"Have all the documents been handled?"

"Handled and memorized. I just want to know, who the hell came up with such an insane, suicidal plan?"

"The plane has landed."

Xiao Qianxi walked away elegantly in her high heels, attracting countless feverish gazes from the men around her.

A stunner! An absolute stunner! One glance and I'll never forget her! How can such a beautiful and enchanting woman exist in this world? Xia Liang thought, savoring the last of his soup before draining the bowl in one gulp. He then trailed behind her, dragging his suitcase.

Heh heh, killing traitors... This Master is an expert at that.

The weather was gloomy and a light rain was falling outside. Just as the plane landed, the heavens seemed intent on showing who was boss.

As Xia Liang pulled his large suitcase out of the exit, he saw a young man holding up a cardboard sign in the arrivals hall. It was an acquaintance, Explosive, whom he had met once before.

"Brother Xia, we meet again," Explosive said, enthusiastically rushing over to help with the luggage.

"Aren't you older than me? Why are you calling me 'brother'?" Xia Liang asked, confused.

"Heh heh heh, Brother Xia, you're my idol! What else would I call you?"

Xiao Qianxi shot him a glare. "Cut the chatter."

The vehicle was a large commercial van. After stowing the luggage, Xia Liang moved to get into the driver's seat, only to be stopped by Xiao Qianxi.

"Sit in the back."

"Oh, okay."

"Take off your clothes."

"Huh?"

"I said, strip."

"That doesn't seem right... Explosive is still in the front. Besides, why should I be the one to go first?"

"Fine, I'll go first. You're next."

Xia Liang was completely bewildered. Weren't we just supposed to be playing special agents? I don't remember this being part of the plan. At the very least, shouldn't we do this somewhere private? Otherwise, my conscience will bother me.

In the very back row, Xiao Qianxi pulled a curtain shut, and the soft rustle of clothing could be heard.

"Change of plans. We're going to the Keldon Hotel."

Xia Liang sat bolt upright, his eyes glued to the thin curtain. "I get that, but can't we just change when we get there?"

"It will be too late by then."

"But doesn't this kill the mood? I prefer to take things slow."

WHOOSH. Xiao Qianxi pulled the curtain open just a crack, her expression indescribably strange. "I think we're thinking about two different things."

Xia Liang put on an innocent face. "Oh? You prefer it wild? I guess it's true that a fiery heart often hides behind a cold exterior. Since you want to try something before we get to the hotel, I suppose I have no choice but to oblige."

WHOOSH. The curtain was pulled shut again.

"The original plan was to deploy personnel to find the traitor's whereabouts," Xiao Qianxi's voice came from behind the curtain. "But according to the latest intelligence, there's someone at the Keldon Hotel who should know where the traitor is. We're going to see if we can gather some information. We're changing now because you can't exactly walk into a formal ball in casual clothes, can you?"

Xia Liang maintained his innocent expression. "Of course, of course, that's exactly what I figured. What I meant was that the style of the clothes should be a bit wild. Miss Xiao, your mind is quite impure. On behalf of the organization, I must issue a stern criticism."

Damn it! So we're going to a ball. Why didn't you say so earlier? This Master almost dropped his pants! Oh well, I have to change anyway. He opened the black bag beside him, revealing a sapphire blue suit. Xia Liang didn't recognize the brand, but judging by the feel of the fabric, it was far worse than the clothes he bought for himself.

"Brother Xia, be careful with that suit. It has a seventy-point budget, you know."

"Pfft, only seventy points?"

"Dude! That's seventy points we're talking about!" Explosive, unaware of Xia Liang's background, whistled. "Not just anyone can get into the Keldon Hotel. Even though your and Sister Qianqian's fake identities are perfect, you still have to look the part."

Xia Liang finally gave in, at last understanding where all his tax money went. Grumbling internally, he changed into the suit.

"Xia Liang, come in here for a second."

"No."

"I can't reach the zipper on my back. Come help me pull it up."

"On my way!"

Xia Liang immediately slipped behind the curtain. He was greeted by the sight of a flawless, jade-white back. Xiao Qianxi was struggling to grab the zipper pull just above her shapely rear, but the angle was a bit too awkward.

"Zip me up."

"No problem."

"I said, zip it *up*!"

"Right, no problem at all."

"Then why are you pulling it down?"

"Sorry, sorry, I thought that was how you zipped this dress. I guess I'm still too young and naive."

Xia Liang finally zipped it back down, then began pulling it up again, millimeter by millimeter, incredibly slowly, as if he were deliberately teasing her.

"Can you hurry up?"

"I'm just afraid of pinching your skin."

"I'm not as delicate as you think."

"But my heart would ache if I scratched you," Xia Liang said with great solemnity.

To mar such a perfect back with even the slightest blemish would be a worldly tragedy. Hearing his words, Xiao Qianxi's delicate frame trembled slightly. What did he mean? What did he mean by that? Does he have feelings for me? Or did he mean something else? But in this atmosphere, there's no way his words could have any other meaning... Yes, he means exactly what I think he means. Her imagination ran wild, and that was the deadliest thing of all. Xia Liang's gentlemanly comment had sent her heart racing through a myriad of thoughts in an instant.

"Sister Qianqian, Brother Xia, we've arrived."

The Keldon Hotel offered more than just luxurious decor and furnishings; it provided a level of service beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Whether you were male or female, as long as your wallet was thick enough, this was a place you would never want to leave. "Spending money like water" was an understatement.

In front of the brilliantly lit hotel, a stretched Cadillac glided to a stop. She wore a black evening gown, her dark hair piled high; he was in a sharp, sleek suit, his smile slightly roguish. They made for a striking couple.

Xiao Qianxi linked her arm through Xia Liang's, looking every bit like a couple in the throes of love. She then produced a golden card and flashed it, causing the doorman's attitude to become even more deferential. He personally led the pair toward a private elevator, where a device stood at the entrance to scan guests. Aggressive weapons and recording devices were forbidden inside. Out of respect for the guests, a simple machine scan was sufficient, eliminating the need for a physical search.

The elevator was filled with a faint, pleasant fragrance and was operated by a blonde, blue-eyed attendant. There were no floor indicators inside. After what felt like a very long time, the elevator chimed as the doors opened, revealing a sudden, breathtakingly vast space. It turned out the long ride was because they had ascended directly to the 101st and topmost floor.

The night sky had cleared. The rooftop structure was built entirely of reinforced glass, offering a limitless view of the landscape and the expansive sky, while remaining opaque from the outside. Resembling a medieval palace, the interior was a scene of splendor, where a grand ball was in full swing.

So many people. How are we supposed to find our target? Xia Liang's smile felt a bit stiff; he couldn't help it, as this was the expression the little vixen next to him demanded.

Xiao Qianxi elegantly placed her left hand before him. "Sir, may I have the honor of this dance?"

She was a peerless beauty. When it came to fighting or killing, Xia Liang was a natural, but dancing was one of the weaker links in his skillset. He especially knew nothing of modern dances like the shuffle, so the sudden invitation left him a bit stunned.

"I'm afraid I'll step on your feet."

"Then what can you dance?"

"Tango."

"Tango it is, then."

Xiao Qianxi led Xia Liang toward the large orchestra. From her handbag, she grabbed a large handful of American dollars and tossed them into the air like a goddess scattering blossoms from the heavens.

"Gentlemen, please play 'Por Una Cabeza' next."

Unlike the reserved people of the Dragon Country, the Westerners here appreciated such an extravagant display of self-expression. Besides, anyone who could get onto this rooftop was a big shot. Just as the previous song ended, the orchestra struck up "Por Una Cabeza."

The lively, rhythmic melody instantly changed the atmosphere. Hearing the tune, Xia Liang's lips curled into a smile as he silently spent 20 Work Points to purchase the skill.

The next second, he stood up straight and led Xiao Qianxi into a walk. They separated, performed a side-step and merge, and then walked side-by-side, hand in hand. They moved through a forward cross, a back step, a Viennese left turn, and a pivot right turn.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.