After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

The door to the ward was pushed open.

Jiang Yao walked in carrying two extremely exquisite black and gold food boxes.

She changed into a striking, tight-fitting black cropped motorcycle leather jacket, over which she wore a white fitted tank top that barely reached her ribs, and black jeans that clung tightly to her shapely long legs. She completed the look with military-style combat boots.

This outfit perfectly showcases the wild, flamboyant, and violent aesthetics of a Northern underworld heiress.

The Jiang family's elite troops outside the door all lowered their heads.

Jiang Yao turned and closed the door. She placed the food box on the marble coffee table.

"The doctor said you can't eat seafood, or your wound will get infected." Jiang Yao walked over, raised the smart backrest of the hospital bed, and said in a domineering tone that left no room for discussion, "I had the private chef from the Northern Border stew cordyceps and black chicken soup for four hours. You drink this bowl."

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned back on the pillow. He watched Jiang Yao open the second food box.

Inside was a box full of brightly colored boiled prawns, accompanied by a small dish of premium secret dipping sauce.

"You're eating all by yourself?" Zhu Xun Chuan joked casually.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips. She sat on the edge of the bed. Her long legs were casually crossed, and her motorcycle leather jacket clung to her waist with each movement.

"I spent the whole day at the Northern Territory branch staring at the ledgers, and I didn't even have breakfast." Jiang Yao picked up a prawn, peeled off the shell, and popped it into her mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, a charmingly innocent look appeared in her eyes. "Delicious."

Zhu Xun Chuan took a disinfectant wipe and slowly wiped his hands clean.

He picked a shrimp directly from the food box. With a pinch and push between his thumb and forefinger, the shell fell off instantly. He held the tender white shrimp meat to Jiang Yao's lips.

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment. Those wild eyes shone with an astonishing light.

She opened her mouth without hesitation and bit into the shrimp. Her lips brushed against Zhu Xun Chuan's fingertips, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Xun Chuan was very careful with his actions. He peeled seven or eight for her in a row. Jiang Yao ate them with relish, her mouth filled with the delicious taste.

The fierce aura that once wielded decisively in the North was now melted away on this sickbed, transforming him into a little wildcat being fed by his owner.

"Yao Yao." Zhu Xun Chuan pulled out a tissue and wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth, his tone casual. "Have you received any information about the dark web channels in the Northern Territory lately? Is someone in the capital investigating the Heavenly Ranking missions?"

Jiang Yao abruptly stopped chewing.

She swallowed the shrimp. Her expression changed instantly. Her previous charming and innocent demeanor vanished, replaced by extreme coldness and sharpness.

"Someone has put up a huge bounty in the capital?" Jiang Yao's eyes were ruthless.

The "Top Rank" assassination order. The highest-level assassination order on the dark web. Once activated, it inevitably leads to a bloody and brutal assassination. The arrival of someone of this caliber in the capital often signifies a major reshuffling of the city's underground order.

Jiang Yao wiped her hands clean. She then took out a custom-made, pure black satellite phone from the inside pocket of her leather jacket.

She pressed her fingerprint to unlock the phone and directly dialed the highest-level red line of the Northern Territory.

The call was connected.

"Pass on my message. Shut down all underground black market trading networks of all Northern Border branches in the capital. Within three hours, I need to know all recent activity traces on the Dark Web's Top Rank list. No matter who took the order, dig them out, leave no stone unturned!" Jiang Yao spoke rapidly, her voice carrying the unquestionable, bloodthirsty pressure of a superior. "If you can't find it, the branch leader will have to answer to me with his head."

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Yao casually tossed the satellite phone onto the coffee table.

She turned around. Her gaze met Zhu Xun Chuan's smiling eyes.

In less than a second, the murderous aura emanating from the Northern Hemisphere's female demon vanished.

Jiang Yao avoided Zhu Xun Chuan's injured right leg and straddled his left leg. Her long legs tightly gripped his waist. The zipper of her motorcycle leather jacket was open, revealing her fair collarbone, which rose and fell rapidly with her breathing.

"Brother Chuan, am I efficient?" Jiang Yao wrapped her arms around Zhu Xun Chuan's neck, brought her cheek close to his nose, and breathed sweetly. "The information you need, I can expose it all for you tonight. Aren't I a good girl?"

Zhu Xun Chuan wrapped his right arm around her slender waist and pinched her chin with his left hand.

Beneath the veneer of power and violence, the yandere girl unleashes an extreme possessiveness solely for him.

"Good girl," Zhu Xun Chuan responded softly. He lowered his head and sealed her rosy lips with his.

Jiang Yao let out a satisfied groan, hugging him tightly and responding passionately. The temperature in the ward rose rapidly. In this confined space, the two pushed the tug-of-war between power and desire to its climax.

late at night.

Jiang Yao, unable to resist her exhaustion, curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Zhu Xunchuan leaned against the headboard. Only the floor lamp was on in the room.

The encrypted phone screen under his pillow suddenly lit up. There was no ringtone. This meant that a dedicated line with the highest privileges had forcibly accessed the system.

He picked up his phone. He tapped to answer.

The screen flickered.

A lavishly decorated pink princess room appears in the picture. The background is the interior of the General's Building, the core of the Tianjin Military Region compound.

The camera shook twice. Shen Tianxi's exquisitely beautiful face came closer.

She wasn't wearing her usual Lolita dress.

She wore a classic black and white French maid outfit. A large pink lace bow tied at the neckline. A choker with silver bells adorned her fair neck. On her head were incredibly realistic black cat ear hair clips. Even behind her, a fluffy black cat tail swept across the edge of the screen as she walked.

The granddaughter of the commander of the Tianjin Military Region, a top-tier heiress, dressed up in this extremely seductive yet incongruous manner in order to please a man far away in Beijing.

"Brother Chuan!" Shen Tianxi's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was sweet and full of grievance.

She was holding a tablet computer and pouting at the camera.

"That old geezer locked my door from the outside and won't even let me order takeout. I've starved myself to death." Shen Tianxi adjusted the camera angle, deliberately showing off her deep cleavage and the waistline of her tightly cinched maid's dress. "Look, the dress is a whole size too big. Does this outfit look good?"

Zhu Xun Chuan's lips curled into a smile.

"The skirt is pretty, but where does the tail come from?" Zhu Xun Chuan said softly, with a hint of roguish teasing.

Shen Tianxi's cheeks instantly flushed red. She stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance. The bell rang crisply.

"Don't look around. I dressed like this to get down to business." Shen Tianxi forcefully changed the subject. She pushed the tablet in her hand in front of the camera.

The screen displayed a dense array of green scrolling code and a firewall topology diagram marked with the military's top-secret label.

"The period you asked me to investigate... I went through a lot of trouble to get into the central monitoring network around Hai Zhi Cliff." Shen Tianxi's expression became extremely serious, even revealing a hint of lingering fear. "Brother Chuan, the person you're investigating is a monster. The physical equipment of the surveillance cameras within a five-kilometer radius of the resort is intact, but the underlying logic has been completely tampered with by a hidden piece of gibberish."

Shen Tianxi swiped her finger across the screen. A data waveform graph was zoomed in.

"This data erasure method is not civilian technology at all." Shen Tianxi took a deep breath. "I used the military region's top-level tracing system to compare the features of this digital fingerprint with the database. The results showed that the owner of this fingerprint had briefly touched the outer wall of the military's highest defense system three years ago."

Zhu Xun Chuan tightened his grip on the phone slightly.

Three years ago. That was the time when Baihe left without saying goodbye and returned to the dark web to receive top-level training.

A civilian assassin organization possesses hacking resources capable of accessing national-level defense systems. The force behind the White Crane holds terrifying technological reserves.

"Continue," Zhu Xun Chuan said, his eyes turning cold.

Shen Tianxi tossed the tablet aside. She cupped her face in her hands, leaned close to the camera, and began to boast.

"Their technology is indeed impressive, but they overlooked the rules of physics. Tampering with data requires signal transmission nodes." Shen Tianxi smiled smugly. "I investigated the abnormal peak values ​​of all base stations near the time of the incident. Finally, I identified a fake base station signal source that was constantly moving. It was a satellite phone transmitting commands using a special frequency band."

She took out a printed map of the outskirts of Beijing. A line of movement was marked on it in red pen.

"After leaving the hospital, she changed into three different cars with fake license plates. The last signal transmission disappeared into an old, dilapidated hutong area slated for demolition outside the South Fourth Ring Road of Beijing." Shen Tianxi pointed to a red circle on the map, "That's a no-man's-land. A blind spot for surveillance."

Zhu Xun Chuan stared at the red circle. The old hutong area of ​​the South Fourth Ring Road. The intricate geographical environment made it an ideal hiding spot for escape.

Shen Tianxi tossed the map aside and returned to the screen.

She rested her chin on her hands, her black cat-ear hair clips swaying slightly.

"Brother Chuan, I've investigated the military region's bottom line for you. How do you plan to reward me?" Shen Tianxi's voice was drawn out, sweet and cloying, her possessiveness almost overflowing. "When I'm released from quarantine and return to Beijing, you must make up for double the homework you missed in the hospital. I want you to stay in my room for three days and three nights."

"Okay. I'll save it for you." Zhu Xun Chuan said without hesitation.

Shen Tianxi hung up the video call with satisfaction.

The ward fell silent again.

On the sofa. Jiang Yao's breathing was steady. The contrast between the motorcycle leather jacket and the maid outfit alternated in Zhu Xun Chuan's mind. He controlled the emotions of these extremely powerful women and also utilized the vast resources behind them.

The Northern underworld and the Tianjin military. One in the dark, one in the light. Two intelligence lines from different dimensions precisely overlap in the old hutongs of the South Fourth Ring Road. Bai He's hiding place has been located.

Just as Zhu Xunchuan was about to put down his phone...

On the marble coffee table, the pure black satellite phone belonging to Jiang Yao, representing the highest level of communication within the Northern Territory, suddenly began to vibrate violently without warning.

The screen lit up with a glaring red light.

An urgent, encrypted message burst through the screensaver and appeared in the center of the screen.

"Young Miss, the target of the bounty on the Heavenly Ranking has been confirmed. Mission code: Godslayer!"