi's ear like a bullet.

"hiss--"

The cigar in Young Master Zhao's hand broke off cleanly at the base.

The remaining half landed on his thigh, burning him so much that he jumped up on the spot.

The private room fell into a deathly silence.

The bottle cap was embedded in the mahogany wall behind, leaving only a gap.

Young Master Zhao touched his cheek, where there was a thin bloodstain.

He stared at the broken cigar lying on the ground, making a gurgling sound in his throat.

The remaining rich kids huddled in the corner of the sofa, not daring to move.

Two bodyguards rushed in, saw the bottle cap on the wall, and froze at the doorway.

Li Haotian picked up the second bottle of wine.

He did the same thing, flicking his thumb.

"Bang!"

The bottle cap flew out again, shattering the lighter in Zhao Gongzi's hand.

The shattered flint splattered on the table, sending up a few sparks.

Li Haotian placed the opened beer on the table.

"Should we still open it?"

Young Master Zhao's lustful and greedy nature vanished instantly.

His legs were trembling, and he had to hold onto the table to keep from collapsing.

"Who...who are you?"

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open again.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray Tang suit walked in.

The man had short hair and sharp eyes.

Manager Zhang followed behind, looking as scared as a grandson.

"Mr. Xu, he's the one causing trouble!"

Mr. Xu ignored Manager Zhang and looked at the bottle caps on the wall.

He reached out and touched the crack.

"Good finger strength."

Mr. Xu turned around and looked at Li Haotian.

He waved to the bodyguards behind him.

"Get out, everyone."

Upon seeing his savior, Young Master Zhao scrambled over to him.

"Uncle Xu, this guy's trying to kill me!"

Mr. Xu slapped him hard across the face.

"Apologize to this gentleman."

Young Master Zhao was stunned by the beating.

"Uncle Xu, did you hit me?"

Mr. Xu's eyes were icy cold.

"Apologize, or have Zhao Laosi come and take them away."

Young Master Zhao trembled and lowered his head before Li Haotian.

"I'm...I'm sorry."

Mr. Xu pointed to the main gate.

"Get out, this is none of your business."

Several rich kids stumbled and bumped their way out of the private room.

Manager Zhang also wanted to slip away, but was stopped in his tracks by a single look from General Manager Xu.

"You get out too, and don't come back again."

Manager Zhang turned pale and slunk away.

Only Li Haotian and President Xu remained in the private room.

Mr. Xu walked to the wine rack and poured two glasses of red wine.

"Young man, these clothes don't fit you quite right."

He handed a glass of wine to Li Haotian.

Li Haotian did not answer.

"Just say what you have to say."

Mr. Xu smiled and downed his drink in one gulp.

"This club has been open for ten years."

"I built a wine cellar in this underground place and stored a lot of good stuff there."

He put down his wine glass and pointed to the ground.

"But things haven't been very stable there these past few months."

"Two of the security guards on night duty went crazy, saying they heard a woman crying downstairs."

Li Haotian narrowed his eyes.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Mr. Xu pulled up a chair and sat down.

"I have a good eye for people."

"You smell like a dead person; that's what people who crawled out of the ground smell like."

He pulled a bronze key from his pocket and tossed it onto the table.

"Clean up the filth in the wine cellar for me."

"From now on, you'll be in charge of these golden years."

Li Haotian picked up the key.

It was an old-fashioned mortise lock key, with a thin layer of rust on it.

Su Wan screamed in the earpiece.

"Boss! The signal source is in the direction he mentioned!"

"That 'anomaly' is awakening!"

Li Haotian put the key in his pocket.

He looked at President Xu.

"Take me there now."

Mr. Xu stood up and straightened his collar.

"Let's go, I want to see what kind of weird stuff is hiding down there."

The two walked through the club's long corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a heavy cast-iron gate.

Two yellowed seals were pasted on the gate.

Mr. Xu pointed to the crack in the door.

"In the past few days, black water has started seeping out of here."

Li Haotian looked down.

A viscous liquid was slowly seeping out from the cracks in the marble floor.

The liquid smelled like rotten lilies.

Li Haotian pressed down on the earpiece.

"Su Wan, prepare to receive data."

"clear."

He pushed open the door, and a cold gust of wind swept up from below the steps.

The steps stretched into the darkness, like the throat of a giant beast.

Mr. Xu took out a powerful flashlight, but did not go downstairs.

"I'll leave you here."

"The surveillance cameras below have all been cut off. You are responsible for your own life and death."

Li Haotian stepped into the darkness.

He went down the slippery steps.

With each step, the fishy-sweet smell grew stronger.

A piercing static noise came through the headset.

"The signal...the interference...is very strong..."

Su Wan's voice became intermittent.

Li Haotian walked to the bottom of the steps.

In front of it were rows of huge oak barrels.

The barrels were arranged in the darkness like mounds of graves.

The beam of the flashlight swept across.

Li Haotian stopped in his tracks.

He saw several desiccated corpses lying haphazardly on the ground directly in front of him.

That was the missing security guard.

Their deaths were extremely gruesome; it was as if all the moisture in their bodies had been instantly drained.

The skin was pressed tightly against the bone, and the eyeballs were sunken.

"Crunch—"

The lid of a wine barrel on the left slowly slid off.

A hand covered in black hair reached out from inside.

Li Haotian gripped the dagger at his waist with his other hand.

He stared at the wine barrel.

A dull chewing sound came from the barrel.

"Help……"

A hoarse voice rang out from all directions.

That was Lin Mo's voice.

Li Haotian's pupils suddenly contracted.

He charged suddenly toward the barrel.

The dagger drew a golden arc, splitting the barrel in two.

The liquor spilled out.

There was no Lin Mo in the barrel, only a wriggling mass of black flesh.

The piece of meat was covered with countless human eyes.

"Bang!"

The iron gate behind me suddenly closed.

The entire wine cellar was plunged into complete darkness.

Li Haotian held his breath.

He could feel something crawling on the ceiling.

A drop of viscous liquid landed on his shoulder.

A burning sensation instantly struck.

Li Haotian rolled over and dodged to the side.

"boom!"

The spot where he had been standing had been smashed into a deep crater.

A giant stitched monster landed in the pit, letting out a silent roar at him.

This thing has no head; a giant mouth has split open from its chest.

Li Haotian wiped his face.

He could feel his long-dormant bloodline boiling again.

"bring it on."

He whispered something, and a faint golden light shone from the dagger.