You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

It was evening, inside the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Beijing.

Lin Chen stood in front of a huge floor-length mirror, holding a bunch of bottles and jars in his hands, with a row of silver needles of varying lengths next to him.

This trip to the underground auction on the high seas was meant to take me past ruthless international smugglers and gang leaders. If I had gone with my usual handsome face, I probably would have been caught red-handed the moment I boarded.

Therefore, I need to change my identity.

"System, activate God-level Disguise! And while you're at it, also activate God-level Language Proficiency!"

Lin Chen silently recited a phrase in his mind, and then quickly applied a special flesh-colored silicone material to his face.

Then, he picked up two silver needles and inserted them into the acupoints on both sides of his cheeks without hesitation, gently twisting them with his fingertips.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

As the acupoints were stimulated, the muscles in Lin Chen's face began to change. His originally angular jawline became rugged, his eye sockets became deep-set, and with the addition of a thick beard, his entire demeanor underwent a complete 180-degree transformation.

Ye Qingcheng, standing to the side, was stunned.

She watched helplessly as her handsome husband transformed in just ten minutes into a burly, mixed-race Asian man with a sinister gaze and a menacing face. His menacing aura was more realistic than any drug lord on television.

"Honey, your disguise skills are too outrageous! Even your own mother standing here wouldn't recognize you now," Ye Qingcheng exclaimed in amazement.

Lin Chen turned his head, grinned, and spoke in fluent English with a heavy Southeast Asian accent: "What are you looking at? I'm now the biggest arms dealer in Southeast Asia, Boss Chatchai!"

Ye Qingcheng was amused by his sleazy and unruly manner.

"Alright, alright, stop showing off, hurry up and help me with that too."

Lin Chen didn't hesitate and made some minor adjustments to Ye Qingcheng's face. He didn't go overboard, just slightly changed the curve of her eyes and eyebrows, making her already icy CEO aura even more aloof and arrogant, perfectly embodying the haughty daughter of an overseas tycoon.

The two changed into haute couture gowns that had been prepared in advance. Lin Chen wore a dark-patterned suit, complete with a large gold chain around his neck, exuding the arrogance of a nouveau riche. Ye Qingcheng, on the other hand, wore a black backless evening gown, radiating noble and aloof elegance.

Night falls.

A heavy private helicopter bearing the logo of the Yip Group roared into the air and headed straight for the open sea.

Two hours later.

A mobile steel fortress appeared on the sea. That was the "Poseidon" luxury cruise ship.

The cruise ship was brightly lit, exuding extreme luxury. Security personnel dressed in black suits, wearing sunglasses, and with bulging pockets were everywhere on the deck.

The helicopter landed smoothly on the rooftop helipad.

Before the wind and waves from the propellers had completely subsided, Lin Chen casually pushed open the hatch, took Ye Qingcheng's hand, and walked down.

As soon as I reached the entrance to the banquet hall, several burly security guards stepped out to the side, blocking my way.

The head of security was a burly white man with a scar on his face. He looked Lin Chen up and down, and when he saw the gold chain around Lin Chen's neck, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Halt! This is a private party. No entry without an invitation," the security captain said coldly, his hand already on his holster.

Lin Chen glanced at him sideways, took out the gold-embossed invitation from the inside pocket of his suit, and threw it at the security captain's chest like trash.

The security captain took the invitation, glanced at it, and confirmed it was correct, but his attitude remained unchanged.

"The invitation is fine. However, according to the club's rules, newcomers to the auction for the first time must have their credentials verified."

The security captain pointed to a specially made card reader next to him and said in a stern tone, "The verification threshold is 10 billion in cash flow. If you're short even a penny, you're out of here."

Several wealthy people who were queuing to enter nearby turned around when they heard the commotion.

"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Wearing such a thick gold chain, he must be working in a mine in some remote mountain village, right?"

"A hundred billion in cash flow is no joke. I reckon this bastard can't even come up with a billion."

"Hey, just wait and see. The security on the Poseidon doesn't know any nouveau riche. If anyone dares to cause trouble, they'll be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks."

Hearing the whispers around her, Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly.

Lin Chen remained completely unfazed, and even arrogantly whistled.

He couldn't be bothered to waste words with the security captain. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a pure black Swiss bank anonymous black card, held it between two fingers, and shoved it directly at the security captain's face.

"Take this and brush it. If you can't break this piece of junk, I'll twist your head off and use it as a football!"

Enraged by Lin Chen's arrogant attitude, the security captain gritted his teeth, took the black card, and swiped it hard on the machine.

"drop--"

The machine screen lights up and begins reading the account balance.

The security captain had originally planned to see Lin Chen make a fool of himself and then have him thrown into the sea.

However, when he saw the long string of zeros displayed on the screen, he was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and froze on the spot.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions, billions...

Two hundred billion!

A full 20 billion in available cash balance!

The security captain gasped, his hand trembled violently, and he almost dropped the card.

The wealthy people who had been watching the spectacle with amusement also curiously came over for a glance, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Holy crap! Two hundred billion?!"

"Did they bring a money-printing machine? Who would keep 20 billion in cash in their account and not invest it?!"

"Holy crap, what does this guy do? I was just calling him a country bumpkin, and I'm the beggar here!"

The security captain's attitude instantly underwent a complete 180-degree turn. He forced a fawning smile, more like a grimace, onto his fleshy face.

He held the black card in both hands and respectfully handed it back to Lin Chen, his back almost bent to the ground.

"Honorable guest! I was blind to your greatness just now. Please come in! Please come in!"

Lin Chen snatched back the black card, snorted coldly, and cursed in an extremely arrogant Southeast Asian accent: "You snobbish jerk."

After saying that, he took Ye Qingcheng's arm and swaggered into the magnificent banquet hall amidst the awe and shock of everyone.

The hunt has officially begun.